"puff……"
Like a balloon being punctured, a strange sound spread, and the small ball of green light left by the old monster in gray quickly disappeared, and was completely absorbed by the remaining talisman in Han Feng's body.
Han Feng looked inside and found that two more branch lines had been repaired on the surface of the residual talisman. Even the twelfth branch line had nearly half of the gap completed. Obviously, the old man in gray also made a big difference to it. He also I never expected that this old guy, who looked like a ghost, contained such majestic vitality in his body.
It's just that the green light is a bit weird. Once it is deployed, it can greatly increase the strength of the old monster in gray. I don't know if it belongs to his unique blood.
At this moment, the remnant talisman flashed slightly, then suddenly put away all the white light, then hid, and disappeared again.
"Wow!"
Murong Xue suddenly opened her mouth and vomited a large mouthful of black blood. Her face was like gold paper. Her injuries seemed to be more serious. Her body was shaky and she was about to fall down.
Han Feng quickly withdrew from the state of internal vision, turned around, supported Murong Xue, took out a large amount of healing elixir and tried to give it to her, but she declined.
Murong Xue took a strong breath, took out a bright yellow pill and swallowed it. After that, her complexion improved slightly and she was able to float alone. Obviously, her pill was also extremely valuable, but it was naturally not as good as the Zhenyuan Pill that Ling Fen had given her before.
"You don't need to hold me up, I'm fine!" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows, glanced at him, slightly pulled away from his right hand, and said calmly.
Han Feng looked slightly embarrassed and turned his eyes to look at the layers of ghostly aura still surrounding him. His eyes flickered and he felt a little strange in his heart.
Logically speaking, the old monster in gray has been turned into ashes, and the ghost energy sealing technique he used should also disappear, but this ghost thing still exists intact.
A moment ago, Han Feng relied on the invisibility ability of the residual talisman to lurk in. Now that the residual talisman has retreated into the depths of his soul sea, he naturally cannot escape using the same tricks.
"How are we going to get out now?" Murong Xue was silent for a while and then suddenly asked. The ghost aura of Netherworld Palm still remained in her body. Being in this environment filled with ghost aura made her feel a little uncomfortable.
Han Feng seemed to know this. He looked back at her and said, "Let me see if I can break it!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist tightly, and violently punched out the Tyrant Fist against the ghostly wall on the side. The invisible force of the fist swept out in an instant, like a fierce tiger coming out of its cage. It hit the ghost energy curtain wall hard, erupting with a loud rumbling sound, deafening and powerful, setting off clouds and streaks of light.
The ghost energy curtain wall shook for a while, and a large amount of ghost energy escaped, and then was eliminated by the power of the Tyrant Fist. Soon a vortex appeared in the middle, gradually expanding, and one could not breathe, and passed through, A hole several feet in size was formed, connected to the outside world, and the gray sky outside could be seen from a distance.
Han Feng was stunned for a moment, and he did not expect that the ghostly energy curtain wall could be broken so easily. Perhaps without the blessing of the old monster in gray, its power had become much weaker, so it was broken by him with one punch.
"Let's go!" Han Feng's brows moved slightly. Seeing that the hole was healing quickly, he immediately reacted and turned around to greet Murong Xue. However, he did not take the initiative to leave first, but looked at her and asked her to retreat first.
Murong Xue nodded, endured the severe pain caused by the ghost energy in her body, and rushed out quickly.
Han Feng followed closely behind, and in an instant he traveled through the past and arrived in the sky outside.
"Sister Murong, Han Feng!"
As soon as Han Feng came out, he suddenly heard Ling Fen's shout. He turned around and looked behind him. Sure enough, Ling Fen, Long Min and the Dead Flower had all come over, and they were standing next to the large ghostly curtain wall.
The Necromancer Flower opened its mouth and sprayed out wisps of white light, which stuck to the ghost aura curtain wall like a spider web, constantly sucking in the black ghost aura.
Han Feng's heart moved and he thought to himself: "No wonder the ghostly aura curtain wall has become so weak. It turns out that the flower demon is sucking in a lot of surrounding ghostly aura!"
He watched the aura of the Necromancer Flower gradually getting stronger, and became wary. He calmly took out a large handful of pills and drank them, silently restoring his true energy and physical strength.
"Sister Murong, are you okay?" Ling Fen suddenly rushed to Murong Xue's side and supported her, but she stumbled and almost fell.
Han Feng was slightly surprised and quickly came to her side, looking at her with concern.
"It's okay, I'll just go down and rest for a while!" Murong Xue shook her head, and gently broke away from Ling Fen's hands, quickly landed on the ground, and sat cross-legged on the spot, the sword light flashing on her body, constantly suppressing It is responsible for the growth and chaos of ghost energy in the body.
"Ling Fen, go see my senior sister!" Han Feng looked at Ling Fen who was stunned for a moment and reminded him.
Ling Fen came back to her senses, smiled slightly, and immediately landed next to Murong Xue, guarding her.
Long Min didn't dare to stay with Han Feng. When he was about to follow Ling Fen down, he was suddenly stopped by Han Feng.
"Fairy, why are you so afraid of facing me!" Han Feng glanced at her and said lightly.
"No way!" Long Min glared at him and was about to continue landing.
"Fairy, don't leave in a hurry. You should stay with me, but don't disturb my senior sister!" Han Feng said coldly.
"What do you mean?!" Long Min looked back at Han Feng, a flash of anger in his eyes, but his face was as calm as water.
"It's nothing, I'm just afraid that if you feel unbalanced for a moment, it won't be fun if you see my senior sister is such a genius and want to kill her again!" Han Feng said with an indifferent expression.
"Hmph, what are you talking nonsense about? Murong Xue saved my junior sister's life, how dare I do this!" Long Min almost jumped up and snorted coldly.
"Oh, that is to say, if my senior sister had not rescued your junior sister, you would have dared to kill my senior sister!" Han Feng sneered.
"If you want to think this way, I have no choice but to forgive you for not accompanying me!" Long Min's face turned cold, and after leaving these words, he wanted to leave.
"You try to leave here. Even in front of Ling Fen, I'm not afraid to kill you!" Han Feng shouted coldly with murderous intent in his eyes.
"That's such a big tone, let's see if you have what it takes!" Long Min sneered, and then with a breath, she took out the eight-dragon bead-grabbing disk, hovering above her head, ready for battle.
The sword light in Han Feng's hand flashed, and a broken sword emerged. As he injected a large amount of true energy, the broken sword became more powerful and breathtaking.
