Of course, Han Feng was also inevitably robbed by other Terran monks, but he used thunderous means to kill them one by one mercilessly, leaving no one alive.

During this period of time, he has not encountered an opponent who can match him, and here he has obtained sufficient cultivation resources, as long as he goes out smoothly, he is bound to be able to greatly improve his strength.

In addition, nearly 100,000 sealing wrestlers had gathered behind him, densely packed, shining with golden light, covering thousands of square feet, and every action was like a golden flame burning, destroying those demon armies without the slightest difficulty.

At this time, Han Feng led another 100,000 sealing wrestlers across a distance of nearly 1,000 miles to a swampy land.

Except for the occasional bubble popping and crackling on the ground, everything else was quiet and there was no movement.

Han Feng raised his eyes and looked around, and found that this area was covered with all kinds of reed-like plants, as thick as trees, like a forest.

He stopped, and the 100,000 sealing wrestlers behind him also immediately stood still, motionless like a mountain, and the majestic momentum rolled up the sky, mighty.

Han Feng's eyebrows flickered with colorful light, and he carefully explored this swampy place, but he didn't find any clues, but there was an inexplicable power barrier under the swamp, and his soul power couldn't penetrate it, and he couldn't explore the situation in the depths.

He no longer hesitated, raised his feet and walked slowly.

One hundred thousand seal wrestlers immediately followed, neatly and neatly, with a huge momentum, but they did not splash a trace of muddy water, and followed Han Feng into the depths of the swamp after half an hour.

Han Feng looked around, a little disappointed in his eyes, just because he didn't find any high-level spiritual materials, and some were only spiritual materials below the fourth grade, which had no value for him, and he didn't bother to pick them.

Just as he continued to walk, the mysterious diaphragm in the swamp suddenly shattered, and countless black gases emerged from it, like ink, extremely thick.

"True Demon Qi!" Han Feng was extremely surprised, and hurriedly ran the Spirit Alchemy Vajra Technique, frantically devouring these True Demon Qi and strengthening his physical body cultivation.

But it didn't take long for the Heavenly True Demon Qi to drown him, even with those Sealing Warriors, they gathered together and released billowing golden light to resist the erosion of the demonic energy.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, tentacle-like things shot out, like the tentacles of an octopus, and attacked Han Feng fiercely.

Han Feng's eyes flashed, his hands clenched into fists, and the Tyranny Trick was unleashed, and thousands of fist shadows spread out, and the fist strength was endless, bombarding these tentacles like mountains, hitting them to pieces, but they were not completely destroyed, and turned into a mass of demonic qi again, condensing but not dispersing.

These air masses suddenly emitted a scorching black light, piercing through the void, and actually intercepted Han Feng's Heavenly Fist strength, and some of the black light seeped out, crushing hundreds of sealing wrestlers.

Those sealing wrestlers were powerless and retreated one after another, and after losing thousands of people, they evacuated to three thousand miles away before they escaped the catastrophe of the annihilation of the entire army.

Han Feng frowned, he didn't expect such a thing to exist, the strength shown by the other party at this moment had reached the level of surpassing the consummation of the Jiedan, but it just hadn't touched the prohibition of this world.

Han Feng didn't say a word, he pinched the sword technique in his hand, ran the sword yuan codex, and exuded layers of sword qi, turning into thousands of sword lights, hedging against each other's black lights, banging.

At this moment, his cultivation was also only to the extent of surpassing the consummation of the Yudan, exerting his strength to the extreme, and the sword shadow was like a tide, constantly wandering in all directions, fighting with the other party inseparably.

At this time, the two of them are no longer fighting for the strength of strength, but for who has the stronger ability to use power.

Han Feng's true realm had reached the peak of the middle stage of psychics, and his control over power was naturally not weak, even if he suppressed his cultivation, he was able to exert a stronger strength than his existing realm.

But this unknown thing in front of him actually has this ability, that mass of demonic energy is like a grinding disc, looking at the slow rotation, but between the rotations, it can release an astonishing black light, and a large area of the void is pierced and shattered, forming a power far beyond what it can show, making this world roar.

Han Feng's sword light was crumbling under the attack of this void storm, and he felt that he was incapable of being an enemy.

He snorted slightly, without saying a word, the shuriken technique turned, and the heavenly Dao breath suddenly gushed out from his dantian, pouring into his sword light like lightning, and suddenly a touch of azure light appeared, at first as small as the light of fireflies, and after a while, it reached the light of the torch, and finally became extremely dazzling, filling all directions.

Those black lights immediately couldn't stand it, and they collapsed one after another, as if the black ice cream was suddenly exposed to the scorching sun, and it was melted and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

This is the use of the power of the Heavenly Dao, which has fully increased the power of Han Feng's sword light by a lot, and it is naturally able to restrain those black lights, and it only takes a few breaths to destroy them all.

Immediately afterward, the mass of demonic qi encountered the horizontal and vertical slash of the sword light, and it stopped rotating in a moment, and it could no longer release layers of black light.

Han Feng clasped his hands together, and the magic technique suddenly changed, and countless sword lights condensed into one, turning into dozens of heavenly giant swords, and slashed down towards those demonic qi masses with a bang.

At this moment, those demonic qi masses shrank rapidly, turning into spherical air masses, black as ink, looking like iron balls, extremely round and shining.

"Dangdangdang......"

A sharp sound rang out, and those demonic qi masses were not shattered, they were extremely hard, colliding with the lightsabers, sparks flew everywhere, and a sonorous and powerful roar was deafening.

Han Feng's eyes widened, his hands were open, and a mouthful of azure air suddenly erupted from his mouth, which was the heavenly aura contained in his spirit infant, which was not restricted by this heaven and earth, and it hit those magic balls like lightning, destroying them in an instant, and no accidents appeared.

The orb collapsed, and once again turned into a mass of air, sinking back downwards as if it had a spirit.

Han Feng's eyes were quick, and he grabbed it with his hands, and successfully ingested a large piece of demonic qi, and immediately released a scorching white light on the surface of his body, refining it, making him feel a burst of comfort, even if it was impossible to break through to the late stage of rebirth, it was enough to lay a solid foundation for his subsequent promotion.

However, he couldn't collect all the demonic qi, and about a third of the true demonic qi was escaped, and after sinking into the swamp below, he disappeared without a trace. (https:)

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