Han Feng's smile faded and he said coldly: "Kill this Senior Brother Huo!"
Lan Ziren's expression remained unchanged, as if he had already guessed that Han Feng would arrange this. He immediately walked over with his injury, reached for a long knife from his storage ring, cut off the neck of the nearly dead Senior Brother Huo, and took off his head. , completely extinguishing his life.
"Very good, you will still stay with Lei Benyun from now on. As for the excuse, you can think of it yourself. With your intelligence, it is not difficult to come up with it." After Han Feng left these words, he walked away and rushed Entering the lightning, he disappeared in an instant.
Lan Ziren looked up to the sky and sighed in despair.
After a while, he regained his composure. Looking at the body of Senior Brother Huo, his eyes shone brightly, as if he was thinking of a strategy.
He did not act in a hurry, but put away Brother Huo's storage ring, sat cross-legged on the spot, took out a few pills and drank them, silently recovering his strength.
After half an hour, he returned to his peak state, stood up suddenly, waved away Brother Huo's body, and plunged into the lightning of this layer, but also disappeared.
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Han Feng dodged left and right in this layer of lightning, waiting for an opportunity to devour their essence. He did not dare to rush forward as recklessly as before.
Because the lightning in this layer was all cyan, each one was very powerful, and could already leave deep wounds on his body. Not only did it break the surface of the skin, it even tore apart the flesh and blood, causing him to bleed profusely.
Han Feng suffered a loss at the beginning, so he no longer acted recklessly, he carefully avoided and absorbed carefully.
As a result, he spent a lot of time. It took twenty or thirty breaths to extract each lightning essence. After he had almost absorbed all the lightning essence, two or three hours had passed.
Han Feng didn't stop and rushed out, his body still intact. Then he crossed a distance of thirty feet and encountered a layer of lightning again.
Everything that comes into view is green, like a forest of thousands of trees, vast and frightening energy fluctuations are bursting out all the time.
Han Feng stepped into it without stopping.
"boom……"
Green thunder and lightning struck one after another like snakes, drowning Han Feng in an instant.
Han Feng had no time to dodge, so he could only resist, holding his head in his hands and rushing forward. He no longer cared about whether he could absorb the essence, he just wanted to get through this layer.
Those thunder and lightning were densely packed and bombarded in pieces, like thousands of knives slashing horizontally and thousands of spears piercing, but Han Feng blocked them with his bare hands.
His whole body was shining with radiant light, resisting the blows of all thunder and lightning, climbing up as if pushing a wall, one step at a time, forcefully crossing over.
It only took half an hour, but the whole body was scarred by thunder and lightning, with bumps and cracks in all directions.
Of course, he was not completely without gains. At least he absorbed part of the essence of these thunder and lightning, and there were traces of vitality contained in them, allowing him to recover quickly, and the wounds healed in a few breaths.
"Finally passed this level!" Han Feng was secretly happy. He felt that his flesh and bones had improved a lot, as if there was no end to it and he could always continue to accumulate.
He rested for a moment, took a breath, and then walked up again.
But this time, after crossing the distance of thirty feet, he did not encounter the thunder and lightning array on the tenth floor. There was still a vast invisible cloud above, rolling and agitating.
Han Feng was a little puzzled, but he didn't stop at all, and even accelerated. He was two or three feet away with one step, and in less than a stick of incense, he was hundreds of feet deep into the clouds.
Gradually, he felt something was wrong and found that he seemed to be trapped in a maze, perhaps spinning in circles without really climbing up.
He stopped, thought silently for a while, and suddenly took out a talisman. Although it was only at the seventh level, it was called the Wind Detection Talisman. It was a space-type talisman that could help monks detect directions, even more so than the teleportation talisman. It was difficult to draw, and at least as an eighth-level talisman master, he couldn't make it.
This was also something he picked out from a pile of trophies, just to see if he could break the maze here.
After he injected the power of the sun into this talisman, it released a superb talisman light in the blink of an eye, which was crystal clear and filled everywhere.
These talisman lights gradually condensed into existences like bright lights, constantly drifting outwards, shining in all directions, as if they were trying to detect something.
Unfortunately, wisps of silk threads suddenly emerged from the clouds and mist, emitting a golden light, which flashed away. Immediately, all the lights were extinguished, turning into dots of afterglow and disappearing without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, this wind-detecting talisman also disappeared and became invisible.
Han Feng remained silent and quietly deduced in his mind to calculate the correct position.
The appearance of those golden threads just now was a good start, indicating that the wind detection talisman had worked, otherwise it would not have triggered a counterattack from the formation here.
Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly took out a large stack of fifth-grade talismans and activated them at the same time, forming a storm of talisman light that swirled and spread to the periphery.
In an instant, waves of wind and waves arose again, clouds rolled in and fog surged, and the momentum was huge.
A series of huge visible tornado pillars appeared in this area, connecting the sky to the ground, making a rumbling sound like a giant beast, sweeping in all directions.
After a moment, the surroundings began to glow with golden light, and then condensed into strands of golden threads. Like sharp blades, they cut across and destroyed all the tornado pillars, dissipating them into nothing.
Han Feng's eyes sparkled, and there was a hint of understanding on his face. He suddenly made a seal with his hands, and seven invisible talismans appeared in the air. They were radiant and extremely bright. Each talisman exuded an astonishing aura, comparable to eighth-grade talismans.
Use spiritual energy as ink, soul power as pen, and draw talismans at will, with unlimited power!
This is Han Feng's current Talisman strength. However, most of the people he has faced recently are fake elixir practitioners. This method cannot be used. Even if it is used, it cannot cause harm to the fake elixir practitioners.
However, in this maze, it cannot be cracked by brute force. What is needed is the power of Talisman.
With the appearance of these seven invisible talismans, strands of golden threads immediately appeared in the area and surrounded them again, as if they wanted to not only destroy these talismans, but also kill Han Feng.
Han Feng glanced coldly and held the magic in his hand. These invisible talismans suddenly condensed into seven star-like light clusters, emitting strands of light and connecting with each other. Then the radiance surged and turned into a handle inlaid with seven stars. A star-shaped lightsaber, colorful and dazzling.
Immediately afterwards, the seven-star sword struck across the sky, flying over ten feet in the blink of an eye. The target was not the golden thread rushing in front, but a small area on the ground. There was nothing there, but When his sword slashed across that side, there was a ripple, and layers of colorful and strange light rose into the sky, forming shield-like waves of light that resisted the attack of the seven-star sword.
