Han Feng also understood that the forest maze was not as good as the current fog maze, and whether it could be successfully broken could only be tested by practice.

He sat down cross-legged, took a deep breath, and silently adjusted his state to the best before taking out a piece of purple rune paper, as well as a rune pen and rune ink.

He spread out the rune paper in his left hand, dipped the pen in ink in his right hand, and began to draw.

According to the runic path he had figured out before, he went all the way down, and soon came to the closing stage smoothly.

There are two resistance mountains side by side at the tail, leaving only a little space for him to move, the space is really limited, and there are extremely high requirements for his technique.

He didn't hesitate, and immediately used the method of skillful differentiation and the method of brute force to open the mountain, and the two-pronged approach was heard, only two muffled bangs were heard, and the two resistance mountains collapsed almost at the same time!

His talisman paused at the end and made another stroke!

"Buzz ......"

A strange sound sounded on the purple rune paper, trembling slightly, as if it was under great pressure, but the purple rune paper was superb, emitting a faint purple light on its own, and it was perfectly undertaken.

In the void, it suddenly resonated, bursts of aura fluctuations spread, a large number of heaven and earth aura surged, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed a tide of aura like flowing water, a piece of red, crazy poured into this purple rune paper, under the confinement of the rune road, the aura condensed in the rune line, shining, and finally the whole rune paper burst out of dazzling rune light, soaring into the sky, causing a more intense wave of aura, such as waves surging, swarming, all poured into this five-grade rune!

After dozens of breaths, the aura of heaven and earth gradually returned to calm, and the rune road on the purple rune paper was red, and the rune light was like a tide, spreading out layer after layer, and the coercion was great, no less than that of ordinary monks in the early stage of returning to the Yuan.

At this point, the five-grade talisman fire spear talisman has been completed!

Han Feng exhaled turbidity, and his heart that had been hanging finally let go, and a smile appeared on his face.

He put away the five-grade rune, immediately took out another piece of purple rune paper, and then continued to draw the five-grade rune, which was also a fire spear rune, and he was the most proficient in this kind of rune.

Time flickered, and before I knew it, three or four hours had passed.

Han Feng's technique of drawing the five-grade talisman fire spear talisman became more and more skillful, and he drew nearly a hundred in one go, except for three of the more than ten at the beginning, all of them succeeded, and again and again the entire area was in a state of violent fluctuations in aura.

However, after such a long time, he has not been able to break the maze, and it is obvious that the vibration caused by his drawing of the five-grade rune is not enough to break this maze!

And there were less than twenty pieces of purple rune paper left in his hand, and he was a little anxious, but he didn't give up, and still persevered in continuing to draw the five-grade rune fire spear rune.

He was sweating profusely, and his speed became faster, one after the other, without the slightest pause.

Moreover, it seemed that the tremendous pressure made him burst out with unimaginable potential, and at this moment, there was no mistake, and each one was drawn flawlessly, causing violent aura fluctuations, and a loud rumbling sound erupted in the sky, which was deafening.

After drawing three more fire spear talismans in a row, a storm formed in the sky, which lasted for a long time, causing a special celestial phenomenon, faintly with lightning and thunder.

Han Feng's eyes lit up, knowing that his speed had an effect, he immediately ignored the sweat all over his body, stretched out his left hand, and a purple rune paper appeared on the ground, spreading it out on the ground.

His right hand held the rune pen dipped in ink, and quickly put the pen on the rune paper, and various techniques were crossed, and in the last breath, the drawing was successful again!

In the sky, the storm that was already raging became even bigger, and a large amount of spiritual energy converged over there, and at the same time, it was surging towards this newly formed five-grade talisman fire spear talisman.

Han Feng became even more unrestrained, and directly let go of the five-grade talisman in his hand, allowing it to absorb the aura on its own.

He immediately took out a new piece of purple rune paper, moved quickly, and drew it again.

At this moment, time seemed to have become urgent, and it passed quickly, as if half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye.

Han Feng's hands were like the wind, and he drew thirteen five-grade runes one after another, without a pause in between, and the aura fluctuations stimulated were incomparably powerful.

The storm had become hundreds of zhang in size, setting off a fierce wind that stirred up the world.

What's even more terrifying is that this storm is irreversible, automatically absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and seems to be cracking this maze.

Han Feng was afraid that he would miss this opportunity, so he just raised his head slightly and glanced at the storm, and continued to bury his head in drawing on the remaining purple rune paper!

A quarter of an hour later, the remaining six purple runes in his hand were all consumed, and all of them were converted into five-grade runes and fire spear talismans, making the storm in the sky like adding fuel to the fire, and the momentum became more and more magnificent, becoming more and more massive, enveloping a thousand zhang square circle!

Han Feng was directly below this storm, being blown by the wind of his gang, his clothes were hunting, and even his flesh felt bursts of tingling!

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Lightning swept through the storm, setting off a thunderous roar that lasted for a long time.

Han Feng looked up at the sky, his expression was a little nervous, he was not afraid of this storm, he was worried about whether it could successfully break this maze.

After a while, the storm expanded even more violently, covering a radius of three thousand feet, and a gap gradually appeared in the center, as if it was about to open the sky, and slowly a ray of light appeared from it.

Han Feng was overjoyed, knowing that he had succeeded, this maze was finally cracked by him!

Sure enough, with this ray of light, thousands of rays of light burst out from inside, and the center of the storm expanded dramatically, goodbye to the outside world!

The sky outside was still gray, but it was much brighter than inside the maze.

As the middle of the storm opened, the whole maze began to disintegrate rapidly, and the fog receded like a tide, coming and going suddenly, and it was all gone in the blink of an eye.

Han Feng looked around and found that he had left the maze of mountain peaks, and was now in the middle of a desert.

Suddenly, a "bang" sound was heard far away.

Han Feng's eyes flashed, as if he had a clear understanding, and immediately dispersed his soul power, covering a range of six or seven thousand zhang, and suddenly saw the red-robed young man three thousand zhang away.

I saw that he looked confused, holding a long halberd, and the blade of the halberd was still shining brightly, and the sound just now was heard from his attack on a certain clearing.

Han Feng ignored the red-robed young man, turned to the left side, and soon found the figure of the burly man, this person was farther away, more than 5,000 zhang away, holding two sledgehammers in both hands, looking angry and tired, obviously he was trapped in a daze before, which also made him toss a lot.