The Broken Sword seemed to become extremely excited, frantically devouring those sword elements, just like a shark encountering the smell of blood, releasing a scorching white light on its own, attracting those sword elements to throw themselves into the net and merge into its interior, becoming nourishment for its further growth.

Han Feng lowered his head and found that layers of special patterns had appeared on its surface, like gold and not gold, faintly transmitted by inexplicable fluctuations, like a heartbeat, and as if it was a pulse, giving people the feeling that this sword seemed to have life.

What's even more peculiar is that this sword can actually transform the sword yuan it absorbs into a stream of secret power into his palm, through the arm meridians, flowing into his dantian, nourishing his golden pill, and also making the spirit baby on the periphery of the golden pill more condensed, the blue and gold light transforms into a dragon, surrounding both sides of the spirit baby, and the power is restrained, but once it explodes, it will definitely be earth-shattering and shock the universe.

Han Feng was in a good mood, he didn't expect that in such an environment, he could still gain something, which can be described as a good opportunity.

At his level, every step he took to improve would either take a lot of time, or he would have to find a heaven and earth spiritual material that was rare in the world.

These days, he has had many opportunities, he really hasn't eaten less of such things, and even the spiritual things derived from the semi-chaotic state have been absorbed by him, and it is difficult for his cultivation not to improve extremely quickly.

In the same way, Murong Xue also has access to a lot of resources, and they are all unique, otherwise she would not have progressed so fast.

Unconsciously, more than half an hour had passed, and Han Feng's body seemed to have become saturated, unable to absorb the secret power transformed by those sword elements.

But the broken sword still did not refuse, it was like a bottomless pit, and I didn't know what it would be inside to accommodate so much sword power.

Han Feng couldn't understand it more and more, maybe its origin was really unusual, there was a demon monk mentioned it before, it might be one of the keys to open the Fu Ancestor Underground Palace.

As for where the Fu Zu Underground Palace is, the people of the Demon Clan are also looking for it, and Han Feng naturally doesn't know, but he vaguely feels that the remnant talisman in the depths of his soul sea may know where it is.

Han Feng thought silently, he was planning how to go in the future.

In the near future, the human world will definitely be in chaos, after all, the two devil clans have almost opened up various teleportation channels, as long as the time is ripe, their two clans will attack on a large scale, and no one will be able to escape at that time, they all have to face it, only by fighting with all their strength can there be a glimmer of life, otherwise there will be no way out.

Just when he was thinking like this, the cyan bud suddenly cracked several holes, the clear light seeped out, the strong fragrance surged, and a massive amount of sword intent came out, and it evolved into a mouth sword by itself, which glowed and shiny, and roared around the flower bud.

Immediately afterwards, the bud began to swell, and the halo spread out one after another, and after a while, it became the size of a few feet, but there was no sign of dissipation, still like a physical bud, the cracks opened became larger and larger, slowly unfolding at a speed visible to the naked eye, the fragrance wafted, and the aftertaste was endless.

Han Feng took a deep breath and suddenly felt refreshed, as if his dark wound was gone, and even his mana increased slightly, making him look forward to Murong Xue's exit more and more.

This time, she should be able to enter the psychic realm smoothly.

Such a young Psychic Realm Venerable should also be extremely rare in the history of the Haotian Continent, and it is absolutely impossible for a genius to achieve such an achievement, and it is indispensable to have the right time, place, and cooperation.

"Smack......

The petals of this bud are getting bigger and bigger, and the half-pillar incense is less than a half-pillar of incense, and its layers of petals are all opened, and there is a beautiful woman lying quietly among the stamens, her skin is like snow, shining brightly, and she is beautiful and incomprehensible, she is simply not like a woman in the world, but really like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

This woman is Murong Xue!

Han Feng was overjoyed, seeing that she had successfully exited the customs, the heart that had been hanging was finally put down, and he immediately flew over, trying to wake it up, but close to the cyan lotus flower Baizhang away, he was blocked by a special force diaphragm, he stretched out his hand and pushed it, and found that this layer of diaphragm could not be broken easily, and he did not dare to break it rashly, so he had to stand outside and wait quietly for her to wake up.

After a while, Murong Xue's long eyelashes moved slightly, and she suddenly opened her eyes, her divine light bloomed, and two eyes actually shot out, hitting the void and humming, and her strength was obvious.

Han Feng's heart moved slightly, just by this scene, he decided that the other party had already stepped into the level of the Psychic Venerable, and immediately laughed loudly: "Junior Han Feng, meet Venerable Murong!"

Hearing this, Murong Xue slowly got up, half sat on the lotus heart, turned around, glanced at Han Feng, raised her eyebrows, and chuckled: "You are joking with me again, are you itchy again, loosen your bones for you!"

As soon as her words fell, a cyan lightsaber condensed with her mind, and there was a sharp sound, and in an instant, she went to Han Feng's side, without any moves, it was such a simple stab.

But in Han Feng's eyes, he was full of surprise, this thorn was like an antelope hanging horns, it was natural, and there was no flaw in it, and more importantly, the cyan lightsaber implied a potential field, blocking all his retreats, he had only one way to fight head-on, if he rashly dodged, he would be hit hard.

Han Feng no longer hesitated, the broken sword was raised, and it was slanted over, revealing a scorching white light, like cutting tofu, breaking the potential field laid by the opponent, hitting the cyan sword light with great accuracy, with a crisp sound, the cyan sword light trembled slightly like an iron piece, and the sword qi rippled, making the surrounding void shake for a while, and layers of ripples appeared, and colored lights overlapped.

Han Feng's shirt floated up, but he was not injured in the slightest.

After a while, the cyan lightsaber quickly disappeared, turning into a little cyan afterglow, dissipating and returning to this world.

"Your kendo cultivation has improved dramatically again, it's not easy!" Murong Xue didn't test it anymore, and said calmly.

At this moment, the invisible power barrier had disappeared, no longer blocking Han Feng, he immediately flew over, came to the front of the snow lotus, and was about to step up, but was suddenly blocked by another one.

Moreover, this force was even more powerful, and it directly shook it away, and involuntarily retreated a few steps.

Han Feng was surprised, looked down, and found that the cyan lotus was still running, still providing a steady stream of energy to Murong Xue.

"Senior sister, I haven't seen you for many days, are you treating guests like this?" Han Feng didn't become cautious just because Murong Xue was promoted to Psychic Venerable, and still talked to her with a hippie smile.