"Could it be because you're too useless?"

A hint of mockery appeared on Han Feng's lips.

"Am I so useless?"

Xiedu Fulu could not accept this statement.

What he possesses is the Fiery Sun Frost Poison, one of the ten most strange poisons!

How could he be a waste?

"Boy, you're too arrogant. I'm here to deal with you!"

With a roar, a giant road roller appeared in front of them.

"Can you still make this thing?"

Han Feng was stunned.

Boom....

The road roller came and the huge metal roller crushed Han Feng mercilessly.

In an instant, Han Feng felt as if he was being ravaged by a mountain.

The huge weight made his breathing stop, and his bones could not bear the burden and he let out a shrill wail.

Fortunately, the roller only rolled over the car once before stopping.

If it is ground a few more times, it might be ground into meat scraps.

But even so, this crushing caused considerable trauma to Han Feng. He felt stabbing pains all over his body, as if it was falling apart.

Han Feng gritted his teeth and released three healing talents in succession, barely suppressing the pain.

But before he could even catch his breath, a sound of breaking through the air rang in his ears.

Han Feng's heart trembled, and he quickly turned his head to look around.

As he looked ahead, a brick shining with golden light came through the air and hit him hard on the head.

There was a loud bang.

The golden bricks exploded.

A big bump was hit on Han Feng's bald head, and his brain was shaken violently, and he almost fainted.

"His head is so hard!"

"Could it be made of a magic weapon?"

“So durable!”

"Although only level 41, his physical strength is already close to that of a lower-level god."

There was a cry of surprise from all around.

All the talismans were shocked by Han Feng's powerful strength.

"Keep increasing the intensity. Don't give him a chance to breathe!"

The evil poison talisman roared.

"Looks like I have to take action."

A colorful talisman floated over, and a woman's charming voice came from it.

"If you take action, this game is a sure win."

"Boy, accept the punishment!"

The group of talismans burst into laughter.

"A bunch of little Karamis still want to sanction me?"

Han Feng smiled coldly.

"You won't be able to laugh anymore later."

The colorful talisman snorted coldly, and then released a colorful silk thread.

The silk thread emitted a strong mental fluctuation, shot through the air, and pierced Han Feng's head fiercely.

"ah..."

Han Feng screamed.

At this moment, I felt like a sharp blade had pierced into my sea of ​​consciousness, and my brain was about to explode.

"This is just the beginning. Wait for my torture."

The colorful talisman smiled sinisterly.

The next moment, Han Feng's soul was dragged into a closed room.

"Um?"

Han Feng was slightly stunned.

At this moment, it was as if the evil spirit space had been opened.

Could it be that the seven-colored talisman also has this kind of talent?

Just as he was stunned, a young woman with a graceful figure and beautiful appearance appeared in front of him, looking at him with a playful look.

Han Feng looked directly at the other person, "Are you the seven-colored talisman?"

"right."

The young woman nodded slightly.

Han Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, "Are you planning to torture me this way? I'm afraid you've made a wrong calculation."

"You're on the verge of death and still boasting like that. Today, I'll show you how powerful I am."

The young woman snorted softly, and suddenly a colorful whip appeared in her hand.

Waves of mental power lingered on the long whip, which was obviously transformed from mental power.

The young woman swung a long whip and hit Han Feng.

Han Feng stood there motionless, and it was easy to tell from the contempt in his eyes that he seemed to regard the whip as nothing.

There was a crisp sound.

The long whip shot out and hit Han Feng's chest heavily.

Han Feng twitched his lips slightly, "That's it?"

"ah?"

The young woman's jaw almost dropped.

You know, it was Han Feng’s soul that was hit just now!

How painful it is for the soul and body to be whipped?

How could Han Feng act like nothing happened?

In fact, the reason is very simple. First, Han Feng’s mental power is too strong, and ordinary attacks cannot hurt his soul body.

Second, he had used his soul body to fight three times, and successively devoured the spirit bodies of the scallop spirit, the mechanical spirit, and the devouring beast.

At that time, they were fighting with each other!

The soul body was broken several times.

If he could even endure the pain of having his soul torn apart, how could he endure it now?

"I won't offend anyone unless they offend me. You provoked me, so you can't blame me."

Han Feng smiled grimly, stomped his foot hard, and like a tiger pouncing on its prey, he pressed the young woman to the ground.

"What do you want to do?"

The young woman was terrified and completely shocked by Han Feng's aura.

"I'm going to eat you!"

Han Feng opened his mouth and bit the young woman's neck, tearing off a large piece of her spirit body and enjoying it happily.

"ah..."

The young woman could not bear the pain of her soul being torn apart. She screamed miserably and begged for mercy, "Please let me go... I will never go against you again."

Han Feng remained unmoved and continued to bite and swallow it one bite after another.

By devouring the opponent's soul, one's own mental strength will definitely increase dramatically.

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