The sword light flashed past, and in an instant it rushed to the opposite side, passed through the hole, and the next moment it emerged from behind Han Feng, slashing towards him quickly.
Han Feng did not dodge, and punched out with an extremely domineering and boundless punch. Another Tyrant Fist rushed over and collided fiercely with the sword light, making a roaring sound.
He took a step forward, rushed into the aftermath of the waves of energy, and felt the changes.
He didn't find any problems. These shock waves were real and put great pressure on him. If he stayed any longer, he would be hit hard.
Han Feng's eyes flashed and he quickly retreated, returning to his original position and thinking silently.
He really didn't understand what kind of existence this space was. It was infinitely nested, as if there was no end, but he couldn't find its mechanism and couldn't crack it.
It would only be enough to trap him. The point is that this place will stop devouring his magic power all the time, and even now it is beginning to absorb his physical strength and even soul power.
Han Feng was shocked and confused. He tried various methods, but was unable to prevent his power from leaking out. It was as if there was something invisible coveting him at all times, stealing his power in an unpredictable way.
After all, his soul power had not reached a higher level, so he could not find any clues about it. A helpless feeling that his power was useless arose spontaneously, making him a little irritable.
He was thinking that if he really fell into an illusion, there was no reason why the residual symbol should not remind him. With its current state, it was enough to break any illusion. It would not wait until this moment, and it would not make any move, or even bother to appear.
"Since Remnant Talisman wants to test me, maybe this is an opportunity!" Han Feng's mind was very flexible. He suddenly thought about it and suddenly focused on the direction of his power loss.
This is the key to cracking this place. As long as you find the clues, you can make a difference. If you follow the clues, you may be able to find the source. Soon you can go straight to Huanglong and escape from this weird space.
He no longer cared about the disappearance of his own power, but continued to search along the elusive direction of escape.
Time passed quickly, and more than half an hour passed before I knew it.
Han Feng's strength had just disappeared by half, and he gradually got some clues. He immediately rushed out of this space and came to another space, continuing to follow that vein and move forward.
Along the way, he passed through twenty or thirty spaces without realizing it, but still could not find the gathering point where his power was lost.
He stopped, closed his eyes, and felt it carefully. Suddenly, he held the broken sword tightly with both hands, and poured three kinds of power into it, making it emit a blazing light, like a scorching sun exploding, along the The veins of his own power loss filled the entire space, and ripples in the void continued to emerge, making a buzzing sound.
The colorful light between his brows flashed endlessly, and he used all his strength to release the billowing soul power, which gradually merged into the sword light. With its power, it seemed as if he was going to break through the void and peer into the truth!
At this moment, Han Feng entered a magical state. His soul power seemed to be the same as the light. Even when the ripples in space appeared, it could expand to an extremely wide range, continue to spread, and soon go away. When it reached the edge of the entire elliptical space, it suddenly bounced back, as if it had touched some mysterious obstruction.
His heart moved slightly, and he continued to move the broken sword in his hand, releasing thousands of sword rays. The seven-color soul power was integrated into this sword ray, constantly hitting the barrier, making a banging sound.
"Crack..."
In a moment, the entire ellipsoidal space shattered like a mirror.
With a display of his soul power, he finally saw the truth. It turned out that he had been standing in the same position, motionless, and his power spread out in a linear shape, finally converging in the central area and falling into the purple night dream flower.
"It turns out it was really a dream!" Han Feng was frightened. He didn't expect that the other party's illusion was so sophisticated. He repeatedly thought that what he saw was a real scene, but it turned out to be just a continuous projection of this ellipsoidal space. Just a mirror image.
At this time, Han Feng truly understood why the other party's name contained the word "dream". It was obvious that she was a fairy who was very good at illusions.
"It's really not easy. Even my Thousand Shadows Dream Technique was broken by you!" Zi Tan Dream Flower said slowly, but there was no hint of worry or fear in her words.
"However, most of your power has been absorbed by me. Can you still escape despite the ebb and flow?" Zi Tan Dream Flower said with a sneer, and suddenly released a billowing red sandalwood-colored light, turning into thousands of swords. , the power is like the sea, vast and boundless, and it is slashing towards Han Feng quickly.
Without saying a word, Han Feng raised his fist and struck, hitting seven or eight overbearing fists in a row. The force of the fists was like a tide, and they gathered into a ball. They collided with the lightsabers with a loud bang and shattered a large area. , even the space cannot avoid it, it twists sharply, and the colored lights overlap, showing a series of dark cracks.
"Hmph, your foundation is not weak. With only three points of strength left, you can still perform such a sharp attack!" Zi Tan Meng Hua snorted coldly, and suddenly a figure appeared, wearing a purple dress, with a slim figure and facial features on her face. It was still uneven, with only one pair of eyes and one nose, which looked very strange.
Obviously, her strength has improved again, and her nose has successfully transformed.
As soon as she finished speaking, her figure quickly made a hand gesture, and the entire ellipsoidal space began to glow with brilliant purple light, and beams of light shot out, like sharp blades, stabbing at Han Feng in unison, and the void shook. A black crack appeared, as if the entire space was about to explode.
Han Feng felt heavy pressure. He had no time to take the elixir to restore his strength. He could only rely on about 30% of his strength to perform his skills to resist the attack of the Purple Night Dream Flower.
"Bang bang bang..."
Han Feng's seven-color soul power was revealed, and he immediately used dozens of five-element ring seals to block the opponent's successive attacks. They collided with each other, and immediately there was a violent explosion and a loud roar.
Han Feng's body surface glowed with scorching golden light, resisting the remnant power of the shock wave. He felt even more pressure. He knew in his heart that if he continued like this, he would definitely lose. After all, the Zi Tan Dream Flower he was facing now was no ordinary person. A great man who is about to transform into a successful person, an existence that is infinitely close to the realm of psychics.
If she hadn't been able to move freely, Han Feng would have faced a more passive situation and might have been defeated long ago.
He no longer hesitated, and made an immediate decision, holding the broken sword tightly with both hands, and frantically poured three kinds of power into the broken sword, causing it to release scorching white light again, with him as the center, spreading out in all directions, filling the entire space in an instant, but It is impossible to get close to the Purple Night Dream Flower, and the central area is hollow.
