"Whew!"

Han Feng and this person suddenly separated, each jumping out more than ten feet, looking at each other with a solemn face, but they had no intention of continuing to fight. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In just a few breaths, the two of them fought against each other for five or six rounds, and the two were evenly matched, and if they continued to fight, they would only lose both.

They don't have a deep hatred for each other, how can they be so confused.

"Feather Immortal Sect, Yang Sheng!" The man put away the blue spear, put his hands on his chest, arched his hands, and then asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency what to call it?"

Seeing that he had changed so quickly, Han Feng didn't have the embarrassment of sneaking up on him at all, so he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and muttered for a while before he replied lightly: "Han Feng." ”

"Han Daoyou, the strength is not weak, why don't we join forces to snatch this opportunity?" Yang Sheng's expression moved, and he suddenly smiled and said.

"No need, I already have a partner, Yang Daoyou should find another master!" Han Feng refused without thinking.

Joke!

This guy is so sleek, where does Han Feng dare to cooperate with him, he may be sold by him if he is not careful.

"Hehe, that's a pity, I hope we won't be enemies when we fight!" Yang Sheng grinned. After saying this, he did not hesitate for a moment, turned around and left, and in a few flashes he disappeared into the dense forest, not knowing where to go.

"What a weirdo!" Han Feng muttered to himself.

He retracted his gaze, showed his soul power, and found that this place was already able to cover a range of dozens of feet, and he relaxed slightly. Immediately, he also ran forward, and with the jade plaque in his hand, he went to find Zilin according to the changes of the red and blue spots on it.

As he ran, the fog in front of him became lighter and lighter, and the scope of his soul power shrouded rapidly expanded, and in less than half an hour, his soul power could extend forward for hundreds of zhang, and he vaguely spied that there were many monks scattered in the jungle.

"Who's spying on me!" someone had a keen sense, and when Han Feng's soul power just swept over him lightly, he shouted angrily, shaking the surrounding green branches and leaves.

Of course, there are also people who dare to be angry but dare not speak, as if they are aware of the majesty of Han Feng's soul power.

Han Feng knew that he had committed a taboo among monks, but he didn't panic at all, he retracted his soul power extremely calmly, slowed down, and slowly walked into the forest in front of him.

He was a little puzzled, why did these monks stay here and didn't fight for the spring of the leylines, even if they could only get a scoop, it was still valuable.

He hadn't taken a few steps before a purple figure suddenly sprang out from the side, and in the blink of an eye, it was standing in front of him.

Han Feng turned his head and saw that this purple figure was Zi Lin, and her aura fluctuated a lot at this moment, as if she had just fought a big battle.

"Fairy Zilin, what's going on?Why is everyone staying here, could it be that something has happened to the Spring of the Earth Vein?" Han Feng didn't have the slightest nonsense, and asked bluntly.

"There is a small multicolored tree growing under the Spring of the Earth Line, which has great power, and several of our elites can't attack it for the time being, and these people are even more unlikely to make a difference!" Zi Lin said unceremoniously, not afraid of being heard by these surrounding monks and causing public anger.

Han Feng smiled a little helplessly, then rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "Hehe, didn't you say that the spring of the leylines is very big, enough for the two of us to take a bath?" Now I'm afraid I won't even get a sip of water!"

"How did I know that in less than ten years, there have been so many changes here, and what is even more hateful is that so many monks have arrived, and I don't know which bastard spread the information!" Zi Lin rarely showed a gritted tooth and said hatefully.

"Maybe someone found it difficult to break into this place, so they spread the information out, attracting more monks, maybe they can gather everyone's strength to fight against that colorful little tree!" Han Feng's eyes flickered, and he said suddenly.

"It's possible. Zilin nodded in agreement. Then she continued: "Don't say so much, come with me, I'll take you to have a look, maybe you will have a way!"

"The fairy thinks too highly of me, I don't have the ability to do this!" Han Feng waved his hand and smiled, but he still followed the other party and ran forward.

Many monks around looked at the two of them, and many of them even stood up, and their anger was dispersed, but when they saw Zilin, they didn't dare to stop it, and they seemed to be very afraid of her. Of course, they were also sure that Han Feng and Zilin would not be able to gain anything, so they let the two of them leave, otherwise even if Zilin was present, I am afraid it would be useless, and many people would forget about life and death before the absolute temptation.

In the past few hours, these monks have tried all kinds of methods, but they have not been able to break through the protection of the small multicolored tree, but it has killed countless monks with colorful light, not a hundred but eighty, it can be said that the blood is flowing like a river, and it has almost become a meat grinder, which is miserable. And the monks who can walk in here are not fuel-efficient lamps, all of them at least have the level of extreme people, but they are also powerless and sacrifice in vain.

What made them even more frightened was that this small multicolored tree was also bloodthirsty, and within two or three hundred zhang of its center, five-colored roots appeared on the ground from time to time, scraping the corpses of all the monks, which was extremely terrifying.

But many monks still stayed, scattered around, breathing and breathing, and were reluctant to leave for a long time. Moreover, other monks kept coming in from the periphery, and the number of them became more and more numerous.

Han Feng also listened to Zi Lin explain these contents in detail on the way, and couldn't help but show surprise. After a while, he and Zilin walked out of the forest and came to a clearing that was hundreds of feet wide.

Han Feng was stunned for the first time, only to see a colorful spring floating in the air, only a few feet wide, but it spanned more than thirty zhang, extending from one end of the clearing to the other, forming a huge arch in the air, towering on the earth like a rainbow, which was extremely wonderful.

What's even more surprising is that just below the spring of the leylines grows a small tree that is only three feet tall, colorful and radiant, complementing the spring water above, condensing an extremely powerful visual impact.

Han Feng came back to his senses and said with praise in his mouth: "It's really a rare treasure tree in the world, I'm afraid its value is far greater than that leyline spring above!"

"Of course, otherwise so many strong people would not be reluctant to come here. Zi Lin said. As she spoke, she motioned to Han Feng to look around this clearing, and sure enough, there were many strong people distributed, and the aura of each one of them was no less than that of ordinary Guiyuan Realm powerhouses. They were standing or standing, and three of them had sharp eyes and swept towards Han Feng and Zilin unabashedly. For Zilin, they automatically skimmed by, as if her strength had been recognized by them, while on Han Feng's side, they showed a look of suspicion.