Han Feng was surprised, hurriedly dodged them, and then continued to walk forward, when he bypassed the unknown number of giant trees, under the guidance of the remnant talisman, turned left and right, and a small mountain suddenly appeared in front of him.

Han Feng's eyes widened, only to see that this small mountain bag was only the size of a zhang, the whole body was dark, black and shiny, like a huge black steamed bun, it looked ordinary, but the aura it emitted was extremely terrifying, and from a distance of more than a hundred zhang, people could feel the heavy pressure.

However, at this moment, there are dozens of golden macaques gathered around this small mountain bag, they are kneeling on the pale gray ground, motionless, wisps of white gas escaping from their bodies, merging into the small mountain bag, which looks very weird.

Every wisp of white qi emanated from the little golden macaques, and they trembled slightly, as if they were under great pressure.

In less than a quarter of an hour, three of the little macaques got up, and staggered out of the envelope of the hill as if overwhelmed, and staggered into the forest, like drunken drunkards, only unusually emaciated and weak, as if a great deal of vitality had been drained.

These were not things that shocked Han Feng, but a snow-white flower quietly grew on the top of the hill, looking like a wild chrysanthemum, at this time the petals had not yet been fully unfolded, ordinary and unremarkable, but the remnant talisman in the depths of his soul sea vibrated violently, sending out bursts of hunger and thirst, but after all, he did not urge Han Feng to go and pick it, I don't know if it also knew that this flower was not picked at that time.

"Necromantic Flower?!"

Han Feng guessed that although he had never seen the Necromantic Flower, for some reason, he just felt this way, perhaps it was a hint that the remnant talisman had subtly given him.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his impulses, took a few steps back, and stood in the distance to observe.

In a moment, he found that every time the wisps of white gas emanating from those little golden macaques floated into the small mountain bag, this necromantic flower flickered slightly, and the petals also opened a little, obviously these vitality had a great effect on its complete bloom!

Han Feng was puzzled, he really didn't understand why these little golden macaques wanted to promote the blooming of the Necromantic Flower with their own vitality, he couldn't figure it out, could it be that these little golden macaques were born for the Necromantic Flower?

He felt more and more that there were too many artificial designs in this necromantic country, whether it was the obstacles along the way, or the weirdness of this place, there were too many things to think about.

"Could it be that this place is really a testing ground set up by some great powers in the early years?!" Han Feng was deeply suspicious.

He quickly shook his head again, and laughed secretly, even if this place was a place of great power, it had nothing to do with him, what was important now was how to rush over and pick it in one fell swoop when the Necromantic Flower had completely bloomed.

Moreover, after he picks it, he has to think about the way back, otherwise whether he can get out alive is a matter of two words. Not to mention these little golden macaques, even those monks lurking in the shadows are a big problem, and the devil knows how many monks are hidden!

Han Feng didn't act rashly, silently pondered and waited.

Time passed very slowly, and he simply closed his eyes and breathed, slowly adjusting himself to the best state.

I don't know how long it took, maybe five or six hours.

Those little golden macaques changed stubble after stubble, and they endlessly exuded vitality for the Necromantic Flower to absorb, as if they were the nourishment depot for the Necromantic Flower to move.

It's just that the Necromantic Flower grows unusually slowly, and after such a long time, it has absorbed so much vitality, so it has expanded slightly, and it is not possible to achieve it in three or five days before it fully blooms.

Han Feng secretly felt lucky, if he stayed in the mountain peak maze for a few more days, he was afraid that he would miss out on this necromantic flower.

Thinking like this, he was naturally very patient, and it was rare that the remnant talisman would not toss at this time, quietly releasing a white light in the depths of his soul sea, protecting him from being perceived by outside creatures.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the forest, and a group of small golden macaques swarmed, one of them became larger, carrying a person in his hand, it was the person who was beaten by the golden macaque in the depths of the dense forest before!

At this moment, he was already unconscious, his face was as pale as paper, without any human color, and he didn't know what kind of torture he had suffered some time earlier.

Han Feng looked a little unbearable, but he also knew that even if he rescued him, it would be useless, but he would get into him and become the object of torture for their group of golden macaques.

"What a cruel race!" Han Feng scolded secretly.

But when he thought about it, the Terrans of the Dark Dao were not like this, and their treatment of other species was even more cruel and ruthless.

There is no right or wrong in this way!

After a while, the group of golden macaques led the man into the coercive envelope of the hill, and the golden macaque in the lead, which had grown larger, trembled and threw him closer to the hill, and then it knelt on the ground, like the other macaques, and let the necromantic flower on the top of the hill absorb its vitality.

As for the man, after he fell to the ground, his whole body began to tremble unconsciously, and wisps of white gas like smoke spread out from his body, and they all flowed into the small mountain bag, and then were absorbed by the necromantic flower on the top.

"Ah......h

He suddenly screamed, as if he had woken up like a nightmare, but he was weak, and he writhed his body like a snake on the ground, but he couldn't move half a step, but let his vitality drain even more, his whole body seemed to be on fire, thick smoke billowed out, and in a few breaths, he was completely emaciated, and after a short while, the whole person became skin and bones, and all the pure vitality was drained, and he couldn't see it!

What's even more terrifying is that his bones also began to emit white smoke, as if knocking on the bones and sucking the marrow, squeezing out the last trace of his vitality, and there was nothing left!

In the end, all that was left was a blackened skeleton, and even his clothes were reduced to ashes.

Han Feng was shocked inexplicably, he didn't expect that a little closer to Xiaoshanbao, there was such a great power, although that person was already weak, but after all, he was the peak cultivation of the early stage of the Returning Yuan Dynasty, and his skin and flesh were also like steel, but he didn't think that it was just half a cup of tea, and he became a dry bone!

He muttered secretly, not knowing if he could break through, now even with the protection of the remnant talisman, he could feel the heavy pressure at a little closer, obviously the coercion of this small mountain bag could also affect the magical power of the remnant talisman.

He thought silently for a while, and decided to wait and see what happened, and not rush it.