The fight against the sky begins with Han Feng

Looking at the soul light group in front of him, Han Feng's soul body absorbed it into his own body without any ceremony.

"As expected, I can feel the increase in soul power, and these beast souls have been refined, so they won't have much of an impact on me."

Han Feng felt his own changes, and his soul power had indeed increased a lot. This was much faster than normal cultivation. Of course, this was not without any negative effects. After all, it was forcibly devouring other soul origins.

However, as Han Feng's mind moved, several different colors of flames appeared on his soul. Soon, a wisp of pitch-black mist quietly seeped out and finally disappeared. Obviously, this A little negative impact is nothing to Han Feng, who has a variety of strange fires.

After a simple calculation, Han Feng's spirit body returned to his body.

"Is the practice over?" On Zi Yan's side, she was already sitting cross-legged in the space she had just created. The smell of blood in this secret realm was too strong for her liking.

"It's not that fast." Han Feng shook his head, walked into the space where Zi Yan was, and said, "I will let my soul body go out to practice. There are many beast souls around. If I can refine them all, my soul power will definitely reach a higher level."

"So you mean to let me protect your body here?" Zi Yan blinked her eyes and said in an exaggerated tone: "Do you know what you are talking about? I am the Dragon Emperor of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. You... King Donglong actually dares to call me?"

"Let me think about how to punish this rude person like you..."

"Then how does Lord Dragon King plan to punish me?" Han Feng asked with a smile.

"Well... forget it, I have a lot of them, so I won't argue with you." Zi Yan thought for a while and said, "Go and practice, I will take good care of you."

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King." As Han Feng's handprints changed, his soul left his body again.

Walking out of the space created by Zi Yan, as soon as Han Feng's soul appeared, dozens of beast souls appeared around him and launched a frantic attack on Han Feng.

Seeing this, Han Feng did not panic at all. Invisible flames surged out of his body and quickly condensed into a fire shield.

The moment the fire shield appeared, the surrounding beast souls retreated a distance and looked at the invisible fire shield with fear.

"Haha, the essence of the beast soul is also the soul." Han Feng smiled and waved his hand, and the invisible flames quickly condensed and turned into a flaming sword.

Then, Han Feng took a step forward, and his figure instantly appeared in front of a beast soul. The flame sword in his hand fell, and with just one blow, the beast soul, whose strength was about Dou Zun's, turned into a ball of soul. Light group, and this soul light group can be called the origin of the soul.

Just like chopping melons and vegetables, these beast souls were transformed into soul essences and absorbed into Han Feng's body. Wisps of pitch black mist were expelled by the strange fire in Han Feng's soul.

These soul origins do not need too much refining at all. You only need to absorb them into your own soul, and then let the alien fire simply temper them to transform them into the purest soul power.

This kind of energy is very pure. After absorbing hundreds of such soul light groups, Han Feng was pleasantly surprised to find that his soul power has been significantly enhanced. Normally, the speed of soul power cultivation is It is extremely slow, not to mention that Han Feng's current soul realm is in the early stage of heaven. If there is no great opportunity, it would not be surprising to stay in this realm for a hundred years.

But now, Han Feng's eyes lit up as he looked at the beast souls that emerged from the passage. Isn't this a great opportunity?

Needless to say, Man Shuo was so generous that he actually agreed to let him refine these beast souls. It is no exaggeration to say that if this news was exposed, it would attract dozens of eighth- and even ninth-grade alchemists. It's also very normal.

In three days, Han Feng didn't feel any fatigue at all. At least thousands of beast souls were refined by Han Feng. He was already a little numb. The flaming sword in his hand slashed down without any fancy, and then chopped The beast soul transformed into the soul's origin is absorbed into his body.

In the space crack, Zi Yan looked at Han Feng sitting cross-legged in front of her. Because his soul was separated from his body, Han Feng had his eyes tightly closed, but his breathing was normal. In addition, Sanqian Yanyan The little fire dragon transformed from the fire lay on Han Feng's shoulder.

"Tsk, it's a bit boring." Zi Yan held her chin with her jade hand. The majesty of the Dragon King completely disappeared, replaced by a charming and cute one. After a while, a smirk appeared on the corner of Zi Yan's mouth, and then , and saw Zi Yan gently tapping the Na ring on her finger, and a crimson fruit appeared on her hand.

This fruit is called Blood Seed Fruit, and it is also a very precious medicinal material. Its juice is blood red, and it will not fade easily if it is stained with it. If you use Dou Qi to clean it, it will be counterproductive, because the Blood Seed Fruit has The juice will absorb the Dou Qi and make the color more vivid. Of course, if enough Dou Qi is used, it can be cleaned up.

Looking at the blood sesame fruit in her hand, Zi Yan chuckled, and the purple-gold fighting spirit condensed into a paintbrush. She poked the brush into the blood sesame fruit and stirred it vigorously a few times.

Looking at the blood-red juice stained on the brush, Zi Yan began to paint Han Feng's face without politeness. On the side, Sanqian Yanyanhuo wanted to persuade her, but when she saw Zi Yan's excited expression Looking at it, he could only sigh helplessly and hide back in the Naling. He had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see it now.

"Humph, I guess you're wise." Zi Yan hummed, and then continued to play her part. After the red juice covered Han Feng's entire face, she pondered briefly for a while, and then focused on Han Feng's upper body.

On the other side, Han Feng also felt something about Zi Yan's behavior, but he didn't say anything, nor did he have any thoughts of stopping it. Since Zi Yan was willing to play, let her play, as long as the child was happy.

"The beast souls in the passage have almost been cleared." Han Feng frowned slightly. The passage had reached the end, and now a dark red door appeared in front of him.

"Could it be that all the stronger beast souls are in this kind of room?"

"Go in and take a look. Only by refining a stronger beast soul can my soul power be significantly improved."

After making up his mind, Han Feng pushed open the dark red door in front of him, and a burst of blood rushed into his face.