After bidding farewell to the two powerful men of the Great Yan Empire, Han Feng and Lan Ruoyan rushed all the way towards the depths of the Sacrifice Continent.
The two of them hurriedly hurried and met several strong casual cultivators on the way, who were also rushing towards the depths of the continent.
The other party also went to watch the duel between the son of the Soaring Snake King and the young master of the Zuoqiu clan.
I heard that word of this battle has spread in the inner areas of the mainland, and powerful men from all parties have already rushed to watch the battle.
They may not be able to catch up with this battle.
The two hurried on their way, and at noon the next day, they finally approached the core area of the Sacrifice Continent.
At this time, Han Feng looked at the heaven and earth in the distance with his eyes, observing the weather in space.
He vaguely observed that thousands of miles away, the power of many obscure laws gathered together, among which two in particular were particularly powerful, soaring straight into the sky!
Seeing this situation, Han Feng couldn't help but perked up.
We finally arrived. Looking at the situation, there must be many strong people gathered in front.
But only two celestial phenomena were the most powerful, overwhelming the others.
It was probably the son of the Soaring Snake King and the young master of the Zuoqiu clan. The battle between the two must have begun.
Han Feng immediately led Lan Ruyan, following that direction, and approached quickly.
Seeing that the battlefield was getting closer and closer, it was no more than a few hundred miles away.
Han Feng had even sensed that two powerful auras were clashing fiercely in this area.
"Rumble...!"
Suddenly, the entire core area of the Sacrifice Continent shook violently, the sky shook, and the earth cracked.
A terrifying wave of air swept across all directions, causing both Han Feng and Han Feng to stagnate and protect their bodies with mysterious light.
"What is going on? Is it a fluctuation in the battle between those two guys?"
After the storm swept over, Lan Ruoyan said in shock.
Han Feng shook his head decisively, "Impossible."
The interface pressure on the Sacrifice Continent is many times stronger than that on the Lingwu Continent.
Even though the power of a Japanese-level powerhouse is terrifying, the destructive power it can cause will never reach this level.
However, the source of this powerful energy is indeed transmitted in that direction.
Han Feng looked far into the distance again and found that the two powerful auras had converged.
Instead, on that battlefield, a moon-white light pillar rose into the sky.
The light pillars connected to the sky and the earth, and where they connected with the gray sky, a blue light fell from the sky and enveloped the surrounding areas.
In the green light, within the light pillar, a huge shadow condensed hazily, which turned out to be a towering ancient tree shaped like a laurel.
That upright image, and the misty and hazy artistic conception shrouded in green light.
It actually gives people a desolate, majestic and mysterious artistic conception.
"This is……?"
Looking at such a strange phenomenon, Han Feng and Lan Ruoyan were a little confused.
But just a moment later, Lan Ruoyan suddenly remembered something and looked shocked.
"That...that's the laurel sacred tree!"
"Laurel sacred tree?"
Han Feng looked confused.
Lan Ruoyan said excitedly: "My master once told me that six hundred years ago, in the Temple of Earth on the second floor of the ruins of the Martial God Clan, a osmanthus plant with a body like white jade and a green light outside appeared. Tree.
There is fruit on the tree, which is called "Holy Laurel Fruit".
I heard from Master that taking this fruit can not only improve your skills, but also improve your state of mind.
It will even form a body-protecting divine ring in the body, which can protect the spiritual warrior from lightning tribulation when he is overcoming the tribulation, greatly increasing the probability of successfully overcoming the tribulation. "
When Han Feng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"It can also withstand lightning disasters!"
You know, what Han Feng is most worried about now is that the terrifying Five Elements Thunder Tribulation will come when he passes through the True Yang Realm Tribulation.
He had a vague premonition that the power of the Japanese-level Five Elements Thunder Tribulation would be extremely terrifying, so he had been paying attention to the treasures that could help him overcome the calamity.
It's a pity that such treasures are hard to come by, and those that can be easily purchased are ordinary things.
Now that he heard about the miraculous effects of this holy laurel fruit, Han Feng's heart suddenly became hot.
Lan Ruoyan was even more unbelievable, "Unexpectedly, this ruins of the Martial God Clan also have a laurel sacred tree, and it is on the first floor."
"Don't worry about so much for now, rush over and check out the situation!"
Lan Ruoyan also nodded, and immediately, together with Han Feng, moved forward quickly towards the phantom of the Laurel Sacred Tree.
Soon, the two of them got close to that area, and even saw escaping lights from all directions in the void, converging towards here.
After flying over a high mountain and arriving at a plain, they finally saw everything clearly.
In the center of the plain, a giant tree over a thousand feet tall, as white as jade, with flowing light inside, rises from the ground. Its rhizomes are like countless dragon pythons, rooted in the earth, undulating and winding.
At the top of the giant tree, green light shone from the sky, as if a big hand was protecting the sacred tree in the center.
"Is this the laurel sacred tree?"
Before, he only saw a blurry shadow from a distance, but now that he saw the true form of the Laurel Sacred Tree with his own eyes, Han Feng still couldn't help but feel shocked.
At this time, he also saw a group of figures gathered around the laurel tree.
Everyone gathered together, there were dozens of people.
In the Sacrifice Continent, it was the first time for Han Feng to see so many people gathered together.
There are many familiar faces among them.
For example, Mo Yun, the casual cultivator who cooperated with him for the first time and killed Liu Daoxian and Yue Heng.
And, not long ago, Xiao Ling, Leng Yunxi, Gao Sheng and others were exploring an independent space together.
They all also saw Han Feng appearing here.
Mo Yun's face immediately became a little uncertain, as if he was worried that Han Feng would spread the news that he had killed Liu Daoxian and Yue Heng, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.
Xiao Ling also had a gloomy expression and looked at Han Feng with a fierce look, ready to take action.
After Leng Yunxi whispered a few words on the side, he glared at Han Feng fiercely and looked away.
Han Feng ignored these people and landed directly beside a group of people.
There are more than ten figures gathered here, led by two old men.
One person is thin in white clothes and has a gaunt appearance. The other person is in black clothes and has a strong build, but is blind in one left eye.
These two people were none other than the two old deans of the Qianlan Empire, the National Education Academy and the God of War Academy, Mo Chengkong and Gu Huntian.
Both of them are strong in the late stage of the True Yang Realm. Their auras are as deep as the abyss and can be retracted and released freely. Their strength has reached the first-class level in this realm.
Han Feng lowered his figure and took the initiative to pay his respects.
"Han Feng has met two seniors and fellow Taoists!"
When Han Feng appeared in front of everyone, both Mo Chengkong and Gu Huntian looked surprised.
"It turns out that he is the Marquis of Zhenguo. I hope the Marquis is safe and sound."
The two parties gathered together, and Han Feng greeted the others one by one.
At this time, many powerful people from the empire gathered around the two old deans, including deans from first-class colleges and powerful people from the civil and military forces of the imperial capital.
Among them, Han Feng saw Xiong Tiangang and Mu Yunfeng. Seeing that they were all safe and sound, Han Feng finally felt relieved.
At the same time, he also saw that Shangguan Hongtian, Feng Xiao and Yuchixin were also there.
Seeing Han Feng, the expressions of the three of them were slightly unnatural.
Han Feng glanced at the three of them with a sneer, then turned to Mo Chengkong and Gu Huntian to learn about the situation.
I learned that the powerful men of the Qianlan Empire who are still offering sacrifices to the mainland are divided into two groups. One group is led by Mo Chengkong and Gu Huntian.
The other group was led by King Ying. Now, King Ying and others have gone to unknown places, and there is no news for the time being.
After learning this information, Han Feng asked about what he had heard about the Tianyuan Dynasty's sweep of Qianlan, Youtian and the Xingyue Empire.
Speaking of this matter, Mo Chengkong and Gu Huntian looked at each other with emotion in their eyes.
Mo Chengkong sighed: "The Marquis of Zhenguo is talking about the young master of Zuoqiu clan of Tianyuan Dynasty and the saint of Tianshengyuan. These two are indeed very strong!"
According to Mo Chengkong, it was the two of them who led many powerful people in the empire to participate in the treasure hunt.
In the end, a battle broke out, and the two geniuses of the Tianyuan Dynasty took the lead. They were truly unstoppable.
Fortunately, there were two people in the Qianlan Empire who took action to protect them. Although they did not win the heavy object in the end, they were able to escape unscathed.
Gu Huntian looked solemn and said: "These two people are also at the late stage of the Japanese level. In terms of profound skills, I ask myself, I am not weaker than them.
But in terms of combat power, martial arts and secret skills, we are slightly inferior. The talents of the Tianyuan Dynasty and the Siren Clan are indeed extraordinary! "
Hearing this, Han Feng also felt a chill in his heart.
Unexpectedly, even Mo Chengkong and Gu Huntian, first-class masters in the late stage of the True Yang Realm, were no match for those two people.
After understanding the situation in a few words, Han Feng quickly calmed down and then looked at the sacred laurel tree in front of him, which was covered with green light.
He still doesn't know what happened here.
