The eight frogs didn't expect such a scene to happen, and they were suddenly anxious, but they still didn't jump out of the magma river and chased after Han Feng, but just continued to spray the Dao Magma Projectile, even if it was dozens of feet away, it was also extremely powerful, knocking out the purple light of the protective body released by Han Feng one after another. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he found that their limbs were red and shining, and they were like one with the magma river, it turned out that they had this ability completely with the help of the magma river, no wonder in this situation, they didn't dare to jump out and chase after them. Of course, if they encounter other ordinary monks, they will dare to chase them out.

Han Feng suddenly realized, his feet did not stop, he quickly distanced himself from them, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed this low mountain, completely dodging their attacks, but when he was about to cross another magma river, two fist-sized red frogs suddenly appeared on this side, quacked twice, and also opened their mouths to shoot magma projectiles.

Han Feng was furious, the spirit refining vajra technique in his body was running wildly, and the purple light of the protective body surged out, condensing a shield that was only a few feet in size but a few feet thick, blocking the front, and bravely rushed over.

These two frogs were far from being as powerful as the eight frogs on the side just now, and they were instantly rushed over by Han Feng, jumped up, and walked away.

At this time, the eight frogs on the opposite side had just come to this side, but Han Feng was already hundreds of feet away, even if they were still able to attack, they were beyond their reach.

Han Feng ran on foot, and was more than 100 zhang away, and then stopped. He didn't fly for a moment just now, mainly because he was afraid of the thick dark clouds pressing down on the four directions, and at this moment there was lightning and thunder, if he flew closer, he didn't know if it would cause thunder and lightning bombardment, this kind of heavenly might, he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, more than half an hour passed, and Han Feng traveled a hundred and ten miles deep, and finally arrived at the area near the long-rumored Red Flame Valley.

For some reason, the sky in this area has lost those thick dark clouds, and has become blue and clear.

During this period, he was cautious, and he didn't encounter any very tricky beast attacks, but instead encountered several waves of people from various sects, but they didn't waste time fighting because they were afraid of each other.

At this moment, he stood on the peak of the mountain as high as nearly 1,000 zhang, and looked down, only to see that there was an extremely vast valley below, and there was no end in sight, but there were several rivers crisscrossing it, and the river was full of magma, but there was no trace of smoke coming out, it was very clear, and it seemed to be mysterious.

In the valley, many areas occasionally emerge with patches of various colors, and the air waves are soaring into the sky, roaring constantly, even if they are so far away, they can still be faintly heard.

Han Feng didn't hesitate much, he rushed straight down, one step was more than a hundred zhang, and he came to the valley in a moment, and immediately felt that the concentration of spiritual energy here was more than twice as strong as outside, and some places were completely shrouded in a low spiritual mist, almost condensed into liquid.

Han Feng was greatly surprised, secretly thinking that there might be spiritual liquid here, and immediately unfolded his soul power, covering a range of more than a thousand zhang, and searched with all his might, and the work of a cup of tea passed, but he did not find any spiritual liquid, but caused several warlocks with strong soul power to shout angrily, he did not dare to offend the anger of the public, and hurriedly contracted his soul power, condensing it around his body for more than ten zhang.

But two of the warlocks unceremoniously performed their unique soul attack techniques, followed the vine and hit them directly.

In an instant, one after another invisible needles of soul power descended on Han Feng's side, and without the slightest hesitation, they stabbed into his protective purple light, causing a ripple, as if the protective body qi was difficult to resist against a simple soul power attack.

Han Feng snorted coldly, the purple light of the protective body condensed, and the defense power suddenly doubled, and immediately blocked these needle-like soul power thorns. But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another cultivator's soul attack rushed over again, causing bursts of cold air to envelop his body, although it did not condense the frost, it was also cold, as if it was about to freeze him from the inside out.

Han Feng's face turned pale, and the spirit refining vajra technique in his body operated on its own, immediately dispelling the chill that was rising inside, and with a slight movement of his feet, he disappeared in place in an instant.

Hundreds of zhang away, in a spiritual mist, a young monk in a blue robe was slightly stunned, and whispered to himself: "I have some ability, I can actually break my cold soul in the blink of an eye!"

However, he didn't seem to care much about this matter, just a moment, he was just doing it casually, and he didn't use his true skills, at this moment, he withdrew that touch of soul power, and continued to concentrate on lowering his head and urging a blue jade bottle the size of a bowl, emitting a soft blue light, and a large amount of spiritual mist was inexhaustibly merging into it, without stopping.

After a while, his brows furrowed suddenly, and he immediately took out a magic staff, and with a quick swing to the left, a wall of ice flashed out without warning, several feet high and three feet thick.

At this moment, almost a moment after he had just cast the spell, a figure broke into this spiritual mist, and in a flash of purple light, it rushed to him, and without saying a word, this figure blasted out with a punch, and the purple light fist shadow roared towards him.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, and the ice wall shook.

In the next moment, more purple light fist shadows flew in, booming and chaotic, shattering the ice wall in front of him in a few breaths, and ice chips flew sideways.

"Hmph, who's coming!" the young monk had already put away the blue jade bottle, his soul power shot out, the staff in his hand shone with blue light, his long hair fluttered, his tiger eyes glared, and he shouted loudly.

But the figure didn't talk to him at all, and continued to launch a series of attacks, his hands blasting out a continuous stream of purple light fist shadows like wheels, smashing the sky and blasting towards him.

Although this young monk is a warlock, his soul power is extremely strong, and he seems to have broken through a limit, and when he waved the staff in his hand, a large area of blue light flew out, and the surrounding spiritual mist condensed, instantly turning into a series of blue ice spears, and with a roar, he flew towards the purple light fist beyond the speed of sound, colliding one by one, and a monstrous wave of qi, and the spiritual mist area of dozens of zhang in size was shaken open, spreading to the periphery for more than ten zhang, and the place where the two of them were completely became an empty area.

That figure was Han Feng, and he was also slightly surprised at this moment, he didn't expect that a warlock could have such a powerful combat power. But just now, since the other party used indiscriminate tricks to attack him, he naturally couldn't stop there, otherwise how could he gain a foothold here, so he rushed over regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one and launched a fierce attack openly.

After the two fought for more than ten breaths, the blue ice chips that overflowed suddenly condensed, and under the cluster of a large amount of spiritual mist, they turned into a giant ice spear the size of a zhang in the blink of an eye, and suddenly rushed over, and the dense purple light fist shadow was suddenly defeated, and the giant ice spear rushed open a hole and shot straight towards Han Feng.