Han Feng's soul power has been covering all directions. Everything in the sky and on the ground is under his surveillance. The real demon energy is so slippery that it disappears deep into the ground without a trace in a flash. Moreover, that moment A mysterious barrier resurfaced at some point, preventing him from exploring deeper.
Han Feng thought for a while, then suddenly rushed down, his body flashing with light, he walked directly through the swamp, went deep into it, and followed closely behind.
The sealing warriors didn't know what to do for a while, and made a slight commotion for a while, but soon returned to calm, and exited the swamp neatly, staying outside, as if waiting for Han Feng's return.
Soon, Han Feng reached a depth of more than a thousand feet, and the barrier blocked his way. Without saying a word, he made fist seals and attacked fiercely, but after fighting for a long time, he could not break through.
He raised his hand and took out the Sky-Breaking Sword from the storage ring. Without delaying the time, he slashed down with the sword, and with a hiss, a hole was opened, which could accommodate one person in and out.
He immediately turned into a stream of light and rushed down like lightning.
The place is still covered with mud and water, and all kinds of smells are permeated. If a mortal comes here, he will definitely feel sick and may even faint.
Han Feng's body was surrounded by light, so he naturally had no such problems. His body was like a swimming fish, diving down quickly. He took a few breaths and went thousands of feet deep.
At this moment, wisps of black energy suddenly emerged from all directions, turning into thousands of long black knives, stabbing straight at him, leaving him with no way out.
Han Feng sneered, and shook the Sky-Breaking Sword in his hand. The sword energy was like silk, and suddenly rose into the sky, successfully resisting the attacks of these long knives like the tip of a needle against a wheat awn.
"Ding ding ding..."
A sound like rain hitting banana trees spread, and all the black long knives shattered and turned into wisps of black energy again, but they could not escape. They were entangled by the sword energy like silk threads and pulled to Han Feng's side. , once again swallowed by the white light emitted from his body.
Han Feng's soul power spread out to a radius of several thousand feet. He made a long circle, but failed to discover the source of the demonic energy. He could only continue to rush downward.
After a while, a lot of black energy came from all directions, with endless transformations, including knives and guns, and even black flames, which burned the surrounding swamp completely, leaving a large space.
As soon as Han Feng thought, countless black fire seals appeared around him, and even with the powerful firepower, without any accident, the black energy was burned into nothing.
He went down again, rushing straight down, and passed through three interceptions by unknown enemies in succession. However, after he penetrated another three thousand feet, there was another mysterious barrier blocking him below.
The more this happened, the more certain he became that there was something unimaginable down there, perhaps a member of the Demon Clan, or perhaps a valuable Demon Clan treasure.
He held the Sky-Breaking Sword tightly and struck down with another sword without hesitation. Under the infusion of the three powers, a layer of snow-white light appeared on the Sky-Breaking Sword, successfully splitting through the obstacles and creating another hole.
He cut in like lightning, twisted his body, and flew hundreds of feet downward.
In the next moment, Han Feng encountered more and stronger interceptions, but he was able to break through them all in threes and fives, and rushed downwards without hesitation.
When he broke through the third invisible barrier, he came to a huge underground space, which was ten thousand feet high. He didn't know how it was formed.
There is a lamp in the central area of this space. The lamp is as white as jade, but the wick is as black as jet jade, emitting bursts of black light.
These black lights seem to have spirituality, and they evolve into various forms from time to time, including people from the demon race and all kinds of strange birds and beasts.
Then these images shattered, and everything turned into thousands of wisps of true demonic energy, rising up and then disappearing out of thin air, as if they had traveled through space and gone to the outside world.
Han Feng was stunned when he saw it. He didn't expect that there would be such a magical existence. It was like a great treasure, and it could actually generate true demonic energy on its own.
Of course, he also knew that it should have absorbed the original power of the magic mountain world, otherwise how could it be able to transform an endless stream of true demonic energy.
He tried to move forward, but he only moved more than a thousand feet before he was blocked by an invisible barrier. No matter how hard he tried, it was of no avail.
He didn't dare to display more powerful power, because even here, he was still suppressed by this world and could not unleash his full strength.
When he thought about it, this lamp was so strange that it was probably also suppressed by the Magic Mountain World. It was even very likely that it was cared for by the ancestral talisman back then and sealed.
But even so, this thing was still infinitely powerful, and in the end it still blocked Han Feng, preventing him from getting close.
Han Feng secretly pondered in his heart, thinking about how to break through the defense of this lamp, but after much thought, he could not come up with a good way.
He held the Sky-Breaking Sword, and while suppressing his cultivation, he slashed horizontally and vertically, but to no avail.
A colorful light flashed between his brows, and five-element talismans appeared, blasting violently at the invisible barrier, but it did not break it.
Han Feng stopped fussing for the time being, but he didn't give up either. He silently immersed himself in the sea of souls and communicated with the remaining talismans.
Since this period of time, there has been no movement at all in the remnant talisman, and I don't know what it is busy with.
He communicated for a long time, but there was still no response from Remnant Fu, which made him very helpless and had to give up temporarily.
He sat cross-legged in the air in front of this invisible barrier, silently thinking about countermeasures. Limited by the restrictions of this world, he was unable to use many methods.
Han Feng's eyebrows suddenly bloomed with colorful light, and he carefully understood the mystery. Unknowingly, he saw that the shape of this invisible barrier was actually made up of densely packed runes.
This is already the limit of what he can do, and in this state of suppressing his own cultivation, he can't hold on for long. In just a dozen breaths, he can no longer see the restrained runes of the invisible barrier. .
At a quick glance, he couldn't see any clues. After pondering for a while, he continued to observe with his soul power, and then checked it carefully again.
In just half an hour, he read it twelve times, but he could only see some clues. There is still a long way to go to break this barrier.
Instead of being impatient, he regarded this obstacle as an excellent opportunity to hone his Talisman skills, and continued to observe the mysteries with great patience.
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Time flew by, and half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Han Feng also sat cross-legged in front of this invisible barrier, and he did not hesitate to use the original power of the soul beads to check the runes on its surface. After countless studies, he finally cracked it open.
