"It's just the beginning, why are you in a hurry!" Taoist Cailian, as the overlord of the Yuxian Sect, naturally had no intention of being polite and simply shouted coldly.
Hua Zijie and Mouton looked at each other and frowned in unison, but they both remained silent. They were angry but dared not speak. After all, Taoist Master Cailian's Tao is very strong, and it is not just as simple as the late stage of enlightenment.
Taoist Cailian ignored them and continued to concentrate on injecting the power of his own laws to maintain the Jiuyang Xuanzhen magic circle and constantly attack the coffin of the world.
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Just when this group of people entered the Zufu Underground Palace, Han Feng had already been in another brand-new world for several days.
This is a world of symbols!
There are talismans of different colors floating in all directions, up, down, left and right, but they have one thing in common, they are all first-grade mortal-level talismans.
Moreover, these first-grade talismans are only transparent and do not exist in substance. Han Feng touches them with his hands and directly penetrates them, like flowers in the water or the moon in the mirror.
Han Feng looked at these first-grade talismans, thinking silently, and guessed in his mind the purpose of the ancestral talismans.
"Could it be that you want me to copy these talismans?" He whispered to himself.
Thinking of this, his soul power spread out, covering a distance of a hundred feet, and he instantly understood the first-grade talismans around him. Then he pointed out the light, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of beams of light were formed. In an instant, one beam of light turned into one. Zhang Fu.
It is exactly the same as the transparent first-grade talisman in this area, without any difference.
It seems that these first-grade talismans are exactly the same as the floating talismans. When certain requirements are met, the floating talismans disappear one after another.
However, there are countless talismans in the outer area, too many to count.
Han Feng had a headache, but seeing that his method was effective, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He moved his body and walked out while concentrating all his strength on the first-grade talisman.
Although there is a special power here that hinders his soul power exploration, under his full strength, he can cover a thousand feet radius every time. The soul power spreads in all directions like waves, and in an instant, countless first-class talismans are formed, which soon replace the sky. Lots of talismans.
For three consecutive hours, Han Feng did not stop for a moment, keeping his soul power fully blooming at all times. He outlined thousands of first-grade talismans, which were completely consistent with the floating talisman.
"Buzz..."
Finally, after successfully passing this level, all the symbols he drew spontaneously ignited and connected with each other, forming a mighty wave of power.
Han Feng was a little surprised. Just as he was about to make some moves, the surroundings suddenly shone brightly, and the scene changed drastically. He came to a forest.
He observed carefully and found that every leaf was a talisman, but a second-grade talisman of the same color.
Han Feng secretly sighed, knowing what was going on, he had no choice but to follow the same pattern, continue to spread the soul power, imitate these talismans, and condense the second-grade talismans over a large area.
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Three days later, he successfully passed twelve levels and encountered various scenarios. Fortunately, as he went to later levels, there were fewer floating talismans, which actually saved him a lot of time.
For him, even a twelfth-grade talisman can be condensed out of thin air with just a thought, and it doesn't take much effort.
At this moment, the scene changed, and he came to a swamp, where there were various creatures, such as two-headed crocodiles, giant pythons, black buffaloes, etc., each of which was comparable to a psychic monk.
The difference is that these creatures are not aggressive at all, they just lie down and rest in various places in the swamp.
Moreover, their bodies are covered with talisman patterns, and there is actually a spiritual talisman embedded in them. They are of the same grade, all of which are low-grade.
Han Feng had no choice but to use his soul power to carefully observe the talismans on their bodies. After spending some time, he could see through them and imitate them.
With a thought in his mind, he sketched out of thin air, and one after another low-grade spiritual talismans emerged as his soul power spread. They were exactly the same as the talismans on the bodies of living beings, without any difference.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. As soon as he drew these talismans, the talismans on the creatures' bodies suddenly lit up, as if they had resonated with something.
Those creatures immediately became violent and began to attack Han Feng without any reason.
Han Feng raised his brows, but did not panic at all. He opened his hands, and hundreds of black fire seals only one inch and six inches in size emerged, sweeping in all directions, killing those creatures one by one in an instant, leaving only the surface of their bodies. of talismans.
Not Devoured After a while, these talismans merged with Han Feng's condensed low-grade spiritual talismans, and the light shone brightly, changing the scene again. He successfully passed this level.
In the blink of an eye, Han Feng came to a piece of yellow land. The wind and sand blew and blocked the sky. Even with the strength of his soul power, it was difficult to detect things thousands of feet away.
Moreover, there are palm-sized stones hidden in these windy sands. The surface of each stone is engraved with talisman patterns, densely packed, and it is impressive that they are complete talismans.
These talismans seemed to be spiritual, shining with dazzling light and colorful, making the whole world look gorgeous.
Han Feng glanced at it and saw that the talismans on the surface of these stones were all middle-grade spiritual talismans. They were very powerful. Even a monk in the middle stage of spiritualism might not be able to withstand the attack of a stone.
"Huhuhu..."
The strong wind roared, and dozens of stones engraved with symbols slid through an arc in the air, charging towards Han Feng at the same time.
Han Feng snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, a screen of light appeared around him, blocking all the stones and imprisoning them in mid-air one by one.
As soon as he displayed his soul power, dozens of middle-grade spiritual talismans emerged, like agile fish emerging from the water. They quickly swam to the stones and merged with the talismans on their surfaces like lightning. Jiuzhan The magpie's nest successfully replaced the role of those talismans.
With a thought in Han Feng's mind, these stones lost their power to attack and floated around him, moving as he moved.
In this way, he swept all the way, and within four hours, he successfully passed this level again.
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Unknowingly, another two days and one night passed.
Han Feng successfully crossed two more levels and came to a gloomy world.
On the earth, there are dense volcanoes everywhere, spewing hot and red magma, thick smoke billowing, covering the sky, and no sunlight can penetrate.
He looked up and looked around, but didn't see any talisman. Just when he was puzzled, those volcanoes suddenly erupted with terrifying power fluctuations. As if someone was controlling them, a large amount of magma changed direction and headed towards him. Attack.
The heaven and earth roared, and the origin of the world gathered together.
This is the power of heaven and man!
Han Feng raised his eyebrows and without saying a word, he unfolded his soul power and another large black fire mark emerged.
