As a golden immortal who used to be high and free in the fairy world, he was suddenly affected by the fight of the great gods, and ended up with a complete loss of cultivation. Han Feng felt that he was unlucky enough!

What's even more unfortunate is that he is actually lost in this strange world of inexplicable unknowns, and he doesn't know when he will have the opportunity to return to the heavenly realm again. Under such successive blows, Han Feng's soul did not go completely crazy, which is enough to prove that his mental endurance is really very strong!

It's no wonder that Han Feng is nervous and endless. Han Feng never thought of herself as a broken-mouthed. It's just an abnormal reaction to overstimulation. The usual Korean style has always boasted of his wit and ruthlessness.

The sad and depressed Han Feng soul finally reluctantly recognized the reality in front of him after scanning it with soul sensing for most of the day as if he did not give up:

Obviously, he has been completely lost in some unknown world! Han Feng had also heard from his master and ancestor that in the vast and infinite immortal world, there were many unknown and mysterious spiritual or lower realms. Because the fairy world is too big! Even the huge Heavenly Palace power possessed by the Heavenly Emperor only occupied a limited territory in the Immortal Realm. And the vastness of the fairy world is unlimited!

Thinking of his current situation, Han Feng's soul couldn't help but feel a burst of confusion: what should I do? Now his strength has almost dropped to a level that is not even as good as mortals, so that other mortals still have ordinary bodies. And in this strange world I live in, I don't even seem to have seen a single figure. There are bones and spirits everywhere, is this a mass grave or an ancient battlefield?

Han Feng's soul, immersed in confusion, has been floating on the edge of the big pit. But he didn't notice that the half of the medicine jar at the bottom of the pit had been wafting a faint medicinal fragrance around. In fact, this wonderful medicinal fragrance also had a slow nourishing effect on Han Feng's soul, but this effect was relatively slow and slight, and Han Feng was not aware of it.

And as this medicinal fragrance gradually spreads, whether it is the floating souls, ghosts, or skeletons lying on the ground around the big pit, they all feel the benefits of this medicinal fragrance. Under its lure, all kinds of low-level undead creatures are slowly approaching the pit. And the farther the medicinal fragrance drifts, the more undead creatures are attracted.

There was a soft "snap", and a round skull's head fell to the ground and rolled out on the ground with a grunt.

This skull head belonged to a low-level skeleton that was more than ten feet away from the big pit. Originally, it was lying on the ground slowly accumulating soul energy, as long as the soul energy accumulated enough, its own bones were fully nourished and consolidated, and after a few years, it had the ability to move freely.

Unfortunately, under the attraction of that wonderful medicinal fragrance, the skeleton couldn't care that the bones of his whole body had not been fully nourished and consolidated by soul energy, so he reluctantly got up, and then tried his best to slowly approach the big pit step by step.

It's just that this skeleton's reluctant stride only lasted less than three steps, and the skull head on the skeleton fell directly from the neck bone. Then, with a bang, the skeletal body without the skull head completely fell apart, and all fell to the ground and became scattered bones.

The sad skeleton is expected to have to spend years again putting his skeleton back together.

Han Feng, who was in deep thought, was awakened by these few sounds. He just scanned his surroundings with his soul sense, and then, he was dumbfounded again!

This is...... What kind of thing? Han Feng couldn't help but gasp! More than a dozen rickety skeletons and dozens of wandering spirits had gathered around the pit. And in the distance, there seem to be quite a few skeletons and geyers also ready to move.

The geist still floats faster than the toddlers. The nearest spirit had already floated directly into the pit without Han Feng noticing. The closest skeleton staggered and staggered, and it seemed that it was only three or four paces away from the edge of the pit.

Unfortunately, this skeleton doesn't seem to have had any luck. Its next stride was tossed by a broken bone on the ground. Then, with a bang, the entire skeleton of bones fell directly forward to the ground, and the bones were torn apart at once. However, its luck didn't seem to be bad to the end, and its round skeletal head rolled less than half a foot forward on the ground before falling straight into the pit. Well, that's what you wanted.

When Han Feng figured it out, it was the medicinal fragrance of the medicine jar that caused the trouble, but he was helpless for a while. Even if you know that these low-level guys are coming for their own medicine jars, what can they do? Han Feng was very sad to find that he couldn't seem to do anything now. This sense of powerlessness made Han Feng, who was already in a low mood, feel even more helpless and sad.

Just when Han Feng was feeling sorry for himself, his keen soul sense suddenly sent out a dangerous warning. As a former golden immortal, although he has fallen into mortal dust and is no longer cultivated, his own soul quality is still ridiculously high. If an ordinary soul is equivalent to an ordinary stone, then Han Feng's soul is higher than the quality of a diamond.

Therefore, although this high-quality soul is not equal to superb strength, it surpasses ordinary souls much in terms of soul acuity and intensity.

The danger warning that Han Feng sensed came from a high-level spirit that was floating more than ten zhang away. The speed at which this high-level geist floated was significantly faster than the surrounding geistels. Its soul fire glow was pale red, and its soul body appeared clear and solid.

Under Han Feng's gaze, this high-level spirit encountered a low-level spirit on the way over, and then, Han Feng saw a scene of soul-devouring tragedy.

I saw that after this high-level spirit collided with the soul body of a low-level spirit, with a faint soul fluctuation, this high-level spirit condensed a finger-thick long soul thorn from its own soul body. Then, this soul thorn stabbed into the soul of the low-level geist very simply.

Then, Han Feng watched as the soul body of the low-level spirit that had been pierced by the soul thorn was rapidly shrinking. The pale red color of the soul body of the high-level spirit seemed to have deepened a little bit, and the clarity and condensation of its soul body had also increased a little. Obviously, this soul thorn also seems to have the effect of absorbing the soul energy and soul essence of the lower spirits.

In just a dozen breaths of effort, a low-level geist was sucked by this high-level geist with a soul thorn in this moment, and completely disappeared.

Seeing this qiē, Han Feng instantly woke up. What is low, confused, self-pitying...... and so on, all of them were thrown away by him at once. The proximity of danger made his hair stand on end. He suddenly realized that his current self was not the golden immortal he used to be. In this unknown world, the current self does not seem to have the ability to protect himself.

What's the difference between yourself and that low-level geist? Once you meet that high-level geist, what will happen to you......

If it weren't for the soul state, it is estimated that the current Han Feng would already be in a cold sweat.

The most important thing at the moment is to avoid the dangerous high-level geist. Han Feng estimated that this guy was also attracted by the medicinal fragrance of the half of the medicine jar at the bottom of the pit. Now I don't have the ability to protect my medicine jar. What's more, your own life is more important than that medicine jar.

After Han Feng thought clearly, without saying a word, he used his strength to eat, avoiding the direction where the high-level ghost was flying from, and drifting towards the outside of the pit.

It's just that this snail-like speed is ...... Han Feng wants to cry!

The speed of the high-level geist flying is much faster, and before Han Feng has drifted away half a zhang distance, the high-level geist has already floated there, just when he has just staggered a distance of about a foot, and is about to float by!

The soul body of the high-level geist floating forward turned sharply in the direction of Han Feng's soul. It seems that it has long been eyeing Han Feng, a very strange light green soul, maybe in its eyes, Han Feng's light green soul looks very delicious?

The speed of the high-level geist is much faster than that of Han Feng. Even if Han Feng could react, the slow floating speed of his own soul was destined to be impossible to dodge. The high-level wandering soul that was close to Han Feng's soul also condensed that sharp soul, and pierced Han Feng's soul and pierced it.

The next moment, an invisible soul wave spread. The High Wandering Soul and the Han Feng Soul let out a painful hiss at the same time.

The sharp soul thorn of the high-level geist immediately disintegrated when it pierced Han Feng's pale green soul body. Except for a shock where Han Feng's soul body was stabbed, there was not even a trace left. Obviously, Han Feng's super high soul quality destined this to be a contest between eggs and stones.

The soul thorn of the high-level geist soul is also condensed by part of its own soul, and it is undoubtedly equivalent to the pain of broken limbs if it is dissolved like this. No wonder it screams so miserably!

Han Feng didn't feel good either. Even though the soul was not pierced by the soul thorn, it was like being pierced by a needle in the soul. The pain from the soul is a hundred times more intense than the pain on the **.

It was also this pain that hurt the soul and the familiar danger of dying that made Han Feng completely sober up. This is an awakening from the depths of the soul!

In the long and leisurely days of the fairy world, the sharpness, will, and tenacity that he once possessed were gradually worn away; He has worked hard all his life to survive the hardships and hardships he has experienced in order to survive the tribulation and ascension; I have struggled to survive on the verge of death countless times and never give up......

One qiē and one qiē were all under the extreme pain brought by this soul thorn, allowing Han Feng to completely get out of his confusion, confusion and frustration. Even if you really have nothing left, it's a big deal to start all over again! Even if you are temporarily lost in this unknown world, it's a big deal to re-cultivate and ascend again!

All thoughts flashed through the soul in the excruciating agony. Han Feng's soul once again overflowed with desperate thoughts and courage that he had only possessed more than a thousand years ago.

Although the strength is not as good as others, it does not mean that you can be so submissive and die. Giving up struggle and resistance has never been the style of a peerless figure who has worked hard to achieve a golden immortal!

The arrogance and arrogance that had been buried in the depths of Han Feng's soul for a long time completely exploded at this moment!

Don't think you're going to stab someone, so will I! Han Feng gritted his teeth and condensed a sharp soul thorn in his soul, and then stabbed fiercely towards the high-level spirit that was close at hand.

The high-level geist who failed to eat the food and was instead shattered by a mouthful of teeth had already suffered a heavy soul blow due to the disintegrated soul thorn at this time. Its soul was almost in a coma in a torment that was even more painful than Han Feng. In the face of Han Feng's soul thorn attack, the high-level geist has lost the ability to move.