Murong Xue looked thoughtful and said: "Without further delay, let's take the initiative to sneak into Hanyutan Pond. There are things in there that attract strong people. The spiritual objects in the outer area will not make their hearts flutter."
"Okay, let's go there right away!" Han Feng agreed.
With that said, he grabbed her hand and ran towards the depths.
"Don't be like this. You are now Long Miao. It's a bit suspicious to be with you all of a sudden. If you are so close, doesn't it make people think it's impossible?" Murong Xue didn't move away from his big hand, but just looked back. Looking at him, he said with a red face.
"Haha, you are right." Han Feng smiled and reluctantly let go of her hand.
Murong Xue remained silent and continued to walk forward.
"Hey, I really hope to leave this hellish place as soon as possible, so that I can hold your hand openly!" Han Feng sighed leisurely and said helplessly.
With a smile in her eyes, Murong Xue turned back to glare at him, and then quickly walked away.
Han Feng laughed and followed closely.
In a short while, he and Murong Xue came under the giant fog peak again. The huge pressure still existed and the chill was overwhelming.
However, Han Feng and Murong Xue didn't feel any discomfort at all, and walked straight in with a relaxed look on their faces. The people already gathered inside turned to look at him and Murong Xue, and started talking.
"Who is that?" Someone asked through a message to his companions.
"He is a big shot, Long Miao. It is said that he is the third son of a powerful person from the Yuxian Sect. He is extremely powerful, comparable to a psychic master!" A handsome middle-aged man said with a slight twinkle in his eyes.
"With such a big background, no wonder he is accompanied by such a beautiful woman!" The man sighed with emotion.
"Hey, it turns out you are staring at the beautiful woman next to me!" the middle-aged man laughed and cursed angrily.
"My fair lady, a gentleman is so generous! He has a good appetite and sex, what's so strange!" The man chuckled, without any trace of embarrassment on his face.
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In this mist-shrouded area, most of the soul power was cut off. Naturally, Han Feng and Murong Xue could not hear their discussions, but they could still feel their strange eyes.
Han Feng snorted coldly and shouted loudly: "If you don't want a pair of photos anymore, just keep looking, I don't mind taking your eyes away!"
His voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it reached the ears of many people around him very clearly, causing their expressions to change greatly. They turned around, not daring to peep at Murong Xue anymore, and rushed towards Hanyuantan in earnest.
For some reason, after entering this place, there were relatively few fights between the human and demon clans, and everyone lived in peace. Thinking about it, he probably didn't want to waste time here. After all, the real opportunity lies inside Hanyutan Pond. It's not too late to enter there and fight again.
But for Han Feng and Murong Xue, those demons were unscrupulous. Not only did they covet Murong Xue's beauty, but there were also people who jumped out to block Han Feng and her from moving forward.
This was a tall man about ten feet tall, wearing blue clothes, holding a long-handled axe, and he was full of obscenities, causing his companions to laugh.
Murong Xue frowned, without any nonsense, he struck out with his sword, like a blue flying rainbow, cutting the demon man into two pieces in an instant, and the dirty blood flowed all over the ground, and the stench was incomparable.
The human monks applauded one after another, causing a group of demons to stare angrily.
At this moment, the three companions of the demon monk jumped out and stood in front of Murong Xue and Han Feng. Their faces were full of anger, but they did not dare to take action. They were obviously afraid of Murong Xue's strength.
"Get out of here, or don't blame me for going on a killing spree!" Han Feng roared angrily, with such murderous intent that the void here was slightly distorted.
The three demon monks felt Han Feng's pressure and couldn't help but retreat, not daring to stop him and Murong Xue anymore. After all, at this moment, all the powerful demon monks had entered the Cold Abyss Pond.
Han Feng smiled proudly and did not embarrass them. Killing them would not help. Now the top priority was that he had to find the secret disciples of the Yuxian Sect to find the exit. Otherwise, everything would be in vain. No matter how many demons he killed, he would not be able to alleviate the problem. The current predicament between him and Murong Xue.
"Why are you so arrogant? Aren't you afraid of attracting the real strong men of the demon clan?" Murong Xue asked secretly through a message as she moved forward.
"In this way, I can show the proper posture of Long Miao, which is consistent with his identity and character. Otherwise, it will be easy to betray the gang." Han Feng explained, and then said: "I was thinking about the appearance of a strong demon clan. Well, they have appeared, and the powerful men of Yuxian Sect will also appear, but unfortunately they have all entered Hanyutan, and we have to follow them in, and we don’t know what happened inside?"
"The Optimian Light Pillar that the Yuxian Sect disciple mentioned before has disappeared. Perhaps it has a lot to do with the entry of those strong men into it. What I am worried about now is the old demon Moxi. He is very likely to have rushed into it too. ." Murong Xue said worriedly.
"You are right. That guy hasn't shown up yet, so he probably got in earlier than us. We have to hurry up, otherwise things will change if we wait too long!" Han Feng looked shocked and immediately activated more powerful force. , the speed does not decrease but increases, getting closer and closer to Hanyuantan.
Murong Xue is not weak either. She has developed her swordsmanship skills, her whole body is shining with sword light. She moves lightly, one step is more than ten feet away, and she is the last to arrive first. She is more than ten times faster than other monks.
In less than a moment of burning incense, Han Feng and Murong Xue came to the edge of Hanyutan Pond, feeling its surging cold air, as if they were in an ice cellar. Murong Xue's physical body was much worse, and she trembled slightly. Shivering, he quickly used his magic power to resist.
Han Feng wanted to give her warmth, but the other party stopped him. It was still the same reason and he couldn't make outsiders suspicious.
"How about I go down alone?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows and asked via voice transmission.
"My swordsmanship is originally a method of cold attribute. This may be a place of opportunity for me. You can't block my path to promotion!" Murong Xue said half-jokingly.
As soon as she finished speaking, she jumped down and submerged into the pool.
Han Feng knew that she was worried about him and didn't want him to take the risk alone. He followed closely with some emotion, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the Hanyutan Pond, there was an inexplicable flash of blue light. It was not dark, but had a dreamlike feeling.
However, it is indeed extremely cold here. Although the water in the pool is not frozen, the cold is like a knife, which penetrates into the bones. It is simply unbearable. Han Feng's body is extremely strong, so he does not feel much discomfort.
"Senior sister, are you okay?" Han Feng swam down quickly and hugged Murong Xue while no one was around.
"What are you doing?!" Murong Xue said angrily and quickly broke away from his embrace.
