After a while, the blood-colored flames dissipated, revealing Han Feng who was covered in purple light, but Duan Qiu, who had been taken away in front of him, was nowhere to be seen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Han Feng didn't look anxious, his soul power was shrouded in the outside all the time, just a moment, the other party just took the opportunity to open up the distance with him, and at this time it was more than four hundred zhang away. However, at this point, the guy's speed has increased significantly, reaching the level of sound speed, and continues to distance themselves from each other.

Han Feng thought for a moment, landed on the ground, kicked his feet, exceeded the speed of sound, and chased after him silently.

Since the other party was in a hurry to get rid of him at this time, maybe he had some ulterior plan, and Han Feng naturally couldn't let him succeed.

As time passed, after dozens of breaths, Han Feng once again narrowed the distance between him and the other party to more than 100 zhang, but he couldn't shorten it anymore, because the opponent's speed also came up, and it also reached a level that exceeded the speed of sound, and one breath was one hundred and thirty or forty zhang.

The two of them were so fast that the strange beasts in the sea of sand did not have time to attack, and they passed in a flash, so that they ran more smoothly, almost in a straight line, and the scenery around them retreated and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing Han Feng chasing closely behind, the mysterious powerhouse's face was slightly solemn, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly took out a talisman from his arms, and after crushing it, a strange light wrapped it, flashed slightly, and disappeared in an instant, it was the space teleportation talisman, and he didn't know how far the teleportation was in an instant.

Han Feng was shocked, his soul power swept away, enveloping more than a thousand zhang, but there was no more Duan Qiu's figure.

He thought for a while, didn't stop, and continued to run.

Time passed, and soon another two days passed.

In the night sky, the three silver moons no longer overlapped each other, and separated, each sprinkling a scorching silver glow, rendering everything between heaven and earth into a piece of silver.

Han Feng ran aimlessly in the sea of sand, looking for Duan Qiu's figure for two days, but he couldn't find the slightest trace of him.

However, at this moment, he had gone deep into the sea of sand, and what was even more amazing was that this area seemed to be familiar to him, as if he had been here before.

He thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered that this was the area where he had first entered this secret world.

"I wonder if the spiritual liquid in that oasis is still there?" Han Feng remembered that lake of spiritual liquid, half of which was sucked away by the golden cicada worm at that time, but half of it was still there, and he didn't know how much Duan Tian and they finally took away, but he thought about it, most people's storage space was extremely limited, and it was impossible to take it all, so he decided to go again, maybe he could still gain something.

Thinking of this, Han Feng's soul power unfolded, relying on his vague memories of this area in the past, he turned left and right, and it took him another half a day, and after finding more than ten wrong oases, he finally returned to the oasis with the purple blossom tree before.

Along the way, although there are still a lot of strange beasts sneak attacking, with his current strength, there is naturally not much of a threat, and all of them will be slaughtered in three times and five divided by two, which will allow him to harvest a large number of cores and animal skins.

Han Feng stepped into this oasis, the mysterious power that imprisons the soul search here still exists, the deeper he goes, the stronger the power of the prohibition, but he has a memory, and he is familiar with the obstruction of many flowers, plants, insects and beasts, and successfully came to the front of the layer of diaphragm, and he did not use the broken sword, but the purple light on his body expanded, and a long knife was conjured, and with a sudden slash, a crack was cut in an instant, and then a few times snorted, a hole several feet wide was opened, but the edge of this opening kept squirming, healing like life.

Without much hesitation, Han Feng dodged and rushed in, coming to a place shrouded in thick fog. He took a deep breath and suddenly felt extremely comfortable, after all, the concentration of aura here far exceeded the outside area, if he stayed here for a long time, his cultivation would really be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

At this moment, the scope of his soul power was compressed to only ten zhang, just in case, he walked very slowly, one step was only two or three zhang, his steps were gentle, and he barely made any sound, so that he was quiet in all directions.

After most of the time of the half-pillar incense, Han Feng went deep into the distance of hundreds of zhang, and after several explorations, he finally found the small lake full of golden willow trees again, and when he was about to walk in, in his soul sea, the remnant talisman flashed again, flashing white light slightly, and a strange force diffused, completely blocking all his breath in an instant, and even his figure disappeared.

Han Feng's heart moved, and then he remembered that when he came to this place before, the remnant talisman had also taken the initiative to help him cover up his breath, otherwise he would not be able to collect those spiritual fluids, it seems that the remnant talisman is very interested here, maybe he has a soft spot for those spiritual liquids, but this time, it seems that it is not so simple.

These thoughts passed through his mind quickly, and he shook his head slightly, no longer thinking about it, and stepped inside.

The scenery is still the same, it is still golden, nearly ten golden willow trees surround the edge of the small lake, the previous fallen willow tree has also recovered, standing firmly, shining, golden willow windless automatic, gently swaying, quiet and natural.

Han Feng saw through the wisps of wicker that the spiritual liquid on the small lake, rippling slightly, with circles of ripples from time to time, and the spiritual light flickered.

After the accumulation of these days, the spiritual fluid in the small lake has recovered a little, and visually, it is about sixty percent of the time when it was perfect.

Han Feng was delighted, no longer hesitated, immediately seized the time and walked over slowly, and soon came to the foot of a golden willow tree, without being noticed by it at all, he gently stretched out a foot into the lake, and slightly waved a few circles, but it was very natural, and there was no abnormality.

Next, his other foot also stretched into the lake, stepped to the bottom, slowly stood up straight, the whole person entered the lake, the depth of the spiritual liquid at the edge of the lake only reached his waist, he slowly squatted down, dived into the lake, this time he did not stay at the lake, but walked into the distance of three zhang in one go, the depth of the spiritual liquid reached six or seven feet, completely submerged it, he was not hypocritical, he was about to absorb the spiritual liquid to eliminate all the injuries when there was a sound outside, and there was another person.

Han Feng hurriedly stopped absorbing, gently stretched out his head, looked to the right, and was suddenly shocked, this person was none other than Duan Qiu, who was robbed of his body by that mysterious powerhouse, at this moment, his face was pale, not only did he have no legs, but even his left arm was broken, leaving only a lonely right arm, as if something had happened. At this moment, he floated lightly in the air, his eyes flashing red, and he looked at the small lake, full of eagerness.