I have a magic pot

It seemed that he wanted to overwhelm Yin Zun and resist Han Feng with his hands.

However, Yin Zun obviously expected it long ago, and at the same time, regardless of the consumed energy, he frantically poured out energy.

The energy ball between the two absorbed the skills and figures of the two, and compressed it crazily, and some kind of unknown qualitative change faintly occurred in the center.

At this moment, Yin Zun only yelled excitedly.

"Hey...you want to get away, there's no way, boy Han, fuck this bitch to death!"

"Women?"

Han Feng was taken aback when he heard the words, but with the gun in his hand, he didn't hesitate, and he was already tens of feet away from the demon emperor.

With his speed, at such a short distance, he can penetrate the opponent's head in an instant!

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

In the void in front of Han Feng, a figure moved horizontally without warning, and blocked the Demon Emperor with his body.

The moment Han Feng saw the figure clearly, his pupils shrank rapidly, and he withdrew the relentless killing gun in his hand with all his strength.

"Dean Feng, you...!"

The one standing in front of him was actually Feng Wuji.

Although, after seeing the figure clearly, Han Feng withdrew his gun with all his strength and tried his best to deflect it.

This shot still pierced through Feng Wuji's shoulder, and blood sprayed behind him.

"Han Feng, don't kill her yet!"

Feng Wuji's mouth was bleeding, and he looked at Han Feng pleadingly.

Han Feng looked shocked, looked at the blurred figure in the black shadow, and vaguely understood something.

And at this moment, Feng Wuji's blood just fell on that black shadow.

The Demon Emperor suddenly turned his head, looking at Feng Wuji's bleeding figure nailed to the spear, his blue pupils shrank sharply.

"boom……!"

Suddenly, in the surging mist, the Demon Emperor spurted out a mouthful of blood, which directly sprayed on the ball of energy light, and the black light flourished, intending to swallow the Silver Lord.

This frightened Yin Zun, and at the moment he was desperate, spewing out a mouthful of blood, and fought back with all his strength.

"boom……!"

Two superpowers who are infinitely close to the strength of the holy level are desperately fighting at this moment.

Finally, the ball of light was squeezed to the limit, and it turned into a pitch-black "dot".

However, that seemingly tiny dot is like the "butterfly wings" that set off a tsunami.

Become a "singularity" that triggers destructive energy.

With this singularity as the center, the void with a radius of thousands of miles suddenly became blurred and chaotic, shrinking at an extremely fast speed!

The moment this energy emerged, Han Feng only felt that his whole body was squeezed by a terrifying force, as if he was about to tear himself into pieces.

Even the bones in the body burst inch by inch, and even the primordial spirit seemed to be sucked out of the body.

And equally horrified, there were Yin Zun and Yao Huang.

"No, it's Dimensional Devour!"

Yin Zun exclaimed, and said an unfamiliar term, as if seeing a ghost, it turned into a bloody light and flew backwards at high speed.

Similarly, the Demon Emperor also realized something was wrong, and suddenly flew backwards.

But on the way back, she simultaneously shot out a burst of black air, wrapped Feng Wuji, and dragged desperately out of this strange space.

At this moment, Han Feng also realized that something was wrong. He wanted to escape, but it was too late, and his body began to be quickly swallowed by the black dot.

He glanced at Yin Zun suddenly, but saw that the other party was running faster than anyone else, and had already rushed out of the scope of the dimensional engulfment, and he didn't care about himself at all.

"Yin Zun, what the hell, you uncle!"

This is Han Feng's last voice in this world.

The next moment, he was completely swallowed by that black dot...

The first thousand and 740 chapters and three iron mountain tribes

The world was chaotic, everything was quiet, and it was pitch black.

Han Feng only felt that he had a long, long dream.

In the dream, my soul seemed to be separated from the body, drifting in endless chaos and nothingness, without end.

He couldn't even condense his thoughts, like a wandering spirit.

I don't know how long he has been drifting, but he finally has some simple thinking ability.

As soon as he regained his mind, Han Feng continued to curse Yin Zun.

I hope that in the dark, God can show his spirit and kill this old thing who abandoned his teammates on the spot.

Afterwards, Han Feng began to think about where he was and how to get out of this chaos.

But Han Feng didn't think for long, and felt very sleepy again, so he continued to sleep deeply, and continued to drift when he woke up.

I don't know how many times I wake up and sleep like this, and how far I have drifted.

Even Han Feng thought that he was actually dead, when he became a lonely ghost.

When a long slumber passed, his consciousness woke up again.

"Ah...you finally woke up!"

Han Feng was stunned, he had been drifting in the chaos and darkness, it had been too long, and he hadn't heard any sound.

With all his strength, he opened his eyes with great difficulty.

The dazzling light made him squint his eyes again.

The pupils contracted and gradually adapted to the light. In Han Feng's blurred vision, he saw a human face. The face gradually became clear, and the face of a little girl appeared.

It was a wheat-colored, slightly rough, but round and lively girlish face.

The girl was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a pair of bright eyes blinking, revealing surprise in her eyes.

"Great, you finally woke up after being in a coma for so many days."

The girl's voice was gentle and sweet, but the accent was a little strange, and Han Feng couldn't even understand some words, but he could only roughly understand the other party's meaning.

However, the Lingwu Continent has a vast territory, and the Qianlan Empire alone has dozens of dialects, so Han Feng is not surprised.

He spoke with difficulty, wanting to ask the other party where it was.

But when he opened his mouth, his throat hurt, his voice was hoarse, and he could hardly make a sound.

Fortunately, the little girl was very clever. Seeing this, she quickly fetched a water bag, and used a leaf to carefully moisten Han Feng's lips.

The sweet juice gradually infiltrates Hanfeng's mouth along the leaves, and then reaches the throat. Finally, the tingling and burning sensation in the throat disappears.

Han Feng wanted to move his body, but he felt paralyzed all over his body and couldn't move at all.

Seeing this, the girl explained again: "Don't move, brother said, your bones are all broken, and you will have to lie down for at least several months before you can move."

Han Feng was startled when he heard the words, his eyes moved down, and then he saw it.

His body was fixed with hemp rope and various wooden branches, and his body was covered with some unknown fragrant medicinal materials.

Han Feng smiled gratefully at the girl, and with the girl's help, drank some water, finally regained some strength, and spoke.

"Excuse me, where is this place?"

I don't know if it's because Han Feng's voice is still a little hoarse, or because he doesn't understand his accent.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she roughly understood what Han Feng meant, and explained with a smile.

"This is the outlying area of ​​the 'Jin Shen Shan Bu', which is the territory of our 'Iron Mountain Tribe'."

"Uh... Jinshenshan tribe, Iron Mountain tribe?"

Hearing this somewhat unfamiliar name, Han Feng's eyes showed a look of bewilderment.

Only then did he notice that the girl was wearing a dress made of animal skin and hemp rope, and the hairpin on her head that tied her long hair was also made of a slender animal bone. Something...primitive.

Even, Han Feng turned his eyes and found that the room he was in was also a pointed hut built of straw and wooden piles.

Han Feng frowned darkly.

Could it be that he was swallowed by that dimension and teleported to a wild place in Lingwu Continent?

Han Feng has long heard that the Lingwu Continent is extremely vast, except for the territories occupied by the major empires.

In some barren and wild places with thin aura, there are still some primitive human-like tribes living on nomadic hunting.

Could it be such a coincidence that he was teleported to one of the primitive tribes?

Han Feng thought to himself, that's probably the case. Fortunately, as long as his life is saved, everything else is fine.

He immediately said to the girl: "Thank you for saving my life, what is the girl's name?"

Hearing this, the girl was stunned again, as if she couldn't fully understand Han Feng's words, and after organizing the semantics a little, she answered with a smile.

"Your accent is so strange, it doesn't look like someone from the Jinshenshan tribe, my name is Yao Xi, and I saved you when I was gathering medicine outside the tribe.

Your injuries are so serious, my brother said you couldn't be saved, I don't believe it, sure enough, don't you see that you have woken up! "

For Han Feng to wake up, the girl named Yao Xi seemed very happy.

Han Feng was also infected by the other party's pure smile, and the depression in his heart was dispelled a lot.

I wanted to ask some more questions, but I felt tired again, and I didn't have the energy to speak.

Yao Xi also noticed Han Feng's situation, and quickly said: "You just woke up, you must be very weak, don't talk for now, take a good rest, I'll make you some porridge."

Han Feng replied with a thankful smile, and watched the girl bounce away.

After the girl left, Han Feng closed his eyes, and recalled in his mind that day, when Yin Zun and Yao Huang fought against each other, triggering the scene of dimensional devouring.

At that time, Dean Feng was rescued by the demon emperor who was obviously close to him.

But the old man Yin Zun left himself, patted his ass and ran away without a trace.

At that time, Han Feng realized that something was wrong, and his first reaction was to escape into the demon refining pot.

Because the power of dimensional devouring was too terrifying, the bones and internal organs of his body were severely squeezed in an instant, and his physical body almost collapsed.

However, Han Feng hadn't escaped into the demon refining pot yet, but it was the order of the blessed land in the pot that gave birth to the induction and flew out.

Wrap yourself in a mass of milky white light.

Afterwards, Han Feng felt dizzy for a while, and fell unconscious, and he didn't wake up until now.

Han Feng didn't know how long it had been since that battle.

What is the result of the final battle between Yinzun and Yaohuang.

Although there is some urgency in his heart, he knows that the most urgent thing is to heal the injury first.

Therefore, Han Feng looked inside with his spiritual sense and sensed his own situation.

In that battle, Han Feng's primordial spirit was also traumatized.

So at this moment, he can only mobilize a very weak ray of divine sense to scan his body from top to bottom.

In the end, Han Feng showed a bitter smile on his face.

For no other reason, his injury was much more serious than imagined.

Where the bones of the whole body are broken, they are completely broken, the muscle meridians are also severely damaged, the internal organs are severely injured, the dantian is empty, and the blood is as thin as a gossamer.

At this moment, Han Feng is really seriously injured and dying!

However, he was very satisfied to be able to survive by chance under the terrifying power of dimensional devouring.

And no matter how serious the injury was, it wouldn't take too long to heal it by absorbing spiritual power and the power of heaven and earth.

At the moment, Han Feng closed his eyes and focused on the Dao Xuan Jue.

However, after a while, Han Feng's eyes suddenly opened, with doubts in his eyes.

"What's the situation, why is there no aura at all?"