Han Feng was not surprised, because this was the unique breath of the Colorful Spirit Land, and he had one before, so it was very clear.

Being able to have such a huge pressure, thinking that there was a pile of colorful spiritual soil below, there was definitely a lot of it, which naturally made him excited.

Han Feng went down under pressure, stretched out his hand to move the gravel blocking the road, and dug a passage, which stretched in twists and turns, and successfully entered the empty world below.

A mass of colorful spiritual soil is as big as a zhang, condensed into a ball, suspended in the center of this nearly 100 zhang space, releasing a scorching brilliance all the time, gorgeous and beautiful.

Han Feng felt that the endless power was enveloping him, and even breathing became a difficulty, so he had to exert three powers, combined into one, and showed a powerful and incomparable strength, which could be stopped.

He raised his feet and walked forward, but every step he took had to consume a huge amount of mana, soul power, and blood power, and after a while, it made him sweat profusely and his heart was empty.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, kept adjusting his breathing, pinched the magic in his hand, and continued to move forward.

A quarter of an hour later, he silently calculated and found that he had only walked out of ten zhang, but only one-third of the three powers in his body were left.

Han Feng had to stop, stretched out his hand and wiped it on the storage ring, took out various elixirs, and poured them into his mouth as if he were eating jelly beans, absorbing their medicinal power and recovering his strength.

It took him three hours to regain his strength at eighty percent, but he couldn't wait any longer, and continued to move on.

Miraculously, as he got closer and closer to the group of colorful spiritual soil, the less resistance he had, allowing him to successfully cross a distance of thirty zhang in just three incense sticks.

He paused to rest again, and then took out a large handful of elixirs from the storage ring and took them.

After three hours, he was back to eighty percent and went on as usual.

Soon, he walked out fifty zhang in the air, only ten zhang away from the cloud of colorful spiritual earth, and the pressure suddenly skyrocketed, making him unable to take a step closer.

He took a deep breath, stopped walking, took out the elixir and ate it, and slowly regained his strength while silently thinking about a way.

Judging from the current perceived situation, the coercion displayed by this group of colorful spiritual soil is comparable to that of a half-step celestial, but the difference from just now is that he is now like he is close to the half-step celestial, and the pressure he is under is incomparable, so he can't move an inch.

He didn't give up there, while recovering his strength, he calmed down and observed this colorful spiritual land, maybe he could find its flaws in it.

Time passed slowly, and before I knew it, another four or five hours had passed.

Han Feng's strength returned to a perfect state, his eyes lit slightly, and he seemed to have found a solution.

He didn't rush to let Duan Tian and the fifth sister come out to help him, but still relied on his own strength, the three forces were combined, and a special rune was derived, slowly probing into the vast light of this colorful spiritual land, and suddenly catching the rune path in it, slowly approaching it, and merging with it.

This process was extremely difficult, more than three times more difficult than the previous fusion, and his runes were often shaken open by the other party, and many even broke them.

Han Feng could only try his best to maintain it, keep repairing it, and keep contacting it, trying to find its most core characteristics, otherwise he would not be able to fully fuse.

He knew very well that these talismans hidden in its light should be artificially set up, in order to channel the energy of the Colorful Spirit Land to supply the spiritual materials outside.

He pinched the magic seal in his hand, and went all out to maintain the wisps of runes in the state of the unity of the three forces, and as time passed, they gradually merged with the runes hidden in the colorful spiritual land.

Although he still continued to fail, he slowly figured out the pattern, and after five or six hours, he finally succeeded and let his power infiltrate the Colorful Spirit Land along the rune path.

In it, the energy is boiling, the rune path is dense, it is simply a giant magic circle, extremely complicated, fortunately, his power has been assimilated with the rune road, will not be expelled, can be freely roamed, let him unconsciously see a lot of unheard of, unseen rune combination methods.

He resonated with him, and the power of the runes was further enhanced, which made him extremely happy.

Time flew by, and seven or eight hours passed in an instant, and the time for the meeting with Ling Fen was getting closer and closer.

But Han Feng can't manage so much, he devotes himself to learning, this opportunity is precious, and the time must not be lost and never come again.

"Buzz ......"

Suddenly, a strange sound rang out, and Han Feng's rune line light soared, directly submerging the rune path and quickly replacing it.

As soon as he turned his technique, the peripheral rune roads were also quickly captured by him, and the entire formation was broken.

The Colorful Spirit Land was immediately paralyzed, no longer formed, but turned into a plate of loose sand.

Han Feng's eyes were shining, and he was not polite, and directly put it into the storage ring.

Suddenly, the entire underground space became pitch black, and there was a faint feeling of mud and stone falling, thinking that without the support of the formation, this stone cave space was about to collapse.

Han Feng immediately dodged away, stepped out, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared into the rock.

When he went out, it was extremely relaxed, and even if there was interference from other formations around him, it only took less than a pillar of incense to return outside.

He looked left and right, took out the paper of life, identified the direction, and immediately rushed towards Ling Fen's location.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and he suddenly noticed that the red light on the front end of this paper of life was getting brighter and brighter, and he didn't know what was happening.

"Could it be that she is also coming towards me?" Han Feng thought to himself.

Sure enough, just as he thought, within a quarter of an hour, Ling Fen appeared in front of him, looking at his demeanor, he felt a little hurried.

"Where are you hiding?" Ling Fen asked as soon as they met.

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, puzzled, and asked rhetorically, "What are you hiding?"

"I've been looking for you for an hour, even if I have the paper of life in my hand, I can't sense your position, are you stuck in a special formation?" Ling Fen's tone slowed down a bit, and his expression calmed down.

Han Feng suddenly realized that it was most likely that the formation hidden in the previous group of colorful spirit soil had covered his aura, so he could not be sensed by the paper of life.

"I went deep into the ground, probably because the web of runes inside the rock was blocking my breath from leaking out. Han Feng said ambiguously.

"Oh, you've also gone down to the field, but what do you catch?" Ling Fen's eyes flashed, and he asked slowly.

Han Feng's expression was as calm as water, and he said indifferently: "The network of runes there is dense, I can't break through, and I have wasted a lot of time there. ”