However, as soon as he finished speaking, at this moment, the magic of the residual talisman was revealed. The white light suddenly dispersed, like threads, seeping into every inch of Yan Fudutong's flesh and blood, causing his power to collapse like an avalanche, and he A wisp of white light suddenly appeared from inside his Dantian, wrapping around his spiritual infant's shadow like lightning. It was wrapped inside and out, airtight, and he could no longer self-explode.
"Blow it up!" Deputy Commander Yan of the demon tribe was furious and made a last-ditch struggle.
But the residual talisman no longer gave him a chance. An inexplicable fluctuation occurred, and his mana was continuously guided into the purple compass.
After this short delay, the purple compass had become only half a foot in size under the majestic squeeze of Wanjian Mountain. The hole was also getting smaller accordingly and was still healing.
Now with the injection of mana from Deputy Dutong Yan, the purple compass's light surged, and it was supported again, continuing to stabilize the hole, without falling short of the success.
When Han Feng saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly approached the cave entrance.
After being squeezed by the residual talisman, the magic power of the Demon Clan's Deputy Commander Yan gurgled out, just like a river bursting its banks. It was out of control, causing the power of the purple compass to increase several times, and finally opened the hole again. , gradually returned to the size of three feet.
The Demon Clan's deputy commander, Yan, was completely white-faced and almost collapsed. His body was depleted of mana, and he was in a state of exhaustion. He was so damaged that it would be difficult to recover even if he didn't die this time.
"As soon as I die, your image will be transmitted to the hands of the strong men of our clan. At that time, you will be besieged by the strong men of our clan and will not stop! Your human race will also face a catastrophe of life and death, and the entire human world will disappear with me. , Haha!" Deputy Commander Yan of the Demon Clan was left with only skin and bones, looking crazy, and said with a laugh.
Han Feng ignored his madness and secretly urged Can Fu to break through Wanjian Mountain's defense as soon as possible.
Just at this moment, the middle position of the purple compass suddenly became illusory, and a transparent cave gradually appeared. The sword energy crisscrossing inside Wanjian Mountain could be vaguely seen, strong and hazy, and bursts of sword sounds could be heard from time to time. Voice.
The remaining talisman in the depths of his soul sea flashed, and the white light in Yan Fu Dutong's body suddenly surged, swallowing up a large chunk of Yan Fu Dutong's flesh and blood, all of which was transformed into a mighty force. The earth poured into the purple compass, making its central area larger enough for one person to step into it.
"puff……"
Deputy Dutong Yan kept coughing up blood, which was all blackened. His breath was like a gossamer, and his eyes were lifeless. At the end of his life, he had no hope of recovery.
Han Feng reached out without mercy, took off his storage ring, and then without looking back, passed through the transparent hole of the purple compass and entered Wanjian Mountain.
But the miraculous thing is that the purple compass is still shining brightly, and Vice Dutong Yan's flesh and blood is still withering, providing it with endless power.
But after three or four breaths, the Demon Clan's Vice-President Yan died completely. Wisps of white light began to seep out of his skin, slowly decomposing his skeleton. Finally, he turned into a pile of powder and dispersed in the wind, without any trace left. .
The purple compass shrank suddenly, was squeezed by the power of Wanjian Mountain, and fell into the interior of Wanjian Mountain, disappearing. However, the hole was completely healed and tightly closed, leaving no trace.
At this moment, Han Feng was floating in the sky above the inner world of Wanjian Mountain, raised his hand to catch the purple compass, and put it in his pocket with an expressionless expression.
Then, he looked down at the land below. As far as he could see, there were mountain peaks, with thousands of sharp swords stuck upside down on them. Some were long, some were short, some were wide, some were narrow. The power coming out was like a wave. , surging, disrupting the power of heaven and earth in all directions, and the spiritual energy collapsed, leaving this small world with no other energy to survive except the existence of sword energy.
"Buzz..."
Han Feng frowned and couldn't help but take out the broken sword from his storage ring. It couldn't stay any longer and was trying to get out. If he didn't let it out, it might pierce his storage ring.
As soon as the broken sword appeared in Han Feng's hand, it suddenly shone brightly, wildly devouring the sword energy around it, and growing stronger. New sprouts sprouted from the tip, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and unknowingly another small one grew. Cut off, it looks a little longer.
This length may not seem long, but it is actually quite remarkable. At this time, it becomes more difficult for Broken Sword to grow. It is extremely difficult to grow, and non-special treasures cannot make it grow buds.
"Forget it, I'll just let you eat as much as you want here!" Han Feng held the broken sword in his hand and let it devour it. He looked in one direction and flew towards the north.
The internal world of Wanjian Mountain is actually consistent with its mountain body. Flying north is actually going up, heading towards the peak.
For some reason, this world is quiet, without any living beings. There is no sun, moon, or stars in the sky. There are only occasional bursts of strong winds, and colorful lights are contained in them. They streak across the mountain peaks, across the plains, across the abyss, and finally Submerged into nothingness, nowhere to be found.
Han Feng's speed was neither urgent nor slow, not very fast, but the world was not big. After more than half an hour, he successfully reached the top of Wanjian Mountain without any incident.
To his surprise, the place was completely empty, and there was no one there. Neither Murong Xue nor the old demon Moxi could be seen.
However, there are two huge stones placed on it, each one is about ten feet tall, and they emit a faint light, with a faint sword intent emanating from them.
"What exactly happened here?" Han Feng was puzzled. He circled around the two stones and observed carefully, but even if he used his soul power to explore, he couldn't figure out the reason.
He thought for a long time, took out the Stone of Life, inserted the magic formula to activate it, and found that Murong Xue's aura was nearby. It could be said that it was far away and right in front of him.
He knew that Murong Xue was hidden in these two stones, and she was still in retreat, but he didn't know why there was another stone.
"Isn't this extra stone hiding the old demon Moxi?" Han Feng glanced around, his eyes flickering, and he secretly guessed.
But he shook his head silently. This possibility is very small, because Murong Xue entered the inner world of Wanjian Mountain first. She should have arrived here very early, and she also sent a message saying that she wanted to retreat, maybe she would hide in it. Such a stone.
If the old demon Moxi was hidden in another stone, with his temper, he would have ruined Murong Xue's chances long ago. How could he let Murong Xue live?
However, if the other stone does not contain the old Moxi, then where did that guy go? ()
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