Speaking of which, this fake elixir realm is very strange. It is between the realm of elixir formation and the perfection of returning to the source. It can be regarded as a transitional stage before entering the realm of elixir formation, but it is completely different from the realm of returning to the source. It has powerful strength. Many, depending on the person, some monks can even be more than twice as strong as the state of Guiyuan Perfection.
Seeing this situation, Han Feng felt a little anxious. If the opponent was stronger, it would be more difficult for him to succeed in the attack. If he missed it again this time, it would be difficult to find the opportunity.
Fortunately, Ran Lintian's aura was still in the fake elixir state and did not go up to the next level, which made Han Feng feel a little relieved. However, Han Feng no longer dared to unscrupulously release his soul power to observe him carefully. He only followed silently from a distance, waiting for opportunities.
After Ran Lintian enters the realm of fake elixirs, perhaps his sense of consciousness will be more acute. Even if his soul power is not as good as his own, there is no guarantee that he will not be able to detect abnormalities.
Time flew by, and another day and night passed unknowingly. Ran Lintian landed again, hid in the dense forest, and stopped under a big tree.
He sat cross-legged and resumed his breathing.
In less than a cup of tea, just when he had just recovered to his best condition and his defensiveness had dropped to the lowest level, a series of punches came from above him without warning, and the tree crown was shattered in an instant. He was also affected by these. The punch was overwhelmed.
He was so frightened and furious that blood surged from his body, and he tried his best to resist the intrusion of punches, but these punches were so overbearing, like the roar of a tiger, that they kept scattering his own blood, causing him to cough up blood from the corners of his mouth.
At this moment, his body seemed to be trapped in a vast ocean, with no way to break out except to resist.
It sounds complicated, but in fact, all I heard was his roar, which was then covered by a violent explosion. A large crater nearly a hundred feet wide appeared where he was, and dust rose into the sky and danced all over the sky.
A figure flashed in the sky, dressed in a green robe, and it was Han Feng.
As soon as he appeared, without any hesitation, he punched out again, still the Overlord Fist, which rumbled into the big pit below. The infinite fist intention that filled the world once again made the big pit expand, to a full size of two meters. The size of more than a hundred feet just stopped.
Countless stones flew into the sky, leading to thousands of cloud paths, making loud noises.
However, Han Feng did not show any excitement about the successful attack, because a ball of blood suddenly appeared in the pit, slowly rose up, and in one breath, suddenly expanded to a size of hundreds of feet, turning into a human-shaped shadow. Fuzzy, blood-red all over, the aura is as majestic as the mountains and the sea, forcing all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to retreat, forming a violent wind, destroying patches of woods.
Han Feng's body flashed and he retreated 800 feet away. He stared at the human figure solemnly. He felt an invisible force constantly oppressing him, making him vaguely feel as if he was carrying tens of millions of kilograms of weight. of huge mountains.
This is not an actual attack, it is just a momentum, the innate power of heaven and earth of this humanoid shadow!
"How dare you sneak up on me and seek death!" Ran Lintian's voice came from the human figure, looking extremely resentful.
As soon as he finished speaking, he controlled the humanoid figure and slapped it with one palm. It was like a sea sweeping in, with unlimited potential and turbulence, directly blocking all Han Feng's escape routes.
Han Feng had no choice but to fight. He punched again, and it was still the Tyrant Fist. He fought with him with overwhelming fist power. There was a bang, but he was no match for the opponent's power. The intention of the fist was broken, but it was also consumed. The power of this palm.
Han Feng easily neutralized its lingering power, then dodged away and with a wave of his hand, patches of black fire marks emerged out of thin air, whizzing towards the opponent like huge moths.
"The light of fireflies dares to compete with the sun and the moon!" Ran Lintian's arrogant voice penetrated, controlling the humanoid shadow, and slapped away twenty or thirty black fire seals.
However, there were still three black fire marks falling on its palm, and there was a burst of explosions, which actually blasted holes into it. What was even more terrifying was that those black fires burned everything and soon spread to It's the whole palm.
Ran Lintian was deeply surprised and did not dare to rely on him to extinguish the black flame with blood light.
Han Feng was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the seven-inch black fire seal was so powerful that it could even burn the blood.
He immediately waved his hands, white light shone between his brows, pure soul power seeped out, and without the need to perform a hand seal, a large number of black fire seals appeared out of thin air. In one breath, nearly thirty more black fire seals appeared, hula la. rush towards each other.
The opponent is too big and is simply a living target, allowing him to attack anywhere.
Ran Lintian roared angrily, and suddenly controlled the giant humanoid shadow to shrink and dodge away. At the same time, he made seals with both hands. A sky-reaching blood sword soon appeared behind him, soared into the air, came to Han Feng's approach, and slashed it down in the air. .
Another force came, sealing off the world, leaving Han Feng unable to escape and had to deal with it.
Han Feng raised his hands, and giant bloody tigers appeared all over his body, as if opening up the world, and finally grew to a size of four hundred feet, blocking this sword that reaches the sky!
There was a loud rumble, and a torrential wave of weather was set off. All kinds of strange lights shone, and the forest land with a radius of nearly a thousand feet was completely destroyed and turned into a mess.
The giant bloody tiger transformed by Han Feng also lost a front paw under this sword, but the Sword of Heaven was also broken, and finally collapsed and turned into a dot of afterglow.
At this moment, Ran Lintian suddenly turned around and ran away, driving the humanoid shadow, thousands of feet away in one step, at extremely fast speed.
He felt bitter in his heart. If the opponent had chased and attacked him a day earlier, he would have been able to use more powerful tricks, but now most of the power of that drop of true blood has been absorbed by him and transformed into his own strength. Although Under the blood light, he looked like he had entered the realm of fake elixir. In fact, it was just an appearance. In his true state, he had just entered the realm of the late stage of Guiyuan. He was still far away from the real realm of fake elixir. There is a long distance.
When he was attacked before, if he hadn't used the secret technique in time, he might have been crippled by Han Feng's two domineering punches in a row. Even so, he still suffered a lot of trauma, and his strength could only be used at seven levels. Just done.
He originally thought of bluffing, condensing the most powerful humanoid shadow, and launching a series of powerful attacks to make Han Feng retreat in fear, so that he could take the opportunity to slip away.
But he never expected that Han Feng was so powerful that he could withstand several of his fierce attacks and even counterattack slightly. Especially those black flames made him afraid.
It's not that he didn't have some talismans and rare treasures on his body, but unfortunately these things took a lot of time to use. He had no time to use them. At this moment, seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately ran away.
