Han Feng and Murong Xue were like two swimming fishes, diving deeper and deeper into the black water lake. The further they went down, the greater the pressure around them. Originally, there was a secret formation shrouding this place. The special power inside, the two superimposed, made even Han Feng feel uncomfortable. He had to speed up the operation of the Soul Refining Diamond Art, mobilize more physical strength to inject it into the whole body surface, and let the golden light shine in all directions, making it appear that Brighter.
Murong Xue did the same, her face looked slightly pale, and she quickly pulled out a sword, using the power of the magic weapon to enhance her protection, and followed Han Feng closely without losing even a step.
Gradually, little blue lights began to appear all around, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark lake water.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
Suddenly, these blue light points turned into a stream of light and flew towards Han Feng at high speed. They hit Han Feng like meteorites, and a series of muffled sounds suddenly erupted, like drums.
Han Feng's body swayed slightly, and the blood in his body surged, but he resisted without vomiting blood or stopping there.
With Han Feng resisting from below, Murong Xue suffered much less attacks. She held a long sword in her hand and fired out streaks of sword light from time to time to resist. She suddenly increased her speed and came to Han Feng's side to help Han Feng resist.
"How did you get down?" Han Feng said via voice message.
"I'm worried about you!" Murong Xue replied. She kept dancing the long sword in her hand, forming a sword shadow, blocking the blue light spots coming from all directions like a shield.
Han Feng was so happy that he immediately took out the broken sword and worked with her to resist the attack of the increasingly dense blue light spots.
In this situation, it took more than a quarter of an hour for them to successfully break through this area of blue light.
The surroundings became darker, almost like ink, and the cold air became stronger. Even the protective masks used by Han Feng and Murong Xue condensed a small patch of blue frost.
"Senior sister, are you still feeling the feeling?" Han Feng's lips were dry, his whole body was a little sluggish, his eyebrows were slightly bright, and he sent a message to Murong Xue to ask.
"It's not far!" Murong Xue also spent a lot of money and replied feebly.
While they were here, they didn't even have a chance to take out the elixir and take it!
There is no other reason than that it is too cold. If you are not careful, as long as you stop the operation of your own technique, you will turn into a popsicle.
Unknowingly, another moment of burning incense has passed, and the surrounding area has become colder, but the space here is unbreakable, with no sign of freezing at all. Instead, the intensity of the space here has been strengthened, and the pressure has skyrocketed by several percent.
Han Feng and Murong Xue were in agony and tried their best to resist the invasion of the cold air, but they still felt the deep chill themselves, making them shiver.
Han Feng has the Soul Refining Diamond Technique to protect his body, and he has absorbed so many heavenly materials and earthly treasures before. The coldness entering his body stimulated his body to absorb the remaining medicinal power, making his body gradually feel a little warmer. meaning.
He turned to look at Murong Xue and found that the sword light around her body had dimmed. He couldn't help but feel worried. He suddenly moved a few feet sideways, got closer to her body, stretched out a hand, and hugged her slim waist. His big hands pressed on her waist, giving her some energy to help her resist the cold air.
Murong Xue was slightly startled, and was about to break away, but she was too weak to succeed. She was almost at the point of running out of gas.
"Sister, don't move. Take out the elixir quickly and take it. You have to recover as soon as possible. I will have to rely on you later!" Han Feng said with a calm expression on his face.
Murong Xue immediately understood what Han Feng meant, and immediately stabilized her body, quickly took out a small bottle of elixirs and drank it. It seemed that she had a lot of good things. As soon as these elixirs entered her stomach, the power of the elixirs dissipated quickly. His face slowly recovered, the sword light on his body became stronger, and he sank down together with Han Feng again.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Xue turned to look at Han Feng, without saying anything, and suddenly released part of the sword light, covering his whole body.
Han Feng nodded, and immediately took out several Muyang Pills and drank them, silently refining the power of the medicine to make up for his own losses, and his complexion gradually improved.
Murong Xue secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw this, and quickly withdrew her sword light, allowing Han Feng to resist the pressure and cold air here. In this environment, the only way she can help Han Feng is to protect herself.
Han Feng felt light all over, and a golden dragon appeared on his body, firmly protecting himself, and continued swimming with Murong Xue.
However, the darkness below was thicker and deeper, and the cold air was stronger and fiercer. It was almost impossible for them to move forward, and they almost had to push down one by one with great perseverance.
Time seemed to have stood still at this moment and became extremely slow. Their suffering continued and was extremely uncomfortable.
After all, Murong Xue was only a swordsman monk and lacked in physical training. Under the dual pressure of high pressure and extreme cold, it was extremely difficult to resist. Han Feng had to help several times, otherwise she would have no choice but to give up.
On the other hand, Han Feng felt like he was becoming more courageous as he fought. Warmth flowed out of his body from time to time, warming his whole body, allowing him to have spare strength to support Murong Xue.
As time passed, and more than half an hour passed, the two of them took turns countless times, taking countless pills, and it seemed that they could no longer hold on any longer.
At this moment, they suddenly passed through a soft barrier, their eyes suddenly lit up, their whole body felt light, and Murong Xue rushed downwards.
Han Feng reacted in time, and while stabilizing his body, he quickly reached out and grabbed Murong Xue, pulling her to his side, almost making her cling to his chest.
"Han Feng, I, we are here!" Murong Xue's pretty face turned red and she murmured in a low voice.
It was rare for Han Feng to see her like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little more teasing. He quickly held her slender hand, put it close to her delicate body, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, I know."
"You, you are so presumptuous!" Murong Xue looked solemn, shook off Han Feng's big hand, floated away, and stood in the air a few feet away. There were still two red clouds on her face. Apparently she still couldn't stand Han Feng's sudden sudden change. Such an intimate act.
Han Feng was very thick-skinned and was not embarrassed at all. He also knew that the other party's temperament had always been like this, so it was a rare thing that he didn't fight him.
"Ahem..." Han Feng put his fist on his mouth, coughed a few times, put the matter aside, looked around, and found that he was in a giant sphere, with the cold black outside. water.
This spherical space is completely empty, except for a dazzling ice sword suspended in the center. It is blue in color and looks like ice crystals, emitting bursts of blue light.
