Lord of the Runes

Han Feng was secretly happy that he finally saw the result. As long as his soul body was completely transformed into a crystal object, it might be time to enter the Crystal Transformation Realm.

He couldn't help but increase his confidence, and continued to draw the ninth-grade talisman. He found that this talisman, whether successful or not, was the only way to improve his soul power.

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In the mysterious small world, the passage of time cannot be seen at all, but a long time has indeed passed by.

Han Feng sensed through his soul power that he should stay here for eighteen years, but he still failed to draw the Ninth Grade Talisman.

Every time he crossed that moat, his soul power would be struck by lightning. Even if he bravely resisted the first thunderbolt, there would still be a second, third, and even fourth thunderbolt behind him.Moreover, one is stronger than the other, no matter how solid his soul power is, it will be very difficult for him to survive.

At most, he lasted until the fifth thunder and lightning attack, and his soul power collapsed, and then the entire talisman path was wiped out.

Han Feng knew that his soul power was not solid enough, so he could only continue to persevere, gritted his teeth, and moved forward step by step.

At this stage, every time a ninth-grade talisman fails, his soul power will be consumed a lot, basically relying on a lot of soul power to resist the power of thunder and lightning.

Within seven days, he fell into a deep sleep again, and it took several months to wake up, which made him feel speechless for a while.

Fortunately, he didn't suffer any disadvantages, his soul power increased faster in his sleep, and after three or four months, his arms of his soul body had completely turned into crystals, and from time to time there were colorful lights, which were extremely dazzling.

Han Feng was overjoyed. For the first time, he felt that cultivation was so easy. It was really easy to improve his soul power just by sleeping.

Of course, he also knows that if he is not in this place, no matter what opportunities he has, it will be difficult to improve so quickly.

In the outside world, without five or sixty years of accumulation, it is very difficult for the soul power to reach the crystal transformation state. In fact, even in Yuxianzong, there are very few soul cultivators in the transformation crystal state.

For the vast majority of monks, the realm of soul power has reached the peak of subtlety. Even if the level of Qi training reaches a level higher than that of forming alchemy in the future, they may not be able to enter the crystal transformation state. After all, these are two complete Different cultivation systems have nothing in common.

Han Feng read some ancient manuscripts from Lin Xiaoyue, saying that there are some similarities between the school of body training and the school of soul cultivation, and the soul power of people with boiling blood is generally not very weak.

Just think about that old demon, that guy can not only be reborn with a drop of blood, but also contains the power of the soul, it is like an immortal thing, if it is not for the broken talisman, many monks will not be able to compete with it .

Han Feng also secretly guessed the identity of the old demon. Maybe he is a person from the demon world. After all, according to legend, in ancient times, the demons and ghosts invaded the Haotian Continent, causing a catastrophe. Victorious.But there are still many remnants of the demons and ghosts, but most of them are sleeping or sealed.

Han Feng put aside these distracting thoughts and continued to concentrate on drawing the Nine-Rank Talisman, with the tendency of not giving up if he failed.

In fact, he was a little anxious, and he had to leave this mysterious little world in nine years. By that time, if he wanted to go further, it would be even more difficult, and he would no longer be able to support it.

After suffering for three months, he finally survived another lightning bolt. When facing the sixth lightning bolt, his soul power was almost shattered in one breath, and he failed to stabilize the entire talisman path.

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Years passed by, and three years passed in a blink of an eye.

Han Feng finally resisted the seventh thunderbolt's attack, and began to face the eighth thunderbolt's slash, but he couldn't hold on for long, and within three breaths, he disappeared and completely collapsed.

He took a slight breath, took a short rest, and then continued to practice without any discouragement.

In the next few days, the ninth-grade talismans appeared one after another, but they were all like a flash in the pan. After all, they did not stay for too long. With an explosion, they burst one by one, causing the world to sink from time to time. In addition to impact.

Soon, another half a year passed.

Han Feng's soul body was more crystallized, his limbs were already crystallized, and even his abdomen was shining brightly.

He flicked in the void with his bare hands, and another ninth-grade talisman appeared in the air, and the talisman path spread, reaching the middle in a short while.

Han Feng was skillful, and smoothly bypassed the obstacles of the mountains and rivers, went to the end again, and came to the front of the natural moat, gathered his soul power, rushed over in one go, and passed through the vast mist.

"Boom!"

There was a sound of thunder, and a bolt of lightning fell down and hit his soul power, but under the operation of his wonderful method, this soul power turned into countless threads and escaped.

Not only that, this soul power broke through three bolts of lightning in a row, and went smoothly to the block of the fourth bolt of lightning.

His five fingers were stretched, and the formula seemed to have changed slightly. The inexhaustible soul power immediately condensed together, turning into a big snake-like existence, resisting with his body, just resisting the lightning contained in this talisman.

The big snake transformed by soul power shook its head and tail, and hurried away, out of thin air, it drew a series of strange talisman paths, continued to move forward, and was attacked by the fifth lightning bolt.

The big snake flicked its tail, slashing like a big knife, and directly smashed the fifth lightning bolt, and it sped away.

After a while, the big snake was struck by the sixth bolt of lightning. Under the urging of Han Feng's formula, it opened its mouth and spewed out a large cloud of air, which enveloped the bolt of lightning and quickly wiped it out.

But the seventh bolt of lightning came very quickly, congealed in an instant, and rushed down in the blink of an eye, rushing to the big soul snake, making it too late to dodge.

Han Feng didn't feel anxious at all, he reached in with his other hand, and pinched out a strange seal formula with his five fingers. Suddenly, this serpent of soul power burst into light, its limbs grew, its head protruded, and it transformed into a dragon in an instant. , shook his head and slammed into it, and knocked the lightning away, and it rushed over like a lightning bolt.

"boom!"

The eighth bolt of lightning appeared without warning, and exploded beside the Soul Power Flood Dragon, causing its body to shake violently and almost collapsed.

Han Feng clasped his hands together, clenched the magic formula tightly, his soul body glowed, poured majestic soul power into this soul power dragon from the air, but did not hurt the talisman road itself.

The flood dragon with soul power was supplemented, and suddenly grew stronger, turned its head and opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed the lightning, the surface of the body flashed with lightning, and it survived with difficulty.

Just by going through this lightning, the soul power flood dragon was covered with bruises, and then the ninth lightning bombarded it, causing it to disintegrate and dissipate in an instant.

The entire talisman path also collapsed, and Han Feng's drawing of the ninth-grade talisman failed again.