Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

The moment he stepped into the palace door, Ling Feng felt an ancient and deep breath blow against his face, as if he had traveled through a tunnel of time and space and returned to the ancient era.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound from the palace door behind him, and it closed again.

Ling Feng just looked back, then started walking again, walking towards the depths of the hall.

The hall was dark, with only a few faint rays of light coming from high places, illuminating a path of stone steps that went straight forward. Every step taken was accompanied by a slight echo, like the whisper of ancient times, whispering in the ear.

As he went deeper, the air around him began to become heavy, so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.

Every step he took seemed to use up all his strength. It was obviously just a flat open space, but it was as difficult as a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

Ling Feng walked for a full hour in a distance of less than a hundred meters.

Tick ​​tock!

Tick ​​tock!

Large beads of sweat fell to the ground along Ling Feng's cheeks, arms, and even thighs.

Every footprint on the path he walked was completely soaked with sweat.

"boom!"

There was an explosion, and Ling Feng's body began to be unable to bear it. A cloud of blood mist exploded from his body. Ling Feng knelt down weakly, his whole body shaking violently.

"hateful!"

Ling Feng roared and clenched his fists tightly. He had already reached this point, but it was still so difficult.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the yin and yang fish floated in Ling Feng's eyes, and he directly opened the Eye of the Emperor.

With the third vertical pupil fully opened, he stood up again, carrying the suffocating pressure, and once again took heavy steps forward.

boom!

boom!

Almost every step he took, his body was about to burst into a cloud of blood mist, and the marks left by the sweat under his feet turned into blood marks!

The further he moved forward, the more terrifying the pressure became. A golden light flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, finally activating the Golden Eye of the Emperor!

Ten steps later, the Eyes of the Bleeding Angry Emperor condensed again!

Ten more steps, and the true form of Chaos opens!

Ten steps later, the Hunyuan Immortal Demon Tribulation was activated to the extreme!

Ten steps, a perfect killing technique!

Ten steps, the origin of creation, twelve volumes of immortality!

In ten steps, all the will of the ancestor dragon explodes!

Ten steps, the power of hot sea and cold marrow burst out at the same time!

…

He walked forward for more than ninety steps with great difficulty, almost using all his strength and all his trump cards.

Boom!

Finally, before reaching the end of the hall, he fell to his knees heavily.

All the bones in his body were almost completely crushed, and every drop of blood was completely drained.

His willpower seemed to have reached its limit, and there was no longer any strength that could help him stand up again.

"After all... the success fell short..."

Ling Feng's heart was filled with extremely strong unwillingness. There were only the last three steps left in front of him!

With only three steps left, he could reach the end of the stone steps and walk to the other side of the ancient time to find out.

"no no!"

Ling Feng looked up to the sky and roared, "I will never give up! I will never give up!"

He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up again. However, before he could straighten his back, the terrifying weight pushed him to the ground again. There was only a "bang" sound, and his knees were hit hard. On the ground, sunk deeply into the ground.

Blood flowed from his knees. He gritted his teeth and stood up again, only to be pressed down again.

After several repetitions, Ling Feng could no longer maintain his kneeling posture. He fell limply to the ground like a shrimp with its shell removed.

Despite this, he still grabbed the ground with his head, trying to stand up again with the help of the force of the shock.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The repeated impacts caused deep cracks in the thick stone steps. Blood seeped into the cracks, dyeing the entire stone steps with a coquettish blood color!

ten times!

Twenty times!

Thirty times!

…

His body finally bounced up, but he threw his head back and fell down again.

Whether it's his body or his will, Ling Feng has exceeded his own limits, the limits of his limits!

"boom!"

He lay down heavily, and his consciousness gradually began to blur. Is everything over like this?

clang! clang! clang!

At this moment, the sound of the bell sounded, and Ling Feng's whole body was covered with a layer of faint golden light, as if it had condensed into an ancient golden bell.

It is the Donghuang Bell that automatically protects the Lord!

Immediately afterwards, Ling Feng began to recite some mysterious scriptures vaguely.

Astonishingly, it was the "Song of Eternal Freedom" taught by the Great Immortal Wuji.

"The heart is like white clouds, always at ease, and the mind is like flowing water, letting things go!..."

He almost unconsciously recited the "Song of Everlasting Freedom", and the true meaning of "Eternal Freedom" suddenly spread around him.

In an instant, the suffocating pressure was swept away.

But it turns out that every time Ling Feng takes a step, he passes through the vicissitudes of the ages.

The weight of the years is pressing on his shoulders, and even Taixu Zhoulong in its prime state may not be able to bear it.

But as the saying goes, misfortunes lie on blessings, and blessings lie on misfortunes. At the last moment when Ling Feng was about to be crushed by the heavy power of time, his state of mind finally enlightened him to the true meaning of infinite freedom.

It has reached the same level as the Great Self-Contained Wuji True Immortal.

The next moment, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally, and the gloom that had been weighing in his heart was completely swept away.

The blood that had sunk into the stone steps strangely re-entered his body, not only making him full of blood and qi again, but also faintly aware that there seemed to be something more in his blood.

Mysterious and unfathomable.

The next moment, Ling Feng gathered his mind again and looked at the last few stone steps.

He took a step resolutely, and the infinite true meaning flowed freely, and the weight of time could not be added to him.

Finally, he reached the last stone step.

At the end of the stone steps, a spacious circular hall suddenly appeared.

In the center of the hall, a huge stone platform was suspended. There was nothing on the stone platform, but it emitted a heart-pounding fluctuation.

Ling Feng looked around and found that the walls were engraved with dense ancient runes. They seemed to have life, flowing slowly under the dim light, as if telling a piece of dusty history.

"Is this the end of the road to apocalypse?"

Ling Feng stared at the stone platform, and as he was thinking, a pitch-black crystal slowly floated out of his chest.

It was the life source stone that he had selected during the Black Stone Trial.

The next moment, the life source stone flew to the floating stone platform, and then, on the surrounding stone walls, dazzling nine-color lights surged at the same time, all immersed in the life source stone.

As the nine-color divine light rotated, a figure with a chaotic light all over his body slowly appeared on the stone platform.

The figure was sitting cross-legged. Although his appearance was not clear, it was certain that there was a ruby-like blood-red vertical pupil between his eyebrows.

It was exactly the same as the Tianmu Saint outside the hall!

Ling Feng's eyes condensed, and he bowed to the figure quickly.

"Disciple Ling Feng, I pay my respects to the Saint of Tianmu!"

The Saint of Tianmu's Dharma image did not speak, but only lowered his eyes to look at Lingfeng, with a trace of compassion in his eyes.

It seemed to say that it must be very hard to get to this point.

The next moment, the Saint's Dharma image suddenly dispersed, turning into dots of chaotic light, all rushing towards Lingfeng.

Buzz!

Lingfeng only felt a violent tremor in his mind, and then saw an ancient god. When his life came to an end, he divided his own remnant into nine, each controlling one of the nine springs and scattering them into the heavens and myriad domains.

The Saint of Tianmu was one of these nine spiritual consciousnesses.

This is probably the totem believed by all the heavens and myriad races. Although they are different, they all originated from the Xuanyuan clan.

It turns out that before the birth of the ten great ancestral dragons, there was a transitional chaotic era.

After the long chaotic era, with the birth of the ancestral dragons, the power of these saints gradually disappeared, and finally turned into the so-called "spiritual guards".

These spirit guards are no longer complete, and in a sense, they have even become vassals of Jiuquan.

But the power they possess is indeed beyond common sense.

For example, Chunzi spirit guard can actually reverse cause and effect by plundering existence.

In a sense, this is much more against the law of time and space than Taixu Zhoulong.

And the Tianmu Saint is the spirit guard who controls the poisonous miasma spring.

The next moment, Ling Feng really saw a strange vortex in his spiritual sea.

"This... Is this the poisonous miasma spring?"

Ling Feng was slightly stunned. Has he become a poisonous miasma spirit guard?

No, he should be like Rufeng, truly mastering the divine spring and becoming the master of the divine spring.

Before this, he also obtained the spiritual power of the hot sea and the cold marrow.

But in essence, it is just to simulate the power of the two laws of ice and fire into the state of the hot sea and the cold marrow through the chaotic body.

With the power of chaos, he continuously replenished the "marks" of the two divine springs in his body, so as to achieve control over the power of the hot sea and the power of the cold marrow.

This is actually different from Rufeng's situation.

Rufeng's control over the power of spring is more like innate, and has nothing to do with the blood of the Tiandao clan.

And now, he can finally experience the same feeling as Rufeng.

He is the poisonous miasma divine spring, and the poisonous miasma divine spring is him!

In his mind, a vicissitudes of life suddenly echoed, "The status of poisonous miasma belongs to you, the divine way is vast, you encourage yourself..."

"Poisonous miasma status?"

Ling Feng's eyelids jumped, but the voice in his mind had completely dissipated.

The vortex in the depths of the sea of ​​​​spirit is like an indestructible brand, which is completely bound to his soul origin bit by bit.

This feeling, Ling Feng is inexplicably familiar, is this so-called status something similar to the godhood?

The first time he had this feeling was when the Great Freedom Wuji True Immortal taught him the "Three Volumes of the Divine Way". He felt the power of the Divine Way through the Chang Zizai Song, and thus had his first understanding of the "Godhood".

The second time was when the seal of the Donghuang Bell was further lifted. He felt the connection between the power of faith and himself, which seemed to be something similar to the Godhood.

And this time, without the help of any external objects, the "Poisonous Miasma Divine Spring" was bound to his soul origin, making him seem to have the "Godhood" directly.

In short, it can be said to be mysterious and mysterious. Ling Feng couldn't say what special changes there were for the time being, but it seemed that the essence of his life had changed and became a similar existence to the "Xuanyuan Clan" in the myth.

The next moment, Ling Feng's eyes condensed. If he had the "Poisonous Miasma Status", then Rufeng would have had the "Spring Status" early.

His daughter has taken this step more obviously than he has!

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng looked up at the life source stone that was still floating on the stone platform.

Under his gaze, the stone slowly floated in front of Ling Feng's eyes.

Then, with a "whoosh", it sank directly into his brow.

The scorching hot feeling came over him, and the third vertical pupil opened automatically and uncontrollably.

Then, he felt that his Shura Eye seemed to be melted. Under the guidance of the black stone, the Eye of Heavenly Punishment automatically condensed, and after integrating the huge spiritual power contained in the black stone, it completely replaced the Shura Eye.

No!

Strictly speaking, it should be integrated with the Shura Eye and became his third vertical pupil.

And this is far from over. The poisonous miasma vortex in the sea of ​​​​spirituality has also begun to emit an extremely huge divine power, and at the same time merged into Ling Feng's three eyes.

This feeling is very similar to the first two evolutions of the Eye of the Son of Heaven, but this time, it not only integrates the power of heavenly punishment, but also the status of poisonous miasma.

This is beyond all the predecessors of the Heavenly Dao Clan and creates a new level that the Heavenly Dao Clan has never had before.

In an instant, Ling Feng felt that his three eyes were extremely hot, so that his entire head was about to explode.

"Roar!——"

In a high-pitched roar, Ling Feng could not control himself and once again activated the Chaos True Body, the power of poisonous miasma, the power of heavenly punishment, and the Heavenly Dao bloodline...

The surging abnormal spiritual power rushed wildly in his limbs and bones. After a while, there was another deafening roar, and Ling Feng's whole body actually exploded directly.

Hula la!

The blood rain splashed, Ling Feng's body collapsed in an instant, and the origin of his soul seemed to be burned to ashes by a soul-burning fire.

In the end, everything seemed to no longer exist, leaving only a vortex of nothingness.

It was the poisonous miasma!

The vortex formed by the poisonous miasma rekindled the dazzling golden light, and then, the soul was reshaped, the body was reorganized, and in the blink of an eye, it was another intact Ling Feng, suspended in the air, and then slowly landed on the floating stone platform where the Heavenly Eye Saint sat cross-legged before.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his three eyes, and the Eye of the Son of Heaven finally completed the third transformation and evolved to an unprecedented new realm.

Divine Punishment - Eye of the Son of Heaven! (End of this chapter)