Han Feng's eyes flashed fiercely. Now that he had come this far, there was no way he could dodge, so he immediately went up to them and started fighting with them.
It has to be said that the attacks of the corpse insect beasts are too single. Although the attack power is strong and can be compared with the fake elixir realm, its shortcomings are also obvious, that is, the speed and flexibility of movement are not enough. Many times their attacks fail. , not as maneuverable as Han Feng.
So the more Han Feng fought, the more he understood this, so he simply removed the bloody giant tiger outside him, which not only reduced consumption, but also reduced the area affected by the attack, and only condensed a layer of bloody tiger on the body surface that seemed thin but was actually thick. The light, mixed in the blood and almost invisible, fought with the two powerful corpse insect beasts. Large black fire marks were thrown out, causing the blood to surge, and they were all blown over. The black fire spread out, It's more like their nemesis, so strong that it burns them badly.
Han Feng became more and more courageous as he fought. In less than half a stick of incense, he killed the two zombie beasts, took out their cores, and obtained two more emerald crystals.
After a while, he recovered his consumed soul power by absorbing the cool air oozing out of a green crystal stone, and further expanded his soul sea, allowing it to continue sinking with satisfaction.
At this moment, he hoped to encounter more corpse insect beasts that were comparable to fake alchemy realm monks, because only corpse insect beasts at this level had emerald crystals in their bodies, and other corpse insect beasts smaller than ten feet in size did not. .
Unfortunately, God did not follow his wishes, and he sank another three hundred feet without seeing any zombie beasts. It seemed that he was afraid of them all.
Just when he was sighing secretly, a group of stone pillars of different heights suddenly appeared below. When he walked forward, he saw that they were pillars of reefs, some big and some small. Presumably, the islands on the lake were topped by these stone pillars, but it was inevitable. It's a bit too long. It's more than a thousand feet away from the lake. I don't know how these things were derived.
In deep thought, he continued to sneak downwards, and after half a cup of tea, he finally arrived at the bottom of the lake, between a large group of stone pillars, as if he were in a stone forest, and it felt a little weird.
The bottom of the lake is an uneven stone surface, which feels the same as the stone walls of the passage, giving it a seamless feeling.
"Perhaps the entire underground palace is one, and nothing is pieced together!" Han Feng suddenly came up with such an idea for some reason.
The blood around him became thicker, red and slightly black, making the range he could see smaller. Even if he used his soul power, it could only cover a radius of ten feet, making him walk forward cautiously like ice. Take a step.
At this moment, the zombie beast no longer appeared, and everything was dead silent. Even the fluctuation of blood was not seen. It made people think about it. In such a special environment, it is easy to feel scared.
Even though Han Feng was a brave man, he was a little nervous, but he didn't flinch. If he went up to the lake, he would spin endlessly. Over time, he would probably be swallowed up by the soundless force. After draining all his strength, he didn't want to die in a daze.
But here, the strange devouring power disappeared for some reason. Although the blood was thicker, there was a feeling of warmth pouring into the body. However, he still used the Sun Tongtian Jue to form a hot barrier on the body surface. He blocked it and did not dare to absorb these powers of unknown origin.
As for Yan Yanfang, he really couldn't believe it anymore. He always felt that she was injured by the sound waves of those ghost fires, and then after she woke up from the coma, she seemed to be very different, as if she had been awakened by something. It seemed, especially the methods she showed were much more sophisticated. The cracking of the mirror formation made him doubt it.
Although he is not a mature formation master, he has also learned something from the formation secret book obtained by Long Min. He knows that the mirror formation is a formation of tenth level or above, but the opponent can break it with the help of the black compass. If you open an opening, you will no longer be a simple formation master, but you will be given the title of master.
But she obviously only had the soul power cultivation in the early stages of her life to be able to do this. No matter how wonderful the black compass was, she would not be able to activate it. Unless the formation itself was defective, which she happened to know. That would make sense.
Especially when he was in Dongye City, he commissioned Lin Xiaoyue to thoroughly investigate Yan Yanfang. Just before entering the underground palace, he got Lin Xiaoyue's information. Yan Yanfang's information was basically similar to what she said, except for one discrepancy. Consistent with this, she was not Yan Longfei's illegitimate daughter, but an adopted daughter. She also had no so-called biological mother. Even Lin Xiaoyue had not found out her life experience or where she came from.
As Han Feng walked, he mentally analyzed all the things that had happened before, and connected them one by one. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became.
Unconsciously, he walked thousands of feet away, left the stone forest, and came to an open land. What was even more strange was that after walking a few steps forward, there was a sound of water, and he seemed to have crossed over. A wall of water suddenly opened up in front of me, and there was an open space that was not flooded by blood. Not far in front was a mountain, neither high nor short, bare and without any green things.
Han Feng was stunned by the mountain because there was someone on the mountain, and she was a woman!
It’s Yan Yanfang!
At this moment, her clothes were disheveled, her eyes were closed, and her body was bound by small black stone strips. She was motionless, as if she was sleeping, and as if she was dead. There was no breath coming out, not even breathing. No longer exists.
But her face was still rosy and not completely withered, as if she still had a lot of vitality.
Han Feng stepped forward and looked at the woman in front of him carefully, wondering why she looked exactly like Yan Yanfang.
"Who is the real Yan Yanfang?!" Han Feng kept guessing in his mind.
He thought for a while, and just as he was about to climb the mountain, there was suddenly another sound of water behind him. At the same time, a voice came into his ears: "If you want to die, just go up and try!"
Yan Yanfang’s voice transmission!
Han Feng stopped, turned around, stared at her, and asked coldly: "Who are you?!"
"I am who I am, haha!" Yan Yanfang smiled softly.
"Then who is this person on the mountain?" Han Feng shouted loudly as red glow spread over his body, looking at her warily.
"She..." Yan Yanfang looked up at the person on the mountain, with a complicated expression on her face, and said softly: "Of course it's me too!"
Then, she smiled, her smile was as beautiful as a flower, so beautiful!
