After Han Feng's True Yuan power recovered, his strength increased greatly, no matter how many funnel-type airflows fell from the sky, how many leyline ghosts appeared, he could no longer stand in his way, he just pushed all the way over, killed an unknown number of leyline ghosts, and the amount of leyline crystals harvested was enough to be staggering, and finally succeeded in leaving this barren grassland.

There is a big river in front of it, in fact, it is not very wide, it is only eighty or ninety zhang, but its water is as black as ink, revealing bursts of black light, which makes people seep.

Han Feng had to stop, fortunately, those leyline ghosts behind him didn't dare to chase after him, they were still hundreds of zhang away from this big river, and they stopped abruptly, it seemed that this big river was like a moat, and the black light emitted was like a heavenly might, firmly deterring them and preventing them from coming.

Han Feng's face became solemn, and he released his soul power to investigate, but the black light emitted by this big river seemed to be able to corrode soul power, and there was no return, so frightened that he hurriedly gave up that touch of soul power, withdrew the rest of his soul power, and didn't dare to act rashly!

He looked across the bank, and saw that in the distance there was a large mountain, which seemed to be a mountainous area, and the great river was spreading along its edge on both sides, and there was no end in sight.

Obviously, he can't make a detour, otherwise he won't know what year or month he will be able to reach the other side smoothly.

He pondered for a while, took a few steps towards the river, and tried to see if he could rush directly to it, but he found that as soon as Fang approached the river within a hundred zhang, a unique force was derived, as if it was about to crush and push it away.

Moreover, there were bursts of corrosive power, like a fiery red iron that was about to burn his skin, but it had no effect on his clothes.

He didn't have the urge and retreated.

Han Feng lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly flew into the air, trying to rush through the air, but the magic was that the pressure he was under in the air was greater, but the corrosive force was smaller.

He did not force his way in and retreated again.

Han Feng silently took out two top-grade spirit stones and continued to absorb the pure spiritual energy in them, quickly replenishing the power and physical strength of the True Yuan that he had lost.

After more than half an hour, the top-grade spirit stones in his hand changed a few rounds, and at this time, the two top-grade spirit stones in his hands became powders again, and he finally recovered to a perfect state.

This is also the wealth of the Fushang and others he killed, which is enough to support him to consume like this, otherwise with his current strength, just relying on the aura of heaven and earth or ordinary spirit stones, I am afraid it will take several days to fully recover.

Han Feng looked up at the gray and gloomy sky, then looked at the big river, pondered for a while, and knew that he couldn't delay like this any longer, so he immediately walked over.

Soon, he was within a hundred feet of the edge of the river, and waves of pressure were stacked on top of each other from all directions, and bursts of corrosive force rushed in, as if to crush him completely.

A layer of golden light condensed on the surface of his body, and the dragon shadow appeared, firmly protecting himself, but the strong force still made him pause step by step, leaving footprints on the ground inch deep!

At this moment, it was as if he was carrying ten mountains on his back!

In a short time, there was a faint sweat on his forehead, and drops of sweat slipped down his cheeks, but in an instant, the golden light of the protective body evaporated into wisps of white clouds.

After half a cup of tea, he only walked more than 20 zhang distance, and the pressure became stronger and stronger, if you want to make an analogy, he was carrying ten mountains before, and now it is fifteen!

Not only that, the bursts of corrosive power were like thousands of red-hot sharp knives stabbing him, causing him pain all over his body, and the alchemy vajra technique in his body operated on its own, and a layer of blood-colored light appeared above the golden mang, blocking these corrosive powers, and faintly inspiring circles of red lines in the air, sizzling.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, time passed slowly, and he walked more and more slowly.

When he reached a distance of sixty feet, the object in front of him suddenly changed, and there was no longer a river running through it, but it was black!

Great force is coming, corrosion is like a tide!

Han Feng's body shook violently, his feet trembled, and he couldn't move half a step anymore, and he was in a dilemma!

His soul power dispersed, and he couldn't detect any direction at all, as if he was trapped in an isolated closed space, he couldn't help but feel panicked, a wave of helplessness rose from the bottom of his heart, cold sweat fell like rain, and was evaporated into bursts of white mist by the golden light and blood-colored light outside his body.

He didn't give up, he used all his strength, the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Qi Technique and the Alchemy Vajra Technique in his body were running wildly, supporting the huge pressure outside, blocking the corrosive power around his body, exerting force in his legs, and finally retreating a step back.

In an instant, everything returned to normal, the black world disappeared, the river in front of him continued to flow quietly, and the pressure and corrosive force around him also weakened by half, giving Han Feng a feeling of rebirth.

Sweat like a pig!

He felt extremely comfortable, he hadn't felt this way in a long time, and he seemed to be a lot lighter.

What's even more amazing is that there are bits and pieces of black stains on his body at some point, and it is the remaining impurities in his body that make him further through the marrow and a little stronger.

"Could it be that this place is also a unique cultivation place?" Han Feng frowned, and couldn't help but guess.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely, most of it had a lot to do with the exercises he cultivated, and he needed to use external force to polish it, just like the thunder and lightning on the top of the mountain peak before to temper his body, but this place became more radical and violent. However, no matter what, since it can give him something to gain, of course he has to keep trying.

He took a deep breath and took another step forward, letting the force come to him and let the corrosive force overwhelm him.

Han Feng persevered for seven breaths, and when he finally felt a feeling of collapse, he burst out with all his strength, took a step back, and returned to the normal world.

He gasped for air, this time the effect was more obvious, and there was more dregs flowing out of his body, black and stinky, slightly bloodshot, and it was uncomfortable to look at.

Naturally, he didn't care, and hurried up time to recover his strength. After the work of the little half-pillar incense, he stepped into that dark world again and endured all kinds of suffering!

Time flickered, and five or six hours passed like this.

Han Feng went back and forth dozens of times, entering and exiting a distance of sixty zhang dozens of times, becoming more and more proficient, and finally basically adapted to that kind of pressure, after he entered, he took a step forward and endured a more powerful tempering!

Han Feng didn't have the bitterness of breaking through at all, but began to enjoy this grinding, all kinds of pressure and corrosive power, for him, it was simply a big tonic, the more the merrier, and those who came did not refuse!

Unconsciously, three days later, he successfully stepped into the range of ninety zhang.