"I won't be trapped here, I won't be able to go out all year round, right? If that's the case, then I will also die due to the depletion of spiritual power!" After the time of the three incense sticks passed, Han Feng felt a burst of worry, and he was also afraid that he would not be able to escape from this place from now on.

He thought about it, and suddenly waved his hand and shot a red glow at a wall.

However, only a "bang" was heard, and the light of the red glow dissipated instantly, but the wall was intact, leaving not a trace of it.

Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help but be a little discouraged, but he also had a little more understanding in his heart, no longer wasting energy, sitting down quietly, and silently thinking about countermeasures.

He exuded his soul power and carefully observed, trying to see some clues from it.

But he looked at the tea for a long time, and he couldn't see the reason.

Just as he was about to give up, the remnant talisman once again released a brilliant light, oozing from the center of his brow, still shooting on the pale yellow wooden box.

The milky white light of the remnant talisman suddenly became solid, and a series of rune patterns gradually emerged, imprinted on the bottom of the wooden box.

Suddenly, a yellowish glow came out of the wooden box, spreading in all directions, illuminating the walls on all sides.

"Crunch!"

Without warning, a door opened on a wall behind Han Feng.

At the same time, the remnant talisman brilliance in the depths of his soul sea converged, gradually hidden, and disappeared.

Han Feng hurriedly looked back, only to see that it was gloomy outside the door, and from time to time there were gusts of wind blowing by, and there was a buzzing sound.

Han Feng pondered for a moment, then raised his feet and walked forward into the door.

Once inside, he found himself standing on a bridge, only three feet wide, but long, long, spreading into the dimly lit distance, with no end in sight.

On both sides of the long bridge are empty areas, only the cold wind blows, whirring by, distorting the space from time to time, reflecting the brilliant light.

On the long bridge, bursts of strange light flashed out, blocking these strong winds, so that Han Feng did not suffer any damage, but a force emerged, like a mountain pressing down on the cage, suppressing his body and making it difficult for him to walk.

The door behind him was also closed, leaving him with no way out.

Of course, even if the door is still open, he won't turn around and go back, it's a dead end, it's better to fight here.

Han Feng's whole body flickered, resisting the strange light on the bridge, slowly moving forward step by step, and a full thirty breaths of time passed before he walked out of the distance, as slow as a snail.

It's too heavy!

This bridge, far stronger than the gravity area around the Biluo Secluded Water Pool before, was squeezing Han Feng every moment.

Han Feng's body began to run the spirit refining vajra technique on its own, the bones clicked, the light on the surface of his body became more vigorous, and the pace was much faster, one step was a few feet away, and in just half a cup of tea, he advanced twenty or thirty zhang.

But this distance, for the boundless long bridge, is only a drop in the bucket, not to mention.

"If we go on like this, what year and month will it take to come to an end? Maybe there is no end to this bridge at all? Everything is just an illusion?" Han Feng thought secretly, and felt a little bit of understanding.

He continued to walk, faster and faster, but after half a while, he still couldn't get out of the bridge, it really seemed like there was no end.

On both sides of the long bridge, the wind was still howling, cold and cold, distorting the void, and colored light scattered in all directions.

Han Feng stopped, looked left and right, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly reached out of the bridge.

The wind swept in immediately, rattling, slashing at his palm like a big knife.

At this moment, Han Feng did not withdraw his hand to dodge, staring at the situation outside with blazing eyes.

The speed of these winds was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they fell on Han Feng's hands.

A miraculous scene occurred, and these violent winds swept by, without causing any damage to his palms, and then rushed downward, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth curled slightly, revealing a smiling face, his body moved slightly, and he left the long bridge directly, floating in the empty void.

The winds whistled around him, and even a few of them did nothing, as if they didn't exist.

"These winds and colored lights are all illusions?" Han Feng was surprised.

The False Pill in his body unleashed the power of the sun that was extremely pure, causing his speed to soar and speed forward.

But just as he flew out less than a hundred zhang away, a slender wind blew in, like a spring breeze, but the moment it was close to his body, the power soared, hitting him directly, making a loud bang.

Han Feng's body retreated violently, and the glow on the surface of his body collapsed, but he did not hang the color, and the bones in his body oozed out a stream of light at the critical moment, blocking the residual power of this wind.

"Finally, there is some real reaction!" Han Feng was not surprised, and accelerated to rush forward.

The wind in the sky suddenly disappeared, turning into a small wind, slashing horizontally and vertically towards Han Feng like a sharp blade.

Han Feng raised his fist and blasted out, and the explosion sounded, disturbing the void, causing these incoming thin winds to shatter and dissipate instantly.

Rao was like this, but a few thin winds penetrated through the cracks, crackling and hitting his body, instantly breaking through his protection by the power of the sun, but it still failed to break through his body, and was blocked by the glow that followed.

"These thin winds are strange!" Han Feng was surprised in his heart, he found that the thin wind was extremely penetrating, and it had a great restraining effect on the power of the True Yuan, and in an instant, it broke through his power of the sun.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, his physical body blocked the attack again, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Han Feng advanced again, and the breeze in front of him was like a tide, blocking him one after another.

Han Feng punched repeatedly, and one after another Decepticon Fists blasted out quickly, roaring violently, colliding with the wind, and bursting into bursts of thunderous sounds, which were deafening.

Most of the fine wind was disrupted by the power of the fist and was annihilated, but there were still dozens of fine winds slashing at Han Feng's body, causing him to retreat again and again, but he didn't suffer much trauma, and they were all resisted by his strong body.

"Sneer......"

There was a sharp sound, and more light winds appeared in front of them, like thousands of sharp knives.

"I don't believe I can't rush out!" Han Feng shouted, his hands clenched, and the speed of his punch was much faster, and thousands of fist shadows appeared, pushing them sideways like a wall, shaking these fine winds into pieces, volleying in disorder, and quickly dissipating.

This time, all the breeze was extinguished, and Han Feng took the opportunity to rush over, and a bright light faintly appeared in front of him, which shocked his spirit.

At this moment, an even larger amount of wind appeared out of thin air in front of him, rushing towards him like a vast ocean, as if to completely drown him.