Sure enough, after Han Feng put the light green Winter Spirit Pill into his mouth, the pill melted in his mouth. He almost didn't need to deliberately refine the potency. In an instant, it turned into bursts of warm current and penetrated into his limbs and bones. Let him feel comfortable all over, and the injuries in his body will recover quickly. Just this pill brought him to a near complete recovery.
He was greatly surprised, and secretly thought that if he had the opportunity in the future, he could try to practice the art of alchemy. Even if he was not talented enough and could not learn it, if he found great medicine in the future, he could not chew it indiscriminately. It would be a waste of natural resources.
If it is entrusted to an alchemist for refining, the potency of the medicine will be amplified tenfold or even a hundredfold, and the value will be maximized. Even if the alchemist has to be paid a considerable fee, it is better than swallowing it alive.
Then, he treasured the other two Winter Spirit Pills in his storage ring. Maybe one day, they would become his own life-saving pills, so they had to be taken care of.
Han Feng was in good condition at the moment and quickly ran towards the top minefield.
Just at this moment, there was a faint rumbling sound from above. It was obvious that the heroes were fighting, and it was extremely fierce.
Han Feng frowned slightly, silently running the Soul Refining Diamond Technique, restraining his breath, slowing down, and using the cover of the stone forest, he lurked up. Anyway, he didn't care about those thunder-attribute spiritual materials, so there was no need for him to get involved in this muddy water.
After a while, he was more than a hundred feet away from the minefield and could no longer move forward. Several sects in front were fighting in a melee. For some unknown reason, the fighting was extremely fierce. Blazing lights of various colors shone in all directions, and many monks fell. In the pool of blood, he never stood up again.
Upon seeing this, Han Feng quickly retreated quietly, bypassed the area, and walked to the left. However, he searched several places but could not find a place where no one was stationed.
After all, he had to go into the minefield to temper his body and needed an open space to exit to heal. If someone attacked him while he was healing, he would be in a passive situation.
He did not act rashly, gritted his teeth, and continued to look for an empty spot. He walked for more than twenty miles, and finally found no monks in a place where two black boulders of thirty or forty feet in size stood.
Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to bypass the boulder on the left and enter the minefield. Unexpectedly, he had just taken a step, and when he was still more than twenty feet away from the black boulder, a bright white lightning flashed. It shot out from the black boulder without any warning and struck him directly.
He was caught off guard and was immediately thrown away by the lightning. He fell several feet away and was numb all over. However, he was not seriously injured and got up after a short while.
"No wonder no one is stationed near here. This huge rock is clearly a lightning guide stone, and it can actually guide the lightning out of the minefield!" Han Feng looked at the two huge rocks and marveled. Not only was there no anger on his face, Instead, I was pleasantly surprised.
After he took a breath, he simply walked into the open space between the two boulders. Sure enough, after he stepped into it, the boulders burst out with lightning again and bombarded him. Not only one, but two, each of the two boulders on the left and right emitted a lightning. Attack.
Han Feng did not dodge and allowed the thunder and lightning to strike.
This time, he was on guard. Even if two lightning bolts struck him at the same time, he was not knocked away. His whole body crackled, and bursts of white light emitted from his body, spreading to the top of his head.
I don't know if the lightning here is not strong enough, or if his bottleneck is too strong, making him unable to break through.
He persisted for dozens of breaths and withstood nearly a hundred thunder and lightning strikes. The white light on his body could not pass through his eyes after all, which made him depressed.
He roared, took a sudden step, and with a swish, stepped into the minefield.
For some reason, even though this place is also on the edge of the minefield, the lightning here is a bit more powerful than elsewhere. A bolt of lightning as thick as a tail finger fell down, ignoring the distance in space, and hit Han Feng directly. , with a rumbling sound, his defensive light was shattered, and a large number of hot and bright lightning fragments penetrated into his body, destroying his body tissues wantonly, and twelve thick meridians were also severely burned.
Han Feng had a look of pain on his face. He gritted his teeth and persisted while running the Spirit Refining Diamond Technique with all his strength to refine these lightning fragments.
Next, in Han Feng's perception, he felt that time passed very slowly. Every time he was baptized by lightning, he felt as if a long time had passed, but in fact it was only a few breaths.
At the edge of this place, when Han Feng withstood forty or fifty lightning strikes one after another, the white light on his body finally started to move, gradually crossing his eyes, but finally stopped at his eyebrows, and appeared again and again. Unable to break through.
Han Feng secretly sighed, exited the minefield, and returned to the outside of the two black boulders. He was panting. He was not seriously injured. After pouring out a few ordinary healing pills and taking them, his body returned to its original state within a short while. Once again, he broke into the minefield vigorously. The difference is that this time he took out the broken sword to defend himself, and he didn't stop at the edge area, but moved deeper.
He was very fast, and he rushed into the minefield more than ten feet away without even taking a breath. However, the lightning here was even faster, with a roar and a flash of white light before it fell down.
What's even more terrifying is that the lightning in this position is stronger and larger, as big as a baby's arm. It shines in all directions, dispersing the gray mist, and hits Han Feng's body with rolling power.
In an instant, this bolt of lightning penetrated his defense of the Broken Sword Light, then broke through his protective white light, and broke straight into his body.
Han Feng said "Wow" and spat out a mouthful of blood. There was a crackling sound in the blood. Even with his current strength, he could not withstand such a blow.
His eyes were red, and he managed to hold on. With the help of the magical power of the Soul Refining Diamond Art, he refined the current and transformed it into special and strong spiritual power, which nourished his body and made him feel better. Come.
At the same time, the white light on his body became intense again, finally crossing his brow and moving a little towards his forehead.
"Boom..."
A deafening sound resounded in the dim clouds, and then a large white light passed by, extremely dazzling, illuminating an area of dozens of feet below, like daylight.
Suddenly, two bolts of lightning as thick as a baby's arm fell down at the same time, chopping down like a machete.
Han Feng's brows jumped. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous at this moment, but in order to improve his strength, he didn't care so much. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when he would get such an opportunity again!
Fight!
He roared, and white light bloomed all over his body. At the same time, he held the broken sword tightly with both hands, and madly poured his true energy into it, bursting out with a more powerful sword light, forming a multi-layered defense.
