In the blink of an eye, he flew thousands of miles away, keeping his soul power covering the surrounding areas all the way, in order to search for her in a wide range.
The time for a stick of incense passed quickly. He flew tens of thousands of miles, but unfortunately he could not find any trace of Murong Xue.
"Senior sister, where have you been?" Han Feng murmured to himself and sent a message to her through the Stone of Life, but there was still no news at all, as if he had suddenly lost contact.
When he flew tens of thousands of miles and still didn't find the other party's figure, he suddenly hovered in the air, thought seriously for a while, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, held the spell in his hand, and condensed it into a red seal. Light shines.
Then, he took out the Stone of Life, and inserted magic spells into it with a mysterious technique, and activated it. A bright and transparent blood mark emerged, with a faint fragrance. This was Murong. The brand of essence and blood left inside by Xue before.
Then, Han Feng cast a spell to make his blood mark revolve around Murong Xue's blood mark, creating circles of bright red ripples.
This is a secret technique that can lock the approximate location of others through their life source.
In fact, the principle of the Stone of Life is similar, but it is not as powerful as this secret technique. However, the distance that this secret technique can explore is limited, at most 30,000 miles, and it extremely consumes the caster's mana and vitality.
Those red ripples spread quickly, and in the blink of an eye they filled an area of thousands of feet, circle after circle, floating in the air like countless concentric circles.
After a while, a special secret power came out, the void shook, space ripples emerged, and a strange red light flowed like water, exploring the people and things around it.
Not long after, when this space fluctuation expanded to fifteen thousand miles away, circles of light waves rebounded back, as if they suddenly encountered some obstacle.
Han Feng knew the approximate location through secret induction. He quickly put away the Stone of Life, adjusted his direction, and rushed over at full speed. In less than half a stick of incense, he reached the location and saw only a layer of black. The light curtain stretched across the void, forming a circle, like a large upside-down bowl, hanging in the air, only about thirty feet in size, flickering continuously, as if it would soon converge again and return to its original state. invisible.
Han Feng was so impatient that he immediately took out the broken sword, poured all his strength into it, and burst out a light sword hundreds of feet long. The sword was covered with runes and slashed violently at the big bowl-like black light shield. Thousands of lightnings were stimulated, crackling, and countless cracks were opened in the space, as dense as a spider web.
However, this black mask was just flashing with light, but there was no sign of collapse.
Han Feng was even more worried. Without saying a word, he used all his strength again and continued to hold the broken sword tightly with both hands. He did not hesitate to expend all his strength and slashed at it one after another. Each sword was stronger than the other, as if there was no limit.
After a cup of tea, a crack finally appeared on the black mask, but it seemed to have a strong self-healing power and healed quickly.
How could Han Feng let it recover? The seven-colored light suddenly flashed between his eyebrows, and a Mystic Soul Sword condensed like lightning. It instantly sank into the crack of the black light mask, not only preventing it from healing, but also allowing it to expand further, almost With just one breath, the crack became ten feet long and several feet wide, like a huge wound.
"Dong dong dong..."
At this moment, there was a strange noise inside, and various kinds of light were projected from inside, which was extremely strange.
Han Feng secretly rejoiced, raised his hand and clenched his fist, and launched a series of overbearing fists, which were extremely domineering and powerful.
This black mask immediately shook as if it was hit by a hundred thousand mountains, the light flashed, and the entire space shook violently.
"Which bastard is out there trying to ruin my good deeds!" Suddenly, a fierce shout came from inside the black light shield, and he felt furious.
Han Feng was slightly startled. There was indeed someone inside, and it was very likely that Murong Xue was trapped inside.
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. He did not hesitate to expend his original power and let the broken sword activate an even more terrifying sword light. He slashed through it and hit the crack in the middle.
He really started to work hard!
"Bang..."
There was a muffled sound, and the crack in the black mask became wider and wider, enough to be about ten feet wide, and the situation inside it was vaguely visible.
There seems to be a world of its own, with mountains and rivers, but it is completely deserted and looks extremely strange.
"Can you still trap me now?" Murong Xue's voice suddenly emerged from it.
At the same time, the light of thousands of swords flashed in the world without any warning, crisscrossing the sky and earth, turning into a world of swords, chopping up the small world within the black light barrier beyond recognition, breaking the mountains and rivers, and littering the rocks. Hit the air.
"How come you have such a level of spiritual treasure!" the man said in surprise.
"Who said my things are spiritual treasures!" Murong Xue sneered, and the sword light in the sky suddenly condensed into mountains, one after another, constantly emerging, densely packed, like mountains and seas, covering the sky and the sun, and majestic.
At this moment, the space inside the black mask began to crack, and the crack on its surface was completely opened, leaking out various auras, and the strong wind started to whistle.
Seeing this, Han Feng immediately launched a fierce attack from the outside, spitting out a mouthful of blood again, and another extremely powerful sword light flew out and landed on the crack, causing it to tremble continuously.
"Damn it, my mountains and rivers covering the sky can't cover you anymore, get out!" The man shouted angrily, and the black light mask suddenly exploded, and the terrifying flames vented out, and the void was shattered and spread like a mirror. Dozens of miles.
Seeing that the opportunity was not good, Han Feng immediately ran away and moved nearly a hundred miles in an instant. His body was covered in golden light and he avoided its frontal bombardment.
Even so, he also felt the blood surge in his body, his throat felt sweet, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood.
But he ignored his injuries, held the broken sword in his hand, activated the layers of sword light to come out, protected himself, and rushed back in the opposite direction, looking for Murong Xue's figure.
The space debris in this area has not all disappeared, and it collides with the sword light outside him from time to time, making a clanging sound that keeps ringing.
As the colorful halo flashed, a slender figure emerged from the void. She was surrounded by a green sword light, and her sharp energy blocked all the dense space fragments around her, making it impossible to get close to her body. .
This person is surprisingly Murong Xue!
"Senior sister, are you okay?!" Han Feng quickly came to her side and asked softly with concern on his face.
