After another twenty breaths, Duan Qiu's broken body controlled by the mysterious strong man finally came to the drop of blood, and he could almost reach it with his hand.
However, he did not reach out to grab it. Instead, his eyes continued to release bloody light, seeping in endlessly.
With the injection of his bloody light, the drop of blood began to rotate, and the blood light released gradually became lighter and seemed to become much softer.
Han Feng's whole body relaxed, and he was secretly happy. His speed was much faster, and as the spiritual pressure released by the drop of blood became weaker and weaker, his speed also increased, and he landed four feet in a short time. The distance from the drop of blood was only a few feet, and it did not attract the attention of the mysterious powerhouse at all. He didn't dare to act rashly, so he took the initiative to slow down and continued to approach cautiously.
After a while, the bloody light in the eyes of the mysterious strong man subsided. The drop of blood had completely lost its light, but the surface was still filled with a terrifying aura, and it seemed that there was amazing power inside.
The mysterious strong man breathed a sigh of relief, laughed, and regained a bit of contentment. He immediately stretched out his hand to grab the drop of blood, but his only hand only stretched out a few feet, and then stopped abruptly. The broken sword penetrated from the back of his neck at some point, and the sword energy bloomed, seeping into his body and shattering all his vitality.
"You..." Duan Qiu, controlled by the mysterious strong man, opened his mouth with difficulty and tried to explode himself. Unfortunately, he didn't even have the strength to do so, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
Suddenly there was a flash of light behind him, and Han Feng appeared, standing behind him, stabbing his neck with a sword, instantly killing his life.
When the aura of Duan Qiu, who had been seized by the mysterious strong man, completely disappeared, the drop of blood suddenly lit up, and a hidden momentum seemed to be about to burst out.
Han Feng had sharp eyesight and quick hands. He had already stretched out his other hand. In the flash of purple light, he quickly broke through the aura barrier that had just appeared on it. He grabbed it and closed his five fingers. There was a bang. As his energy was released, the palm of his hand touched it. bump together.
A powerful impact penetrated into his body, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant, and purple light burst out all over his body!
Just at this moment, the residual talisman in Han Feng's soul sea moved slightly, and he reacted extremely quickly. It emitted white light almost at the same time, covering his whole body in the blink of an eye, and seeping out on the palm of his hand, continuously entering the drop. Within the blood beads.
With a swoosh, the drop of blood disappeared without a trace.
Han Feng was slightly startled, regained his composure, and quickly immersed his consciousness into the sea of souls. Sure enough, he found that the drop of blood appeared in his sea of souls, but at this moment it had turned into a bloody figure, which was the same as before. The mysterious strong man, but he couldn't move at all. He was tied up like a rice dumpling with white light ropes, and the residual talisman was coiled above his head, with wisps of white light connected to it, flowing continuously. The Jedi extracted his bloody spiritual power, and the last fracture of the third branch on its surface slowly squirmed and healed.
"Boy, how did you sneak in? How did you know that I would come here?!" After roaring for a while, the mysterious strong man finally calmed down and looked at Han Feng's soul fire and asked.
Han Feng didn't expect to subdue the opponent so smoothly. Presumably Zan Fu's ability has also improved a lot. At this moment, when he heard the mysterious strong man's inquiry, he pondered for a while, and without concealing his original intention, he responded calmly: "I just wanted to get the spiritual liquid outside. I didn't expect you to come too, so I just took advantage of the situation. I had no choice but to It’s God’s will, so just accept your fate! But after all, you haven’t really died. There are still other essences and blood left in this secret world, right?”
"Hehe, you don't have to lie to me anymore. You will know later if there is any other essence and blood left!" The mysterious strong man suddenly sneered, did not answer, and said instead: "I think this is not God's will. It is purely this residual talisman that is guiding your behavior in a subtle way. Don't be too happy. Sooner or later, this thing will kill you. It is only temporarily staying in your body. After it fully recovers, who knows what will happen to you. What unexpected thing happened? Haha!"
Han Feng laughed, not minding what he said at all, and said slowly: "That's all for the future. We monks always act against nature. Who doesn't grow up on the blade? As long as it can be used now, then You have to hold on to it, it’s useless to say more!”
The figure of the mysterious powerful man became increasingly dim, with only a frame composed of golden soul threads remaining, supporting his figure like a skeleton. He stared at Han Feng for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said: "What a boy, at such a young age, he is very tolerant. I hope you can make it to the end! However, I will come to see you again." ! Next time, whether you can pass this level again is a matter of two opinions, so don’t be too proud, haha!”
His voice became quieter and quieter, and finally disappeared completely.
Remnant Talisman no longer needed to summon golden cicadas to devour his golden soul threads, but solved it on its own. His golden soul threads were slowly melted by the white flames, turning into wisps of golden light that penetrated into Remnant Talisman's body, causing it to The last fracture of the third branch line on the surface accelerates healing.
After a while, the golden soul silk skeleton of the mysterious powerhouse completely disappeared, and all turned into bursts of golden light that merged into the body of the remaining talisman, immediately merging the last fracture of its third branch.
In an instant, Han Feng almost fainted.
An earth-shattering breath burst out, instantly emanating from the orifices around its body, expanding infinitely, and in the blink of an eye it was out of the spherical space. The next moment, a white light vortex was formed at the bottom of the spiritual liquid lake, possessing extraordinary suction power. All the spiritual liquid poured in one after another, and merged into Han Feng's body within a few breaths. Finally, it gathered into the body of the remaining talisman in his soul sea, and swallowed it all up.
Not only that, the aura of the residual talisman continued to spread, and soon spread to the golden willow trees, even plundering the spiritual energy they absorbed. Then it continued to spread, went outside, stirred the entire spiritual mist, and formed a spiritual mist in mid-air. Another huge whirlpool roared.
But this was not the end of its aura coverage. It quickly spread to the entire oasis, and then covered dozens of oases with a radius of 300 miles, swallowing up all their spiritual mist, and only providing a incomplete talisman for use. !
For some reason, at this moment, Han Feng's consciousness seemed to be able to follow its aura and spread out. He saw many monks who were inexplicably frightened by the changes in the world. Many monks even prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling. But when they realized that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had become less, they were unscathed, and began to have other thoughts, looking around for the source of the sudden change of heaven and earth. Each one of them thought that a strange treasure had been born, and the news spread.
