Han Feng's pupils shrank slightly, knowing that this guy could be compared to the existence of a half-step psychic, but it was not a monk after all, it had a brute force, but it had a single trick, he was not afraid, and immediately took the initiative to attack, the Heavenly Dao Golden Pill in his body spun endlessly, the mana gushed out, and frantically poured the broken sword in his hand, under the blue light burst, a sword shot out, although it was only a few zhang long, but it was infinitely powerful, directly cutting the void, bringing out a long black ravine, and slashing at the dragon's body with lightning speed.

This sword was too fast, like a glimpse, the black dragon had just withdrawn from a distance of hundreds of zhang, and it was chased up, slashing at its body, and the scale armor was suddenly shattered, without any stopping power, and then its torso, cracking a big opening, but no blood spurted out, and some were just rich black gas.

"Roaring ......"

The black dragon let out a roar as if it was in pain, its big tail swept over, and a majestic force poured out, instantly breaking a large void, but unfortunately it failed to hurt Han Feng in the slightest, he had already dodged one step in advance.

"Whew......"

Another brilliant sword light struck, pulling out a thousand-foot-long void ravine, pitch black as ink, like a long snake, and hit the black dragon again, causing a deep scar to appear on the upper part of its body, and black qi was everywhere.

However, after all, this guy is derived from a special black qi, and he does not have a specific physical body, and he can recover quickly from injuries that are almost cut in half.

Han Feng was also a little helpless when he had such an opponent, after all, with his strength, he couldn't kill with one hit, and he had to keep dodging its counterattacks, constantly sending out sharp sword moves in the air, hitting the void and collapsing over and over again.

However, the black dragon was not flexible enough after all, and was beaten everywhere, although Han Feng's every blow could not kill it, it was also constantly consuming its origin power, and in less than a quarter of an hour, its momentum plummeted, and it could no longer maintain a half-step psychic state, and Han Feng seized the opportunity to slash it with a sword, completely defeating it.

Han Feng's eyes showed a cold light, and with a turn of the broken sword in his hand, the sword qi in the sky swirled, and in one go, the black color that had broken up was twisted into powder, and it could never be resurrected again.

After killing the strongest black dragon, Han Feng also felt very tired, and hurriedly took out a few pills and took them, but he didn't rest and quickly left this place.

......

After another half an hour had passed, Han Feng finally broke out of the dangerous place of the broken abyss, and on the way, he also encountered several black dragons equivalent to the half-step psychic level, but they were all destroyed by his quick sword.

When he saw the light of day, he felt a lot of emotion, he didn't expect this dangerous place to be so difficult to break through, if it weren't for his strength, it might have to take more time.

Of course, he is not completely without gains, at least he has tried the sword in it, so that he has become more proficient in the use of the Sword Yuan Codex, and it can be regarded as applying what he has learned and making further progress.

Han Feng took a few more pills and estimated the time, if he didn't speed up, it was very likely that he wouldn't be able to catch up with the time, and when he was called in, he would be teleported to the easternmost area.

He was no longer clumsy, and immediately held the broken sword, and the three powers in his body were released, poured into it, and directly urged the broken sword to emit a scorching white light, enveloping him and moving quickly.

One breath is three hundred miles!

He was like a white lightning, galloping through the sky, flying by, many yuan beasts or demon beasts, without even seeing his shadow clearly, were thrown away by him, and disappeared.

After the three incense sticks, Han Feng crossed hundreds of thousands of miles, and he had to stop, not because he was in danger again, but because he was a little unbearable, after all, the spatial resistance here was much stronger than that of the outside world, and his consumption was extremely huge, so he naturally had to stop for a while before he had the energy to continue flying.

He put away the broken sword and flew at a normal speed, while taking out a few pills that replenished his vitality and swallowed them, silently recovering his energy.

It didn't take long for him to fly tens of thousands of miles, and another dangerous place appeared in front of him, called the Netherworld, and from a distance, a large area of dry and gray trees covered the vast land, and bursts of mist floated in the air, blocking the way.

Han Feng didn't know why he chose such a name, maybe it had something to do with the Demon Realm?

He secretly guessed in his heart that the black qi in the previous Broken Abyss Dangerous Realm was somewhat similar to the demonic qi in his senses, and then he thought of the Alcatraz Island mentioned by the mysterious organization, maybe this secret realm was really related to the demon world.

He quickly put away these thoughts, and without slowing down in the slightest, he rushed in.

Less than a moment after he entered it, many ghostly beings stared at him, men and women, old and young, unkempt old men, and beautiful women with pale faces, but they all had no specific bodies, like floating things, floating aimlessly, and when they saw him, the only living being, they all set out, as if they had smelled the sweetness of honey, and they swarmed in, but they were silent, without setting off even a trace of wind and waves.

Han Feng's face was pale, and the pores of his whole body stood up, starting a new round of battle.

......

After another half an hour, Han Feng successfully broke through the Netherworld, his face was solemn and slightly pale, just because he had suffered a lot there, and his soul power was consumed hugely.

Those ghost creatures could ignore physical attacks, his body refining power couldn't help them at all, and even the sword qi released by the broken sword was greatly reduced, if it weren't for his soul power cultivation to reach the peak state of the middle stage of crystallization, and the Five Elements Seal Technique had its own uniqueness, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Rao was like this, he was also half beaten and half retreated, with the help of the light of the broken sword, wrapped around himself, and quickly fled the scene.

Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that these dangerous places are really extraordinary, not they can be broken through at will, fortunately, there is no danger, and they have passed the test smoothly.

He adjusted slightly, took several pills, and after refining the medicinal power, his face was slightly better, and he quickly flew forward, and he had to continue to hurry.

......

Time flew by, and before I knew it, another seven or eight hours had passed.

Han Feng crossed three dangerous places in a row, experienced various obstacles, and slain countless monsters, spanning nearly two million miles, getting closer and closer to the ocean area, but he was so tired that he had to stop in a quiet place to rest.

He sat cross-legged on the top of a mountain peak, closed his eyes and breathed, and after half an hour, he stood up again, and was about to get up and continue to Alcatraz Island, when a strange noise suddenly came from the left, and the aftermath of the battle rushed to his face.

Han Feng did not act rashly, but immediately restrained his breath, hid in a small hole**, and quickly arranged the next layer of prohibitions to avoid being detected.