Yan Yanfang's face turned pale, and she tried her best to resist the grasp of the big bloody hand, but she couldn't resist it completely. The big bloody hand kept compressing her, occupying her space.
"Han Feng, save me, otherwise no one will survive!" Yan Yanfang's soul power is really amazing. Even though most of her soul power was sealed away by the ghost princess, she could still send messages to Han Feng through two to three thousand feet of blood. .
Han Feng pondered for a while, but did not refuse. He immediately took out a few pills and drank them, then rushed over from the side, closing the distance between them, and then responded: "How to save?!"
In this case, he had no choice but to save her. After all, he could not escape from this underground palace. Once he was escaped by the ghost princess, his situation would be extremely dangerous.
"Help, help me get rid of this big hand!" Yan Yanfang gasped.
Han Feng's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to take action, the voice of the ghost princess also came over: "Boy, you dare to come here, you will be punished!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the ghost princess controlled the green beast and charged forward, fighting Han Feng again. Fierce energy fluctuations spread out, so powerful that they shook the sea of blood, and giant whirlpools followed one after another. Emerging, as if to wipe out everything.
Han Feng was struggling, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered. From time to time, he held the broken sword and slashed at the big bloody hand with a few rays of sword light. Although it did not break it, it shook it and slightly relieved Yan Yanfang's pressure.
The ghost princess was furious, with black light flashing in her eyes, as if she was about to cast another spell, but at this moment, the small stone strips outside her body suddenly emitted bursts of dark light, suppressing it. She groaned, her aura dropped sharply, her brilliance dissipated, as if she was about to fall asleep again.
The next moment, her big bloody hand also collapsed and became fragmented, and its strength quickly decreased.
"Don't even think about escaping!"
The ghost princess resisted the huge restraining power of this underground palace, opened her mouth and sprayed out, black light flashed, and released the last spell!
The black light instantly turned into a giant axe. With a sneer, it flew across the vast sea of blood, drawing out blazing fire and slashing towards the divine bell outside Yan Yanfang's body!
"boom!!!"
A shocking sound exploded, spreading across thousands of feet. There was no wind or wave, it seemed that all the power was chopping on the divine bell, and it exploded in just a moment.
Yan Yanfang vomited a large mouthful of blood and turned pale with fright. In a panic, she held up the iron map to block the remaining power of the giant ax, but a deep scar was also cut on the iron map. The light suddenly weakened and shrank rapidly, returning to ordinary life. Wuqi's original state seemed to have lost its magical power.
The ghost princess could no longer bear the suppression of the power of the underground palace, so she closed her eyes again and fell into a deep sleep.
Qingliu, who was still fighting fiercely with Han Feng, suddenly froze. He stood still and was blown away by Han Feng's overbearing fist. Dense cracks appeared in his whole body, as if it was about to collapse.
Han Feng ignored him and instead swooped down and came to Yan Yanfang in a flash. Taking advantage of her serious injury and difficulty in moving, he reached out to break her body-protecting light, grabbed her neck, and quickly moved around her. Layers of restrictions are set up within the body to temporarily seal it.
"You little thief!" Yan Yanfang was furious and yelled angrily.
"Miss Yan, you have to be careful what you say. If I just use a little force, your neck will be broken and your big head will fall to the ground!" Han Feng sneered.
"Hmph, you don't dare. Once I die, the ray of spirit remaining in my soul sea will be released, and you will die too!" Yan Yanfang snorted coldly. Not only did she not show the slightest trace of nervousness, but Hard airway.
"Haha, I know, I'm just kidding you. How can I kill you? You are so beautiful!" Han Feng raised his other hand, pinched her smooth and beautiful face and smiled.
"Han Feng, let go of your stinky hands, or I'll blow myself up and we'll die together with you!" Yan Yanfang said bitterly, her face flushed.
"Hey, you're scaring me. I know your body very well. I looked inside and out just now and sealed it. How can you still have the energy to self-destruct!" Han Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile. .
"You..." Yan Yanfang was speechless. At this moment, her physical condition was indeed as Han Feng said, unable to move at all.
In fact, it was not Han Feng's seal, but mainly the talisman branded on her forehead by the ghost clan princess. It was still working at this moment, basically suppressing her soul sea, so that she could no longer use the ghost clan's magic. magic.
"Without any further ado, let's go and pick the resurrection grass with me!" Han Feng said with a smile.
As he spoke, he hugged Yan Yanfang and swam upwards. Those corpse insect beasts appeared from time to time, but for some reason, perhaps because they were frightened by his pressure, or because they sensed the talisman on Yan Yanfang's forehead, they did not dare to Another attack came, and within about a moment of burning incense, he successfully returned to the outside of the lake.
"Wow..."
There was a sound of water, and Han Feng rushed out of the water with Yan Yanfang.
Han Feng raised his eyes and looked around and found that everything was still quiet. He couldn't help but feel a little relieved. He turned to look at Yan Yanfang beside him and asked, "Tell me, how to get there?!"
"If I tell you, will you let me go?!" Yan Yanfang sneered.
"Haha, if I'm satisfied, I'll naturally let you go. You don't have any deep grudges against me, do you?" Han Feng said haha.
Yan Yanfang remained silent and did not answer, obviously not believing Han Feng.
"Let's see, you and I cooperate. As long as we find the Resurrection Grass, I can give you half of it!" Han Feng took a step back and talked about cooperation.
"It's too late. I don't want to cooperate with you now. I'm not in the mood." Yan Yanfang rolled her eyes.
"If that's the case, then what's the use of keeping you!" Han Feng's face showed anger, and with a swipe, he took out a broken sword and was about to slash it down.
"You are not afraid of releasing the spirit of the ghost princess, but you can try it!" Yan Yanfang seemed very tough at the moment and threatened.
"Hey, who said I was going to kill you? I would scrape scars on your face, cut off your nose, chop off your limbs, and let you dare not show off!" Han Feng held a sword against her. face, sneered.
Yan Yanfang is a girl after all. Feeling the coldness of the broken sword, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating with fear. After pondering for a while, she slowly said: "You're cruel!"
"Hehe, that's right, peace brings wealth, lead the way!" Han Feng laughed.
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At this moment, outside the underground palace.
Zhuge Changming's master, Wu Nan, led two monks with auras like abyss to fly over from a distance and landed in the area where he and Han Feng fought before. [.]
