Fantasy: Get the villain system at the beginning

Han Tian smiled slightly and pointed, Han Feng instantly felt his perspective change, and the next moment, Han Feng's soul returned to his body again.

"No...impossible!"

The phantom looked at this scene with a look of horror, he had never seen a soul that had been hit by the soul splitting technique return to its original body intact!

"How did you come?"

Han Feng looked at Han Tian calmly. Could it be that this guy still has a tacit understanding with him?

"Hey, I found out that there is an inheritance here. Since it is an inheritance, there must be a powerful guardian. I was about to challenge the inheritor here, and I just felt your breath."

Han Feng was a little speechless, which was too much of a coincidence, but the arrival of this guy can be regarded as reducing his troubles, after all, Han Feng was planning to use the system to fight against him just now.

"Who the hell are you, and why can you resist the soul splitting technique left by the Taoist master!"

The phantom still didn't give up, and looked at Han Tian with a puzzled expression. It had been tens of thousands of years, and he had never seen a situation where the soul splitting technique failed!

Now, this guy has directly invalidated his soul splitting technique!This impact on him is undoubtedly huge!

"Your rubbish, if it breaks, it breaks!"

Han Tianman waved his hand indifferently, the phantom was indeed trembling with anger.

"Okay, today I will let you feel the horror of the Taoist master back then!"

Chapter 155 Found a Treasure

The phantom looked at Han Tian angrily, then flicked his hands, and two blue beams of light flew towards Han Tian in the shape of a "ten".

Han Tian smiled coldly, without dodging or avoiding, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the cross beam of light directly.

"Unbelievable!"

The phantom snorted coldly, but the next scene made him freeze on the spot.

"That's it?"

At this moment, Han Tian's left hand directly held the cross beam of light. The cross beam of light wanted to explode, but it was suppressed by a force and could not explode at all.

"Impossible!" The phantom almost jumped up, who is this guy?

"Nothing is impossible, then, I don't like this thing, so I'll give it back to you!"

After Han Tian finished speaking, he pushed suddenly, and the cross beam of light smashed directly towards the phantom.

"not good!"

The phantom was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he turned around and fled, but unfortunately the cross beam of light was too fast, and before he had run a few steps, the cross beam of light directly hit the phantom's back.

The figure of the phantom paused, and then the beam of cross beam exploded suddenly, and along with it, the soul of the phantom.

"Hey, it's too weak, not even a decent master!"

Han Tian bowed his head and sighed, as if he was very regretful, which made the corner of Han Feng's mouth twitch, and he really wanted to slap him, how could he be so bragging.

However, Han Feng didn't have time to talk to him at the moment, but went straight to the edge of the pool. When he saw the water in the pool, Han Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

I didn't see it clearly from a distance, but Han Feng only saw it when he got closer. What was rolling inside was not a milky white liquid, but almost materialized soul power!

"My lord, you have found a treasure!"

Han Tian was also shocked by this scene. He suddenly felt that staying with Han Feng seemed to be a good choice. Why is this guy's luck so unnatural?

However, Han Tian didn't know that it wasn't that Han Feng's luck was against the sky, but that Ling Tian, ​​the son of luck, was against the sky!

"I won't tell you anymore, I want to raise my soul first!"

Han Tian laughed and jumped in. Immediately, Han Tian was completely enveloped by the strong soul power. At this moment, Han Feng was so comfortable that he almost cried out.

Han Feng shook his head and jumped in, but Han Feng was not like Han Tian, ​​he came in to look for Ling Tian.

Han Feng plunged into it, but to his surprise, it was different from the water, and there was no need to hold his breath.

Han Feng quickly swam towards the bottom of the pool. The milky white liquid around him became more solid as he went down. In the end, Han Feng really felt as if water was blowing over his body.

This is already the performance of the soul power condensed to the extreme, and it has already begun to liquefy.

Cultivating the primordial spirit here is really getting twice the result with half the effort, but Han Feng did not stop, but explored again.

After a while, the surrounding people with strong soul power almost covered Han Feng's sight, and when he looked around, it was all white.

After a while, the surrounding soul power was faintly gathering towards a certain direction, and this direction was exactly the same as the direction Han Feng sensed Ling Tian was in!

After a while, Han Feng realized that he had passed through this white space of soul power and came to the bottom of the pool.

Compared to the rich soul power in the pool, the bottom of the pool is weirdly devoid of soul power at all, and there seems to be some kind of enchantment here, isolating the soul power of that pool from the bottom of the pool.

Han Feng shook his head, no longer researching this, but looked around, and instantly Han Feng found that Ling Tian was sitting cross-legged on a high platform in the middle of the pool bottom, with a large amount of soul power above his head in a funnel shape. Ling Tian's Tianling Cap directly flowed into his body.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Han Feng's mouth, without further ado, Xuanyang Mace flew out quickly and shot towards Ling Tian.

The moment Xuanyang Mace was about to approach Ling Tian, ​​a light curtain suddenly appeared, protecting Ling Tian in the center.

boom!

With an explosion, the light curtain trembled crazily, but in the end, it still blocked the blow of Xuanyang Mace.

However, at this moment, there were cracks all over the light curtain, and a moment later, a white light flashed, and the cracks on the light curtain began to slowly repair.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Han Feng snorted coldly, he would not give him a chance to repair it, and immediately stomped his foot, and the Xuanyang mace fell down again.

click!

A crisp sound came, and the cracks on the light curtain instantly spread to the entire mask.

next moment.

boom!

The entire mask exploded suddenly, and then the soul power that was slowly pouring into Ling Tian's sea of ​​consciousness suddenly became violent, frantically pouring towards the top of Ling Tian's head.

"not good!"

Ling Tian suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at the top of his head in horror. He had arranged a defensive formation before, and through this formation, the soul power could slowly enter Ling Tian's body.

After all, at this moment, Ling Tian's body couldn't bear the infusion of a large amount of soul power, but now, why did the soul power become so violent?