Han Feng followed Zilin down the mountain and ran westward. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The speed of both of them is extremely fast, in less than half an hour, they have crossed a distance of three or four hundred miles, and naturally encountered all kinds of strange beasts along the way, and even attacked by a Yuan Beast-level purple-eyed rat, fortunately, they are both strong people who can be compared with the monks of the Guiyuan Realm, and under the combination of the two, there is no danger, but they failed to leave each other, and they escaped by it.

"Hmph, what a cunning purple-eyed rat!" Zi Lin left a scar on the shoulder of her left arm, red and deeply visible, it was injured by the sharp claws of the purple-eyed rat, if it wasn't for Han Feng's timely rescue, I'm afraid her arm would be lost.

Zi Lin is best at assassination and sneak attacks, but she didn't expect to be attacked by the purple eye rat this time. So her face was very cold at the moment, and she wanted to break the other party's corpse into pieces, but the purple-eyed rat was extremely fast, and it was very slippery, and she couldn't hit it in one blow, seeing that she and Han Feng were so powerful and sharp that they only fought for three or four rounds before they slipped away, and disappeared in an instant within the scope of their soul power.

Zi Lin still wanted to pursue, but was dissuaded by Han Feng. Zi Lin also understood people, so she immediately came back to her senses, snorted slightly, and had to give up.

"How far are we from our destination?" Han Feng turned around and looked at the dense mountains and forests deep in front of him, dense and thick without sunlight.

Zi Lin took her healing pill, and after silently running her true qi to breathe for a while, her face became much better-looking, and when she heard Han Feng's question, she also turned around, turned her head to look at him, and said, "According to the topographic map I got, there should be more than a hundred miles away." ”

Han Feng frowned slightly, as soon as he stepped into this area, he was attacked by a Yuan Beast, I am afraid that more Yuan Beasts will appear in the depths.

"Where exactly do you want to take me, you can always talk about it when you get here, right?" Han Feng glanced back at Zi Lin and suddenly asked.

"Springs of the leylines!" Zi Lin said these four words as she looked into the distance ahead with a delightful eye.

"A spring made by condensing the qi of the leylines?" asked Han Feng with a look of surprise on his face.

"Hmm!" Zi Lin nodded heavily, and then continued: "I think you also know that if we want to achieve the realm of earth level return to the yuan, one or two leyline crystals are simply not enough. Unless we have dozens or hundreds of pills, we can continue to trial and error, and finally have a chance to succeed. And the ghosts are haunting, but they are not to be found, not to mention that they are not weak, once the war starts, it will attract many monks to scramble, and the risk is extremely high. That's why I learned about the existence of this leyline spring through some channels and at great cost. ”

Han Feng didn't speak, he fell into thought, it was really not an easy thing to achieve the realm of earth-level return, otherwise among the existing returnees of the three-leaf gate, there would not be only a handful of earth-level returnees. In addition, he guessed that the reason why there were so many ghosts in that valley before may be because there were too many strange beasts that had just died there, and the necromantic qi had skyrocketed, and there happened to be the leyline qi there, driven by the necromantic qi, which overflowed into the sky and attracted the ghosts wandering nearby, which was the only reason for that scene.

Generally speaking, ghosts are silent in dark places, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find them, so it is naturally difficult to catch them. Moreover, even if the character explodes and continues to accumulate, there is a high chance that you will not be able to achieve the realm of earth-level return, which is related to everyone's bloodline, exercises, and heritage, and even luck.

"Do you want to soak your body in this leyline spring, improve your bloodline, and adapt to the leyline qi?" Han Feng thought for a moment and suddenly asked.

Zi Lin nodded and said, "It is reported that the spring of the leylines is very large, enough for the two of us to soak at the same time, and your share is indispensable!"

Since it was all said and done, Han Feng said that it must be false if he was not moved, he groaned for a while, suddenly looked at Zilin, and said, "Then continue to move forward?"

"Just now, it was just accidentally scratched by the claws of that purple-eyed rat, and if it dares to appear next time, it will definitely regret coming to this world!" Zi Lin said fiercely, obviously still haunting the purple-eyed rat.

Han Feng secretly mourned for the purple-eyed rat in advance, of course, his expression was as usual, he smiled slightly, and then he stepped forward first and continued to advance further.

Zi Lin didn't say anything more and followed.

In a short time, the two of them walked more than ten miles, and the trees and weeds around them became more lush, and a large area of green oil exuded a faint and soft brilliance on its own, like water waves flowing, slowly turning.

Zi Lin suddenly stopped, and her face suddenly became solemn.

Han Feng was slightly stunned behind him, but the soul power that was scattered at all times failed to detect anything abnormal, and just as he was about to ask, a turquoise frog emerged from the large branches and leaves of a small tree, and suddenly spit out a tongue, like a sharp arrow, as fast as lightning, far beyond the speed of sound, silently shooting towards Han Feng's vest, bringing up a white cloud road.

Han Feng's spiritual sense woke up, and when he couldn't make a move, he moved a few feet sideways, and was able to dodge the opponent's attack, but he was also shaken away by the wave of qi that exploded with this blow, and he rolled on his side and retreated from a distance of seven or eight feet, crashing into a large area of dense bushes.

"Whew......"

At this moment, the sound of the frog's tongue sounded. Zi Lin reacted very quickly, and rushed up to stop the frog as soon as possible, and in an instant, a big fight broke out, banging.

At this moment, dozens of gray rattans suddenly sprang out from the bushes from all around, like snakes dancing, winding towards Han Feng, the speed was also extremely fast, and the momentum was swaying, which was visible to the naked eye.

Han Feng was in danger, the person was still in mid-air, his limbs swung out, purple light and white light danced together, punching and kicking, and in an instant, many gray rattans were knocked away.

With a sound of "oh", he stood on the ground with his strength, shot like a knife, white light like a sword, and cut off the gray rattan one by one with a few clicks.

"Woo Woo ......"

There was a sharp sound, and dozens of gray rattans emerged from all directions, as if they were not afraid of death, and they shot without the slightest hesitation.

Han Feng raised his eyebrows, took out the broken sword, and with a flick of his wrist, the snow-white sword blade conjured into dozens or hundreds of sword shadows, and in the whistling sound, these gray rattans were cut into pieces, and sawdust flew sideways.

In the midst of this, the tip of a rattan suddenly lit up with a gray light, like an arrow shooting out, and was able to dexterously dodge Han Feng's broken sword and slash, and rushed to him in an instant.