After only a few breaths, Han Feng rushed into a depth of three hundred zhang, extremely close to the three people from the inland sea.

The three of them also seemed to feel a wave coming from above, and they were taken aback, and they looked at each other, not knowing what was coming down.

The spiritual pressure here is immense, and their limited level of soul power is also suppressed, and they can't probe too far.

"Could it be that some elder from our sect has come over?" Feeling the stronger and stronger fluctuations, the Sea Clan powerhouse with a sharp beak changed his face and muttered.

But after a while, the multicolored light around them was actually crushed by the momentum above, causing the three of them to stiffen and unable to move.

"No, this momentum is too strong, it is definitely not comparable to ordinary elders!" the middle-aged man with a goatee exclaimed.

He made a decision, and his body suddenly swelled, and he changed into its original form, which was a silver goat with three horns on its head.

"Why are you still stunned, hurry up and fight hard!" he glanced left and right and shouted coldly.

After saying this, he used his source power, and the three horns on his head immediately burst into a dazzling light, like lightning, all of which merged into the golden bowl.

The golden bowl immediately erupted with a large area of golden light, successfully propping up the layers of multicolored light, allowing them to gain a trace of space, but it was not enough to escape.

The other two reacted, and they also transformed into their original forms, the strong man of the Sea Clan with the sharp beak monkey was a fiery red monkey, and the tall and tall monk of the Perfection of the Beast was a snow-white elephant.

They immediately used their own secret techniques, unleashing a power far beyond their previous powers, and urging the golden bowl-shaped half-step psychic treasure to shine even more brightly, successfully breaking through the blockade of the colorful light.

But at this moment, another majestic aura to the extreme surged, surpassing the level of half-step psychics, directly breaking the half-step psychic treasure that they had jointly urged, causing its golden light to collapse, and even a trace of cracks appeared on the surface.

The silver goat with three horns on its head screamed and spat out red blood.

The other two krakens were also uncomfortable, they were shocked by the huge force, their whole bodies trembled, and they also opened their mouths to vomit blood.

The three of them were amazed and tried to escape, but they were also weak, and the next moment they were overwhelmed by the boiling multicolored light, and they exploded and shattered their bones.

At the right moment, a figure came silently, and with a wave of his hand, he put away the three kraken's inner pills and storage rings in time, so as not to be destroyed by the colorful light.

This figure is Han Feng!

He rushed straight down without attacking, but just with the breath on his body, the multicolored light shook violently, and even the three krakens collapsed, and finally died under his momentum.

He glanced at the half-step psychic treasure in the shape of a golden bowl, although it cracked a little, it was harmless, and it could still be sold for a good price.

He turned his gaze to the multicolored light around him, and found that at this depth, the spiritual pressure was almost comparable to that of a half-step psychic, no wonder the three krakens couldn't resist and retreated.

If these three guys had turned around earlier, maybe they wouldn't have been bumped into by Han Feng, and they could only say that they would have died.

Han Feng calmed down slightly and continued to sink.

The spiritual pressure here is not enough to make him stop, anyway, now with this layer of multicolored light shielding, he doesn't have to be afraid of revealing his cultivation, he can use it to his heart's content, just a breath, he crossed this multicolored light and sank into the sea for nearly a hundred zhang.

When he penetrated nearly a thousand feet into the multicolored light, the pressure in all directions was comparable to that of a monk in the early stage of channeling, causing his speed to stagnate slightly.

All kinds of forces in his body worked, and he immediately rushed down as if nothing had happened.

Before he knew it, he went to the sea for more than 2,000 zhang, and the pressure around him skyrocketed several times, reaching the level of the middle stage of psychic, and he was naturally able to swim with ease and continue to sink.

In less than a meal, he dived thousands of feet deep again, and successfully went to three thousand feet below, where the spiritual pressure reached a level similar to his.

He stretched his limbs, feeling a little inconvenienced, but it was fine, and immediately continued downstream.

After another cup of tea, Han Feng dived down again into a distance of three hundred zhang, but the pressure around him was increasing exponentially, and he soon reached a level comparable to the consummation of the psychic spirit, which made him feel that it was difficult to move forward.

But at this point, he could already faintly see the bottom, and he should not be far from the bottom of the sea.

He could only move down three feet now, getting closer and closer to the bottom, trying his best to get to his destination.

However, after ten breaths, it looked like he was only a few feet away, and the resistance became extremely large, and the further down he went, the more difficult it became, and every foot he moved required all his strength.

At this moment, he felt as if he was facing a heavenly moat, as if only with the cultivation of the Heavenly One Realm could he cross it.

Of course, he knew that it was just an illusion, but it made him feel very real, and a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

Han Feng shook his head suddenly, putting aside this feeling of depression, all kinds of exercises in his body were fully operational, the three forces were one, and a dazzling white light was released from his body, like a strange flame, directly melting the colorful light, and the whole person swooped down, instantly crossing a distance of seven zhang.

Finally landed!

He looked down and found himself stepping on a patch of colorful soil that exuded a unique aroma.

"It's really spiritual soil?!" Han Feng was extremely surprised, he didn't expect that spiritual soil really appeared here, and it was a large area, and as far as the eye could see, it was no less than a hundred zhang square.

What's even more amazing is that the quality of these spiritual soils is obviously much superior to the small piece he obtained at the location of the fire zinc wood last time, and the spiritual pressure possessed by the spiritual soil here is several times stronger.

He didn't hesitate, and immediately took out his hand to put these spiritual lands into the storage ring.

The spiritual soil is the essence of heaven and earth, and it is naturally very heavy, one grain is as heavy as a mountain, and his storage ring contains the area of two palms, and it will soon be unable to hold on.

Han Feng had no choice but to communicate with the remnant talisman, and after a long while, it opened the light gate and slowly incorporated these spiritual lands into its internal world.

Time passed little by little, and before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

Even if Han Feng went all out, he had only put away a small part of the spiritual land, and he gradually felt a little tired, after all, every time he ingested a grain of spiritual soil, he had to consume a lot of mana, especially in this environment, it was extremely difficult.

He had to stop, take out the elixir and take it, silently refining the medicinal power, quickly transforming it into rolling mana, and then continuing to ingest the spiritual soil into the mysterious small world of the remnant talisman, like rain, all sprinkled in the central area. (https:)

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