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

Han Tian smiled coldly, not evasive, stretched out his hand and grabbed the cross beam directly.

"I can't help myself!"

The phantom snorted coldly, but in the next scene, he was directly stunned on the spot.

"That's it?"

At this moment, Han Tian's left hand directly buckled the cross beam of light. The cross beam of light wanted to explode, but it was firmly 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 stuff, give it back to you!"

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

"not good!"

The phantom was so scared that he turned around and fled, but it was a pity that the cross beam of light was too fast, and before it ran a few steps, the cross beam of light directly hit the back of the phantom.

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

"Hey, it's too weak, I don't even have a decent master!"

Han Tian bowed his head and sighed. It seemed that he was very regretful. The corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to slap him. How could this be so bragging.

However, Han Feng had no time to pay attention to him at the moment, but walked straight to the edge of the pool. When he saw the water in the pool, Han Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.

I didn't see clearly when I was far away, but when I got closer to Han Feng, I saw that what was rolling inside, what was the milky white liquid, but the soul power that was almost substantive!

"My deity, you have found a treasure!"

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

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

"I won't tell you, I'm going to raise my soul first!"

Han Tian laughed and jumped in. Suddenly, Han Tian's whole body was completely enveloped by that strong soul power. At this moment, Han Feng almost yelled out comfortably.

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 in, but to Han Feng's surprise, it was different from the water, and there was no need to hold his breath at all.

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

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

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

After a while, the surrounding soul power almost obscured Han Feng's line of sight, and when he looked around, it was all white.

After a while, the spirit power around was faintly converging in a certain direction, and this direction was exactly the same as the direction Ling Tian had sensed by Han Feng!

After a while, Han Feng discovered that he had actually passed through this white space of soul power and reached the bottom of the pool.

Compared with the rich spirit power in the pool, the bottom of the pool has no spirit power at all, and there seems to be some kind of enchantment here, which isolates the spirit power of that pool from the bottom of the pool.

Han Feng shook his head and stopped studying this. Instead, he looked around. In an instant, Han Feng discovered that Ling Tian was sitting cross-legged on a high platform in the center of the pool, with a lot of spirit power on top of his head in a funnel shape. Ling Tian's Tian Ling Gai directly merged into his body.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Han Feng's mouth, without saying anything, Xuanyang's mace flew out quickly and shot towards Ling Tian.

Just as Xuanyang's mace was about to approach Ling Tian, ​​a light curtain suddenly appeared, protecting Ling Tian in the center.

boom!

With a loud explosion, the light curtain trembled crazily, but in the end, it still blocked Xuanyang Mace's blow.

However, at this moment, there were cracks on the light curtain. After a while, a white light flashed, and the cracks on the light curtain started to slowly repair.

"Humph!"

Han Feng coldly snorted when he saw it, and he wouldn't give him a chance to fix it, and immediately stomped his foot, and Xuan Yang Mace slammed it down again.

Click!

A crisp sound came, and the crack on the light curtain instantly spread to the entire light cover.

next moment.

boom!

The entire mask suddenly exploded, and immediately after that the spirit power that had slowly entered Ling Tian's Sea of ​​Consciousness, suddenly became violent and furiously flocked towards Ling Tian's head.

"not good!"

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

After all, at this moment, Ling Tian's body simply cannot withstand the infusion of a large amount of soul power, but now, how come these soul powers have become so violent?

"Tsk tusk, you really make me easy to find!"

At this moment, a voice of abuse came.

Ling Tian's expression changed abruptly, and he turned his head abruptly, only to see Han Feng approaching with a smile on his face.

"You... why are you here!"

At this moment, Ling Tian's soul had awakened, and when he saw Han Feng, he almost fell from the high platform in shock.

Didn’t this Dao Master’s inheritance say that no one would disturb his inheritance?

So, how did this Han Feng get in? Could it be that the Taoist masters of the ancient forces couldn't stop Han Feng?

At this moment, Ling Tian suddenly felt a panic in his heart.

If the prohibition left by the ancient Taoist masters couldn't stop Han Feng, how could Ling Tian in his current state be Han Feng's opponent?

At this moment, Ling Tian's heart looked like ashes, he just regained consciousness, he has not yet asked why Qiu Xuan betrayed him!

No, I must not die so unclearly!

At this moment, Ling Tian had a strong desire to survive, and the whole person had fallen into a mysterious state at the moment of crisis.

Han Feng watched this scene dumbfounded. The luck of this son of luck is too much, right?

Although he sighed in his heart, Han Feng's reaction was not slow. The Xuanyang mace in his hand smashed towards Ling Tian without fancy.

"You dare!"

At this moment, it was the god king who took over Ling Tian's body again. I have to say that having two different souls is really good.

Ling Tian was fully devoting himself to his sentiment. If he had an epiphany this time, I am afraid that his strength could be improved by a level. Although it would not be as exaggerated as the next realm, there would be a qualitative leap.

Ling Tian stretched out his hand and shook it, and suddenly an illusory halberd appeared in Ling Tian's hand. It was impossible for the god king to summon the god king halberd here, so he could only condense one with his mind.

However, even if it was summoned by the mind, it still had a seven-point complete divine king's halberd power.

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