Chapter 465: The Ghost of Fire

Han Feng was a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect this ghost fire to suddenly appear like this.

"Ghost cremation!" Yan Yanfang's expression became a little solemn, and she said coldly: "We have to destroy this ghost thing as soon as possible, otherwise there will be big trouble!"

As soon as her voice fell, she had already taken the initiative to attack, clapping her hands repeatedly, and palm prints the size of a few feet rushed towards the other party.

The ghost fire stood like a human form, and when he saw Yan Yanfang's attack rushing over, he opened his mouth and let out a ghost crying wolf howl, and hurriedly shot out a large piece of turquoise flames, which was obviously fire, but it exuded a cold atmosphere, freezing in all directions, and even the stone walls on both sides were quickly condensing layers of thick frost.

The next moment, Yan Yanfang's palm print collided with its turquoise flame, consuming each other, and finally both disappeared in a crackling sound.

Yan Yanfang was slightly embarrassed, she didn't expect that she would rarely take the initiative to make a move, but she returned in vain, leaving her face blank, and when she was about to use the skill of the talisman array, Han Feng on the side had already moved, just a dodge, like a ghost, went to the ghost fire, the blood on her body flashed, completely ignoring its attack, and directly hit it, the turquoise flames fell with a bang, hitting the stone wall, leaving ice cubes behind like tree roots.

Han Feng didn't make any extra movements, his right hand reached out, grabbed the core of this ghost fire, and with a sharp snap, its peach-like crystal instantly exploded, and it disappeared with it.

Yan Yanfang was dumbfounded, although she was a little jealous just now, she didn't dare to launch a wanton attack, worried that it would collapse this passage, but she definitely couldn't kill the other party with such an understatement as Han Feng.

It must be known that after this ghost is cremated, it also has a level equivalent to the early stage of the earth-level return, at least she doesn't have the ability to kill this kind of thing instantly.

"Tell me, what is this thing?" Han Feng asked as he stared back at Yan Yanfang.

Yan Yanfang came back to her senses and hurriedly responded: "It is a low-level spiritual creature of the ghost clan, with almost no spirituality, it is called the ghost fire ghost, and it is the same existence as the leyline ghost, the difference is that the ghost fire ghost likes to wander alone, unlike the leyline ghosts in groups. However, once it senses the presence of the enemy, it will abscond and gather a large army to surround and suppress the enemy, and it will not stop dying!"

When Han Feng heard the words "Leyline Ghost", his eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and he continued to ask: "What kind of clan is the ghost clan from? Why haven't you seen it outside?!"

"Of course you can't see it outside, the ghost clan doesn't belong to our world, it is said that it came from another plane in ancient times, and there was a big war with our human race and the demon race, and it is reported that the demon clan almost perished is related to them. Although the demon race was not completely wiped out with the help of the human race in the end, it was also greatly damaged and collapsed from then on, otherwise it would not be just our human race that dominated the current world. Yan Yanfang told the story, obviously knowing something about this dusty history.

"Oh, so we came to the sealed land of the ghost clan by mistake?" Han Feng's eyes flashed, and he guessed.

"Perhaps, I don't know. Yan Yanfang shook her head and replied in a low voice.

After a slight pause, Yan Yanfang raised her head and said, "Then shall we continue to go in?" There may really be a large number of ghosts and fires inside, and even some unknown powerful ghosts!"

"What do you think? This dungeon was opened by you, you should know it in your heart. Han Feng didn't answer, but asked.

"I don't know, but if we leave like this, our previous efforts will be wasted, or we may have gained some further distance. As far as I know, the ghost clan is good at soul arts, and it is very likely that they have treasures that can improve our soul power cultivation!" Yan Yanfang's eyes turned, and she suddenly said again.

Han Feng pondered for a while, and said slowly, "You have some truth, but I don't want to take this risk, let's go back!"

Yan Yanfang was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and followed, without saying anything more.

But the two of them didn't go far before the spars on both sides of the stone wall in front of them suddenly exploded, forming a large piece of light, completely blocking the exit of this passage, and constantly spreading, with a large number of spars exploding one by one, the light came like a tide.

Han Feng and Yan Yanfang were both shocked, Yan Yanfang took out a talisman for the first time, and quickly urged it to form a thick earthy yellow light shield, trying to resist the impact of the hedron light, but to no avail, the earthy yellow light shield she sacrificed was like paper paste, and it was broken by the light of the spar in the blink of an eye, and there was nothing left.

"Let's go!" Han Feng could see clearly, even if he could resist these spar lights, he wouldn't be able to last long, after all, the entire passage was densely packed with spars, and once they all burst out, he would have to die of exhaustion.

Han Feng grabbed Yan Yanfang's arm, turned around, released a scorching blood light, protected their bodies, and quickly ran towards the depths of the passage.

At this moment, striped paths appeared on the stone walls on both sides of the passage ahead without warning, and strange forces spread out, hindering their progress.

Han Feng and Yan Yanfang's faces changed drastically, and they only felt as if they were stuck in a quagmire, their whole body was restrained, and they burst out with all their strength, and they could only cross a distance of dozens of zhang in one breath.

The rays of light behind him followed like a shadow, like a flood pouring into him, chasing after him closely, extremely fast, no slower than the two of them by half a minute, forcing Han Feng to shoot out the mighty power of the sun with his backhand from time to time, conjuring up a series of sword light and sword shadows, hitting those rays of light fiercely, slightly blocking the rush of the light waves.

"Han Feng, the restraining force in front of me is getting stronger and stronger, I can't walk, what should I do?!" Yan Yanfang's face was full of urgency, and she suddenly spoke.

"I'm here!" Han Feng hugged her suddenly, and ran forward quickly as if he was holding her, and his whole body was shrouded in a rich blood light, as if he had transformed into a sharp blade to cut through the mire, like a bamboo, and he was unstoppable.

Yan Yanfang felt the temperature of the big hand on her waist, and her pretty face involuntarily flushed, but she didn't dare to complain about anything, after all, the other party was desperately running away with her.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and in less than a quarter of an hour, when the two of them made another big turn, they saw the exit of this passage in the distance, straight and straight to it, about a thousand feet apart.

But at this moment, the spars on the four walls of the passage in front of them suddenly exploded, and the terrifying light vented out, completely blocking the way of the two of them!