"Don't talk nonsense, you two have to die too!" Han Feng wouldn't give the two of them a chance, let alone let them get out alive, otherwise his plan would be exposed.

As soon as his words fell, he pounced, holding the broken sword in his hand and condensing a giant lightsaber, which rumbled and slashed.

The old man immediately took out a psychic magic weapon, which turned out to be a golden umbrella, opened it suddenly, and shouted: "Senior Brother Bu!"

As he spoke, he poured all his strength into it with his own mana, and even poured the power of returning ten thousand fires to Yuan Mountain.

The middle-aged man did not have any reservations, and once again mobilized the power of Ten Thousand Flames to return to Yuan Mountain to assist the old man in triggering this big umbrella, making its light like golden fireworks, blazing so bright, that the void within a range of hundreds of zhang was instantly shattered, and the power was so great that it could be seen.

"Bang ......"

Han Feng's giant lightsaber slashed at it, and immediately caused a series of black ripples, the first blow failed to break, and when the second blow came, the big umbrella shook violently, and even the two of them turned blue.

Han Feng snorted heavily, and the runes on the surface of the broken sword suddenly lit up, and the power of the giant lightsaber more than doubled, slashing through the layers of defense of the big umbrella and falling on its body, slamming loudly, making the two of them unable to bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How long can you hold on!" Han Feng sneered, raised his hand and dropped another sword, and the golden umbrella suddenly became dim, as if it was about to be broken at any moment.

The two of them panicked, where did they still have the heart to resist, and while the golden umbrella could still resist for a while, they immediately dispersed and fled out.

"It's too late to want to escape now!" Han Feng said in his mouth, but in fact, he was also very entangled in his heart, whether he should chase or not, and which one should be chased and killed first.

However, his entanglement was only a matter of moments, and his eyes rolled to the old man, and only by killing him first could he have a chance to kill another weaker character.

Otherwise, he just killed the weak one, and this powerful old man didn't know where to go.

Of course, there was not much difference in the strength shown by the two of them, but Han Feng subconsciously locked on to the old man, and stepped out in one step, in an instant, and in two breaths, he flew out of the mountain and chased after the old man reluctantly.

When the old man looked back, he was so frightened that he immediately accelerated his escape from this place at the expense of his original strength.

In his mind, as long as he left the Holy Lake area and went to the inner gate area, he could command many Jiedan monks to turn into battle formations to resist the enemy.

With the power of Mu Xia Palace's formation, and many monks condensed into a formation, most of them would be able to restrain this guy.

It's a pity that his speed at this time is far less than Han Feng's.

There is no other reason, just because Han Feng used the power of the broken sword, ignoring the resistance of this piece of heaven and earth, and in a flash, it was a thousand zhang away, and in a few breaths, he caught up with the old man.

"You, don't kill me!" the old man turned around with a look of horror on his face, almost pleading.

Where would Han Feng pay attention to his plea, his sword fell, and another giant lightsaber slashed over, without half a word of nonsense.

Naturally, this old man will not sit still, and sacrifice another psychic magic weapon to resist, but it is not on the Ten Thousand Flames Returning to Yuan Mountain, his strength is greatly reduced, and it is even more difficult to resist.

With just one face, his defenses were broken by the lightsaber, his body was cut in half, and he couldn't die anymore.

Han Feng took off his storage ring and released a cloud of black flames that burned it to ashes, then immediately turned around and chased after another half-step psychic.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man had already fled and disappeared into the vast sea of fire, and no matter how powerful Han Feng was, he couldn't find his traces.

Even if there is a remnant talisman to help, it will be useless, not to mention that the remnant talisman is not on that person at all at the moment, so naturally he will not help him.

Han Feng thought sideways for a while, no longer cared about the other party, and went straight to Wanhuo Guiyuan Mountain.

After a few more breaths, he returned to the mountain.

It's just that he doesn't know how to start, this mountain is extremely powerful, and it is releasing majestic energy all the time, but he can't absorb it.

Fortunately, there is a way to do it, and it is a very simple and crude method.

Han Feng's eyebrows lit up slightly, and a light like water waves flashed, quickly becoming clear, and a huge world inside it was revealed, it was that mysterious little world, of course, it was not small at this moment, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, no smaller than the giant country of the Jianyun Mountain Range.

Han Feng came to his senses, and dared to feel that this was the way to remnant talismans, which was to open up the mysterious little world that it came with, and to contain the entire volcano.

Sure enough, it's very simple and rude!

This is very in line with the characteristics of the remnant symbol, and there is never a second option for solving problems that can be solved by violence.

"Whew......"

A strange sound came out, and Han Feng's eyebrows suddenly burst out with a colorful light, extremely bright and dazzling.

Han Feng's mind moved, and he flew upward, away from this mountain of flames.

When he flew to a height of nearly a thousand feet, looking down, this mountain of flames became much smaller.

At the same time, the colorful light at the center of his eyebrows suddenly expanded, turning into a large piece, covering the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, this Ten Thousand Flames Guiyuan Mountain was enveloped.

The remnant talisman exerted its strength, and the Ten Thousand Flames returned to the Yuan Mountain and began to shake, and even the entire lake and sea of fire were shaking, as if the world was apocalyptic.

Han Feng was extremely surprised, he didn't expect that he would be able to witness such a scene one day.

This is to break the foundation of a medium-sized sect, although it is not intentional, but it is enough to shock.

It's brutal!

"But I like it very much!" Han Feng said to himself with a smile on his face.

Ten Thousand Flames Guiyuan Mountain trembled more and more violently, slowly rising upwards and beginning to float upward, as if it was about to break away from this sea of fire.

But at this moment, ropes of rune light appeared, binding them to the mountain of flames, firmly entangled the parts below its mountainside.

When the Ten Thousand Flames Guiyuan Mountain pulled up a distance of dozens of zhang, these rune light ropes tightened, and the golden light was released, pulling the mountain and not letting go.

For a while, the two reached an impasse, and it seemed that neither could help the other.

The remnant talisman spun around in the depths of Han Feng, as if he was angry, and the light all over his body flickered non-stop, as if urging him to help.

Han Feng understood what it meant, clenched the broken sword in his hand, and began to slash those runic light ropes, but no matter how hard he tried to slash, it was to no avail, the other party didn't even drop a single fragment, you can imagine its hardness.