Han Feng suddenly stopped moving forward because he sensed through the power of the residual talisman that there were people on the volcano. There were three of them. All of them had powerful auras, and they were all half-step psychics.
This feeling is very strange. It is obvious that his soul power is isolated by the sea of fire here. Even if he releases it with all his strength, it can only cover a radius of more than a hundred feet at most. It is absolutely impossible to see the people on the mountain nearly a thousand feet away.
In other words, the residual talisman has opened up a new ability, and he has benefited a lot from it. When he enters some special places in the future, he will not be afraid that his eyes will go dark and he will not be able to perceive anything.
He continued to observe carefully, and was surprised to find that there were countless spiritual creatures growing on this mountain, including lotus flowers, Ganoderma lucidum, and ginseng.
These spiritual plants are just like the real ones. They can actually turn the fiery red flame into wisps of white mist, which has filled half of the mountain peak.
Naturally, the three people on the mountain could not see Han Feng's presence, and they felt that there was no need to guard against the surrounding area. After all, even if the disciples came in, they would not be able to come to the volcano.
The three of them practiced with their eyes closed, and they continued to exhale the white mist that filled the volcanoes between their mouths and noses, making their aura gradually strengthen. Given time, by chance, they might be able to successfully break through to the realm of psychics. .
Han Feng's eyes flashed, he restrained his breath, and slowly leaned over.
He didn't want to alarm the three of them just yet. He wanted to check the situation first, lest the boat capsize in the gutter.
In this environment, the half-step psychic monks in Muxia Palace might have some special means to improve themselves, comparable to the psychic masters.
Be careful when sailing the thousand-year ship. Although Han Feng has superior strength and can compete with the real psychic master, he will not be too big.
Now that he is in the dark and the other three are in the open, he is sure of victory and there is no need to confront them head-on.
He walked around the perimeter of the Flame Mountain, silently thinking about his attack strategy.
At this moment, the remnant talisman in the depths of his soul sea seemed to be unable to hold back any longer. Suddenly, wisps of white light were ejected from his body, and he took the initiative to attack. In an instant, he crossed a thousand feet away and reached the mountain of flames. In one sweep, He devoured three of the spiritual creatures without even blinking.
"beep……"
Next, all the spiritual creatures suffered a disaster and turned into a large white mist, which was swept away by the remaining talismans.
The branch lines on the surface of the residual talisman healed quickly one by one, and the white light became more powerful and dazzling.
Han Feng was a little worried at first, but he was overwhelmed by the majestic energy that followed. Knowing that he was unable to stop the remaining talisman, he simply opened his heart and scraped the energy to his heart's content, stored it in his flesh and blood, and continued to breed more powerful The blood energy is mighty and powerful, like a rushing stream.
The movement caused by the residual talisman became louder and louder. The three people sitting cross-legged on the mountain were not fools. In just half a cup of tea, they opened their eyes one after another and looked at the white mist billowing on the mountain. They couldn't help but show panic. , stood up one after another.
The three of them were originally tens of feet apart from each other, but now they gathered together at the same time, looked at each other, and then dispersed their soul power to explore.
"What's going on?" An old man with white hair and beard was surprised. He couldn't help but frowned as he didn't find out what the problem was.
The other two people also frowned, looking puzzled.
At this moment, the white light released by the remaining talisman became as if it were nothing, blending with the mountain fog. In this environment, it was really difficult for them to detect it.
The mist in the mountains was billowing and rolling. The spiritual objects dispersed and turned into thick mist. However, they were absorbed by the inexplicable power in a few breaths. They seemed to disappear out of thin air. It was strange. pole.
These three people were responsible for stationing here. Now that they discovered this abnormal situation, they were extremely anxious, but they couldn't find any clues.
"Junior Brother Li, let me go out with you to check." The old man with white hair and beard glanced around, then suddenly looked at the middle-aged man on the left and said.
The middle-aged man had a white face and no beard, and was wearing a blue robe. He nodded in agreement and followed the old man with white hair and beard to fly away from the Flame Mountain and explore outside.
The remaining half-step psychic is a beautiful woman, graceful, dignified and beautiful. She stays on the mountain and continues to protect her.
This Flame Mountain is the essence of the entire holy lake, and it is also the most important treasure of their Muxia Palace. There is no room for negligence. Once it is lost, the entire sect will be greatly affected, almost breaking its foundation.
At this moment, the two half-step psychics came to the sea of fire lake, used secret techniques, and used the power here to expand the scope of soul power exploration. It continued to extend, covering a radius of three to four hundred feet in the blink of an eye.
They kept changing their directions, and in no time they were searching a three-thousand-foot radius area centered on the Flame Mountain.
Unfortunately, they still found nothing and were stunned to understand.
"It's really strange. How could such a situation happen? Is there something wrong with the Holy Lake itself? Did this cause the spiritual creatures on the Wanhuo Guiyuan Mountain to wither and collapse?" The white-faced middle-aged man whispered.
"We are divided into two groups. You continue to explore the surrounding area, and I will go down to the bottom of the lake to have a look." The old man with white hair and beard pondered for a while, and then suddenly made this arrangement.
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Brother Bu, be careful. If you find anything, tell me immediately and I will go and support you!"
The old man hummed, flicked his long sleeves, and swooped down. With a soft splash, he submerged into the lake and disappeared.
In fact, Han Feng was right around them, but he was able to see the two of them in advance through the power of the residual talisman, so that he could keep moving and avoid their detection.
Han Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to let the remaining talisman absorb the white mist.
It's not that he is afraid of the three of them, but that in this environment, if you can save one thing, then let's speed up the repair of the branch line. The right way is now.
He used part of his energy to look inside, and was surprised to find that more than 320 branches of the residual talisman had been restored. The white light released was getting brighter and brighter, making the soul power crystals in his soul sea shine brightly.
Especially the bead-like soul power crystal ball in the center of his soul sea has become more rounded, and it is still absorbing the surrounding soul power crystals and gathering them together, making it continue to grow.
But then, the crystal ball suddenly shrank and became smaller, remaining at the size of a fist, emitting circles of colorful ripples, extremely beautiful.
"What kind of spiritual object is this? And the flame mountain that can derive these spiritual objects is no longer enough to be expressed by the word magical!" Han Feng was secretly surprised.
