Taiqing Sect, Southwest Camp.
Continuous defensive light shields connect the sky and the earth, covering the vast space.
In the space, there are many houses, the precious light is shining, and the dense escaping light in the sky shuttles back and forth, everyone's expression is in a hurry.
From time to time, groups of monks would fly out of the formation light curtain and go out on ships to perform missions. The atmosphere seemed extremely tense.
At this moment, in the middle of the camp, in the Chinese army's tent.
Han Feng was facing an old man who seemed to be in his seventies, with gray hair and a thin body.
The old man seemed to be in poor health, his face was covered with wrinkles, and he coughed and wheezed from time to time.
But Han Feng did not dare to show any slightness, he lowered his head and clasped his fists in a respectful manner.
Because, he could feel that the old man's seemingly old and decaying body contained an explosive energy that could easily kill him. The other person was just sitting there, but it brought Han Fengshan a tsunami-like pressure.
"A powerful man in the Mysterious God Realm!"
The person in front of me is the person in charge of the Southwest Camp, the elder of Shangqing Palace, "Chun Can Zhenren".
Shortly after Han Feng was brought back to the camp, he was summoned by Master Chuncan and asked again about the Yuanshi vein.
When he mentioned "Wei Wenxuan" who escaped from the mining area with Han Feng, the old man smiled warmly.
"Senior nephew Wei is a disciple of my senior brother Mu Yang. I have also heard about what happened in that mine. It is not easy for you to escape with such luck."
Hearing that the other party turned out to be Wei Wenxuan's uncle, Han Feng felt a chill in his back. The thought of reporting on Wei Wenxuan that was still in his heart was completely wiped out, and he planned to find an excuse to leave this place quickly.
However, Master Chuncan's next words made Han Feng's heart sink.
"Han Feng, being able to escape from the mining area shows that you are very capable. Now that the good and the evil are at war, it is the time to recruit people. You don't need to report back to the sect. You can stay in my southwest camp to eliminate demons and defend the way."
"This..." Han Feng cried in his heart, what is this?
At first, he only received a mission to send the miners south, but was forced by the sect to stay in the mines to garrison. Now, after finally escaping from death, he was tied up in the southwest camp again.
"What, you don't want to serve the sect?" Seeing the hesitation on Han Feng's face, Master Chuncan's smile faded slightly.
Feeling the sudden huge pressure on his body, Han Feng sighed softly in his heart, knowing that he was not qualified to refuse at all.
"I don't dare, I'm willing to stay in the camp and serve." Han Feng quickly responded with his hands in hand.
"Well, you can teach me." Seeing Han Feng's honest agreement, Master Chuncan's old face relaxed and he waved his hand.
"Go down."
"yes!"
An hour later, in the hinterland of a mountain range within the jurisdiction of Southwest Camp, Han Feng sat in a newly opened cave, frowning and thinking.
The previous plan was completely shattered today.
He originally wanted to return to the sect, buy dust-reducing pills, and expose Wei Wenxuan.
Now it seems that Wei Wenxuan returned to the sect early and has concluded everything. Coupled with the other party's strong background, he has no room to distinguish.
Now, Wei Wenxuan is in seclusion in Taiqing Sect, and Han Feng feels that it may not be a bad thing if he doesn't go back, and it may even be safer.
After quickly adjusting his mentality, Han Feng decided to settle down in the Southwest Camp.
"The top priority is to get the last Dust Falling Pill first. As long as I enter the human-god realm, my strength will greatly increase and I will have more power to protect myself."
Making up his mind, Han Feng went to the exchange point in the camp without stopping.
It is said to be a big camp here, which is very different from the big camp used for secular marches and wars.
It was a vast territory carved out by the Taiqing Sect with extremely powerful magic formations, with mountains and rivers all over it.
The exchange point that Han Feng went to was located to the east of the camp. He fled at full speed and arrived there in just one stick of incense.
Now that Han Feng has accumulated enough merit points, he was originally full of expectations. After arriving at the exchange office,
But he was dumbfounded.
"What, there's no Dust Falling Pill anymore?"
An outer disciple on duty at the exchange office said with a helpless expression.
"Senior brother, now that the good and the evil are fighting, all kinds of materials are in short supply. Dust-falling pills are one of the most sought-after materials. Let alone our camp, even if we return to the sect, we will definitely not be able to buy them."
Now that the sect can't go back and the Chenchen Pill has been cut off again, Han Feng feels depressed.
In fact, he had been worried about this matter for a long time, but he didn't expect it to actually happen.
However, he was not too disappointed.
Since you can’t buy it, can’t you grab it?
Anyway, he has been left on the battlefield between good and evil, and he will definitely fight many evil monks next. Han Feng doesn't believe that he can't win a dust-falling pill.
With just one, he can instantly become a god!
Having made up his mind, Han Feng returned directly to the cave, meditated again, and waited for the opportunity.
In the early morning of the next day, as the loud trumpets sounded in the camp, Han Feng and other monks rushed to the frontline battlefield in their Escape Lights.
The two sides did not form an array and kill four people head-on. Instead, they turned an area into a battlefield and each deployed their troops to patrol and fight in this area, following the cruel laws of the jungle.
In this way, Han Feng also started his own war journey, killing demonic monks on the battlefields of good and evil, and snatching the dust-falling pill.
With his current strength, Han Feng was naturally at home in the battlefield of good and evil, which was mainly dominated by master-level monks and rarely had human-god-level monks. The number of demonic monks who died in his hands was also rising sharply.
In the blink of an eye, Han Feng has been on the battlefield between good and evil for several months.
In the afternoon of this day, in the battlefield of good and evil, in a steep jungle, a shocking loud noise erupted, and the magic light soared into the sky.
"boom……!"
At this time, accompanied by a golden gun shadow that penetrated the sky and the earth, a scream came out, and a figure was blown away thousands of feet.
This is a middle-aged man wearing black robes and a stern face.
Blood was surging all over his body. At this moment, there were dense penetrating wounds all over his body, especially in the heart. A blood hole the size of a fist had been blasted out, and blood was flowing out.
With such serious injuries, ordinary master realm monks would have died long ago.
But the man's eyebrows flickered, and the power of charm shrouded his whole body, maintaining his vitality.
This is the power of the godhead, indicating that the man is a monk in the human-god realm.
However, at this moment, the Demonic Human-God Realm monk rushed out of the valley with a look of panic on his face. He hurriedly used a blood escape talisman and escaped far away at high speed.
He thought he could escape and ascend to heaven, but as soon as he escaped hundreds of miles away, a ray of light suddenly approached behind him at great speed.
He suddenly turned around and saw a figure Ling Kongdu.
The person who came was wearing simple Taoist robes, with a handsome face and sharp edges, and a pair of eyes with a stunning golden light, just like the blood-stained war gun in his hand, it was sharp and sharp, making people dare not look at him.
"Deacon Lai, we finally met again, why should we leave in a hurry?"
If anyone else sees this scene at this time, they will definitely be shocked, because the young man chasing Lai He clearly only has the peak cultivation level of the Domination Realm, but at this time he is chasing and killing a monk in the Human-God Realm.
This young man is none other than Han Feng, who has been "hunting" on the battlefield of good and evil for several months.
With his strong strength, Han Feng killed a large number of Domination Realm monks on both the good and evil battlefields. Unfortunately, he could not get a Dust Falling Pill. After thinking about it again and again, Han Feng finally decided to start hunting the Human God Realm monks.
And his first target, no coincidence, was "Lai He", the deacon of the Blood Spirit Sect who had fought many times in the past.
The last time the two sides fought in the mining area, Han Feng's strength was already superior to his. Now after a long period of training in the ancient bronze palace, Han Feng's strength has improved again, and Lai He is no longer his opponent.
At this moment, Lai He had suffered extremely serious injuries and did not dare to fight anymore.
However, when Han Feng's Xing Zi Jue was activated, it was faster than his Blood Escape Talisman.
Make a three-pointer quickly.
Han Feng chased him all the way, and the secret power of the God-Destroying Spear burst out in his hand, erasing all the opponent's escape routes, and the two sides fought fiercely.
"boom……!"
Han Feng fired another shot, piercing Lai He's abdomen and sending him flying out.
He then took a step forward and came to the opponent's side, the God-Destroying Spear running like thunder and lightning.
"The second level of eternal marksmanship, killing gods!"
This shot was like a meteor, like a thunderbolt. It hit Lai He directly between the eyebrows. No matter how the opponent tried to dodge, the shot was locked tightly and penetrated the protective light, flesh and blood, and forehead bones...
Directly pierce the opponent's godhead!
"ah……!"
Lai He screamed, finally not caring about this body.
Tianling Gai's light flashed, and an illusory figure several feet high rose into the sky.
This figure is Lai He's Yuanshen. In the Dantian of the Yuanshen, there is a dazzling and magical crystal that exudes majestic energy. It is his godhead.
"Whoosh...!"
Almost at the moment when the soul and godhead separated from the body, the body of the soul plunged into the void and escaped at an extraordinary speed.
At the same time, Lai He's extremely vicious voice echoed between heaven and earth.
"Han Feng, just wait, I, the strong man on the demonic side, will not let you go!"
In the void, Han Feng stood in the sky, his golden eyes opened and closed between his eyebrows, sweeping across the sky, and suddenly locked onto a void.
"Certainly!"
He shouted softly, and the golden light burst out with a mysterious force, sealing the void over there.
"What……!"
Along with a sound of surprise, the void rippled, and an illusory figure emerged, which was Lai He's soul.
Without waiting for the opponent to react, a slender green light suddenly hit the opponent's soul body in the golden light between Han Feng's eyebrows, almost at the speed of teleportation.
"boom……!"
There was an explosion, and the green light rolled up a green whirlpool, like a storm, sucking in Lai He's soul.
"Oh no!"
No matter how hard Lai He struggled, his spirit was ruthlessly torn apart and devoured in the whirlpool of green light.
After a while, the green light vortex disappeared and everything returned to calm.
In the void, there was only a rhombus-shaped crystal with glowing rays of light, and a cone of cyan light.
Han Feng waved and took the two items. The crystal was Lai He's godhead, and the green cone was the "Green Dragon Cone" obtained from the Qinglong Taoist Cave.
After years of research, Han Feng finally figured out how to use the Azure Dragon Cone, and also discovered that it had an amazing restraining effect on the monks' soul.
This is the first time Han Feng has used it in actual combat. The power of the Qinglong Cone exceeds Han Feng's expectations. It can strangle the soul of a monk in the human god realm with one blow. It is indeed a magic weapon treasured by Taoist Qinglong.
In this way, Lai He also became Han Feng, the first human-god realm powerhouse that he killed in a true sense.
Later, Han Feng destroyed Lai He's body and took his storage ring.
I couldn't wait to use my spiritual thoughts to erase the mark on the other party's storage ring and explore.
As a result, Han Feng sighed.
"Oh... not again."
Lai He's storage ring is naturally much richer than that of a master realm monk, but Han Feng still hasn't found the dust-reducing pill he needs most.
Now that the good and the evil are at war, strategic resources such as Dust Falling Pills have long been exhausted, and the supply exceeds demand.
"That's all, I'll just keep grabbing them. If one doesn't work, just two. I don't believe it. There are so many powerful demons and gods, but there isn't even one dust-falling pill."
Han Feng said angrily, and seeing that the sun was already setting, he turned around and prepared to return to the camp.
Unexpectedly, at this time, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the far sky and quickly approached Han Feng.
The person who came was surrounded by a ball of aqua blue light, and there was a faint flash of divine light between his eyebrows. He was clearly a monk in the human-god realm.
Han Feng's eyes narrowed and he suddenly tightened his grip on the spear in his hand.
I thought it was a demonic monk coming.
However, when the escape light came closer in the blink of an eye, the divine light on his body was removed, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man with a round figure and a white face without beard.
Han Feng's expression suddenly became strange.
"You are...Deacon Duan!"
