Han Feng turned a corner, and after a while, he came to a relatively empty area, and he came to a place that looked like a valley.

The valley is quiet, it seems to be wide, but in fact it is only a hundred zhang square, the ground is full of gray stones of different sizes, there is no green vegetation, only in the center stands a snow-white plant, the pole is not more than three feet high, like a piece of white bone, supporting a miserable white flower alone.

It's exactly what they call Snow Bone Flower!

At this moment, the snow bone flower emitted a soft light, spreading like snow, spreading endlessly, reflecting the entire valley, adding a bit of brightness to the gray earth, but it looked a little white.

Han Feng stopped at the edge of the valley and didn't dare to continue to approach, after all, neither of them was able to pick, presumably there was a prohibition here.

His soul power stretched out and spied on.

However, when his soul power extended ten zhang forward, the snow-white light emitted by this snow bone flower suddenly fell on his soul power like a needle prick, causing it to sting unbearably and involuntarily shrink back.

What's even more frightening is that the snow-white light emitted by the snow bone flower is as if conscious, chasing after him, as fast as lightning, and it comes to him in the blink of an eye.

Han Feng was shocked, and hurriedly retreated a few zhang distance, while silently running the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Qi Technique, forming a golden dragon phantom on the surface of his body, trying to intercept the pursuit of these snow-white lights.

But as soon as Fang came into contact, these snow-white rays ignored the obstacle of the golden dragon phantom, and directly penetrated through him, heading straight for the center of his eyebrows.

"Hmph!" Han Feng snorted coldly, the spirit refining vajra technique in his body rotated on its own, and a blood-colored giant tiger emerged from behind him, and when he didn't let it go, a thick layer of blood light formed at the center of his eyebrows, and suddenly collided violently with the snow-white light of the snow bone flower, sneering, and wisps of electric light shot out in all directions, like a snake writhing, extremely dazzling.

Han Feng didn't dare to resist, and took this opportunity to quickly withdraw from this valley and hide in the mountain road.

The snow-white light of the Snow Bone Flower suddenly faded away, and it didn't follow it anymore, which made Han Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

"What a domineering flower!" Han Feng reached out and rubbed his faintly painful eyebrows, muttering secretly.

He thought to himself, no wonder the two people before didn't succeed in picking this snow bone flower, specializing in the monk's soul sea, no one could bear it.

After a pause, he stepped into the valley in front of him again, and when he scanned his eyes, he found that the road ahead was on the opposite side of the valley, and if he wanted to continue walking, he had to step over the barrier of this snow bone flower.

Han Feng thought for a while, decided to try again, and immediately stepped forward.

But as soon as he walked out of the distance of three zhang, the white light emitted by the snow bone flower condensed again, blocking him like a wall, and there was a fierce friction with the golden dragon phantom of his outer body, and the fire shone in all directions.

When he went to Shizhang, the white light of the snow bone flower was even more abundant, as if it was boiling, and it was mighty, breaking through his golden dragon phantom in one fell swoop, and rushing towards his eyebrows again, trying to infiltrate his soul sea and completely strangle him!

Han Feng didn't retreat, stabilized his body, and ran the Alchemy Vajra Technique, a layer of blood light flashed out from the center of his eyebrows, like a shield, standing in front of the white light, with a loud bang, successfully intercepted it.

Han Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, unconsciously conjuring up the phantom of the golden dragon and the blood-colored giant tiger outside his body, and stepped forward step by step against the white light in the sky.

After only five feet of progress, he was covered in sweat, his face was blue, and his eyebrows were in sharp pain.

Moreover, what is even more serious is that although he was not broken through by the white light, the soul sea has already fluctuated violently irrepressibly, and at this moment, the interior is like a river overturning the sea, and the soul power in the mist state rushes left and right, and there is chaos.

Han Feng had the intention of retreating, but when he was about to retreat, the snow bone flower burst out with a more brilliant white light, blazing like a brilliant sun, and thousands of beams of light burst out, under the coercion of the aura in the sky, turning into a rope-like existence, tightly winding him in an instant, making him unable to move at all.

"Oops!"

Han Feng was in a hurry, urging the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Qi Technique and the Alchemy Vajra Technique to the extreme, the Golden Dragon Phantom and the Blood-colored Giant Tiger rapidly expanded, trying to prop up the beam ropes around him, but to no avail, those beam ropes could be large or small, changing at will, still imprisoning his body.

Han Feng didn't believe in evil, and used all his strength, the entire valley was shaken, his aura became more and more powerful, and the aura that also rolled up the sky, the golden dragon and the giant tiger were more condensed, the golden light and blood light reflected each other, and the clicking sound broke thousands of beam ropes in the blink of an eye!

There was a crackling, and a series of sounds rang out, and Han Feng's figure retreated several feet, almost failing to stand firm.

He took a deep breath, took the opportunity to jump up, retreated more than ten zhang behind, and turned into the mountain road.

When he came to the corner, he gasped for breath and sweated like rain, and it took him a long time to recover.

He raised his head and looked at the valley in front of him, and he didn't know what to do for a while, if he really turned around and left like this, he was really unwilling.

"It's strange, such a powerful spirit flower is in front of it, and the remnant talisman didn't react at all!" Han Feng thought of the remnant talisman in the depths of his mind, and was a little surprised, according to its previous inertia, if it encountered such a spirit strain, it should have emerged and helped itself.

But now, not to mention that it took the initiative to come out, even if Han Feng called repeatedly, there was no reaction at all.

Han Feng secretly analyzed, and finally judged that this might be the realm of the dead spirit, and the spirit strains that were born had dead energy, and there was no real sense of vitality, and the remnants were useless, so they didn't come out to snatch it.

Thinking of this, Han Feng couldn't help but feel even more helpless, with his current strength, if he did it with all his might, it would not really be impossible to rush over, the key was that there were sleeping skeletons hidden in the surrounding mountains, once he woke up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yes, he was struggling with whether to try again.

For some reason, he had a hunch that as long as he rushed over, there was a high probability that there would be an exit from this mountain maze ahead!

It's a kind of divine consciousness, and it's inexplicable.

Maybe it's a special ability he got after he became successful in cultivation!

"Okay, just try again, I don't believe I can't rush out!" Han Feng clenched his fists, exhaled a long breath, and cheered himself up.

This time, he took out the broken sword from the storage ring, but the moment he took out the broken sword, a faint white light suddenly appeared inside the storage ring, flashed, and it was fleeting.

Han Feng was surprised, and hurriedly released his soul power to infiltrate it, searching carefully, and after a while, he locked his soul power on that left leg bone. [.]