The lightning was so fast that in less than half the blink of an eye, the two thunderbolts struck at Han Feng's multi-layered defenses. With a loud roar, his defenses exploded one by one.
Han Feng opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of blood, but he still did not choose to withdraw. He took a deep breath, and the white light on his body became even brighter. Even under the strange mist, it still shined in all directions, as bright as day.
The Soul Refining Diamond Art in his body was activated to the extreme, and the lightning that was wrapped around his body was quickly absorbed by it. Wisps of vigorous vitality grew out of his body, healing a large number of injuries in his body. His momentum did not decrease but increased. The white light completely crossed the brow, expanded to the middle of the forehead, and was obviously accelerating towards the top of the head.
But at this moment, three thicker thunderbolts fell in the sky again, close to the thickness of two baby arms. The energy fluctuations were extremely large, and the mist shot out and spread out in all directions, making a rumbling sound.
Han Feng's soul power was always blooming. He noticed such a change immediately and his heart tightened. However, he could not retreat and could only press forward.
As he was thinking, the broken sword in his hand suddenly came out and floated in the air, opening up a large piece of thick light that blocked the top of his head like a giant umbrella.
Three rays of thunder and lightning came pouring out, and in an instant they fell on the light umbrella spread out by Broken Sword. They immediately aroused a series of firelights. The lightning and stone fire flashed together, shooting out in all directions, leaving scorched black marks on the surrounding ground.
A crisp sound of "pop" suddenly spread. After all, the light of the broken sword could not resist the power of these thunder and lightning. The light umbrella completely shattered and then became invisible.
The three thunderbolts weakened a little, continued to snake down like giant snakes, and directly hit Han Feng's protective white light, erupting with a loud bang.
Han Feng's body was bent, as if his whole body was bearing the pressure of three mountains at the same time!
"ah……"
He screamed and stood upright suddenly. Although veins appeared on his hands and neck, he did not spit out any blood this time. His whole body was as blazing as the scorching sun, and the bright white light filled an eight-foot radius, scattering a large amount of blood floating around. The lightning was absorbed one after another and transformed into bursts of special spiritual power at an unprecedented speed, tempering his body, especially his head!
The white light has already crossed the forehead, squeezing the last purple light area on the top of the head, and converging towards the Baihui point!
At this last moment, the formation seemed to be working. Dark clouds appeared from above, covering a radius of more than ten feet. Almost all the lightning in a small area was mobilized, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into nine giant lightnings that were three inches thick. It was as blazing as nine white flames, and the spiritual energy was creaking and bursting with strange lights, colorful and brilliant.
Han Feng looked at this strange scenery, but he didn't feel the slightest appreciation. But at this moment, there was no other better way. He could only accelerate the white light on the surface of the body to converge at Baihui Point, completing the Great Consummation!
As soon as this thought flashed across his mind, nine thunder flames from the sky descended, drowning him with a strange aura of colorful light.
There was no earth-shattering sound, and it was unclear whether Han Feng could bear it. Except for a few scoffs occasionally, there was no other movement.
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a long time, but also like a moment.
This strange light suddenly shrank, as if it was swallowed by some huge force. It was extremely fast, with a soft "pop" sound, it shrank by more than half, and then disappeared completely in a few breaths, revealing a large pit, and the bottom of the pit was quiet. A figure stood quietly, it was Han Feng!
I saw that there was no light all over his body, not even a trace of white light or purple light!
Just at this moment, another lightning bolt as thick as a baby's arm appeared in the sky, falling straight down and hitting Han Feng with his eyes closed!
Han Feng suddenly opened his eyes, with a dazzling brilliance in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and punched out, hitting the thunder and lightning hard.
There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy, just air rolling up and invisible force spurting out. In an instant, the thunder and lightning was shattered into pieces, scattered into hundreds of strands, falling like rain, flying in the air.
Han Feng's body surface flashed with crystal luster, and all the thunder and lightning fragments poured into his body like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea, making his eyes shine brightly, as if he had swallowed delicious food.
However, he did not stay here any longer. After jumping out of the pit, he rushed directly to the nearest spiritual flower.
It looks like a chrysanthemum, as big as a face, and extremely white. It has a transparent light shield on the outside. It seems shallow, but it can be chopped by lightning and remain motionless. It can also automatically absorb the scattered lightning fragments. It seems to be using thunder and lightning as nourishment.
Han Feng approached it without any hesitation, and directly struck out with his palm. The crystal luster passed by, and he slashed on its light shield with force like a knife. It immediately aroused a brilliant brilliance, but it was fleeting and he couldn't help it. Break through its defenses.
"Bang bang bang..."
Han Feng waved his palm like a knife, and attacks that were enough to crush a hill fell on it, but they could not break through its light shield.
"call out!"
Suddenly, this "chrysanthemum"-shaped spiritual flower suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance, and a blazing lightning suddenly shot out from the stamen. It was as small as chopsticks, but extremely strong. It rushed towards it with great power, and it rushed over in an instant. In front of Han Feng.
too fast!
Han Feng had no time to dodge, so he had to subconsciously cross his hands to form a layer of crystal clear light film, which was about ten feet in size, blocking his front.
"Boom!"
When the lightning and the light film it laid came into contact, they made a huge noise, and extremely powerful air waves splashed in all directions, scraping terrifying ravines on the ground. Each ravine was several feet wide and spread out in a scattered direction. Unfold and extend to dozens of feet away.
Han Feng took three steps back before he could stabilize his trembling body. He was about to continue rushing forward, trying to break through the opponent's defense, but at this moment, the opponent once again sprayed out a thinner lightning, but it was powerful enough. It has more than doubled.
He gritted his teeth and had to avoid the edge for a while, and quickly retreated while punching one after another.
The strength of his fist was like a tide, which effectively blocked this slender lightning for a breath, allowing him to completely exit the minefield, walk away, and escape completely.
After he left, the spirit flower returned to calmness, no longer spraying out terrifying lightning, and continued to absorb the thunder and lightning falling from the sky.
Han Feng stood between two boulders and was struck by lightning without any harm. He looked at the spirit flower from a distance and felt a little regretful, but he also knew that even with his greatly increased strength, he would not be able to successfully pick it.
