1435: C1435 He Successfully Escaped

C1435 He Successfully Escaped

"I've finally left the Forgotten Continent!" After passing through the mask, Han Feng sighed.

He turned around and saw the plane membrane wrap around the Forgotten Continent like an egg.

The Plane Membrane emitted a faint milky white light. It was as bright as a star in the endless dark starry sky.

Han Feng turned his head and looked at the darkness of the starry sky. The boundless darkness was like a man-eating ancient beast waiting in front of him.

The sense of position in the starry sky was very weak. As soon as he left the Forgotten Continent, Han Feng was somewhat confused.

"Little Fatty, the Divine World is too far away. I don't know how to get there. Let's choose a plane to land on first. " Han Feng said.

"Alright, let's choose this direction. I can't guarantee which plane we will land on in the end. "

The purple-gold pagoda brought Han Feng along and flew through the starry sky like a stream of light.

At this moment, the Forgotten Continent rumbled. Han Feng suddenly turned his head and saw that the milky-white membrane was covered by a large amount of blood. An unparalleled aura spread across the entire starry sky.

Even though Han Feng had already flown for some distance, he still felt terrified.

"This is bad! The Blood Demon God King broke the seal and came out! Run!" Han Feng was shocked.

It had only been a short while since he flew out. To someone of the Blood Demon God King's level, this distance was merely a few steps.

. . .

The Forgotten Continent, the blood red airflow, swallowed up the membrane. The Martial Cultivators in the continent watched in horror as the sky turned blood red. A aura that made them suffocate pressed down from the heavens.

At this moment, all the Forgotten Continents in the Forgotten Continent could feel the death of the aura.

Even the blood slave couldn't help but tremble. However, because of the influence of the Blood Demon Seed, these blood slaves were trembling. They also admired the Blood Demon King from the bottom of their hearts.

It could be said that even if the Blood Demon King wanted them to die, they would still do it without hesitation.

"Impossible! Why can't we discover it!?"

Within the Skyrend God-level Realm, a massive blood-colored figure let out a furious roar, its voice almost breaking through the heavens.

"That brat hasn't reached True Divinity, so it's impossible for the continent to immediately shuttle through the starry skies. . . Wait. . . If that brat's pagoda really is a immortal tool, then. . . "

Thinking of this, the blood red figure's Yuan Shen that was as majestic as the Milky Way frantically searched through the starry skies.

Han Feng had already flown very far away, but how terrifying was the Yuan Shen of a Divine King?

No, the Yuan Shen of a Divine King expert had long transformed into a divine soul. It far exceeded the level of the Yuan Shen in all aspects. It was extremely easy for him to catch up to Han Feng.

"As expected!" The Divine King's expression turned stern, and a thick greed flashed across his eyes.

A large blood-red hand condensed in the starry sky, passing through the starry sky and grabbing towards Han Feng with a rumbling sound.

The blood red palm blotted out the sun and covered the entire starry sky. At this moment, the pitch black starry sky seemed to only have this blood red palm left.

Han Feng took a deep breath. This blood-red palm was at least a million feet in size, it was just too big.

The surging aura made it extremely difficult for Han Feng to take a deep breath. He was very sure that he would die before this palm could even reach him!

He had no chance of resisting this palm.

There was only one way to escape from this palm.

"Lil 'Fatty!" Han Feng's roar resounded through the starry sky.

"Leave it to me!" Lil 'Fatty's expression was solemn. No matter how high the level of the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower was, it was not a main weapon after all. Especially since the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower itself did not release much of its power.

If he wanted to resist the palm of a Divine King, he might have to use up all the source energy he had accumulated over the years.

The purple-gold light was as dazzling as the sun. It was like a dazzling meteor shower as it shot out, shaking the starry sky.

A large number of purple-gold radiance struck the blood-red palm at the same time. The blood-red palm paused for a moment in the void.

Han Feng could clearly sense that his life force was rapidly fading away.

Ten years. . . Fifty years. . . A hundred years. . . Two hundred years. . . Four hundred years. . . . . .

In the blink of an eye, several hundred years of life force was consumed just like that.

However, the blood-red palm was still not repelled. It only maintained a balance.

"Lil 'Fatty, continue striking!" The disappearance of his life force made Han Feng feel somewhat uncomfortable. However, this wasn't the time to worry about his life force. As long as he could escape, the price he had to pay was worth it.

Little Fatty gritted his teeth and added another thousand years of life force to his foundation.

Different strengths and the same amount of life force was sacrificed to create a different power.

Just like when dealing with the Spiritual Dry back then, nearly a thousand years of life force had been consumed, and the power it created was only at the level of a threat to the Spiritual Dry.

However, Han Feng's Cultivation base had reached the great circle, and his Nine Flames And Strange Fire Art had also reached the great circle of the fifth level. He had also contributed a thousand years of life force, and the attack he had created was extremely shocking. Not to mention, adding in the past few hundred years, he had a total of over a thousand years of life force.

The blood red palm finally showed signs of collapsing. When the Blood Demon God King, who was far away from the Forgotten Continent, saw this scene, his face changed, and became incomparably gloomy.

However, the greed in his eyes was even greater.

"Although my current strength is less than one in a million, killing a True God that has gone through one or two tribulations is incomparably easy. A True God with one or two tribulations could rely on a mere saint realm to resist a palm strike from a True God. It must be the immortal tool. This immortal tool can only be mine! " A determined look flashed across the Blood Demon God King's face.

Immediately, the Blood Demon God King crossed through space and appeared in the starry sky in an instant. With just one big step, he shortened the distance between him and Han Feng by half.

"So fast!" Han Feng was incomparably shocked.

"Little Fatty, continue!" Han Feng gritted his teeth. Even if he turned into an old man, he had to escape from the pursuit of the Blood Demon God King.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This time, the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower offered up even more of its source energy. At the same time, it absorbed three thousand years of Han Feng's life force.

Two thousand years of life force fused together with some of the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower's source energy, turning into an even more terrifying purple-gold light attack. This attack caused even the Blood Demon God King's expression to change.

After all, the Blood Demon God King had broken the seal ahead of time. This caused the Blood Demon God King's strength to be even lower when he broke the seal. Moreover, he had also been injured, which was the backlash of the seal.

Thus, the Blood Demon God King had to be cautious when facing this attack.

"Damn it, there's only a dozen or so days left. If I break out of the seal after a dozen or so days, my strength will be at least equal to a fifth or sixth tribulation True God. " The Blood Demon God King roared in his heart.

"But. . . This attack can only block me for a moment. Don't even think about injuring me. " The Blood Demon God King sneered.

So what if the Cultivation base only recovered a little? With the physical fitness of a Divine King placed there, it was simply impossible to cause fatal injuries to his body.

But the Blood Demon God King never expected that Han Feng did not plan on continuing the fight from the start.

He extracted three thousand years of life force and fused it with some of the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower's source for the last one thousand years. With an even faster speed, he sped deeper into the starry sky.

This speed was something that an ordinary Third or Fourth Tribulation True God wouldn't be able to catch up to.2

"Crap!" The Blood Demon God King realized this, but it was already too late.

The purple-gold light swallowed the Blood Demon God King, stopping the God King from pursuing him. A moment later, when the Blood Demon God King rushed out, there was no trace of Han Feng in the divine soul search.

After sacrificing a thousand years of life force, the Nine Flames Heavenly Fire Tower's flying speed had long reached a heaven-defying level.

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