Han Feng raised his eyebrows, and immediately punched out, and the violent fist power surged out, like a dragon roaring, directly shaking this light away, even if the space here was extremely firm, there were tiny cracks.

Simon Holly's face turned pale, and he seemed to have been slightly shocked.

Han Feng hurriedly protected it behind him, turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ximen Holly shook his head, took advantage of this gap, withdrew his soul power, sacrificed the shuttle, and protected it aside, just in case of emergency.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you two little insects to be able to come to the spirit baby space of this seat, it's surprising, but you have also stopped here, you have become the nourishment of this seat!" Suddenly, a cold snort came out.

Immediately after, the entire space began to turbulent, and a large amount of light shone endlessly, forming thousands of swords, spears and sword shadows, whistling and slashing.

Han Feng naturally didn't have the slightest fear, his hands were sealed, and the white light on his body exploded, quickly condensing into a white dragon, which was ten thousand feet long, wrapping himself and Ximen Holly together, and rushed over directly.

"Bang ......"

Bursts of violent noises shook the sky, and the strange rays were shining, blooming like flowers, colorful.

Han Feng clenched the magic trick in his hand, and his blood and qi were like a tide, constantly transforming into an incomparably strong white light, turning into rolling power, driving the white dragon on a rampage, defeating all the sharp rays attacking from all directions, leaving nothing left.

At this moment, three rays of light with a thickness of more than 100 zhang flew in, they were different colors, yellow, green and blue, one after another, each light pulled out a long void ravine, the inside was as black as ink, but the surrounding was fiery red.

Han Feng didn't hesitate at all, and continued to control the white dragon to rush over, resisting these three rays of light.

"Sonorous!"

Suddenly, a sharp sound rang out, and one of the rays of light turned out to be a sharp sword, but it was also knocked out by the white dragon, revealing its original form.

After a while, another ray of light was struck away, and it was a long knife again.

The next moment, the white dragon that Han Feng was in crushed the third ray, revealing the form of a big axe.

The three of them were all psychic treasures, and after being shaken away, they quickly stabilized their bodies, and with a flash of light, they once again condensed their respective spiritual objects.

The sword is a tiger, the long knife is a wolf, and the big axe is a giant bear.

They besiege them as if they were spiritual, and they have no intention of stopping.

Han Feng snorted, no longer wasting the power of his own blood and qi, he directly wiped it lightly on the storage ring, took out three low-grade psychic talismans, pinched it in his hand, and urged it to turn into three streamers, each of which conjured up a spiritual object, some people had beasts, and there were birds, and they fought with that psychic treasure, banging.

And he himself controlled the white dragon to cross the battle between them, and rushed straight to the central area, shaking his head and tail, and then crushing the light from the sky, breaking into an empty area.

Han Feng let out a low roar, his hands sealed, and the white dragon opened its mouth to spew out a blazing beam of light, stabbing towards a certain space like a sharp blade.

"Snort......"

There was a strange sound, and a void crack that was wide and hundreds of zhang long appeared, and the terrifying energy overflowed, and a figure suddenly jumped out of it, as fast as lightning, and moved dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.

"You finally gave it up!" Han Feng sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, he drove the white dragon and rushed over again, pouring out like a vast ocean, enveloping the space.

The shadow halo flickered, blurred, and it was impossible to see the form, but it was clear that its power could be felt, and it was terrifying to hear through the air.

In the face of Han Feng's endless attacks, he didn't make any extra moves, just raised his hands high, and the light in the sky condensed, turning into the light and shadow of a giant beast in an instant, the same appearance as the giant beast in the outside world, like a kunyu-like existence, resisting the bombardment of the white dragon.

"Boom!"

With a violent sound, the giant beast and the white dragon were all shaken, bursting out with thousands of sharp rays, and strange light shone throughout, breaking the void, countless pieces of space fragments were scattered, and colorful light flowed endlessly.

Miraculously, this space has a super ability to repair itself, and it can be restored in an instant, like a broken mirror reunited, without any residual cracks.

"Death to this seat!" the giant beast phantom sputtered and shouted coldly.

As it spoke, it opened its mouth and spewed out a large airflow, causing the space to fold again, and bursts of pitch-black waves spread out, attacking the white dragon where Han Feng was.

"Sneer......"

Those pitch-black waves slammed into the white dragon's body, and immediately bursts of black smoke came out, as if it had been corroded.

Han Feng's brows furrowed, his hands spun like wheels, and a series of spells went out, submerging into the white dragon, immediately making it shine more brightly, successfully resisting the further erosion of those pitch-black waves.

"I have some ability, but can you block this blow from this seat?" the giant beast phantom glanced at Han Feng and said suddenly.

After saying this, its body collapsed without warning, turning into a cloud of black air, covering it like ink, and it had the potential to cover the sky and the sun.

In an instant, this jet-black aura firmly enveloped the white dragon that Han Feng had transformed, and no matter how Han Feng manipulated the white dragon to struggle, he couldn't get rid of the restraints.

Han Feng's face was expressionless, and he didn't have the slightest hint of panic, the magic trick in his hand suddenly changed, and wisps of red qi began to emerge from the surface of his body, like blood, after merging into the white dragon, it turned into a blood-colored dragon in the blink of an eye, and its power skyrocketed several times, successfully blocking those jet-black qi.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng manipulated the blood-colored dragon to flick its tail, and the hundred-foot-long tail was like a big knife slashing, directly causing that layer of jet-black qi to collapse.

The figure shook suddenly, retreating thousands of feet backwards, and even the void shook.

"Hmph!" the man snorted heavily, clasped his hands together, and quickly sealed, and the entire spirit infant space began to appear with thousands of rays of light, colorful, all converging towards him, condensing a human form around his phantom, with an ordinary appearance, just an ordinary bald man, wearing a gilded robe, which was a thousand feet in size, just like a mountain.

He glanced at the blood-colored dragon that Han Feng had turned into, raised his hand and patted it, and the incomparably violent power rushed like a stormy wave, just like the end of the world, the entire void collapsed, and the wind raged and rumbled.

"Bang ......"

Han Feng manipulated the blood-colored dragon to attack against the sky, and immediately broke out with a monstrous noise, which was deafening.

There was no imaginary stalemate, just a face, the blood-colored dragon broke up the opponent's slap, and crashed headlong into the chest of the bald man, piercing a hole more than 100 zhang in size, making his body shake and retreat thousands of zhang again.