In less than a stick of incense, both the human and demon tribes suffered heavy casualties. The blood evil energy transformed into a river and flowed continuously in the air, mixed with the cold air, which was extremely strange.
"You sister, if you dare to kill my brother, you will die!" A human monk who was close to a half-step psychic was furious. He held two machetes and danced them like wheels. With overwhelming power, he beat back five or six people. The demons opened a hole and rushed out of the encirclement.
However, his anger had no effect at all. After a short while, he was stopped by several other demon monks and they fought fiercely.
Various battles were taking place in other places, with strange lights shining, air waves rising to the sky, and rumbling sounds. The whole scene was in chaos. It was such a big battle!
With the influx of a large number of human monks, the strength of the two races of humans and demons gradually became equal, and they were indistinguishable and evenly matched.
"Now that it's started, there's no need to hide anymore. Come on over and let's drive out these demons together!" On the human side, a true half-step psychic suddenly appeared, seemingly in Yu Yu's arms. He has a great status in the Immortal Sect. With an order, a large group of monks who have perfected the pill formation immediately sprang out from the dense forest. They were very large in number, no less than a hundred people. They were led by four other half-step psychic masters and divided into four teams. , inserted into the battlefield like four sharp knives.
In an instant, all kinds of magic weapons flew across the sky, rushing towards the demons like a torrent. In one encounter, several demon monks who had completed the formation of pills were blown to pieces. Their flesh and blood flew everywhere, and their evil aura soared into the sky.
"You think that no one in my holy clan is perfect!" An extremely powerful aura immediately rose up in the dense forest, and with a flash of golden light, a demon monk who was half a psychic appeared. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a forehead. The upper pair of sharp corners are shiny.
His cold eyes were as cold as lightning, and he stood suspended in mid-air, overlooking the battlefield. With a wave of his hand, dozens of demon monks immediately jumped out of the purple coniferous forest. The worst ones were all at the level of perfect pill formation, and many of them were close to half a step. Psychic figures surrounded him in reverse.
In just a dozen breaths, this group of demons and human monks were fighting hand to hand. The battle was endless. The terrifying momentum was released, and it felt like it was about to shatter into nothingness.
It should be noted that this area is affected by the cold pool, and the space is extremely solid. Even the characters with perfect elixir formation cannot move smoothly. Even if they use secret techniques to attack, it is unlikely to break the void. The power bursting out from the battle at this moment makes the space violently distorted. , the colored lights overlap, like water ripples, colorful and beautiful.
However, under this beauty, from time to time monks with perfect elixir formation would fall, disintegrate, and disappear.
These people are all important figures like princes in the outside world, but here they die like ants.
But they had no choice. This was a fight between two clans. The Yuxian Sect ordered all sects to mobilize corresponding forces to support the Yin Realm, so they had no choice but to come, otherwise they would face the annihilation of the clan. disaster.
Han Feng's mind was swaying as he watched. He resisted the urge to kill several times and murmured to himself: "There are still people in the human race who dare to die, but it's a pity that I can't participate in them!"
"Let's observe again. If that old devil doesn't show up for a day, you won't be able to reveal your true strength. Otherwise, if he sees your true identity, your situation will be even worse." Murong Xue advised.
"I know, I'm thinking about how I can bypass their fighting site and sneak into the cold pool without anyone noticing." Han Feng's eyes flickered and he said softly.
"I have a talisman that I found in a ruins. It seems to have space power fluctuations, but I can't activate it. It may be useful to you. You are a high-level talisman master after all." Murong Xuewen He raised his eyebrows and suddenly took out a strange talisman. It was as clear as a transparent ice crystal and shone brightly under the skylight.
Han Feng took it and examined it carefully. Just when he was trying to release his soul power to explore, the five-element talisman hidden in his storage ring suddenly moved, as if he was interested in the talisman in his hand.
Han Feng was slightly shocked. This was an extremely rare thing. He had never seen the Five Elements Talisman move on its own since he bought it from the auction. Unexpectedly, it suddenly changed today.
He immediately took it out and brought it close to the talisman.
In an instant, they both lit up at the same time, emitting a charming light. The five-element talisman was colorful, and the talisman shone like crystal.
Not long after, the talisman slowly melted into the Five Elements Talisman and gradually disappeared.
Murong Xue was also shocked, and obviously did not expect such an ending.
Han Feng immediately dispersed his soul power, and slowly followed the light of the talisman to seep into the interior of the five-element talisman. Seeing the extremely complicated structure, like dotted talisman patterns, with dark nodes, affected by the talisman Moistened by the light, these nodes lit up one after another, as bright as stars, exuding strange power, slowly repairing its own damaged talisman paths.
He was amazed to see this method of self-healing, which was really eye-opening.
Han Feng remained silent. The more he watched, the more fascinated he became. He actually felt like he had a sudden enlightenment. The power of the talisman was greatly improved, and bursts of talisman light appeared all over his body, shining endlessly.
Not only that, his soul power actually became more and more solid, emanating from the center of his eyebrows like strands of crystal, which was extremely dazzling.
Han Feng was overjoyed and immediately activated the Soul Plowing Technique, mobilizing the vast sea of soul power to attack the bottleneck in the late stage of crystallization. He rushed over one after another, bursting out violent sounds in his soul sea, and the echoes continued.
Not long after, he felt dizzy and couldn't see.
"Are you okay?" Murong Xue asked with a look of surprise on her face.
Han Feng closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, forced out a ray of soul power, sent a message to her, and said hurriedly: "Give me the Dharma Protector!"
Murong Xue looked solemn, and without saying a word, she spread her cultivation to protect Han Feng Zhouquan.
At this moment, mirror-like cracks gradually appeared at the edge of Han Feng's soul sea, and traces of strange light seeped in, like flames, extremely red.
"ah……"
Han Feng suddenly let out a scream. It turned out that the light that penetrated out of thin air was really like a flame, and it began to burn his soul power, sizzling and crackling.
The pain penetrated deep into his soul and was simply unbearable. He clenched his steel teeth tightly and turned blue.
Murong Xue looked a little worried, but she did not cast a spell to relieve Han Feng's pain. She knew clearly that no one could help him except Han Feng himself at this moment.
Of course, she was still extremely vigilant in protecting him, blocking all sounds and preventing any of his breath from leaking out. ()
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