Han Feng ran wildly, and in a few flashes he was hundreds of feet away from the Colorful Sword Cloud Tree and disappeared into the mist.
He did not relax at all. Even though his body was exhausted at the moment, he gritted his teeth and kept running, trying to enter deeper into the mist and avoid the pursuit of the colorful sword cloud trees.
However, things went against his expectations. Just as he was escaping more than a thousand feet away, a colorful sword light suddenly flashed in front of him, blocking his way.
Regardless of his physical injuries, Han Feng raised his hand again and punched a fist with milky white light. He still exuded amazing momentum and was extremely domineering, just like the emperor came to the world. A large amount of spiritual energy gathered and transformed into an attack like a wave. In an instant, dozens of colorful sword lights were destroyed in front of him, but the fist of milky white light was also annihilated and dissipated.
Han Feng stopped suddenly and looked around with a look of alertness on his face, but he did not take action rashly. He took a deep breath and silently relied on the heat that emerged from time to time in his body to heal his wounds.
He knew that this heat flow was innate energy. It would appear whenever he was seriously injured. It could be said to be a great healing medicine. Just a short while ago, his broken hands miraculously recovered, and he could also use it. This airflow formed the prototype of the Overlord Fist. Although there were still many flaws, the power was jaw-dropping. Each punch was no less than the peak blow of a strong man in the mid-Guiyuan period.
"Innate Qi..."
A murmuring voice came from the mist again.
The next moment, a bloody light ball formed by the colorful sword cloud tree appeared out of thin air in front of Han Feng, less than ten feet away, high up, a pair of white eyes staring at Han Feng, as if to see through him.
Han Feng's soul power was released. He saw it and heard the murmuring voice. He was surprised that it would take the initiative to transmit the message.
The eyes of the colorful sword cloud tree suddenly emitted a snow-white light, which spread instantly and covered several feet in radius. Although the area was not large, when it fell in Han Feng's eyes, it caused a huge shock, and a strange power came out of thin air. Within his soul sea, the entire soul sea began to turmoil, causing him to quickly fall into chaos. His whole spirit became confused, his body swayed, and he slowly walked towards the colorful sword cloud tree. go.
After a while, he walked five or six feet away. He didn't feel anything and continued to move forward. The colorful sword cloud tree slowly descended, its eyes still continuously emitting snow-white light, like a huge whirlpool tempting him to plunge into it.
Unknowingly, Han Feng was only about ten feet away from the other party, and when he was almost touching the snow-white light, a spiritual light suddenly appeared from the depths of his soul sea, grew rapidly, and turned into a small piece of white light in an instant. The talisman condensed out of it, silently shielding the opponent's magical power, and was not discovered by the colorful sword cloud tree.
Of course, the residual talisman did not awaken Han Feng's consciousness and allowed him to continue to sink.
Immediately afterwards, Han Feng took a few more steps and threw himself into the snow-white gaze emanating from the colorful sword cloud tree. His body actually floated up uncontrollably.
At this moment, Wucai Jianyunshu stretched out his hands, and his five fingers suddenly turned into a cluster of five-color filaments, which wrapped around his body in the blink of an eye. However, it was hindered by his purple skin, and it took a while before he could get in. , but there are also many obstacles and progress is very slow.
The snow-white light in the eyes of the colorful sword cloud became even brighter, and began to gather in the center of Han Feng's eyebrows, piercing in like a sword, completely ignoring his purple-skinned defense, sinking into it like water and mist, filling him instantly The whole sea of souls.
"I want your body!"
As the snow-white gaze of the Colorful Sword Cloud Tree penetrated into Han Feng's soul sea, its consciousness also descended there, and it was about to start seizing the body.
At this moment, the light of the residual talisman surged, covering Han Feng's entire soul sea and even his entire body in an instant. What caught the Colorful Sword Cloud Tree by surprise was that the white light of the residual talisman was extremely domineering, destroying everything with its snow-white gaze. They were all submerged, and what was even more terrifying was that the residual talisman followed the clues and began to invade its body along its five-colored filaments.
The white light of the remaining talisman flowed like electricity and penetrated into the body of the Colorful Sword Cloud Tree in an instant. The speed was so fast that it had no chance of escaping. It was tightly bound and could no longer move at all.
Although the colorful sword cloud tree couldn't move, it still struggled desperately, bursting out with brilliant colorful lights, transforming into dazzling sword lights, shooting out randomly, leading out cloud paths, flying with energy and rolling power. Fortunately, Han Feng's body was now firmly protected by the white light of the residual talisman, otherwise it would have been difficult to avoid being stabbed into holes.
The white light emitted from the remaining talisman was like substance. It pulled violently and slowly pulled the colorful sword cloud tree in front of Han Feng, and continued to compress its body.
The colorful sword cloud tree was naturally resisting desperately, bursting out layers of colorful light, whirring, and the snow-white light emitted by its white eyes condensed, turning into a short sword only about a foot long, with a hiss, When it slashed down, it didn't hit Han Feng's body, but its own five-colored filaments.
The sound of snapping suddenly sounded one after another, the five-colored filaments broke, and the colorful sword cloud tree lost contact with Han Feng's body.
However, its actions were of no help. The white light of the remaining talisman had now penetrated into its core area through its gaze. With a sudden breath, a large amount of vitality flowed out of its body and poured into Han Feng's body through the air. In the sea of souls, all were swallowed up by the remaining talismans.
"W-what on earth are you?!" The colorful sword cloud tree was frightened and intermittently conveyed such mental fluctuations. Soon it would no longer be able to make such a sound, and even its consciousness was about to disappear.
Naturally, the remnant talisman would not answer its question, and kept sucking it in. Like a whale sucking water, it quickly drained its vitality, making it shriveled, and its colorful glory dimmed, leaving no trace of brilliance. Even some of its transformed forms were unable to support it, and its limbs and even its head shrank back one after another.
After a while, the blood-colored light ball unfolded and slowly fell to the ground. It suddenly shook and was knocked back to its original shape, turning into a small tree. It was just that it was no longer colorful, but light gray and nutritious. Bad look.
The remnant talisman also retracted the white light at this time, flashed slightly, and an extremely pure energy fed back, pouring on Han Feng's soul fire like fertilization, immediately making it much stronger, as if adding fuel to the fire, making it His soul fire soared to a height of more than ten feet, burning blazingly. Strange fluctuations spread, and his soul sea expanded accordingly. It broke through the range of three thousand feet in an instant, and then continued to expand. After a while, it reached four It stopped when it was more than a thousand feet, and it increased several times.
