Chapter 1060: So Many Dead Tombs and Desolate Tombs

The tempering of the battle is actually similar to the experience Ren Tianfei left behind in the cracks in the abyss.

However, in this battlefield, it is no longer an all-around opponent like Ren Tianfei, but an undead heroic soul that includes the five major professions.

At this moment, Han Fei rushed forward for dozens of miles, and was greeted by a hunter and a controller.

Tentacles protruding from nothingness, like shadows protruding from the edge of darkness.

The hunter's void dagger drew a silver thread in the void. Afterimages are visible, obviously very fast.

Han Fei's body moved, like a phantom, flowing among the countless shadow-like daggers and silver light. At this moment, three figures were seen soaring.

Han Fei frowned: "They're not fast enough."

Immediately, Han Fei dodged and walked, took the road, and continued to sprint.

But this time, it was a Bingjia division who came out again, and he was practicing the swordsmanship style. When the more than 200 sword shadows raged, Han Fei felt the scene when he challenged Wuming.

There were too many sword shadows, and there were shadow vines and long silver threads of light. The space around Han Fei almost seemed to be enveloped.

However, Han Fei's soul was keen enough to sense the source of those threats, and using his body's instinctive reaction, Han Fei changed his footsteps rapidly.

"puff!"

Even so, in just one breath, Han Fei was stabbed in the calf. Han Fei felt the strength of the sword shadow and saw that there was only a white mark left on his leg.

Han Fei was immediately moved: These people were probably very strong in their lifetime. Even the soul of an undead hero can leave a brand on himself.

In this soul world, because everyone is a soul body now, there is no substantial difference between Han Fei and them.

"Puff puff!"

After a slight daze, Han Fei had three more white marks on his body.

Han Fei's heart trembled, and his steps changed. At this moment, almost all the physical combat skills that I have comprehended before have been used.

Unlike challenging Wuming, the attack frequency of the undead heroic soul here is endless. There is no such thing as exhaustion of spiritual energy, so it is indeed the first choice to practice combat skills here.

Of course, without Han Fei's abnormal physique and strength, if he rushed in blindly, it would be no different from suicide.

Under the siege of the three, Han Fei was getting better and better. Although the role of the Rage God Body is great, it is still not enough in the face of such intensive attacks.

However, in this case, people's adaptability is also very strong.

At this moment, Han Fei had already sensed the source of the attack many times. However, because the spirit has not fully adapted to the body, there is a little bit of uncoordination.

It's just that this incongruity is rapidly weakening, and Han Fei is gradually adapting.

An hour later, when Luo Xiaobai and the others came to Han Fei's location, they were surprised to find that Han Fei was not fighting at all.

Just looking at Han Fei, he looked like a tumbler. With a slight movement of his feet, every shaking and shrinking of his body could barely avoid an attack.

"Extreme reaction?"

In Luo Xiaobai's eyes, Han Fei seemed to be avoiding the attack at the moment. The opponent's saber lights and vine whiskers often passed Han Fei by a hair's breadth.

Luo Xiaobai was dealing with a hunter at the moment, and she didn't have time to be too distracted to look at Han Fei, but she felt a little awe-inspiring. Now, Han Fei probably has the explosive speed of a hunter, and his avoidance skills are much higher than that of ordinary battle soul masters.

Thinking about it again, Han Fei was still a spirit gatherer.

Luo Xiaobai couldn't help but think: the absolute advantage of being a spiritual master has already begun to appear. And myself, as a manipulator, the existence that controls the overall situation, I am afraid that I also need to break through.

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Han Fei knew that Luo Xiaobai was coming, but he had no time to take care of it. At the moment, he's in an amazing state, kind of enjoying himself.

This is a kind of enjoyment on the edge of crisis, a bit like pursuing extreme excitement, and also like showing off skills. At this moment, no attack could land on Han Fei, and his figure was like a phantom in an inch of space.

However, Han Fei's body trembled suddenly, and the reaction speed of his body and the reaction speed of his soul had reached the same level.

"Crack!"

Han Fei suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, the silver light was cut off. When Han Fei stepped a little, the person had already appeared at the end of the silver light.

"Boom!"

The golden fist mark suddenly erupted, and a shadow was shattered by the punch, leaving nothing behind.

There was still a lot of knife flow at this pass, so Han Fei took advantage of the opportunity to hold a shadow vine, imagining that most of the spiritual energy in his body gathered and burrowed into the ground.

"Boom!"

The ground exploded, and a shadow swept out.

"brush!"

Han Fei slashed out with a sword drawing technique, and took advantage of the opportunity to avoid a few long shadow knives without even looking at the undead heroic soul. Turning his head, Han Fei walked forward in the wave of swords again. At this time, an undead heroic soul who had just jumped out of the ground had already been swept away by the sword light and disappeared without a trace.

At present, there is only one undead heroic soul of the armored division. Han Fei was even more complacent. Thousands of knives were flying around, but none of them could cut him.

"Boom boom boom!"

Han Fei stuck close to the armored soldier and smashed his armor with three punches. From now on, destroy this soul again.

At this point, Han Fei looked back at Luo Xiaobai, and found that Zhang Xuanyu and Le Renkuang were not far away from him.

However, Luo Xiaobai's battle surprised Han Fei a little. He found that Luo Xiaobai's fighting style seemed to have changed.

At this moment, Luo Xiaobai did not attack a strong enemy with Qianteng first as before, and did not use the spirit summoning technique, but was jumping and moving.

Everywhere Luo Xiaobai passed by, a faint blue flower was left in the void, on the ground, etc.

And the immortal heroic soul of the hunter, wherever he passes, there must be traps. Some of those faint blue flowers formed a net, some instantly turned into big cannibal flowers, and some burst out continuously like swords.

The most frightening thing is that after each blue flower blooms, the attack form that erupts is different.

At this moment, it was no longer the hunter who was hunting Luo Xiaobai, but the hundreds of strange attacks that began to hunt the hunter.

"trap?"

Han Fei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smiled. This kind of thing is the most nerve-wracking. At this moment, Han Fei saw that different traps were cooperating. For example, when the sword grass leaves sweep across, there will be mist blooming. Beyond the fog, there are giant man-eating flowers biting. Behind the piranha, there are still filament-like vines extending. All of these are blocking the area that the hunter passed through.

Han Feixin said, as expected of a family of divine controllers, the controllers of other families can only control one kind, at most a few kinds of spiritual plants. But for the divine controller family, it seems that there is no such restriction at all. Luo Xiaobai can use all the special spiritual plants that Han Fei and the others have seen.

A controller can be used as countless controllers. If ordinary people encounter such a battle, how can they fight?

Han Fei saw that Luo Xiaobai seemed to be at his fingertips, and he was finishing the work calmly, so he continued to walk forward.

However, after not running far, Han Fei suddenly stopped.

At this moment, he found that in front of his eyes was a large cemetery. One by one, the bone pots were placed on the ground at seven speeds, almost no different from the plain of bone pots encountered in the dungeon.

If there is any difference, it is that the density of the ossuary here is very low. Often, there is only one far away. Moreover, these ossuaries are quite delicate, like jade, inlaid with gold threads, and have complex glyphs engraved on them.

Han Fei was taken aback for a moment, then continued walking forward.

As expected, the ossuary was supposed to be a form of burial. The so-called bone jar plain is a cemetery. So, did those undead heroic souls all come out of these bone jars?

Han Fei walked to the nearest bone jar, ready to stretch his head to take a look.

It's just that, just now, and a hundred meters away from the ossuary, he found that the ossuary began to vibrate slightly.

"Hey! The induction of this jar is quite strong!"

Han Fei took a few more steps forward, but saw a hand stretched out from the bone jar, causing Han Fei's pupils to shrink.

"Huh? Isn't it the undead heroic soul?"

Han Fei looked at this scene in astonishment. What surprised him was that what came out of the jar was not the undead heroic soul, but the corpse.

At this moment, Han Fei immediately remembered the experience of the bone pot plain, and said to himself: No way? Are they all corpses?

To be honest, now that Han Fei saw the corpse, he always felt a little apprehensive. After all, the corpses he had met were all powerful.

However, this is the world of spirits and souls, and he wondered if these corpses were actually transformed by spirits and spirits. In fact, this is not their deity.

When the corpse crawled out quickly, it turned out to be a burly middle-aged man wearing a torn battle armor. With one hand stretched out, a slender shadow stick appeared.

Han Fei saw the blue flames blooming in the eyes of the corpse, and he was looking at him quietly.

In the next second, the corpse stepped forward and struck through the air. A stick shadow stretched out from the void and landed directly in front of Han Fei.

It's just that Han Fei can even avoid Zhang Xuanyu's momentary moment now. The strength of this corpse does not exceed the category of a diver, so how can it be his opponent? However, just from the moment the stick was released, the void radiance shone, showing its speed and power.

Han Fei bombarded with fist marks, and the body of the curved stick collapsed with one punch. The corpse retreated seven or eight steps, violently recoiled. In an instant, an angry battle broke out.

After 30 breaths, when the corpse collapses.

Before Han Fei came to the urn, he took a look into the urn, but saw that there was nothing inside, but a shadow was gradually gathering.

"Sure enough, the corpse is also made of a soul body, not a real thing."

In the battle just now, Han Fei discovered that this corpse was actually equivalent to the ordinary arrogance of a wealthy family, not too strong.

But this was the first one I saw. Deep down, I'm afraid it will only get stronger and stronger.

Han Fei glanced back and saw that Luo Xiaobai and the others hadn't come up yet, so he continued to walk in.

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