Sure enough, as Han Feng expected, those people in front of them rushed into the mountain ten zhang away, and they were enveloped by a strange force, their bodies shook violently, and they quickly fell to the ground.

Then these people had to climb up on foot, but their steps were heavy, and when they stepped on the mountain, they were even more faltering, and some of the monks even staggered like drunkards.

Of course, there are also some powerful characters, who walk briskly, and soon disappear into the mountains and forests.

Han Feng's eyes flickered, and after a while, he also entered the ten zhang outside the Xinggong Mountain, and in an instant, he seemed to be sinking into deep water, full of burdens and extremely heavy.

What's more, once you release the power of the true element, a mysterious power will emerge, turning into thousands of sharp blades, cutting off the power of the true element, interfering with the communication between yourself and the aura of heaven and earth, causing you to be unable to fly.

Han Feng did not force a resistance, fearing that it would trigger a stronger suppression, so he fell to the ground silently and walked on foot.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he suddenly felt light, even if there were still various forces enveloping him, but his power was greatly reduced, with the power of his physical body, even if he couldn't use the power of the true element, he could move around easily.

He didn't use all his strength, just like those powerful people, just one step was enough.

Soon, he stepped onto Xinggong Mountain and disappeared into the forest.

Among the trees, the vines are swirling, densely packed, growing all kinds of flowers, flashing with different colors, fragrant, beautiful.

Han Feng looked left and right, and found that there were indeed many elixirs in it, but most of them were low-level, and not even a single one above the fifth grade could be seen.

It's right to think about it, if there are countless big medicines here, and it is not their turn to come and pick them, where will the Feather Immortal Sect give up the interests here.

"Red spirit grass, black orchid, rue fruit ......"

Han Feng quickened his pace, harvesting these four-grade elixirs all the way, although the level of these elixirs was not high, but they couldn't bear a large amount, Han Feng naturally wouldn't let it go, maybe it would have an effect one day.

Even if he can't use it, if he takes it to the outside world, he can replace the spirit stone and come back, it's better than nothing, anyway, he climbs all the way, and he is idle when he is idle, not so much time.

Of course, he didn't pick the spiritual materials of the third grade and below, after all, the value was too low, and it was not cost-effective to pick it and encroach on the space of the storage ring.

It's just that along the way, he hasn't met the five-grade spiritual material.

Han Feng climbed up, and the aura around him became more and more intense, as if he was in a swamp, and with a casual breath, the aura rolled in the sky, seeping into the flesh and blood, and merging into the dantian, and these aura were extremely special, almost with one top ten, so that his cultivation that had basically stagnated showed signs of improvement again.

So, he didn't care about picking those spiritual materials, and while climbing up, he improved his cultivation.

However, the good times did not last long, and just as he walked more than a hundred zhang away from the side, three monks came from the side and surrounded him, all with unkind eyes.

"Han Feng, the three of us brothers have been waiting for you here for a long time!" a horse-faced man in the center sneered.

"Oh, what are you waiting for me, good dogs don't get in the way, get out of my way!" Han Feng paused and shouted with a gloomy face.

"What a big breath, we also know that you are very strong, but since we are here, how can we not be prepared!" The horse-faced man in the center suddenly took out a large umbrella and quickly threw it up, suddenly blooming like a flower, and a large amount of light spread out, enveloping all directions.

In an instant, a huge light mask was clasped upside down on the ground like a big bowl, and the silver light flickered, completely blocking Han Feng.

"Haha, look how you escape!" laughed the horse-faced man.

Han Feng's eyes flashed suddenly, silently reached out and gently wiped it in the storage ring, and suddenly broke the sword in his hand, and with a sharp swing, the sword was like a blade of gold and iron, and rushed over in an instant, extremely sharp, as if cutting a layer of thin paper, piercing it, and the residual power remained, directly taking the horse-faced man.

The horse-faced man was shocked, he never expected Han Feng to be able to easily break through the light shield, while he quickly retreated, his hands pinched, and there was a rumbling sound behind him, and a giant phantom condensed from the brilliant light, but it was suppressed by the formation here, and it was only ten zhang tall.

Rao is like this, this giant phantom is also powerful, in the midst of the wind, he stepped out in one step, crossed his arms, and stopped in front of the broken sword.

"Bang!"

As a muffled sound spread, the giant phantom was struck by lightning, and its body shook violently, and then quickly disintegrated and dissipated.

But the light of the broken sword did not disappear, and the light slashed at the body of the horse-faced man, as fast as lightning, so that he didn't even have time to dodge, although at the critical moment, he took out a shield in front of him, but with a crisp sound, the shield shattered in response, and the light collapsed.

The Broken Sword lunged through, grinding the shield fragments into powder, and slamming them into his chest, breaking through all of his defenses, leaving a foot-long hole in him.

Qi and blood poured out from the inside of the wound, and his vitality was rapidly extinguished, and finally his eyes turned white, and he fell down with his head up, no longer breathing.

It's all slow, but it's just a breath of time.

The two people next to them were frightened, and they turned around and ran wildly for the first time, exerting their strength to feed, and their bodies shone brightly, and one step was five or six feet away.

Han Feng didn't hesitate at all, and the two swords slashed out, and the two swords flew away, as if spiritual, he quickly caught up with these two people, no matter how they resisted, it was useless, and he ended up with the same fate as the horse-faced man, and died here.

Han Feng was expressionless, quickly put away the broken sword, reached out to catch the big umbrella that fell from the sky at this time, and frantically poured the power of the sun into it, erasing the mark left by the horse-faced man, and immediately left his mark and took it for himself.

He took a closer look at this big umbrella and found that it was also a rare secret treasure, and there were many broken formations in it, which turned out to be a defective treasure, no wonder the power looked great, but in fact it was a little insufficient.

Of course, if an ordinary False Dan Realm cultivator was trapped in it, it would be difficult to break through, especially in such an environment, even if it was Han Feng, if it wasn't for the sharp broken sword, he would have to work hard, and it would be difficult to ensure that there would be no accidents.

Next, Han Feng put away this secret treasure, walked to the corpses of the three horse-faced men, pocketed their storage rings one by one, and walked away.

Han Feng walked unhurriedly, continuing to climb and cultivate at the same time.

Unconsciously, the power of the sun in the dantian in his body began to rotate on its own, gradually condensing, and at the same time, a powerful suction force appeared in the center of the dantian, wanting to gather the liquid of the boiling true yuan.