Han Feng was overjoyed in his heart, and casually injected a little true qi into the broken sword, which immediately made his sword qi crisscross in all directions, covering a range of several zhang, cutting many cracks on the surrounding rocky ground, one by one, one by one, which was extremely eye-catching. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Han Feng stopped pointing, stopped the injection of true qi, and put the broken sword into the storage ring with satisfaction, and then looked around, only to see that it was no longer yellow earth, but dense with rocks, rugged and steep, and the slope had also increased a lot, obliquely upward, and the distance was shrouded in mist, even if the soul power was swept away, it was impossible to see anything clearly, obviously there was a mysterious power in it that forbade the prying eyes of the soul power.

He took a deep breath, didn't care so much, and continued to walk up.

He had a smooth journey, and within a quarter of an hour, he was within the range of the fog above.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, a thunderclap sounded, and a snow-bright lightning bolt swept through the gloomy sky, dancing like a snake, and it fell in an instant, hitting Han Feng's body directly, extremely fast.

Han Feng trembled all over, and jumped out in one breath, not being hit by the next bolt of lightning, otherwise he would not be able to resist. But Rao is like this, his legs are also weak, his body is like a sieve, and a mouthful of black blood spit out involuntarily.

He took a deep breath, and it took a while to calm down the injuries in his body, the thunder and lightning just now was no less than the peak blow in the middle of the Guiyuan period, and it was also suffered without his full protection, only being injured and not killed was the result of his physical strength, otherwise, the consequences would be even more miserable.

Han Feng narrowed his eyes and looked inside the mist, with enough eyesight, he could only see the area fifty or sixty zhang away, which was foggy, but if he used his soul power, it would be even worse, and he couldn't even spy on the range of ten zhang, so he could imagine the strength of the mysterious power inside.

Han Feng looked left and right for a while, and a flash of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, only to see that more than thirty zhang away, there was a purple and red flower growing on a piece of charred land, which was slightly shiny, attracting thunder and lightning bombardment from time to time, but no matter how the white lightning hit, it was protected by the purple and red brilliance, but it was constantly absorbing those thunder and lightning fragments scattered around, which was very magical.

"A spirit flower that can absorb thunder and lightning?" Han Feng was excited, this was the first time he had seen such a strange species.

"It's definitely a great medicine, even beyond the level of the best!" he was overjoyed, but soon he frowned again, looking at the lightning that swept by the sky from time to time in the mist, it was a big head.

He didn't give up and walked along the edge of the mist for a long time, but he didn't find the slightest loophole that could be used, but instead saw a lot of strange flowers and plants one after another, flashing with amazing spiritual power fluctuations, which was extremely eye-catching and made him even more uncomfortable.

Han Feng went around and around, returning to his previous position, standing outside the purple and red flower, his eyes shining, and he decided to enter it from here.

After taking a few pills and completely recovering from the injuries in his body, he gritted his teeth, took out the broken sword, injected a large amount of true qi, propped up a piece of sword light to protect his body, and frantically operated the alchemy vajra technique, and the body surface condensed a dazzling purple and white light, protecting the body, and resolutely rushed in.

This time, he had just stepped more than ten feet when he was once again struck by the lightning that suddenly appeared in the sky, but he was not as embarrassed as the previous time.

The lightning struck the white sword light on Han Feng's periphery, sneering, but it failed to break through, and it just dimmed its luster by half.

Han Feng was secretly happy, his feet moved quickly, his body was like electricity, and he crossed more than ten zhang in an instant, but at this moment, a lightning bolt fell from the sky, this time the lightning was more than three points thicker, directly shattering his white sword light, and the residual power remained, hitting his body protection light mask, making a loud bang, he was shocked, although he finally resisted, but a large amount of thunder and lightning still penetrated into his body, and he was numb for a while.

He subconsciously continued to operate the spirit refining vajra technique, and unexpectedly absorbed the thunder and lightning fragments that had infiltrated into it, as if those thunderbolts were like nourishment, quickly transformed into special spiritual power, refining his physical body, making the white light on his body become more and wider, slowly spreading to his abdomen, and wearing it on his body like a pair of armor.

"Boom ......"

At this moment, lightning flashed in the sky, and another thunderbolt slashed down, menacing, thicker than the previous two, and the power seemed to be much stronger.

Han Feng couldn't rejoice, while frantically injecting true qi into the broken sword, urging a strong sword light to resist, while increasing the intensity of the alchemy vajra technique, releasing an even more brilliant purple and white light to protect the body.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

A series of dull noises spread, and the flames splashed everywhere, and Han Feng seemed to be under the pressure of several mountains, his legs trembled, and he was almost struck by lightning and fell down.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, and finally survived, but those thunder and lightning fragments still seeped into his body, rampage, making his meridians all over his body in severe pain, but fortunately, his alchemy vajra technique was still able to work, sweeping them away like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves, condensing them into spiritual power, and replenishing his body.

Han Feng looked up at the thunderclouds that flashed in the sky again, and it seemed that another thunderbolt was about to burst out and fall down, he didn't dare to hold on any longer, so he immediately decided to retreat backwards, and with two smacks, his body turned into a series of phantoms and jumped out of this area, leaving the location of the fog.

It's a long story, but it's over in just a breath or two.

After Han Feng jumped out of the minefield, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which was black and viscous, but his original pale face also recovered.

He let out a long breath, looked at the mist area again, hesitated for a while, and did not rush in rashly, but sat down cross-legged, took out a few pills and took them, and silently operated the Heavenly Dragon Imperial Qi Technique to refine and repair the injuries in his body.

In less than a quarter of an hour, he stood up and stepped into the fog without hesitation, but this time he was only standing at the edge of the mist, not daring to go deeper.

Sure enough, after a short while, the sky once again lit up with a shining thunderbolt, and a bolt of lightning as thick as a tail finger slashed down, and the fog shook away.

Han Feng didn't take out the broken sword and released a brilliant sword light to resist, but secretly frantically turned the spirit vajra technique, urging a purple-white light to meet the thunder and lightning strike.

The thunder and lightning were like knives, breaking through his defensive light almost instantly, seeping into his body, but under the operation of the Spirit Alchemy Vajra Technique, it was quickly transformed into special spiritual power, like a fierce medicine fiercely refining his body.