Just as he was thinking like this, the group of people landed on Alcatraz Island one after another and stepped on it smoothly. There were no accidents, but they all squatted down in unison, and the light on their bodies became dim. A lot, as if they were subject to some kind of prohibition and suppression.
Han Feng raised his eyebrows and flew over quickly, landing on the island in front of him.
In an instant, a powerful force acted on his body, causing him to shake slightly, but he did not squat down and quickly returned to normal.
He felt it carefully, and there was a terrifying gravity here, which made people feel like they were carrying a hill weighing one hundred thousand kilograms. If it was only for a short time, it would be almost negligible based on the strength of everyone, but every moment With this kind of pressure, it would not be simple. Even his physical body would have to adapt slowly.
What's even more amazing is that after entering this island, not only is the scope of the soul power limited, but when you look around, it's more than three or four hundred miles wide. It's like you're on a continent, vast and boundless.
Han Feng's eyes were like a torch, looking at the mountains and valleys in the distance. Feeling the majesty of this place, he couldn't help but feel his own insignificance.
He shook his head quickly to wake himself up. Maybe this was just an illusion.
Everyone could not help but feel helpless, and it took a while before they returned to their original state. They were all silent, waiting quietly for others to come in, obviously because there is strength in numbers.
Not long after, people from outside gradually landed on the island, and the whole team gradually grew, making everyone's hearts slowly calm down.
Those who had just come up were naturally filled with emotion when they saw the wonderful scenery here.
After another cup of tea, a beautiful woman with an extraordinary appearance landed. It was the beautiful monk who organized the gathering of Han Feng and others that day.
Her arrival aroused the attention and discussion of many people, and soon someone suggested that the mysterious organization was formed by the Yuxian Sect, with the purpose of getting them, the casual cultivators of the Core Formation Realm, to come and work for their lives.
"Fairy, I didn't expect you to come in. Isn't it time to tell us the truth?!" A great monk who had completed the elixir formation bowed his hands and asked politely.
"The truth? What truth?" The beautiful monk said coldly with no expression on her face. She was full of aura. Looking around, she was completely unafraid of their group.
These people were a little afraid of her identity and did not dare to look at her. Many of them even lowered their heads.
However, the great monk who had successfully formed the elixir did not look afraid at all. He continued to say, "That's why I need your explanation, Fairy."
"My explanation is very simple. Letting you come here is to give you the greatest opportunity. This island is full of spiritual objects. Many spiritual materials cannot be derived from the outside world, especially the demon itself. Every time you kill one, the Feather Immortal Sect will They will give us great rewards, which will be recorded in the Qianhuan Mask you are wearing. There will be rewards later, it depends on whether you have this ability! Of course, if you can’t believe me, after killing a demon, you can get Get off the Qianhuan Mask and leave on your own, we won’t hold you accountable!” the beautiful monk said eloquently.
When everyone heard this, their spirits were shaken, their eyes glowed, and they looked around.
"Where can there be spiritual materials? This place is dark and desolate. There is not even a tree. Fairy, don't open your eyes and tell lies!" A female cultivator questioned in the crowd.
"Huh, that's because we are still in the outer area, it's too early to tell!" The beautiful monk wrinkled her nose slightly and snorted.
Everyone understood, and many people's expressions became much more relaxed, and they began to walk forward slowly. They said they were walking slowly, but in fact, they were dozens of feet away with one step.
Gradually, everyone moved forward, including Han Feng and the beautiful monk.
They don't dare to fly, not because the air is forbidden here, but because they want to save mana to prevent unexpected dangers.
Han Feng walked behind, always alert. He tried to spread his soul power to sweep in all directions, but as soon as he got a hundred feet away, he stopped suddenly and was blocked by an inexplicable force.
The large group of them walked for less than half an hour and crossed several hills, but they did not see any living creatures, not even a blade of grass.
"This is really a barren land. When will the task be completed?" Some people started to get impatient and sighed.
"Yes, there are still demons? Where are they?" A male cultivator in the middle stage of alchemy formation looked around with a joking look on his face.
Many people laughed, obviously not taking the beautiful monk's words to heart.
Han Feng had a solemn look on his face, not daring to relax at all. He had personally killed a demon. The same was true for Xiao Yuan and others. They were not careless and paid attention to the movements around them with vigilant eyes.
Unknowingly, everyone crossed another high mountain, and their eyes suddenly opened up. What appeared in front of everyone was a valley thousands of feet long. It was covered with flowers, plants and trees, and there were bursts of strange fragrance. It was obvious that there were many Heaven and earth spiritual materials.
Everyone showed joy, and they did not hesitate to spend their magic power to resist the power of the restriction. They flew into the air and floated into the valley.
However, everyone was still somewhat sensible, and no looting occurred. They dispersed relatively restrainedly and picked various spiritual materials on their own.
Han Feng did not fly into the air, but his speed was no slower than them. With one jump, he was more than a hundred feet away and picked the black Ganoderma lucidum growing on the tree. It was as smooth and translucent as jade. It is both a spiritual thing and a poison. The name is Mo Yuzhi. It is of a very high grade and belongs to the twelfth grade elixir. It is the main material for refining the Mo Yuzhi Pill and has a great effect on improving the soul power.
He was also interested in other spiritual objects, but Mo Yuzhi was hard to come by, so he increased his speed and concentrated on picking such things.
With the strength he had shown before, no one dared to compete with him. He almost swept across the valley and pocketed most of the Mo Yuzhi, no more, no less, just ninety-nine.
Of course, along the way, he saw other high-grade spiritual objects and harvested them easily, so he would not miss them.
Just when he had just finished picking Mo Yuzhi, some conflicts broke out in the east area, and they argued a few words, but they were stopped in time by the surrounding monks. No one wanted them to fight and destroy the valley. They still had Many spiritual objects have not been unearthed.
Han Feng's soul power came in handy at this time, and he could always discover some precious spiritual materials quickly, which made him gain a lot.
In less than a stick of incense, he moved across to the northern area of the valley. Just as he was about to reach out to pick a Luanyang grass, a jade hand had already reached out before him, and with a soft pop, the Luanyang grass was picked. The Yangcao broke off, and with a flash of light, it was stored in the storage ring.
