Han Feng suddenly stopped, just because he sensed that there were people on the volcano through the power of the remnant talisman, there were three of them, all of them had strong breaths, and they were all half-step psychic people.

This feeling is very peculiar, obviously his soul power is isolated by the sea of fire here, even if he releases it with all his strength, it can only cover a radius of more than 100 zhang at most, and it is absolutely impossible to see the people on the mountain nearly a thousand zhang away.

In other words, the remnant charm has opened up a new ability, and even with him, he has benefited a lot, and when he enters some special venues in the future, he is not afraid of a black eye, and he will not be able to perceive anything.

He continued to observe carefully, and was shocked to find that there were countless spiritual creatures growing on this mountain, including lotus flowers, Ganoderma lucidum, and ginseng.

These spirit plants were the same as the real ones, and they were able to transform the fiery red flames into wisps of white mist, which already filled half of the mountain.

The three people on the mountain naturally couldn't see Han Feng's existence, and they felt that there was no need to guard against the surroundings, after all, even if the disciples came in, they definitely didn't have the ability to come to this volcano.

The three of them closed their eyes and cultivated, and the white mist that permeated between the volcanoes between their mouths and noses continued to increase, so that their aura was also slowly increasing, and in time, by chance, maybe they would be able to successfully break through to the psychic realm.

Han Feng's eyes flickered, he restrained his breath, and slowly leaned over.

He didn't want to alarm the three of them for the time being, so let's see the situation first, lest the boat capsize in the gutter.

In this environment, the half-step psychic monks of Muxia Palace may have some special means to improve themselves, comparable to psychic venerables.

Be careful to sail the Ten Thousand Year Ship, although Han Feng's strength is superior and comparable to that of a true Psychic Venerable, he will not be able to hold it up.

Now that he is in the shadows and the other three are in the light, he has the certainty of victory, and there is no need to fight them hard.

He circled around the perimeter of the Flame Mountain, silently pondering his attack strategy.

At this moment, the remnant talisman in the depths of his soul seemed to be unable to hold back, and suddenly a ray of white light erupted from his body, and he took the initiative to attack, instantly crossing a thousand zhang away, going to the flame mountain, and with a sweep, he devoured three of the spiritual objects, and he didn't even blink an eye.

"Toot ......"

Next, all the spiritual creatures were damaged, turning into a large white mist, and all the remnants were swept away.

The branches on the surface of the remnant talisman healed rapidly, and the white light became more abundant and dazzling.

Han Feng was a little worried at first, but he was overwhelmed by the majestic energy that followed, and he knew that he was powerless to stop the remnant talisman, so he simply let go of his heart, scraped these energies to his heart's content, and stored them in his flesh and blood, constantly breeding more vigorous blood qi, mighty and like a rushing stream.

The movement caused by the remnants of the talisman became bigger and bigger, and the three people sitting on the mountain were not stupid, and after half a cup of tea, they opened their eyes one after another, looking at the white mist surging on the mountain, and couldn't help but show a look of horror, and stood up one after another.

The three of them were originally dozens of feet away from each other, but now they all gathered together, glanced at each other, and each spread out their soul power to investigate.

"What's going on?" said an old man with a white beard, who didn't find out what was wrong.

The other two also frowned, looking puzzled.

At this moment, the white light released by the remnant talisman became as if it were nothing, fusing with the mountain mist, and in this environment, it was really difficult for them to detect.

The mist in the mountains was billowing, constantly rolling, and the spiritual creatures collapsed and dispersed, turning into thick mist, but they were absorbed by an inexplicable force in a few breaths, and it looked as if they had disappeared out of thin air, which was extremely weird.

These three people are in charge of garrisoning this place, and now they are so anxious that they can't find any clues when they find this abnormal situation.

"Senior Brother Li, I'll go out with you to check outside. The old man with white hair glanced left and right, and suddenly looked at a middle-aged man on his left and said.

The middle-aged man, dressed in a blue robe, nodded in agreement, and followed the white-haired old man to fly away from the Flame Mountain and explore outside.

The remaining half-step psychic was a beautiful woman, graceful and luxurious, dignified and beautiful, and she stayed on the mountain to continue to guard.

This flame mountain is the essence of the entire holy lake, and it is also the most important treasure of their Muxia Palace, there is no room for negligence, once it is lost, the entire sect will be greatly affected, almost breaking its foundation.

At this moment, the two half-step psychic people came to the surface of the Sea of Fire Lake, performed secret techniques, and with the help of the power here, expanded the scope of soul power exploration, and continued to extend, covering a radius of three or four hundred zhang in the blink of an eye.

They kept changing directions, and in a short time, they searched the area of three thousand zhang centered on the Flame Mountain.

It's a pity that they still didn't find anything, and they didn't figure it out.

"It's really strange, how could this happen, could it be that there was something wrong with the Holy Lake itself, which caused the spiritual creatures on the Ten Thousand Flames to wither and collapse?"

"We are divided into two ways, you continue to explore the perimeter of this ten thousand feet, and I will go down to the bottom of the lake to have a look. The old man with white hair muttered for a while, and then suddenly said so.

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Senior Brother Bu, be careful, if you find something, let me know immediately, and I will support you!"

The old man snorted, flicked his long sleeves, and swooped down, and with a soft sound, he disappeared into the lake and disappeared.

In fact, Han Feng was around them, but he could see the two of them in advance through the power of the remnant talisman, so that he could keep moving his position and avoid their detection.

Han Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to let the remnant talisman absorb those white mist.

It's not that he's afraid of the three of them, but in this environment, he can save one thing, and it's the right way to let the remnants of the talisman speed up the repair of the branch.

He took out some of his energy to look inward, and found that more than three hundred and twenty remnant talisman branches had been restored, and the white light released became brighter and brighter, reflecting all the soul power crystals in his soul sea.

Especially the soul power crystal ball that condensed into a bead in the center of his soul sea became more sleek, and he was still absorbing the surrounding soul power crystals to gather together, making it grow larger.

But then, the crystal ball contracted and became smaller again, always maintaining its fist-sized appearance, emitting circles of colorful ripples, which were extremely beautiful.

"What kind of spiritual creature is this, and the flame mountain that can derive these spiritual creatures is no longer enough to express it by the word magic!" Han Feng was secretly surprised.