After a while, the Dead Flower came over from behind, came to Han Feng's side, and stood aside quietly, calmly.
Han Feng looked back at her and immediately asked, "Can you still sense her presence?"
"Yes, it can still be sensed." The Necromancer Flower nodded and responded.
"That's awesome. You won't leave pollen on me, right? Then I'll be very insecure, hehe!" Han Feng said with a playful smile.
"No way, you have been hiding in the dark, illusory, how could I have the chance to sprinkle pollen on you at that time!" Necromancer Flower smiled slightly and said seriously.
Han Feng smiled, regardless of whether she was telling the truth or not, anyway, she already recognized herself as the master, and they were involved in soul power. They had a huge connection with each other, and they could sense each other even if they were thousands of miles apart. I'm not worried about whether she left pollen on me.
Of course, the two of them do not have a strong master-slave relationship. In fact, they only formed a soul power blending technique. However, Han Feng is a powerful soul cultivator in the subtle realm and has more initiative than the other party. If the other party has evil intentions, If he really wanted to attack him secretly, he would be able to detect it in advance, otherwise he would not dare to keep her by his side.
It should be noted that this guy is an old monster who has lived for I don’t know how many years, but he has never been able to successfully transform. He is not a simple-minded master. When you look at her treatment of those golden little macaques, you know that she is also a vicious person. generation.
If Han Feng didn't need her now, he really wouldn't want to take this risk.
"Then let's go. Find her as soon as possible while she is seriously injured and hasn't recovered yet. Once she recovers, it will be even more difficult to deal with." Han Feng said while looking at the Dead Flower.
The Necromancer Flower nodded and immediately flew to the northwest. Han Feng followed closely behind and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
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Long Min flashed out of nothingness and vomited a large mouthful of blood. She was teleported thousands of miles and endured the huge force of space squeezing. She was already seriously injured and naturally suffered more injuries. She wouldn't have passed out if she hadn't just passed out. She is great.
Panting, she quickly landed and hid in a dense jungle below. She sat cross-legged under a short tree. Regardless of her disheveled clothes and blood-stained face, she immediately took out a light yellow pill. Next, it was quickly refined. Her pale face was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually became rosy. Her aura became stronger and stronger, and she no longer felt like she would fall down at any time.
This is her background as a direct disciple of a large sect. No matter how serious the injury is, she can recover quickly as long as she does not die.
Of course, this is not completely without cost. Repeated use of such pills will overly stimulate her own potential, which will damage her foundation and affect her subsequent development.
She felt that after taking the pill that increased speed and the pill that restored vitality, her meridians seemed to have shrunk a lot, which was definitely a manifestation of side effects. She didn't know how much work it would take to make up for it in the future, or even It will delay the time for her to form a pill.
"Han Feng, I remember you!" Long Min cursed fiercely.
After a while, she completely recovered and was full of energy. Without stopping for a moment, she immediately jumped into the air, slightly changed her direction, and headed due east.
She was so smart, how could she not know that the Necromancer Flower had left a mark on her body, otherwise Han Feng would not have been able to find her traces so accurately.
However, she used many methods but could not find out what the dead flower had done to her body. Since she didn't even know what it was, she couldn't even think about getting rid of it.
She even used the purple light of the Eight Dragons Pearl Tray to cover up and changed a whole set of clothes in the air, but she felt that it would have no effect. If the imprint of the Necromancer Flower could be removed so easily, then she would be looking down on the Necromancer Flower's ability.
She calmed down a little and simply ignored the matter. She focused on flying. She could escape as far as she could. As long as she waited until the death trial was over, she could use that special token to teleport out and get there. At that time, he had to call the elders to execute Han Feng.
She couldn't tolerate the existence of the other party. Han Feng was too evil. He had many secret arts at a young age and was a heaven-level returnee. If he was allowed to grow up, he would definitely become a giant, and then her sect would be in trouble again. There is one more opponent, and she will be in danger. After all, hatred has been forged, and Han Feng is expected to not let her go!
Time flies, and a day and a night pass before you know it.
Early the next morning, Han Feng was still flying in the sky without stopping at all. He had been flying for more than ten hours, but his eyes looking into the distance became deeper and deeper.
During this period of time, he and the Necromancer Flower had inevitably been harassed by a large number of yuan beasts and even some monks, but they were all casually killed by the two of them.
Especially the monks were as frightened as if they had seen a ghost. Many even knelt down and begged for mercy, but Han Feng ignored them and killed them all!
If they had been tougher, Han Feng might have considered sparing their lives, but it was a pity that they did not understand the situation clearly.
Originally, the Dead Flower wanted to devour the corpses of these monks as well, but Han Feng was unwilling and casually burned them to ashes.
After all, they were still members of the human race, and he didn't want them to become the prey of the Necromancer Flower. That would be too much.
The Necromancer Flower didn't matter, she casually spread out a large piece of white light, refining all the corpses of the beasts and turning them into nourishment for her.
"How far are we from that cunning little girl?" Han Feng asked in a deep voice.
"There should still be four to five hundred miles away. She has been running away. If we had not been blocked by those Yuan beasts or monks, we might have caught up with her. Of course, my speed is only a little faster than hers. If If you could pursue alone, you might have caught up long ago." The aura of the Necromancer who was leading the way seemed to have become a little stronger, and now he turned around and responded lightly.
"It doesn't matter, good things come to pass. I don't believe that I can't catch up with her. After all, I'm so good to her, right? Hehe!" Han Feng showed a joking look on his face again.
The Dead Flower rolled her eyes, as if she was already used to Han Feng's quick-changing character, turned around, and walked quickly in silence.
Han Feng's smile faded, he stopped joking, and quietly followed the Dead Flower at a rapid speed.
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Long Min frowned. Although she didn't know the reason, she always felt that someone was chasing behind her. She couldn't help but look back from time to time. She spread her soul power across a large area, but she didn't find anything. On the contrary, it was those Yuan beasts. He was a little bit impatient towards her, but she suppressed it by releasing a little bit of spiritual pressure.
