When Han Feng appeared again, he fell into an endless wilderness.

The endless towering ancient trees are so huge that they cover the sky and the sun.

"Roar……"

From time to time, there were one or two roars of ferocious beasts.

Looking at all this, Han Feng was a little stunned.

Where has he come?!

The coordinates he set were clearly in the middle region of the Eastern Wasteland, so why did everyone end up in this vast wilderness?

Han Feng flew for ten days before he found a small tribe in this endless wilderness forest.

This is a barbarian tribe. From this barbarian tribe, we know that this is Nanling!

Han Feng was immediately speechless.

This is simply off the mark!

He can change his name now and call him Han Zhenli Feng!

There was no mistake when teleporting Ye Fan and others.

When it was his turn, he was sent directly to Nanling.

Do you want him to come to Nanling to dance with the beasts?!

After realizing that he was in Nanling, Han Feng did not intend to stay in Nanling for any longer. He directly started to carve formation patterns, arrange domain platforms, open domain gates, and return to the Eastern Wasteland.

"I hope it won't be so outrageous this time!" Han Feng muttered.

With a flash of light, Han Feng stepped into the domain gate and crossed the void.

"brush!

Han Feng's figure appeared, and Tian quickly looked at the surrounding environment.

But the next moment, Han Feng was stunned. He actually landed on the black mountain range again.

Dozens of black mountains stand in front of you, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Did I fall into the Mountain of Immortality again?" Han Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.

He looked up at the sky with a confused look on his face!

That damn chessboard pattern, he must have misunderstood it somewhere.

"Qua... Gua..."

A few old crows filled with the spirit of death stood on a dead old tree on a black cliff and flapped their wings, making a heart-wrenching cry, full of sadness.

The crow's cry, full of sadness and ominousness, attracted Han Feng's attention!

"Something's wrong, this seems to be a holy cliff!"

Han Feng discovered that there were not many black mountains here, and they were completely incomparable to the Immortal Mountains.

When he found himself on the holy cliff, Han Feng was not in a better mood.

This holy cliff is also a desperate place, not much better!

He looked at those crows full of deathly energy, staring at him with strange eyes, which made him feel hairy.

Han Feng suddenly became furious, took out a golden brick and threw it at the crows.

"Eat me like a brick!"

The golden bricks came out and hit the crows that were about to lose their feathers.

"Snapped!

The crows seemed to be frozen, unable to escape, and were directly hit by bricks.

"Qua..."

The crows let out weird screams, turned into wisps of black smoke, and disappeared.

The bricks flew back automatically and landed in Han Feng's hand.

"What an evil place!" Han Feng muttered.

The Immortal Emperor's belief in the Immortal Taoist, whose power is concentrated, can now influence this holy cliff.

After weighing the bricks in my hands, why is it that they are so easy to use?

At this moment, having entered the holy cliff, Han Feng did not dare to run around.

There are a lot of dangers here, and with Han Feng's current level of cultivation, there is no way he can travel here unimpeded.

"What should I do, find a way out?!" Han Feng pondered.

However, he is very greedy for the secrets of calligraphy and has come to this holy cliff. Wouldn't it be a bit unreasonable if he returns empty-handed?!

"Be careful and try to see if you can walk to the center of the holy cliff. If things don't work, I'll turn around and leave immediately."

After walking forward for a few miles, Han Feng found that he was banned from the sky and could not fly or open the domain gate to cross the void.

The surroundings are filled with intense power of formation.

"boom!

After taking a few steps, a thunder and lightning fell from the clear sky and struck Han Feng.

"Hiss..."

"There are the formation patterns of the ancient emperor, the formation patterns carved by the Great Emperor Wu Shi!" Han Feng felt a trace of pain coming from his physical body.

Fortunately, his physical body is very powerful. If you are an ordinary person, even if he is half-powerful, he will kill you.

Otherwise, this place would not become a deserted place where countless people would not dare to set foot.

Just the thunder and calamity coming from the formation of the Great Emperor Wu Shi stopped most people.

"It hurts so much, it's like a disaster!" Han Feng grinned and continued walking forward.

"Kacha!"

After only ten steps, another thunderbolt fell and hit Han Feng.

"Hiss..."

Han Feng took a breath of cold air. It depends on the person. The second thunder tribulation was more than twice as powerful as the first thunder tribulation.

"It's okay, I'll just use the power of thunder and lightning to train my body." Han Feng comforted him.

Mental victory method, self-hypnosis!

After walking less than a hundred meters, Han Feng was stabbed more than ten times in succession.

"The emperor is amazing, so unreasonable. After all, I am also a holy body at this moment, and I have half the physique of you!" Han Feng bared his teeth, and the clothes on his body had long been reduced to such ashes!

A bolt of thunder is more powerful than a bolt of thunder. This is simply outrageous, as if it was deliberately targeted at him.

After arduously walking through the area covered by the Emperor's pattern, Han Feng stopped in his tracks.

The way ahead is blocked.

Several ancient corpses were looking at him with green eyes.

Those ancient corpses from unknown ages had psychic powers after death and now possessed half-step power, which made Han Feng feel heartbroken.

"brush!

Several ancient corpses rushed directly towards Han Feng, the cold wind was gusting and the chill was biting.

Han Feng turned around and dived into the area covered by the array pattern again.

This damn thing directly blocked his way forward.

Outside the formation, the ancient corpses were standing there, their eyes flashing green, staring at Han Feng.

"I'm knocking your grandma, how dare I look at you, Mr. Han!" Han Feng appeared with a brick in his hand and smashed it directly against an ancient corpse.

"bump!"

The golden bricks came into close contact with the ferocious face of the ancient corpse, smashing the ancient corpse backwards.

"Roar……"

The ancient corpse looked at Han Feng angrily and roared.

The bricks flew back to Han Feng's hands, and he looked at the bricks in his hands in surprise.

What kind of material is this made of? Even an ancient corpse with half a powerful level can be smashed backwards.

Seeing how magical the brick in his hand was, Han Feng raised his hand and hit another brick, knocking another ancient corpse backwards.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The remaining ancient corpses quickly retreated, each of them looked at Han Feng with green eyes.

These ancient corpses have become psychic and have certain wisdom. Anyone who wants to be hit in the face with a brick has stepped back a certain distance.

There were ancient corpses blocking the road in front of him, so Han Feng had no choice but to stay in the formation.
To be continued...