Han Feng reacted quickly, and put away the secret map as soon as possible, anyway, the other party couldn't exacerbate soul power to investigate, and he definitely couldn't see what was in his hand.

Ling Fen glanced at Han Feng, but didn't say anything, but instead showed a look of appreciation in his eyes.

After a while, the two of them landed on the ground.

The three of them turned out to be monks in the middle stage of psychic, all of them with strong breaths, and they all looked at Han Feng and Ling Fen in unison.

"It turned out that the core disciples of the Nine Heavens Palace and the Feather Immortal Sect were here, I thought that some big man had come, such a big battle!" one of the middle-aged men with a white face sneered.

Han Feng and Ling Fen ignored him and landed on their own, just over ten zhang away from the three of them.

Han Feng raised his eyes and scanned the environment here, and found that he was in a closed space, with a mountain-like thing in the center and layers of water curtains on the periphery, rippling out a series of red jade evil qi, transforming into a dragon, roaring from time to time, deafening.

"They are the inner door elders of Hehuan Valley. Ling Fen secretly transmitted the voice to Han Feng, her expression a little dignified.

"Oh, are you sure you're going to kill them all?" Han Feng's face was as calm as water, and the voice said.

Ling Fen was stunned for a moment, her eyes showed a little surprise, and she was silent for a while before she slowly responded: "I'm not sure, I don't know how their exercises are, some elders are unfathomable, and they can't be killed by core disciples like me!"

"Then forget it and wait and see. Han Feng said.

"Hey, you two little dolls are secretly using soul power to transmit sounds, discussing what big things, what do we need our help with, but it doesn't matter, we have always liked to take care of you juniors!" The white-faced middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly said without smiling.

Ling Fen and Han Feng glanced at each other, a little surprised, they didn't expect that the other party still had such a powerful soul power cultivation, and they could catch them communicating with soul power.

The two of them didn't answer each other's questions, they were silent, and even the transmission of soul power was paused, so as not to be heard by the other party.

If Han Feng revealed his true soul power cultivation, he was naturally not afraid of being overheard by him, but now that he was suppressing his cultivation, it was better to be careful.

"Hmph, don't think that if you don't speak, this matter will be over, let's be honest, why are you here? How did you find here!" The white-faced middle-aged man turned cold and snorted softly.

"I don't know what this senior is called?" Ling Fen looked certain and asked indifferently.

"Old man Zhang Zijie, who are you from Jiuxiao Palace?!" The middle-aged man with a white face and beard said imposingly.

"My surname is Ling, and I am the core disciple of the Nine Heavens Palace, what do you say I am from the Nine Heavens Palace!" Ling Fen said with a proud face.

Zhang Zijie was slightly startled in his heart, but his face was light, and he said lightly: "The daughter of the Ling family, you are Ling Yuntian's daughter?"

"What do you say?" Ling Fen asked rhetorically.

"That's right, otherwise even the core disciples of the Nine Heavens Palace would not be able to come here. The middle-aged man with a white face and beard nodded.

"Your name is Ling Fen, right?" asked a young monk in the center.

After saying this, he slowly withdrew the light from his body, revealing his true face.

Han Feng glanced at him and found that this person's face was like a crown of jade, extremely handsome, and his aura was powerful, no less than that of a monk in the late stage of psychic.

"Is that you?!" Ling Fen said in surprise.

"Hehe, it's me, Zhao Tianlong!" the young monk smiled softly, like a spring breeze.

"Do you know him?" asked Han Feng involuntarily to Ling Fen.

Ling Fen nodded lightly, and said with an ugly face: "This guy proposed to my family before, but I refused, can you not know him?"

"Oh, I didn't expect this kind of thing, isn't he very handsome? You still don't like it?" Han Feng said with a smile on his face.

"The men in Hehuan Valley are all lewd thieves, what's so good, no one can force me to do this!" Ling Fen said angrily.

"Is there anyone still trying to force you?" Han Feng was surprised.

"Zhao Tianlong's background is not bad, he found my ancestor through the upper relationship, so he was able to let him see me, but I refused, and the people in the family couldn't help me. At that time, he lost face, presumably he still holds a grudge, we have to be careful, this guy lives an indecent life, but his cultivation is really terrifying, it is reported that he can cross the level to kill characters in the late stage of psychic or even the consummation level!" Ling Fen explained slowly.

Han Feng suddenly couldn't help but look at Zhao Tianlong a few more times.

Zhao Tianlong's face sank, and he suddenly snorted coldly, stared at Han Feng and shouted: "Since you kid likes to peep at me so much, then you can stay with a pair of photos!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and the middle-aged man with a white face and beard immediately flew out, rushing towards Han Feng like an eagle.

"You dare!" Before Han Feng could speak, Ling Fen had already shouted angrily, and with a twist of the magic in his hand, the brocade cloth-like spirit treasure above his head sparked with a surge, splitting out several sword lights and slashing at the other party, with a monstrous power, actually causing the void to shatter.

"Fairy Ling, you can't stop me!" The white-faced middle-aged man grinned, pinched his fist print, and directly met Ling Fen's attack with his bare hands.

There were a few loud bangs, and the sword light that was differentiated from the brocade-like spirit treasure shattered.

The white-faced middle-aged man's fist continued unabated, and it rumbled against the brocade-like spiritual treasure light curtain, causing it to make a buzzing sound and tremble violently.

"Presumptuous!" Ling Fen was furious, and after a cold snort, he suddenly took out a spirit rune from the storage ring, and with a flick of his hand, it spontaneously combusted, inspiring a brilliant and heroic light, rushing towards the middle-aged man like a large piece of fire, setting off waves in space.

The power of this spirit rune was like the sea, incomparably vast, crushing the void, and after a while, the cracks in the space like ink appeared, constantly emitting gusts of wind, and even the hill spontaneously glowed with a layer of light to resist.

A spirit rune that can have such a power is naturally not low-grade, but it is a high-grade existence.

The middle-aged man's face froze, his big hand raised, and between the flashes of spiritual light, an extra golden long knife appeared, dancing rapidly, the sword aura was like a wave, forming barriers in the space of Zhang Xu Fangyuan, blocking the continuous attacks of this spirit rune in one fell swoop, and it made a loud bang.

"Break it for me!" The middle-aged man shouted violently, clenching the golden long knife with both hands, condensing a blazing sword, breaking through the layers of barriers of the spirit rune with the momentum of opening mountains and splitting the sea, and slashing at the light curtain of Ling Fen's spirit treasure. ()

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