Han Feng naturally noticed this scene, but he was powerless to stop their actions, now that he had been tied up in place by the remnant talisman, he could only speed up to absorb the vitality stored in the small mountain pack, if the remnant talisman successfully repaired the ninth branch, maybe he would be able to regain his freedom.

The three little golden macaques were extremely fast, and in a few breaths, they rushed to a distance of only ten zhang from the small mountain bag, and they were so excited that they sent out a series of attacks and blasted towards Han Feng.

Han Feng's mind moved, and the blood-colored giant tiger behind him suddenly flipped over, waving his claws, and the blood-colored light blade burst out, like thousands of big knives slashing out at the same time, stopping the attack of the three golden little macaques, and even rushed to them unabated, overturning them.

If it weren't for the heavy coercion of the hill pack here, it would have weakened the power of his attacks as well, otherwise they would have suffered more trauma.

The macaque with a wisp of blood-red hair at the center of his eyebrows showed an anxious look on his face, very anthropomorphic, and he saw it scream "quack", waved his hand again, and instructed the rest of the macaques behind him to rush forward.

A large group of small golden macaques swarmed up, coming to a distance of more than ten zhang behind Han Feng, even if they were weak and weak, they went all out and rushed towards Han Feng with their strongest attack.

It's a pity that no matter how they attacked, Han Feng intercepted them, although his face became more and more pale, but under the nourishment of abundant vitality, his state quickly returned to the same as before!

In just more than ten breaths, the small mountain bag became smaller, almost "emaciated" by more than half, no longer round, but turned into a pillar, which looked a little unique.

"Whew......"

The macaque, who had a wisp of blood-red hair at the center of his eyebrows, became angry, led the last six macaques, rushed over, and took the lead in the front of Xiaoshanbao, only three feet away from Han Feng.

It didn't hesitate, the hand with sharp claws reached out, and slapped it out with a palm, the golden light was vast, and there was a faint flash of red light, even if there was a barrier from the coercion of the hill, but this power was also incomparable, setting off a storm!

Han Feng became cautious, controlled the blood-colored giant tiger behind him to come out, and suddenly caught up with it, colliding violently with its attack!

"Boom ......"

The explosion sounded, and in the midst of the rolling waves, the macaque, which had a wisp of blood-red hair at the center of his eyebrows, was shaken open, retreated several kilometers away, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Han Feng's blood-colored giant tiger also became dim and black, a pair of claws disappeared, and more than a dozen cuts appeared on his body, but they did not collapse after all.

Han Feng said "wow", and irrepressibly spurted out a mouthful of blood, sprinkled on the smaller hill bag, and was instantly absorbed by it.

The Necromantic Flower seemed to be relieved, and the light suddenly brightened, emitting a strong suction, scrambling to regain a small half of the black light, and its light spread out, and in the blink of an eye, it covered the range of dozens of zhang again!

As if consciously, it didn't focus on "taking care" of Han Feng, but instead focused on those frail little golden macaques.

The snow-white light flashed suddenly, as if it was breathing strongly, and with lightning speed, it drained the vitality of the weakest golden macaques.

"Ahhhhhhh......h

Those fist-sized little golden macaques let out a terrible scream, billowing smoke came out of their bodies, and a large amount of vitality completely disappeared in one or two breaths, and a series of crisp sounds spread, and their bodies exploded directly, becoming a ball of blood, sticky and bone-bound to be swallowed up by the necromantic flower!

The remaining powerful little golden macaques were frightened and retreated.

But at this moment, the Necromantic Flower has awakened, and with its own consciousness, how can it let them stay away, the snow-white light descended, wrapping those little golden macaques the size of half a fist, like a pair of invisible big hands clenching and crushing, and with a snapping sound, more than a dozen of them died one after another, becoming a cloud of blood mist and being drained of all life by the Necromantic Flower!

The macaque with a wisp of blood-red hair at the center of his eyebrows had already turned on his spiritual intelligence, and his face was full of disbelief at the moment, with incomprehensible eyes, staring at the necromantic flower, and kicking his feet continuously, breaking through the obstacles under the necromantic flower, and quickly fled to more than a hundred zhang away, and finally escaped, but it also became weakened, and more than half of the essence blood was drained away by the necromantic flower!

With the vigorous vitality of so many living beings, the Necronomicon Flower shone even brighter, and the massive ghosts in the sky were invisibly attracted and poured down again, widening the passage to the size of twenty or thirty zhang, and endlessly merging into the interior of the Necromantic Flower!

I don't know how its interior is structured, it can accommodate such a majestic ghost, even if the ghost is invisible and invisible, but it is also huge, as if it has an independent space inside!

Han Feng was secretly anxious, but he was powerless to stop the Necromantic Flower, so he could only protect himself and prevent his vitality from being siphoned off by the other party.

The Necromantic Flower seemed to be afraid of the existence of the remnant talisman, and did not attack him, but just went all out to absorb the ghost into the body and accelerate its evolution.

Han Feng's mind was racing, and he didn't understand how the other party could devour vitality on the one hand, and absorb ghosts on the other, and die in his life, as if it contained some kind of deep meaning, but unfortunately he couldn't understand it. However, he vaguely felt that if he fully understood, maybe his realm would no longer stay at this stage.

After the Necromantic Flower increased its power greatly, the black light it extracted also greatly increased, making it even more powerful.

Not to be outdone, the eight branches on its surface suddenly lit up, and in the illusion, that mysterious world emerged, and the terrifying suction power gushed out, and the black light emitted by the small mountain bag suddenly soared, and most of them merged into the mysterious world where the remnant talisman was sacrificed!

In the face of this level of power, the Necromantic Flower could only barely maintain its absorption.

As soon as both sides exert force, the hill bag will become smaller faster, and in a moment, it will be "thin" by a third!

Han Feng was stained with a lot of residual talisman light on the side, and the black light he absorbed became more and more, causing the blood-colored giant tiger outside him to completely condense out again, and the aura was majestic and became more condensed.

"Boom ......"

The Alchemy Vajra Technique in his body suddenly accelerated, and the blood-colored giant tiger suddenly skyrocketed by a few times, forcibly opening the shrouded power of the Necromantic Flower, and then continued to grow, becoming more than two hundred zhang tall, towering like a mountain!

Mid-Tiger Stage!

Han Feng was secretly delighted, in this situation, he didn't dare to bloom his edge wantonly, and hurriedly shrunk the blood-colored giant tiger, so that it could not be contained, and it would recover to the size of more than ten zhang!

After his strength increased greatly, the black light he could share was also several percent, and it continued to seep into his flesh and blood, allowing him to further consolidate his cultivation.