Han Feng didn't immediately rush back to the "Tiankeqing" inn, but wandered around Dongye City again, and bought some spiritual materials in some shops along the way, until noon, he leisurely returned to the inn and entered his room.

That night, when the Spirit Gathering Array was opened, he took out a few things that were the most yang and integrated them into his body to further strengthen his cultivation.

Although it was inconvenient for him to display his Dawn Sun Appearance now, he felt that it should reach the size of a hundred zhang, or even surpass it.

Time passed quickly, three days and three nights passed in an instant.

Han Feng has been in retreat here for three days, and it can be said that he has stayed at home, devoting himself to the state of refining the things of the Yang, and the cultivation of the Heavenly Technique of the Yao Sun is extremely smooth, and the Sun is also growing strong, and it is bound to become stronger and stronger.

During this period, the remnant charm did not give any warning, and I think there was no secret surveillance here.

Early the next morning, he went out of the customs and came to Yan Yanfang's door, waiting quietly.

After a while, Yan Yanfang walked out, extremely beautiful, and her aura seemed to have increased slightly, as if she had not been idle during this time, and had also devoted herself to cultivation.

"We're leaving the city today, are you ready?" Han Feng asked bluntly without saying half a word of nonsense.

"Alright, let's go. Yan Yanfang nodded and responded.

Han Feng turned around and left, Yan Yanfang hurriedly followed, quickly completed the settlement procedures, left the inn, and came to the shore in a short time, and after handing over 100,000 spirit stones, he crossed the river with a white crocodile and came to another city on the other side, Mufang City.

Mufang City is also a big city, although it is not as good as Dongye City, but it is still much stronger than Dachuan City, it is also controlled by two independent sects, there are many gangs, and it is extremely prosperous.

Han Feng and Yan Yanfang were not in the mood to visit, so they walked all the way, passing through the entire Mufang City at the fastest speed, walking out of its northeast gate, and continuing to fly towards the wilderness of the Jianyun Mountain Range.

Their speed is extremely fast, a breath is seven or eight hundred zhang away, and in less than an hour, they can cross a distance of fifty or sixty thousand miles.

However, according to Yan Yanfang, the underground palace is very far away, and now it has only flown out of one-tenth of the distance, and there are still hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Han Feng's True Yuan power is extremely powerful, and she can fly all the way down, but Yan Yanfang doesn't have this strength, although her cultivation realm is higher than Han Feng's and she has reached the late stage of Guiyuan, but she is only at the ground level, so naturally she can't be compared with Han Feng's Heavenly Rank.

Therefore, after they flew for four hours in a row, Yan Yanfang offered to land down and find a mountain peak to settle down and rest.

Han Feng naturally had no objection, his soul power swept away, and he happened to find a natural cave in an abyss mountain stream, he immediately flew over there with Yan Yanfang, and in a few flashes, he went there, but he didn't rush into it, but stood suspended in the air outside the entrance of the cave.

Yan Yanfang's eyebrows lit slightly, and the subtle level of soul power penetrated into it, snooping into everything, and using the soul power to attract the aura of heaven and earth to attack.

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound inside, and there was a roar from time to time, obviously there were fierce beasts living inside, and those who could have such momentum must be at the level of Yuan Beasts.

Han Feng's eyes flickered slightly, and he quietly watched her kill this primordial beast in the air, silently assessing her soul power cultivation in his heart.

At the beginning of the micro realm, it should be the same as him, but he can't just rely on his soul power to attract spiritual energy to kill the Yuan Beast, it seems that this woman's soul power strength is much higher than him.

It's right to think about it, Yan Yanfang is a formation mage after all, and her soul power will naturally be higher than that of a monk in the same realm, which is not surprising.

"It's okay, a Red Cloud Fire Python is just a beginner-level primordial beast. Yan Yanfang explained a little, and flew into it first.

Han Feng nodded lightly, followed behind, and flew in.

This cave is only a few zhang wide, but hundreds of zhang deep, all the way to the depths of the mountain, in the interior there is an open place, the size of dozens of zhang, the whole is ellipsoidal, at this moment here is filled with a strong smell of blood, it is the side of the fallen python corpse emanated.

"You go clean up, we still have to rest here for a night!" Han Feng was not polite, and ordered directly towards Yan Yanfang.

After saying this, he himself sat cross-legged in a corner near the stone wall, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Yan Yanfang didn't complain, she honestly went to dispose of the giant python with red cloud lines, peeled off the skin and dug the core, and then threw out a flame to burn it all, but the fishy smell of the cave was still very strong.

She wrinkled her good-looking nose, took out some low-level talismans from the storage ring, walked around from time to time, pasted them on the four walls of the cave, and came back in a circle, only to see her ten fingers of both hands flying, one by one the seals were played, and those talismans immediately lit up, and separated into rays of light, connected to each other, and the breath suddenly increased several times, and did not stop, continued to climb, and finally froze at a level of nearly thirty times.

The aura was agitated, converging from all directions, and suddenly formed a gust of wind, sweeping all around, and the fishy smell of the entire cave was removed in a few breaths.

Han Feng opened his eyes and stared at those second-grade talismans after being contacted by Yan Yanfang's formation, which could inspire a power far beyond their original power, which opened his eyes, and he couldn't help but clap his hands and praise: "Good skills, it's just turning decay into magic, it's not simple!"

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, any formation mage can perform it. Yan Yanfang turned around and smiled lightly.

"At least I don't have this ability!" Han Feng muttered secretly in his heart, he is also a formation mage, so he doesn't have this ability, so Yan Yanfang is not simple. However, Han Feng naturally wouldn't say it, he looked at her with a smile, nodded, and said, "I guess you're tired too, so let's rest first, and we'll leave early tomorrow morning." ”

After saying this, he closed his eyes again and quietly breathed to regain his vitality.

Yan Yanfang looked calm, turned around and sat down in another corner in the distance, breathing and recovering her energy.

After a night without incident, the two of them woke up one after another, exchanged pleasantries, and then set off for the underground palace again.

After another long journey of several hours, Han Feng and Yan Yanfang finally came to that area that night.

This is the place of a lofty mountain, full of towering peaks and dense jungle trees, a wild atmosphere blows to the face, mighty and moving.

The two of them flew forward for hundreds of miles, and in the depths of this area, Yan Yanfang suddenly stopped her flying body, stood still in the air, overlooking the endless forest sea below, and whispered, "We have come to our destination." ”