A majestic momentum soared like a golden dragon, passing through the forest, hovering wantonly in mid-air, and the strange beasts within a radius of dozens of miles scattered and fled, lest they be affected by the pond fish.

Hongyi was in mid-air, his robe flying, and his eyes widened with anger.

"Han Fan!" A loud roar spread with a strong penetrating force, and Han Fan, who was fleeing, was shocked out and fell to the ground after hearing this.

Hong Yi suddenly turned his head sideways to look in the direction where Han Fan was, and in the next moment, the person had disappeared into mid-air.

The roar in his brain was endless, and the strong feeling of dizziness followed him like a shadow, and Han Fan condensed the red-gold energy and dotted the sides of his ears, temporarily sealing off his hearing.

Combined with the silent heart recipe that had been silently recited in his heart, the roar and dizziness were reduced a lot, and Han Fan didn't dare to waste time at all, so he hurriedly got up and fled.

In the divine sense, Han Fan's figure disappeared again, but he was already within a kilometer, and he simply made a hand test, and then the huge palm print crushed towards the place where Han Fan appeared before.

The giant tree is shattered, and the branches and leaves are gone.

The palm print exploded directly after arriving at the place, and a terrifying momentum followed.

The scope of the explosion was wide-ranging, and Han Fan was affected by the aftermath, breaking several giant trees and falling to the ground.

Due to the fact that the energy of the palm print explosion fluctuated too much, and Han Fen was attacked to the point that he didn't even use the mantra of the word "Yu", and tried to restrain his breath, Hong Yi didn't sense Han Fan's existence at all.

He knew that he was definitely not available for this palm, but he just didn't know where Han Fan was.

"Han Fan!" Hong Yi used the trick just now, but Han Fan had already closed his hearing, and this trick was useless.

At this moment, the only voice that Han Fan could feel was the beating of his heart, "Knock, knock." ”

Other than that, the world is silent.

This feeling is very uncomfortable, but Han Fan has no second choice.

The aura within the range of being affected by the palm print was disordered, and Han Fan could feel a majestic momentum and coercion in the distance, he knew that it was where Hong Yi was, and he left in the opposite direction, staggering.

How terrifying is the anger of a Six Realms cultivator, but the radius of ten miles is full of ruins, and Hong Yi's divine sense extends in every direction, and there is still no trace of Han Fan.

Looking at the forest that had been destroyed by himself within ten miles, Hongyi's anger did not improve in any way.

He didn't intend to just give up, Han Fen must be hiding somewhere nearby, as long as he could maintain this carpet destruction, Han Fen would have nowhere to hide.

The monks of the Six Realms had been able to use the spiritual power of heaven and earth for their own use, and Hong Yi took out the previous palm print again, and after the palm print was raging, seeing that there was no trace of Han Fan, he continued to the next place.

The explosion of the palm prints brought gusts of wind, and a few palm prints went down, due to the destruction of trees and green vegetation, the surrounding forests were like a sandstorm, and the dust was all over the sky, which alarmed the other monks in the forest who were looking for Han Fan, as well as the strange beasts in the middle of the circle.

"Patriarch, this ......" Storm Ape Tribe, a subordinate who had just returned from the periphery was reporting the situation to the Patriarch.

"Don't care about that human, he broke the rules of the primeval forest by doing this, and if you don't need us, those guardians of the primeval forest will naturally clean him up. The storm ape waved his hand humanely, signaling his subordinates not to worry.

......

Han Fan's luck has never been bad, but this time Lady Luck seems to want him to suffer more setbacks.

When Hong Yi struck the third palm, Han Fan was once again sent flying out by the wave of qi generated by the explosion of the palm print.

Hong Yi's idea was right, according to this kind of carpet destruction, it would definitely affect Han Fan, but he ignored one point: after such a few palms, the aura in this space would have long been chaotic, and the energy fluctuations were scattered wantonly, and in this environment, if you want to use your divine sense to perceive Han Fan's fluctuations, it is tantamount to a fool's dream.

As long as Han Fan doesn't open the mantra of the word "Yu", even if Hong Yi destroys the entire Ancient Forest, he won't be able to find Han Fan's whereabouts.

When Han Fan stood up again, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, although both times he was attacked by the aftermath, but under the premise of not having any defense, Han Fan in the four realms was like a catkins in the wind, extremely fragile.

He suddenly remembered that the first time he stepped into the Ancient Forest, he was hunted down by the one-eyed leader, and this time he was still hunted down, but the target was replaced by a more powerful Six Realms monk.

"I really have an inseparable relationship with the primeval forest. ”

With a wry smile, Han Fan put aside the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind and began to think about how to deal with it.

Fortunately, this time was not as powerless as last time, Han Fan remembered the "holy land" he found when he hunted the silver rhinoceros before, and remembered the terrifying monsters in the lake, maybe it was a good choice.

Thinking of this, Han Fan's eyes lit up and he quickened his pace.

Hongyi kept scanning the surroundings, except for some unlucky ones, the alien beasts that didn't have time to escape, and there were only some tree wreckage left.

Hong Yi's anger was even worse because of this, and he slapped four palms in succession, scattered in different areas.

The fluctuations of the four palm prints exploding at the same time swept into a tornado, the majestic momentum was like a thousand armies rushing into battle, the tornado was green, because of the countless branches and leaves, the surrounding area became a piece of loess, lifeless.

Han Fan was affected again, this time the attack was even more fierce than the previous two combined, Han Fan was like a flat boat in the waves, swaying, letting the waves wash and rage.

As he struggled to his feet, the only thing that could make him feel good was that the "Holy Land" was not far away.

Hong Yi looked around the forest below, and soon he noticed a very strange phenomenon, he saw a golden lake, surrounded by rich and lush trees, and on the shore, a large number of strange beasts gathered together, all kinds of strange beasts, different strengths of different beasts were safe.

The point is that this area is obviously within his attack range, but there is no damage at all.

"My father said that all the threats to me in the primeval forest are in the depths of the forest, and it stands to reason that there should be no danger in the middle and outer peripheries. Hong Yi muttered to himself, after such venting, his anger had been alleviated to a certain extent.

Hongyi pondered as she observed the golden lake and its surroundings.

It's okay not to look at it, but when I look at it, my eyes suddenly burst into light.

It's Han Fan!

With a sound of "brush", Hong Yi disappeared in mid-air, Han Fan was slowly thinking about the "Holy Land" approaching, but suddenly a panic appeared in his heart, he didn't want to immediately condense the word "Yu" mantra and rush to the "Holy Land", a distance of more than a thousand meters, with Han Fan's current state, it was just two breaths.

He knew that this kind of dangerous intuition beyond the scope of his tolerance could only be that Six Realms Cultivator, and now it was a race against time, he was still very close to the "Holy Land", and Hong Yi was relatively far away from him, but for the speed of the Six Realms Cultivator, Han Fan did not have an advantage.

The mantra of the word "royal", the nine elements of the world, the three elements of the rush, the affinity of the wind element, Han Fan did his best, regardless of the injuries suffered by the body.

Hong Yi smiled evilly, he thought that after catching Han Fan, he must torture him first, and said that he would catch him alive, as long as he didn't kill him, wouldn't it be fine?

Because he was worried that he would kill Han Fan by mistake, the power of this palm slapped by Hong Yi was weakened by more than half.

The speed of the palm print was on par with Hong Yi, and the two flew towards Han Fan one after the other.

Han Fan had sensed the power of Hongyi's previous palms, so he already had a basic understanding of Hongyi's move.

This time the palm that came was obviously much weaker than before, and Han Fan understood after a little thought, this was because he was worried about beating himself to death, and it seemed that revenge could not be compared to the Broken Mirror Pill at all.

After weighing his current state, Han Fan felt that he could completely resist this palm.

Following the aura generated by the explosion of the palm print, Han Fan flew straight into the "Holy Land", and when he rolled down to the ground, Han Fan had never felt for a moment that the ground here was so soft.

The alien beasts who came to take refuge on the shore were all alarmed by this human who suddenly flew in, and several alien beasts stepped forward and arched Han Fan's body with their heads.

Han Fan didn't pass out this time, he kept staring at the direction where he was flying, which would also be the direction where the Six Realms cultivator appeared, but his body couldn't move anymore.

I had to watch.