Half a day later, Han Feng failed one after another, he didn't know how many golden runes he had destroyed, and in the end, all the golden rune papers in his storage ring were consumed.

He had to use silver rune paper, but the effect was even worse, and every time he was halfway through, the rune paper would shatter on its own because it couldn't bear the pressure, and then it caused the rune power to jump around and burn it directly.

He had to pause for a moment, take out the small stove and animal skins, and start boiling the rune paper directly here.

With his current strength, he is naturally familiar with boiling rune paper, and the production rate is 100%, and most of them are golden rune paper, and even purple rune paper has appeared in a few furnaces.

He boiled nearly a thousand rune papers in one go, most of them were golden rune papers, and there were more than a dozen purple rune papers.

He put away these rune papers, thought about it, and simply took out those purple gold bamboo leaves obtained in the early years, and boiled them into purple-gold rune paper, and the production rate also reached 100%, but the purple rune paper only accounted for seventy percent, and the rest were golden rune paper.

In an instant, he had more than a hundred purple runes in his pocket.

After completing these tasks, he took a short break and thought seriously for a while before continuing to refine the talisman.

He didn't use purple rune paper, after all, this thing was very valuable, but with one less existent, he was naturally reluctant to waste it in the process of trying.

Time flickered, and another half an hour passed.

There was a strange noise in the valley, flames broke out everywhere, and Han Feng still couldn't succeed.

However, after so many failures, his eyes became more and more determined, and he became more and more proficient in using the method of skillful differentiation.

Under the bypass, he also had a breakthrough in his perception of the other two methods, and at this moment, he finally mastered the second method, the method of brute force to open the mountain.

In fact, he has been using this method all along, but he has not obtained any of the samadhi, and every time he uses it, he cannot stabilize the balance of the talisman, resulting in a complete collapse.

Now, the talisman pen in his hand was once again blocked by a mountain, he did not choose the method of skillful differentiation, and rushed straight with one stroke, exerting the method of opening the mountain with brute force, breaking through the mountain in an instant, leaving a rune line on the rune paper, and the strange light flashed.

After opening the mountain, he continued on his way, but slowly, and after a few breaths, a large mountain suddenly appeared in front of him.

This time, he used the method of skillful differentiation to bypass the past and successfully broke through.

His talisman pen crossed the mountains of resistance one after another, and in a moment, he successfully reached the end of the rune paper.

Another mountain stands up and blocks the way!

Han Feng did not panic, and decisively used the method of brute force to open the mountain, and the talisman pen was like a knife, breaking through the mountain in one fell swoop, and successfully came to the closing stage.

There were no previous mountains, but the two mountains stood side by side blocking the path of the talisman.

Han Feng's wrist moved slightly, and his soul power frantically poured into the rune ink, and the two techniques unfolded almost at the same time, as fast as lightning, hitting the two mountains, and two loud bangs were faintly heard.

Successful breakthrough!

The rune is stable!

Han Feng was overjoyed, and just as he was about to add the last stroke at the end, this golden rune paper was overwhelmed and directly cracked, and in the chaos of the rune, the aura was scattered, and it burned in an instant, burning it completely.

"Haha......" Han Feng looked up to the sky and laughed, not only did he not feel sad, but showed ecstasy.

He knew that the reason why he would fail this time was only because the texture of the golden rune paper was not enough to support him to perform both techniques at the same time, as long as he changed to purple rune paper, he expected to be able to succeed!

After he calmed down a little, he was about to take out a piece of purple rune paper and continue refining the five-grade rune.

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from behind.

He was slightly surprised, and hurriedly put away the four-grade talisman on the ground, stood up, and turned to look at the mountain road.

Two figures walked out from that side, one of them was short in stature, wearing a red robe, and looking handsome, it was the red-robed young man that Han Feng had encountered before.

The other man looked much burlier, with a bearded face, a huge body, more than nine feet tall, and the muscles on his body could be seen everywhere, like a dragon.

"You haven't left yet?!" The red-robed young man was extremely surprised, looked at Han Feng, and opened his mouth, originally he thought that Han Feng would not be able to break through the Snow Bone Flower, most of them had already left, otherwise he would not have brought someone back here again.

In the previous battle, Han Feng's strength really frightened him, and he really didn't dare to touch his head again for a while.

It's just that he really didn't want to give up Snow Bone Flower, and it happened that he met a person of the same clan on the way, so he simply took him back with him.

"Hehe, wait for you to come back!" Han Feng grinned.

"Don't mess around, be careful that I detonate this place, then everyone will only suffer together!" the red-robed young man took a few steps back, holding the seal, and shouted loudly.

"Hey, what about Snow Bone Flower?" He woke up at this moment, and when he looked around, he didn't see Snow Bone Flower.

Han Feng was silent, just looked at the two of them coldly.

"You picked it, didn't you?" the red-robed young man was frightened, and he took a few more steps, almost retreating to the mountain road.

Han Feng was still silent, but his gaze began to turn to the strong man.

"Brother Yan, isn't it just a monk who has returned to the first rank of the Realm, what are you afraid of!" The burly strong man glanced at Han Feng, slowly retreated to the side of the red-robed young man, and said with a cold smile.

"Brother Qian, he has a broken sword in his hand, and he is very strong after it is deployed, I am not an opponent!" The red-robed young man's lips moved slightly, and he said: "Before, Mu Lan of the Mu family was cut off by his sword, and he died a miserable death!"

"Haha, there are such things, then I have to understand it well!" said the strong man without being surprised.

When the red-robed young man heard this, his eyes flashed, as if he remembered that his clan brother was a strong man in the middle stage of the earth-level return to the Yuan, and he had achieved success in the flesh, and he had also broken through to the middle stage of the Fuhu Dynasty, and he was definitely able to push an enemy sideways!

"Be careful!" the red-robed boy whispered.

"Okay, see me help you get revenge, haha!" The strong man laughed, his body arched slightly, and with a whooshing sound, the whole person jumped out like an arrow from the string, almost in an instant, and went to Han Feng's side, a punch fell, and the wind was blowing, whistling and roaring, like thunder.

Han Feng didn't move, and with a pop, he was smashed by his punch, but it was just an afterimage, scattered with the wind.

The corner of the strong man's mouth smirked, his demeanor was calm, and he threw out his left leg suddenly, and in the flash of light, a blade-like light blade flew out, cutting towards Han Feng who had just emerged ten zhang away.

This blow was amazingly powerful, and it actually brought up a hundred and ten waves of qi, cutting the ground into dozens of deep ravines, and the dust flew and splashed in all directions.