Outside the inner area of Wujian Lake, there is a chaotic place where islands stand and monster beasts frequently move around.
Hundreds of star-level monsters were gathering here with their eyes closed to meditate, when a bloody light suddenly shot out from the void in the distance, like a meteorite falling from the sky, falling rapidly.
The speed of the blood light was extremely fast, which shocked the group of star monsters.
Before they could see clearly what the bloody light was, in just a moment, the bloody light passed over their heads and immediately plunged into an island in the archipelago.
In an instant, the blood light disappeared, and all the breath disappeared without a trace.
The group of monsters were all stunned, and there was a commotion immediately, and they all used their energy to search for nearby islands.
But as soon as the bloody light fell into the archipelago, it was like a stone sinking into the sea. The demons couldn't search for it, so they had no choice but to give up.
But at this moment, on an inconspicuous hill in the archipelago, Han Feng, who was covered in blood at this moment, used the remaining concealment ability of the Turtle Breath Hidden Talisman to escape the search of the monsters.
He held the Overlord Spear and did not dare to use any spiritual power. He easily broke open a cave in the cave that could only be entered by one person with his physical strength.
Immediately, Han Feng jumped into the pit, blocked the entrance with stones, and quickly arranged a simple concealment formation.
After doing all this, Han Feng immediately moved the demon refining pot with a thought in his mind, and the next moment he escaped into the pot.
As soon as he entered the realm of the pot, Han Feng felt that his legs were weak, his head was extremely dizzy, and his body was about to fall over.
At this time, a warm and soft embrace behind him gently hugged Han Feng.
"Master, are you okay?"
Xian'er hugged Han Feng and asked worriedly.
Han Feng's body was covered in blood at the moment, and there was no trace of blood on his face. He said in a weak voice: "It's... not bad, it's just that the consumption is a bit excessive."
Upon hearing this, Xian'er immediately picked up Han Feng and placed his body in the spiritual pool.
As soon as he entered the spirit pool, Han Feng's body was like a "deep well" that had dried up for a long time. He was continuously absorbing life energy from the spirit pool.
In the battle with Leng Yeze, although Han Feng finally managed to escape, the price he paid was huge.
During the battle, he had already been severely wounded by Leng Yeze's astonishing strength. In addition, Han Feng's energy was already close to being exhausted due to the various consuming methods he used one after another.
In the end, he took Leng Yeze's full sword strike, which inflicted more injuries on him.
In this case, in order to escape, Han Feng also used the "Blood Escape Talisman" that consumes a lot of energy and blood, and he used two of them at once.
At that moment, the already exhausted energy and blood in Han Feng's body was almost drained away in an instant.
Fortunately, Han Feng is a practitioner of both physical and mental skills. He has a strong body and extremely strong qi and blood. Even if the power of qi and blood drops to the bottom, it is still much stronger than ordinary people.
Otherwise, these two blood escape talismans would be enough to kill him.
Although he escaped by chance, Han Feng was still not out of danger at this moment.
Leng Yeze's shadow power was no ordinary energy. At this moment, Han Feng could only feel countless cold and sharp energies raging crazily in his body, impacting his internal organs and meridians throughout his body.
Although Han Feng was continuously absorbing the life aura in the spiritual pool and the pure spiritual power in the pot, it was difficult to curb the raging of these cold and cold energies. ".
Moreover, these cold and cold energies are still gathering and merging at this moment to form more powerful energy, which continues to destroy Han Feng's body and even faintly begins to approach Han Feng's Dantian. Once these energies are allowed to affect the Dantian, the consequences will be disastrous. .
At this critical moment, Han Feng felt drowsy again, his eyesight turned black, and he found it difficult to even activate his skills to resist the erosion of these energies.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Xian'er's voice sounded in his ears again.
"Master, take this healing elixir quickly."
Xian'er gently pried open Han Feng's mouth and took a pill for him.
When the elixir entered his abdomen, it instantly turned into a stream of clear water and flowed into his Dantian. Immediately, a majestic and vast spiritual power, accompanied by a strong breath of life, instantly filled Han Feng's body, nourishing and repairing his severely injured body. Body.
Feeling such a powerful medicinal power, Han Feng immediately guessed what kind of elixir Xian'er had given him.
This elixir is exactly the sixth-grade "Qingxu Pill" that Han Feng obtained by killing the Ghost Fire Sanren in the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars. As a sixth-grade healing elixir, the effectiveness of this pill is naturally extraordinary.
As soon as the medicine took effect, Han Feng felt that his depleted energy began to gradually replenish, and his spirit was lifted!
He quickly floated cross-legged in the pool, silently practicing Taoist secrets. On the one hand, he absorbed the power of the medicine to fill his Dantian and repair his body. On the other hand, he accumulated strength to eliminate the cold and cold energy raging in his body.
With Qingxu Pill and Life Spirit Liquid, as well as internal and external assistance, Han Feng's condition finally improved and he began to gradually recover.
As time passed by, the cold air in Han Feng's body gradually decreased, and his extremely pale complexion finally began to gain color.
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At the same time, Leng Yeze turned into a ray of light and landed on the island where the secret space was previously discovered. Several disciples from the Shadow Academy immediately stepped forward to greet him.
However, everyone was shocked when they saw Leng Yeze, who was slightly pale, with scars all over his body and looking a little embarrassed.
"Senior Brother Leng, you...what's wrong with you?"
Leng Yeze waved his hand, indicating that it was okay, and then asked, "Have everyone else come back?"
A young man responded hurriedly: "According to senior brother's instructions, we did not continue to pursue the three second-rate colleges. I will rush to recover first, and the others are on their way back."
Hearing this, Leng Yeze nodded, pondered for a moment, and then said: "When everyone gathers to convey my order, in the inner area, I, the Shadow Academy, will start hunting Tiannan Academy. We must eliminate them all and kill them all!" "
Several people couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, and hesitated for a moment. When they felt Leng Yeze's evil gaze, they immediately nodded in response.
"Yes, senior brother!"
Leng Yeze spoke again: "In addition, please spread a message to me. No matter what college's contestants, as long as they can capture the disciple "Han Feng" of Tiannan College alive and bring him to me, they can get 50,000 points. Bounty!"
"ah……!"
Hearing this, everyone looked surprised again.
However, Leng Yeze did not explain any more and said directly: "Everyone will rest here for the night and start taking action tomorrow. Before entering the core area, except Han Feng, there must be no Tiannan College disciple left!"
After saying that, Leng Yeze ducked into the depths of the canyon with a sullen face, and began to cross his legs to perform exercises to recover from his losses in this battle.
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Time flies by and the day passes quickly.
In the Huzhong territory, after practicing for a day and night in the spiritual pool, the cold and cold energy in Han Feng's body finally disappeared completely, and there were strong energy fluctuations in his body.
At this moment, he finally opened his eyes.
"call……!"
As he exhaled a turbid breath, Han Feng felt a sense of relief!
Until this moment, all the shadow power remaining in his body was finally cleared away. Most of the spiritual power and the power of heaven and earth in his dantian had been restored, and most of the Qingxu Pill's potency was still enough to heal him.
The injury is no longer a cause for concern. At this moment, he is on the island where these demons gather, hiding in the demon refining pot, and he is absolutely safe.
Han Feng was not in a hurry to continue practicing, and simply took out the few things he got during his trip to the secret space and looked at them carefully.
There are five things in total. One is the flame-shaped token that Han Feng got in the space hub.
Now fused with Leng Yeze's orb, the surface of the token is already filled with light and heat, making it look quite magical.
The second is the peak king-grade martial art "Seven Transformations of Mysterious Fire" and the huge finger bone containing the "Tao Seal".
In addition, there was the natal true fire that was sealed by the Fire Absolution Talisman obtained from Leng Yeze, and even the space spiritual weapon "Xuanhuo Baojian" that Han Feng finally collected through the token.
Han Feng had already observed the first three items. Apart from being closely related to the secret space, the token itself did not have any special functions.
As for the "Seven Transformations of Mysterious Fire" martial arts and the finger bone containing the Dao Seal, Han Feng had to wait until he reached the moon level before he could study it.
Therefore, Han Feng's attention was naturally focused on the "True Fire of Life" and the "Xuanhuo Treasure Mirror".
At this moment, Han Feng directly picked up the red treasure mirror and looked at it carefully.
Although the mirror of the treasure mirror has been cracked and the surface is dull and dull, the tentacles are still hot, and the treasure mirror also contains a majestic aura of simplicity and vicissitudes of life.
As Han Feng injected a spiritual power into it, a layer of faint red light suddenly appeared on the mirror, and the lifelike Suzaku figure carved on the back of the treasure mirror seemed to come alive, circling and dancing around the treasure mirror.
At this moment, Xian'er also appeared next to Han Feng, looking curiously at the treasure mirror in his hand. It is still a ninth-grade spiritual weapon.
It's a pity that it was destroyed by external forces, the mirror was cracked, and the spiritual power was seriously lost. Now the spiritual weapon has almost completely lost its power and is on the verge of collapse. "
Han Feng couldn't help being shocked when he heard Xian'er say that this treasure mirror might be an eighth-grade high-grade, or even a ninth-grade spiritual weapon.
Then he looked at the bottom of the Xuanhuo Mirror. He was holding a mirror handle that was more than half a foot long. There was actually a line of words engraved on the back.
"Tian Yuan, cast by the Zhu family!"
When he saw the word "Tian Yuan", Han Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
He knew without guessing that these two characters must represent the first dynasty in the mainland, the "Tianyuan Dynasty".
No wonder Han Feng had never heard of the "Zhu family". It turned out that this family came from the Tianyuan Dynasty.
A clansman with quasi-sun level cultivation can also forge an eighth-grade or even ninth-grade space spiritual weapon by himself. Han Feng guessed that this Zhu family is definitely an extraordinary existence even in the Tianyuan Dynasty. There is a chance. I'd better ask around.
Rubbing the Xuanhuo Baojian in his hand, Han Feng couldn't help but sigh: "Alas... It's a pity that such an important treasure has been damaged, otherwise I would have really made a lot of money this time!"
Hearing this, Xian'er on the side said: "Master, you don't have to worry. The core area of this space spiritual weapon is well preserved, but it is only damaged externally. The master can leave it in the Huzhong realm and use the world in the Huzhong realm. Laws and aura, slowly repair it.”
"oh……!"
When Han Feng heard this, his eyes lit up!
"Xian'er, can this Xuanhuojian really be repaired?"
Xian'er said matter-of-factly: "Master, the Huzhong realm can reshape a world, and repairing a spiritual weapon is not a problem. However, the laws of heaven and earth in the Huzhong realm are not perfect now, and the reserves of spiritual energy are also limited. If we follow the current Given the conditions, it will take at least three to five years to completely repair this spiritual weapon."
When Han Feng heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Three years and five years are nothing to a spiritual warrior with a long lifespan.
What's more, with my own cultivation level, even if this spiritual weapon is intact, I won't be able to exert its power. After a few years, I will become stronger and it will be suitable for me!
Immediately, at Xian'er's reminder, Han Feng dropped a drop of blood essence into the Xuanhuojian.
After some sacrifices, this mysterious fire treasure mirror, which had no owner, became Han Feng's "exclusive spiritual weapon". Han Feng knew the key areas and all the restrictions in it. .
What surprised Han Feng was that as the spiritual weapon recognized its owner, the flame-shaped token flashed with spiritual light at the same time, creating a sense of blood connection with him.
What Han Feng didn't know was that at this moment, hundreds of thousands of miles away, within the Tianyuan Dynasty, in an independent space, there was a vast sea of fire.
A majestic figure sits cross-legged in the center of the space. Thousands of feet of golden light blooms all over its body, like a rising sun, exuding vast power!
At this moment, the body that seemed to last forever suddenly shook, and immediately a pair of scorching eyes opened and closed, as if they were about to penetrate the sky.
"Yan'er's aura has disappeared for three hundred years, who refined his natal magic weapon again!"
A distant and old voice emanated from this body, making everyone in the heaven and earth, including the red tide and sea of fire, surrender!
Immediately, those powerful and powerful eyes swept in all directions, as if they had penetrated thousands of miles of void, searching for something on the Lingwu Continent.
However, after a round of inspection, the figure let out a light sigh.
"Hmm...why can't I detect the location of the Mysterious Fire Treasure Mirror? Who concealed the secret?"
After a moment of silence, the old voice suddenly became majestic and cold!
"Hmph, no matter how sacred you are, if you dare to touch my Zhu family's things, you will definitely bear the endless anger of my clan!"
In an instant, the boundless sea of fire in this space rolled back and boiled, reaching up to nine days!
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"Ah sneeze!"
In the pot, Han Feng, who was looking at the Xuanhuojian in his hand, suddenly felt an inexplicable chill on his back and sneezed loudly.
"Hmm...? Who is thinking about me again?"
Shaking his head, Han Feng put down the Xuanhuojian and turned his attention to the golden bead.
Even though he was sealed by the Amnesty Fire Talisman, Han Feng could still sense the pure and vast scorching energy contained in it, as well as the majestic breath of life through the powerful power of the talisman!
(ps: One update today.)
