After Han Feng's true energy recovered, his strength greatly increased. No matter how many funnel-shaped air currents dropped from the sky or how many earth line ghosts appeared, they could no longer block his pace. He just pushed forward and killed him. I don't know how many leyline ghosts harvested a staggering amount of leyline crystals, and finally managed to leave this deserted grassland.
A large river appeared in front of it. It was not very wide, only eighty or ninety feet long, but its water was as black as ink and emitted bursts of black light, which made people feel sick.
Han Feng had to stop. Fortunately, the earth line ghosts behind him did not dare to pursue them. They were still hundreds of feet away from the river, and they stopped abruptly. It seemed that the river was like a natural chasm, emitting a black light. Like the power of God, it firmly intimidates them and prevents them from coming over.
Han Feng's face became serious, and he released his soul power to explore, but the black light emitted by the river seemed to corrode the soul power, and it would never come back. He was so frightened that he quickly gave up that touch of soul power and took back the rest. Dare to act rashly!
He looked towards the opposite bank and found that there was a huge mountain in the distance, which seemed to be a mountainous area. The river spread along its edge to both sides, with no end in sight.
Obviously, he couldn't go around, otherwise he wouldn't know how long it would take to reach the other side.
He pondered for a while, then took a few steps toward the river, trying to see if he could rush directly to it. However, he found that as soon as Fang came within a hundred feet of the river, a unique force emerged, seeming to crush and push it away.
Moreover, there were waves of corrosive power coming, like a red iron trying to burn his skin, but it had no effect on his clothes at all.
He had no impulse and retreated.
Han Feng lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly flew into the air and tried to rush through the air. Miraculously, the pressure he received in the air was greater, but the corrosive force was smaller.
He retreated again without forcing his way in.
Han Feng silently took out two top-quality spiritual stones and continued to absorb the pure spiritual energy inside them, quickly replenishing his lost true energy and physical strength.
More than half an hour later, the top-quality spiritual stones in his hand changed for several rounds. At this time, the two top-quality spiritual stones in his hands turned into powder again, and he finally returned to his perfect state.
This is because the wealth of Fu Shang and others he killed is enough to support his consumption. Otherwise, with his current strength, just relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth or ordinary spiritual stones, it may take several days to fully recover.
Han Feng looked up at the gray and gloomy sky, and then looked at the river. After pondering for a while, he knew that he could not delay it any longer, so he immediately walked over.
Soon, he entered within a hundred feet of the edge of the river. Wave-like pressure overlapped from all directions, and bursts of corrosive power surged in, as if to completely defeat him.
A layer of golden light condensed on his body, and the dragon's shadow emerged, firmly protecting himself, but the strong force still made him pause step by step, leaving behind inch-deep footprints on the ground!
At this moment, he seemed to be carrying ten mountains on his back!
Not long after, he began to sweat faintly on his forehead, and drops of sweat slid down his cheeks, but in an instant, they were evaporated into wisps of white clouds by the golden light of the body protection.
After half a cup of tea, he had only moved forward a distance of more than twenty feet, but the pressure became more and more powerful. If I want to use a metaphor, he was carrying ten mountains on his back before, but now he is carrying fifteen. Seated!
Not only that, the bursts of corrosive power were like thousands of red-hot sharp knives stabbing him, causing pain all over his body. The Spiritual Refining Diamond Art in his body started to operate on its own, and a layer of bloody light emerged above the golden light, blocking it. These corrosive forces faintly inspired circles of red lines in the air, making a sizzling sound.
He gritted his teeth and persisted. Time passed slowly, and he walked slower and slower.
When he reached a distance of sixty feet, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. There was no longer a river running across the front, but it was completely black!
Great power is coming, and the corrosion is like a tide!
Han Feng's body was shaken, his feet were shaking, and he could no longer move even half a step. He was in a dilemma!
His soul power was scattered, and he could not explore any direction at all. It was as if he was trapped in a closed space isolated from the world. He couldn't help but feel panic, and a helplessness emerged from the bottom of his heart. Cold sweat fell like rain, and he was covered by the golden light outside him. The bloody light evaporated into bursts of white mist.
He did not give up, and used all his strength. The Tianlong Qi Control Technique and the Soul Refining Diamond Technique in his body were running wildly, pushing away the huge pressure from the outside, blocking the corrosive power around him, exerting force on his legs, and finally took a step back.
In an instant, everything returned to normal, the dark world disappeared, the river in front continued to flow quietly, and the pressure and corrosive force around him also weakened by most, giving Han Feng a feeling of being reborn.
Sweat profusely!
He felt extremely comfortable. He hadn't felt this way for a long time, as if his whole body felt relaxed.
What's even more amazing is that black stains appeared on his body at some point. It was the remaining impurities in his body that made him stronger through further menstrual cleansing.
"Is it possible that this place is also a unique training place?" Han Feng frowned and guessed involuntarily.
He thought about it again and felt that it was unlikely. It probably had a lot to do with the technique he practiced. It needed external force to polish it. It was the same as the thunder and lightning tempering the body on the top of the mountain before, but here. Become more radical and violent. However, no matter what, since it can help him gain something, of course he has to continue trying.
After taking a deep breath, he took another step forward, letting the huge force come and letting the corrosive power drown him.
Han Feng persisted for seven breaths. When he finally felt a sense of exhaustion, he used all his strength to take a step back and return to the normal world.
He gasped for air, and this time the effect was more obvious. More scum flowed out of his body. It was black and smelly, slightly bloodshot, and it was uncomfortable to look at it.
Naturally, he wouldn't care and took the time to regain his strength. After half a stick of incense, he stepped into that dark world again and endured all kinds of torture!
Time flew by, and five or six hours passed like this.
Han Feng went in and out of the sixty-foot distance dozens of times over and over again, becoming more and more proficient. Finally, he basically got used to the pressure. After he entered, he took a step forward and endured a more powerful training!
Han Feng completely lost the bitter feeling of breaking through the level, and instead began to enjoy the grinding, various pressures and corrosive forces. For him, it was simply a great tonic, the more the merrier, and he would not refuse anyone who came!
Unknowingly, after three days, he successfully stepped within the ninety-foot range.
