"Aren't I worried that you're physically exhausted?" Han Feng didn't care, took her hand, and gave her rolling mana, which shocked her spirit.

"I don't need your help yet, in fact, I can absorb the special energy that is free here, I don't know if you feel it?" Murong Xue's waist twisted slightly, asking Han Feng to stop the transition mana to her, but she didn't let Han Feng let go of her hand, and seemed to gradually begin to accept Han Feng's intimate contact with her.

It's right to think about it, Murong Xue already has a good impression of Han Feng, and her brother often mutters in her ear, don't look at her as always tall, but as long as she is happy, it is easier to be impressed, especially these days, Han Feng has repeatedly taken the initiative to attack, and he has really narrowed the relationship with her, which can be regarded as on the right track.

Han Feng felt the warmth in her hands, and couldn't help but be a little surprised, secretly thinking that Murong Xue could really absorb the special energy of this place, otherwise it wouldn't be like this.

"It seems that Senior Sister, you are also a blessed person, no wonder you can know me, it's so good!" Han Feng began to tone up again, praising Murong Xue while not forgetting to boast to himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's hurry down, for some reason, I feel something calling out to me from below. Murong Xue's eyes flashed.

As she spoke, she pulled Han Feng downstream, but the speed was very fast, and she was not afraid of the growing cold.

Han Feng was surprised, but he didn't say anything, let her lead the way, and went straight down, but the two of them did not fall in a straight line, but fell down around a strange curve.

It feels like a spiral.

That cold aura became more and more intense, and even Han Feng felt a chill, and the spirit refining vajra technique in his body operated on its own, and he began to resist with all his might.

On the other hand, Murong Xue, as if nothing happened, gradually appeared on her body with a cyan lightsaber, delicate and slender, but shining, constantly absorbing the cold qi from all directions, making it shine more brightly, but her body size did not grow at all, and it remained the same.

Han Feng was curious, and looked at her cyan lightsaber carefully, he really couldn't understand its origin, it seemed to be condensed by Murong Xue's spirit, but it seemed to have an independent spirituality, especially after absorbing that innate sword, the spirituality was stronger, and no one knew what kind of power it could exert.

At this moment, Han Feng's broken sword suddenly flew out of the storage ring, startling him a lot, and he hurriedly reached out to grab it, lest it fly out and disappear, which would be a big trouble.

This place is huge, the further down the wider it becomes, and at this moment it is already like an ocean all around, where it is still a cold pool that can be compared.

Moreover, when he arrived at this location, he gradually found the figures and buildings, although they were far away and almost invisible, but if someone saw his broken sword, it would inevitably break his identity, and his plan would be ruined.

The monks who can persist in coming here are by no means simple people, at least they have to surpass the level of the consummation of the Yudan, and there is even no shortage of half-step psychic.

At this moment, he grabbed the broken sword and ran the Sword Yuan Codex before slowly stabilizing it, but it still released a brilliant white light, absorbing the breath of the delicate sword behind Murong Xue in the air, and it seemed to be greatly nourished, and a trace of tender buds appeared again at the tip.

Han Feng was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such benefits, no wonder the broken sword was so crazy, fortunately, he was able to suppress it through the Sword Yuan Codex, if it damaged Murong Xue's sword dao law, the basket would be bigger.

Murong Xue had to fight with him!

Of course, he also knew in his heart that no matter how strong the broken sword was, it was estimated that it was unlikely that he would swallow the opponent's sword dao method, and at most take advantage of it.

Murong Xue also felt the abnormal movement of the broken sword, looked back, and said with a little curiosity and a little resentment: "The origin of your broken sword is unknown, I really don't know where it came from, you are so domineering, even my sword Dao law is thinking of devouring it!"

"Hehe, this guy is so weird, it's good that I have a way to control it!" Han Feng smiled and said with some embarrassment.

Murong Xueqiong snorted slightly, didn't say anything more, let his broken sword absorb his sword qi, and pulled him to continue downstream.

Fortunately, at this time, everyone was focused on going down, and they didn't have the heart to move around, so naturally there was no fight.

Han Feng was happy to be idle, and conscientiously operated the Alchemy Vajra Technique to resist the chill around him, and at the same time did not forget to run the Sword Yuan Codex to control the broken sword, so as not to mess with it.

Time passed little by little, and unconsciously more than half a day passed, Han Feng and Murong Xue had not yet reached the bottom, the depth here can be seen, no wonder it can be called the word cold abyss, it is really like an abyss, bottomless.

In fact, when he came to this position, the chill had become so thick that even Murong Xue's sword path was buzzing, as if he was under great pressure.

Han Feng was also short of breath, trying his best to resist the invasion of the cold air from all directions.

He found that the cold here was several times stronger than the cold inside the black pool on Sky Island before, and if it weren't for the fact that his strength had improved a lot compared to before, he wouldn't have been able to hold it up.

This area is like a moat, blocking the crossing of a large number of monks, many people who have surpassed the level of the consummation of the knot have stopped, some people are not self-sufficient, forcibly swooping down, but unexpectedly the cold into the body, and failed to resolve it in time, instantly turned into a popsicle, and then was rushed by the inexplicable force here, turned into pieces of pieces, dead and dead.

Everyone became more cautious and stopped moving, but staying here for a long time was also a great pressure, so some people immediately made a decision, turned around and left.

For a while, all kinds of people chose different ways, some left and some stayed, some lived and some died, and the people who could successfully step into this area were the top monks in the Seal Realm.

After more than an hour, Han Feng and Murong Xue crossed a depth of three hundred zhang, and finally passed through this strange area, the cold air dropped suddenly, and their pressure was relaxed, and they finally let out a big breath.

Han Feng raised his eyes and looked around, and found that he and Murong Xue had come to a place covered with blue light, as if they were in a blue ocean.

"Let's go, through this sea of blue light, we'll be there. Murong Xue's eyes flashed slightly, and she said calmly.

Han Feng nodded, and immediately pulled her down.

After they didn't enter the bottom, it didn't take long for the rest of the powerful monks to arrive one after another, the number was not much, only fifteen or sixteen, most of them were half-step psychic people, but three of them were beyond the level of the consummation of the Jiedan, looking at the realm of a difference, but in fact, the combat power should not be underestimated, otherwise they would not be able to reach here.