Chapter 878 Han Yuan Pond

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"This is possible. Fu Zu Gong participates in creation, so he will not fall easily. He must have a backup plan, but I have never heard of the Fu Zu Underground Palace. I really don't know where it is." Murong Xue revealed. He looked thoughtful and shook his head.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. What should appear will appear naturally. Let's go there quickly!" Han Feng's eyes flashed and he said softly.

As he spoke, he flew into the air several times faster.

Murong Xue naturally had no objection and followed Han Feng forward at high speed.

After another three days and three nights, Han Feng and Murong Xue successfully returned to the area outside Hanyuantan, stopped in a dense forest, and observed secretly.

Han Feng found that there were more monks around, including both humans and demons. They were surrounded by people and faced each other, and most of them had powerful figures sitting in command. At least they were stronger than the level of perfect pill formation, and there were even some in some areas. The existence of a half-step psychic seems to be guarding against something.

He asked the monks who Murong Xue had captured from the human and demon races. It turned out that they were on guard against the attack of a mysterious person. It turned out that during this period, not only the human race had lost great monks who had perfected the pill formation, but also the demon race. avoid.

"This old devil seems to be so impatient that he won't even let his own clan members go!" Han Feng frowned.

"But now he has disappeared. He has not appeared for two days. I don't know if his cultivation has recovered? Or is his body saturated and unable to devour it anymore?" Murong Xue's eyes flashed with thought, and she asked in confusion.

Han Feng pondered for a while and said slowly: "It's probably the latter, otherwise with his arrogant character, he would not stop devouring it. The formation of the human and demon clans cannot scare him!"

"I wonder where he is hiding?" Murong Xue looked around and said lightly.

"Don't worry, once the war between humans and demons begins, he will definitely come out to fish in troubled waters. We may be able to find him by following the clues." Han Feng said.

"However, we may not be his opponent if we join forces. Do you have any plans?" Murong Xue asked.

"As you said, just wait and see, there will always be opportunities!" Han Feng smiled awkwardly and said helplessly.

"That's all it can do." Murong Xue said.

Time flew by, and four or five hours passed before I knew it.

People from all sides of the human and demon tribes gradually lost their patience and walked into Hanyutan Pond one after another and began to harvest the spiritual materials inside. Fights broke out from time to time, with loud noises and roars.

Han Feng and Murong Xue looked at each other, then sneaked in and followed behind.

Not long after, Han Feng and Murong Xue bypassed the fierce battles between humans and demons everywhere, walked in front of them, and went straight to Han Yuanbo.

In fact, there were many monks who were above the level of complete pill formation and were also walking in front, secretly running towards Hanyutan Pond.

The closer they rushed to Hanyutan Pond, the colder it became. Gradually, a cold pool came into view from a distance.

At this moment, the fog shrouded the top of the cold pool, forming a vague mountain, standing in the sky like a giant peak, which was extremely magical.

This mountain of mist is freezing cold, with snowflakes flying around it, making you tremble slightly and feel extremely uncomfortable.

The cold air was so heavy that even Han Feng's physical body felt like needles pricking him, and Murong Xue needed to release the scorching sword light to resist.

This place is extremely spacious, with a radius of nearly ten thousand feet, but what appears is not a circle, but a diamond shape, and it seems that there is a formation arranged here.

Han Feng realized it carefully, but did not feel any fluctuations in the power of the talisman. It was a purely natural state, perhaps created by heaven and earth.

"Someone is starting to take action!" Murong Xue's eyes flashed and she suddenly said through a voice message.

Han Feng also saw it, but he didn't move at all. He was still lurking motionless in the purple coniferous forest beside the cold pool.

After a while, the characters who had surpassed the level of perfect pill formation also got up and rushed over. Naturally, they couldn't fly here, and they walked slower and slower, walking step by step on the snow, slowly approaching the cold pool.

The monks who couldn't wait to complete the pill formation were walking in front. At this time, they entered the scope of the foggy mountain peak, and their speed dropped sharply again, almost like a snail. Every step they took seemed to consume a lot of their mana.

Some of the monks who were also practicing physical training were better. Their speed was a little faster, and they slowly stood out and stepped forward, slowly reaching the edge of the cold pool.

Without hesitation, those people dived into the pool one after another, and disappeared from everyone's eyes in a short time.

At this moment, seventeen or eight demons of the same level also walked out of the dense forest. Relatively speaking, their speed was much faster, with black light flashing all over their bodies. They could move ten feet away in one step, even if they entered the scope of the foggy mountain peaks. , and can still maintain a normal walking speed, and will not be as difficult as some human monks.

"Hey, the weak human race dares to compete with our holy race!" A demon monk spoke the human race's words eloquently and looked at the stagnant human race monks with a sneer on his face.

"What are you talking about? I can't fight you!" The human monks looked at each other angrily and shouted coldly.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom?" The demon monk was extremely powerful and showed no fear at all.

"Go to hell!" A human monk seemed to have a hot temper. He immediately activated a top-quality magic weapon to release brilliant red light, which was extremely hot. It forced away the cold air in a small area and turned it into a head of about ten feet. The fire lion pounced on the demon monk.

The demon monk snorted, raised his hand and clapped it. The force of his palm was like a tide, and it hit him like thunder. The air flow jumped in all directions. The fire fox was smashed to pieces, its light was dim, and it almost collapsed. Come on.

As soon as the fighting started here, the remaining human monks and the demons immediately started fighting, fighting fiercely, with banging sounds, and air waves sweeping in all directions, shaking the surrounding areas.

The monks from the human and demon tribes on the periphery rushed in one after another to support their own troops. Both sides used their own methods. The fight was violent and radiant. Even the foggy mountain peak was trembling slightly. From time to time, cold air rippled down and filled the entire air. piece of sky.

Suddenly, human monks screamed, and some people began to suffer serious injuries, and then the terrifying explosions spread, making the snow shake.

Han Feng's sharp eyes saw that it was a great human monk who had perfected the elixir formation and suddenly exploded his true elixir, injuring three demons. Then these three people were killed by the surrounding human monks and died one after another.

However, after all, the demons were much more powerful, and now that their numbers were about the same, they naturally had the upper hand, and soon they surrounded them and attacked the human monks.

The two sides fought fiercely and fiercely, and the world seemed to explode. There were countless ripples in the space and overlapping colorful lights.