"This old demon is really not simple!" Han Feng had to give up, just now he just saw the other party turn into a ball of blood light and disappeared without entering this door, and he didn't know what secret method he was casting.

However, what Han Feng could be sure of was that the old demon had definitely paid a great price, otherwise he would not have been able to break into it so quickly.

It's right to think about it, he bombarded with all his strength with the soul power cultivation of the Crystal Transformation Realm, but he couldn't open it, so it can be seen that this door can't be broken by brute force, and there must be a special method to re-enter.

Of course, in fact, Han Feng didn't want to enter this hall again, who knew what would happen, not to mention that he had to rush to the top of the mountain to find the entrance to the real cave of the mighty man!

He didn't dwell on it anymore and turned away.

He walked extremely fast, and soon passed through the yellow and orange lightning zones again, and returned to the red lightning zone again.

Han Feng stepped forward, and immediately attracted several more red lightning bolts, but he didn't blink his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, his soul power gushed out, forming layers of barriers, blocking these red lightning bolts, and absorbing them completely to his physical body one by one.

He continued to gallop forward on foot, even at this moment, he did not dare to fly here wantonly, otherwise he would attract a huge force to suppress him.

Of course, there is no problem with a short volley stay, and even a little flight can be maintained, but there is no need for that, and he is too lazy to do trivial things.

He walked all the way, as if he was strolling in the back garden, beautiful, without any pressure.

However, there is one thing that makes him regret, that is, there are many fewer red lightning bolts in this area, and he deliberately walked very slowly, and all the way down, he attracted dozens of red lightning bolts.

He pondered silently for a while, and figured out the reason, most likely when the remnant talisman repaired the twenty-seventh branch, most of the red lightning in this area was swallowed up, otherwise there would be only this little stock left.

"Well, it saves me a lot of effort. Han Feng was not in a hurry or impatient, he accelerated and ran away, and after a while, he completely passed through this area, gradually moved away from the thunder and lightning area, and began to reach the top.

Ahead was another fog, with occasional colorful lights passing by, and I don't know what was hidden.

Han Fengyi was bold, and without the slightest hesitation, he rushed in directly, but as soon as he broke in, a red, yellow and blue colored light washed in.

Its speed was extremely fast, and there was no scorching sensation when it approached, but Han Feng was highly nervous, because this thing would devour the monk's soul power, causing his soul sea to shake slightly.

This is still the case that he has already crystallized, if someone else is unguarded, and he is suddenly like this, he will definitely suffer a big loss.

Han Feng's eyes were cold, and the light between his eyebrows suddenly flashed, and a huge soul power surged out, turning into hundreds of Xuan Soul Needles, and shattered this three-colored light with a sharp sound.

However, his Soul Needle was also devoured a little, and several were lost.

At this moment, two more three-colored lights appeared in the mist, winding like ribbons, looking a little floating, but Han Feng knew that their goal was very clear, that is, to point directly at himself.

"Humph!"

Han Feng snorted slightly, and the Xuan Soul Needle that flew out immediately condensed into one, turning into a flying sword that was a few feet long.

Soul Sword!

The sword light was clear, a sword crossed the air, and in an instant, the two three-colored lights were broken into two, and then dissipated, gradually disappearing.

Han Feng didn't linger any longer, and his feet were smeared with oil and walked away quickly.

However, it was like piercing a hornet's nest, and three-colored lights began to emerge in all directions, and even four-colored lights floated out, swarming to encircle and suppress Han Feng.

Han Feng's face was slightly solemn, and he waved his hands continuously, shaking his legs, dodging left and right, and controlling the Xuan Soul Sword to slash all kinds of colored lights, causing a great chaos in the fog, and the sound of sharp sounds was endless.

In a short time, he rushed out of nearly a thousand feet, and the top of the mountain was faintly visible.

At this moment, a five-colored light suddenly appeared in front of him, and it seemed to be qualitatively different, and his Xuan Soul Sword slashed on it, making a crisp sonorous sound, which was unbelievable.

What's even more terrifying is that this five-colored light has an extremely strong ability to devour soul power, and when the Xuan Soul Sword falls on its body, it is immediately sticky, frantically absorbing his soul power.

"Let you suck it up, give me a blast!"

Han Feng immediately made a decision, the seal in his hand changed sharply, and the Xuan Soul Sword suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, and the aura in the sky rolled upside down, condensed together, and then exploded violently, shattering the five-colored light in an instant.

The huge energy rushed over, and even he himself had to temporarily avoid the edge and dodge quickly.

After a long time, the shockwave slowly dispersed, and the entire fog was washed away, and the front became more visible.

Han Feng jumped out from the other side, he was secretly happy in his heart, he didn't expect that by mistake, he would achieve the great success of the soul power self-explosion technique.

It turned out that the combination of the Xuan Soul Sword and the method of soul power self-explosion could produce such a violent power, not only did it disperse the fog at this moment, but even the unbreakable ground was blasted into a shallow hole, which could be regarded as breaking the prohibition of this place.

Han Feng's speed was extremely fast, taking advantage of this gap, he rushed out wildly and disappeared in an instant.

The fog healed quickly, and all kinds of colored lights reappeared, chasing him from his back, without the slightest sound, but the pressure was rolling, like a tide, which made people look thrilling.

Han Feng's soul power erupted like a spring, and nearly a thousand Xuan Soul Needles condensed again, bypassing his body, flying out in reverse, and closing into a Xuan Soul Sword in the middle of the way, the cold light flashed.

The next moment, the magic trick in Han Feng's hand suddenly changed, and this Xuan Soul Sword emitted a dazzling light, attracting a majestic aura, and then exploded, and a mushroom cloud rose into the air, forming a violent impact, once again raging all around, where it passed, all the colored lights were extinguished, and the fog was also dispersed again, and the ground seemed to be ploughed by a bull knife, and the ravines and ravines were in a mess.

Han Feng's soul power surged in the back of his head, pulling the aura to form a protective light, taking advantage of the situation to stay away, escaping from this explosion area, and finally came to the top of the mountain.

To his surprise, the top of the mountain was bare, a hundred zhang wide, but only a huge stone tablet stood tall, carved with intricate runes, simple and unpretentious.

Han Feng carefully estimated that this stele was just thirty-three zhang high, and he also found that this stele seemed to be engraved with words, which was completely different from the current writing system, but he could feel that this was words.

Could it be that this is a secret word to open the door?

Han Feng couldn't help but think like this.

Whoever comes here must have made such a judgment.