His brows emitted a bright light, and the billowing soul power spread out, gathered in front of the abyss, transformed into his figure, flew forward quickly, and broke through the layers of fog.
However, when he went deep, he began to encounter heavy resistance, and an extremely powerful suction force appeared below, causing his soul power to sink downwards in an instant.
Han Feng raised his brows and secretly realized that the resistance of the tenth-grade talisman was indeed much stronger. He could only release the scorching and bright soul light with colorful colors, providing endless power for his soul power shadow. With just one breath, I got rid of the constraints and obstacles around me, burst out in an instant, far away from where I was, passed through the dense fog, and successfully reached the other side.
However, he found that there was an abyss blocking the front, and the fog was even heavier. From time to time, sporadic brilliance flashed, but it was extremely dazzling, illuminating a large area. From a distance, it looked like balls of extremely bright light, shining brightly every now and then. Time fades, shining indefinitely.
Han Feng calmed down and continued to drive the soul power phantom to rush in. His speed was extremely fast, and he was halfway into the abyss in just a few breaths.
Resistance returns!
The suction is coming!
The speed of Han Feng's soul power phantom slowed down sharply. He held the magic formula tightly in his hand, and his whole body emitted a bright and colorful halo, blocking the heavy suction force, breaking through the fog in front, resolving the resistance, and continued to move forward.
After another three or four breaths, those sporadic flashes of light suddenly erupted with rolling repulsive power, criss-crossing, trying to kill his soul power phantom!
Naturally, Han Feng would not let them succeed. With a slight change in his technique, the soul light around him turned into bursts of talisman light, illuminating the abyss. All the repelling power began to dissipate like ice and snow, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Han Feng had an unobstructed path and reached the other side like a smooth river.
This technique of transforming soul power into runes was something he learned when he was trapped at the entrance of the Ancestral Dragon Secret Land. It was mainly based on the aura runes emitted by the blue wooden strips. Three types of runes were required for the entire period. The power can only be used by blending together. Now after the soul power is improved, it can also be used alone.
Once used, it was indeed extremely powerful, crossing the abyss in an instant and arriving at the second other side.
Han Feng, the phantom of soul power, looked ahead and was dumbfounded again, because there was still an abyss lying in front of him, filled with fog and no end in sight.
There are more light groups flashing in this abyss, which are extremely bright and dazzling.
He secretly exhaled a breath, without any hesitation, and immediately turned into a stream of colorful light, shooting out, constantly breaking through the surging resistance and suction in front of him.
No surprise, after spending dozens of breaths of time, he successfully reached the other side. The sky above was filled with extremely thick dark clouds, which were airtight.
As soon as he settled down, a bolt of black lightning as thick as a baby's arm struck from the sky, roaring with an invincible aura!
Han Feng's pupils shrank slightly, he stretched out his hands to quickly seal the secret, and a large piece of talisman light emerged from the surface of his body. With a loud bang, it blocked the black thunder and lightning, collided with each other, and inspired dazzling flames, spreading layer by layer, illuminating Bright in all directions.
He has no body, otherwise these thunder and lightning will become his tonic. Now he can only use his soul power to offset these impact forces.
After a while, all the aftermath dissipated, revealing his body as a phantom of soul power, which seemed to have left no scars. He shook his head and continued to move forward.
"Boom..."
After he had taken a few steps, there was another violent sound in the sky, and a dark thunder and lightning flashed out, releasing extremely hot energy, as if it was about to tear the void apart, and burst out with a dazzling light, illuminating the entire abyss. .
This thunderbolt was more than twice as big as the previous one. It fell on Han Feng in an instant, but was resisted by the talisman light surrounding him. The two rubbed against each other, releasing a violent light that shot out in all directions and swept across. On Sunday, even the dark clouds above were scattered a lot, making a popping sound.
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After half a stick of incense, Han Feng blocked nine black lightning bolts. But at this moment, there was a loud noise in the sky, and a tenth black lightning bolt flew out, tearing open the void and disappearing for an instant. When it appeared again , has already arrived in front of him, stabbing like a sharp sword!
Even though Han Feng was prepared, he almost broke through the defense line, causing him to retreat violently. He tried his best to block the lightning attack.
But the eleventh bolt of lightning appeared instantly, leaving him no time to spare. In just a blink of an eye, it traveled through the void and came to him in an instant.
Before he could catch his breath, he encountered such an attack again, and it was much more powerful than the tenth lightning bolt. It took all his strength to resist it, and various energies collided and burst out. A brilliant light filled the entire sky and earth, and a large piece of the dark clouds in the sky was knocked down, and huge potholes appeared.
After a while, the lightning gradually disappeared, and its energy intensity dropped significantly.
Just when Han Feng thought he was about to successfully block it, the lightning suddenly became stronger. Like an immortal phoenix reborn from the ashes, it once again spawned a new black lightning. All kinds of energy converged into one, turning into a bolt of lightning. Giant lightning as thick as a bucket struck Han Feng like a dragon.
"Bang..."
A strange sound spread, and Han Feng's protective talisman completely shattered. He could no longer withstand the impact and dissipated suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying force acted on his soul power shadow, and without any accident, it was crushed into powder, and the light overflowed and dissipated.
Han Feng's soul body couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. This was blood transformed by soul power. The essence was still soul power, but it was just a different form of expression.
He raised his hand and waved, absorbing the blood back into his soul body to prevent it from disintegrating or being lost.
Han Feng was silent for a while, thinking about the reason why he failed just now. After thinking about it, he felt that it was still caused by his own lack of soul power.
According to the general rules of the cultivation world, the soul monk corresponding to the tenth-grade talisman master must at least reach the middle stage of crystal transformation, otherwise it will be almost impossible to draw such a complicated tenth-grade talisman.
Of course, Han Feng's soul power strength at this time was comparable to that of an ordinary mid-stage crystallized soul monk, but he had not yet mastered the proper techniques, so he was defeated in the final talisman attack.
He collected himself, closed his eyes, and silently reviewed the failure just now, trying to find a solution.
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The years passed by leisurely, and soon another half month passed.
Han Feng tried to draw the tenth-grade talisman six times, but failed. He was defeated by the last lightning attack. It seemed that it was a hurdle that was extremely difficult to break through.
