A month flies.

In the dense forest, on the top of a towering giant tree, a figure stood, looking at the boundless green and verdant forest.

This figure is tall and straight as a sword, with black hair fluttering in the wind, and the corners of the mouth on the face as white as jade are slightly upturned, revealing a slight smile.

In those deep and calm eyes, wisps of white flames could be faintly seen, exuding a fierce aura all over their bodies, like a divine sword unsheathed, with killing intent.

This figure is naturally Han Feng who left Leng Yuan and the others and chose to enter the depths of the psychedelic forest to cultivate!

In the past month, Han Feng has lived an almost crazy killing life like Ru Mao drinking blood.

Every day, Han Feng spent his days fighting against demonic beasts, and at night, Han Feng practiced the ground-level high-level spiritual technique Xuanmai Finger Sword obtained from Elder Qi of the Wind Thunder Family, and reviewed the exercises obtained after fusing evil clouds.

Although there have been countless dangers in this month, for Han Feng, the benefits are self-evident.

The kind of combat experience accumulated in bloodthirsty combat with demonic beasts is far faster than the cultivation method behind closed doors.

Han Feng has the memory of two lifetimes, and he knows very well that a real strong person is definitely not something that can be tempered by sitting at home for hundreds or thousands of years!

The breeze blew, lifting the black robe on Han Feng's body that was tattered and could only cover his body, and from the tattered clothes, it could be found that Han Feng's white skin as white as jade faintly emitted a faint golden light.

Ever since he helped the Heavenly Winged Tiger survive the Xuan Thunder Tribulation and experienced the great benefits of absorbing the power of thunder and lightning to his body, Han Feng has become completely addicted to absorbing the power of thunder and lightning.

In this month, as long as there is thunder and lightning, Han Feng immediately rises in the air and takes the initiative to get close to the thunder and lightning.

Under this almost masochistic cultivation method, Han Feng's cultivation progress was quite appalling.

In just one month, Han Feng forcibly improved his cultivation from the peak of the first order of the spirit to the fifth order of the spirit, and he also successfully cultivated the Xuanmai Finger Sword.

In the Dark Moon Continent, after the average spiritual breakthrough spirit, those who can break through three levels every year are already amazingly talented.

If the news of Han Feng's promotion by four ranks a month spreads, then most of the so-called world-shattering talents in the Dark Night Continent would have to hug their heads and cry, looking for death and life!

Han Feng's current cultivation has at least increased dozens of times compared to when he left Wind Thunder City that day, and now that he encounters a strong person above the Spirit Sect and below the Spirit King again, Han Feng is confident that even if he does not use the method of Heavenly Demon Disintegration, he will definitely not be as embarrassed as he was back then.

Moreover, Han Feng's physical strength, after experiencing the thunder and lightning forging body, has become more and more powerful, although he has not been able to truly cultivate the forging chapter of the Ben Thunder Technique and the Demon Codex, but Han Feng is confident that just by relying on this strong body, he can compete with the powerhouses of low-level spirit masters!

"It is estimated that the people of the Wind Thunder Family and the Desire Flower Palace are in a hurry! It seems that it is time to go to the Desire Flower Village!"

On the top of the towering giant tree, Han Feng breathed a light breath and muttered in his mouth.

"Master, shall we leave now?" said the Tianyi Tiger on Han Feng's right shoulder when he heard the voice.

Han Feng nodded when he heard this, and then continued to transmit the sound and said, "Xiaohu, in the past month, all we have seen are demonic beasts below the sixth order, and it stands to reason that we should still be on the edge of the psychedelic forest now. ”

After Han Feng fused the memories of the evil clouds, he knew the distribution of the strength of the demonic beasts in the psychedelic forest well.

"Wind and thunder family, wind and thunderstorm, I will definitely make you pay the price you deserve on this trip!" his fists clenched slightly, Han Feng's eyes showed a murderous look, and he muttered in his mouth.

"Xiaohu, let's go, let's continue to cultivate while moving towards Desire Flower Village, and collect as many magic cores and medicinal herbs as possible!"

Han Feng's figure flashed, and the whole person descended into the dense forest as lightly as a flutter.

Han Feng had just stepped on the ground with his feet, his figure flashed again, and he disappeared into the vast bushes in the blink of an eye.

...... "Bang!"

In the dense forest, a figure and a huge leopard-shaped demonic beast collided fiercely, and the disproportionate size collided, but there was an unexpected result.

The huge leopard-shaped demonic beast was directly knocked upside down by this slightly thin figure, and smashed heavily on the ground, leaving a deep mark on the ground.

"Middle Finger Sword!"

However, before the leopard-shaped demonic beast could get up, the figure had already flashed with it, and with a low shout, a fierce golden sword qi shot out from its middle finger, hitting its head hard.

"Poof!"!

The huge head of the leopard-type demonic beast instantly had a fist-sized blood hole, and the brain slurry sprayed out from the blood hole.

"It seems that my Xuanmai Finger Sword has improved again!"

Using the sword qi of the Xuanmai Finger Sword to pierce through the leopard-shaped beast's head as hard as steel, Han Feng's face showed a bright smile.

The strength of this fourth-order leopard-type demonic beast is comparable to that of a human spirit master of the fifth order or so, but now in his hands, it is a one-hit kill.

During the period of cultivation in the psychedelic forest, Han Feng had encountered almost any type of demonic beast, and even had the breath of some mysterious beasts, which was even more terrifying than the Tianyi Tiger.

After Han Feng killed this fourth-order leopard-shaped demonic beast, he took out the demon core in the head of this leopard-shaped demonic beast, then sat cross-legged on the spot, took out two medium-grade spirit stones, closed his eyes and practiced pranayama, and waited for the return of the Tianyi Tiger who went out to find the elixir.

About half an hour later, the Winged Tiger still did not appear.

Han Feng's brows couldn't help frowning slightly, after all, every time Tianyi Tiger went out to find an elixir for Han Feng, it would definitely not take more than half an hour.

Between his frowns, Han Feng's powerful Spirit King Fifth Order Peak Soul Power spread out like a stormy wave in the sea of self-knowledge.

Ever since Han Feng fused the soul of the evil cloud, he was not only familiar with the use of soul power, but also quite handy.

"Hmm!"

With the spread of soul power, after a while, Han Feng's complexion changed slightly, Huo Ran got up, and looked in the direction of the depths of the psychedelic forest with a burning gaze.

Because there, he not only felt the strong aura of the Heavenly Winged Tiger, but also, there were many human spirit king powerhouses.

After cultivating in the psychedelic forest for a month, it was the first time that Han Feng had discovered the aura of so many Spirit King powerhouses.

"I've been cultivating for so long, and I don't know what kind of realm my strength has reached, it's time to test it!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Feng touched the ground on his toes, and his figure flashed, like a wisp of light smoke, he swept into the forest lightly, and quickly swept in the direction where the breath came from.