Divine Spirit Martial Art

Qin Feng took a deep breath. What he saw tonight was too terrifying. No one would believe it if he told it.

However, the door to the divine world that appeared in the chaos shocked Qin Feng. He also successfully opened such a door back then, but fell short because of Zhao Huaiyi's betrayal and did not take the final step.

After his rebirth, Qin Feng himself doubted whether his feelings back then were correct and whether he could really take that final step.

What he saw tonight gave him a clear answer. The Great Emperor was far from the end, and even he was just a starting point.

Although he failed ten thousand years ago, it is not too late to start over.

"Zhao Huaiyi, your betrayal will only make me stronger!" Qin Feng clenched his fists with confidence.

His potential in this life is far greater than that in his previous life. Once he breaks through to the realm of the Great Emperor, his strength will definitely surpass that of his previous life and be even stronger than the Martial Emperor who suppressed the heavens back then.

"Zhao Huaiyi, I hope you are still alive. One day I will kill you with my own hands." Qin Feng snorted.

Qin Feng looked at the remains of the ancestral dragon at his feet. The ancestral dragon had left this slough with the help of the mysterious man. He remembered that the reborn ancestral dragon rushed out from between his eyebrows. A hole was left.

Qin Feng was refreshed. With his current level of cultivation, even with the Duan Kong Sword in his hand, he could not cut open the ancestral dragon's slough. Leaving some scars on the ancestral dragon's slough was already the limit.

But if he can find the hole left by the ancestral dragon, he can go deep into the ancestral dragon's remains. If nothing else, the difficulty of refining the ancestral dragon's blood crystal will be greatly reduced.

No one can have too much of Ancestral Dragon Blood Crystal, even the Great Emperor will regard it as a treasure, so naturally the more the better.

Just do it, Qin Feng immediately used "Void Escape" to shuttle through space one after another!

The slough of the ancestral dragon is really too big, and it is integrated with the chaos. It is not much different from the Xuanhuang World.

Even if Qin Feng mastered the martial art of "Void Escape", which is a way of traveling through the void, it would be five hours later when he appeared on Zulong's head.

Zulong's head is so huge that if Qin Feng didn't know the location of the cave entrance, finding it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"You ran too fast!" Little Turtle's head suddenly came up.

Qin Feng was slightly startled: "Why are you here?"

"I came out to pee and saw you traveling through the void one after another, so I followed you. Did you find something?" Little Turtle looked at Qin Feng curiously.

Qin Feng pointed at the crack in front: "I seem to have found the passage into the ancestral dragon's remains!"

"Really!" Little Turtle came up excitedly, and suddenly a strong ancestral dragon aura hit his face.

The little turtle's eyes shone with excitement: "There must be a lot of delicious food inside, but the crack is too small, I can't even get in!"

Qin Feng nodded. In the picture he reduced to, Zulong did come out from here, but after so many years, this hole seems to be healing itself!

"Crack!" Suddenly there was a crisp sound from the front, and the little turtle bit the dragon scale into pieces in one bite.

"Bang, bang!" The little turtle's sharp teeth kept chewing the dragon scales, and then swallowed it directly.

Little Turtle licked his lips excitedly: "It tastes very good, Qin Feng, do you want to try it?"

Qin Feng rolled his eyes. He didn't have as good teeth as Little Turtle, so he couldn't bite the dragon scale.

"If you don't want to eat, I will!" The little turtle chuckled and started biting into pieces. He actually tore out a hole in the original crack that was big enough for one person to pass through!

"Ouch!" Suddenly the little turtle exclaimed, and he knocked his teeth.

"It's so hard, I can't bite it!" The little turtle almost burst into tears from the pain. Why did the surrounding dragon scales suddenly become so hard?

Qin Feng was thoughtful. Sure enough, the hardness of these newly grown dragon scales was very different from the original dragon scales. What the turtle could bite were the dragon scales that grew later.

But this is enough for Qin Feng, this hole is enough for him to enter!

"Go in and take a look!" Qin Feng asked the kid to enter first. Qin Feng shrank his body and entered the ancestral dragon's remains.

"Huh!" At the moment when he entered the ancestral dragon's shed, the spiritual energy mixed with the blood of the ancestral dragon poured into Qin Feng's body crazily.

The eighteen martial veins were filled up in an instant, and Qin Feng had to use the "Emperor's Supreme Hegemony" to refine these special spiritual energy.

The aura in the ancestral dragon's slough is not only mixed with the blood of the ancestral dragon, but is also an extremely rare chaotic aura in the world.

As the name suggests, chaos aura is aura that can only be produced in chaos, and its quality is far higher than that of auras in the heavens and worlds.

Qin Feng had once gone deep into chaos, so he naturally recognized this chaotic aura. It is said that the creatures born in chaos can be so powerful because they are nourished by the chaotic aura.

But even in the residence of the King of Gods and Demons, the chaotic spiritual energy is far less abundant than here!

Chaos spiritual energy is very rare, not to mention that this chaotic spiritual energy is mixed with the blood of the ancestral dragon. After refining, the improvement of warriors is very terrifying. Qin Feng can feel the nine body quenching mouths in his Dantian. Soul Condensing Bell cheered.

Cultivating the nine body-tempering soul-condensing bells inherently consumes a large amount of true energy. Qin Feng used nearly half of his true energy to cultivate the nine body-tempering soul-condensing bells. Otherwise, Qin Feng's cultivation would increase. Even more terrifying.

Under the nourishment of these chaotic auras, the nine body tempering soul condensation bells kept ringing, and dragon scale patterns even appeared on the smooth clock face.

While being nourished by the chaotic spiritual energy, the nine body-tempering soul-condensing bells are still being nourished by the blood of the ancestral dragon. As a result, the nine body-tempering soul-condensing bells are transforming at an astonishing speed, and the bells are ringing. At the same time, Qin Feng's body and soul were fed back.

This is just the time he has entered the Ancestral Dragon's shed. If he stays in this Ancestral Dragon's shed for a long time, his cultivation level will probably grow rapidly.

The little turtle greedily breathed in the chaotic aura mixed with the blood of the ancestral dragon. This was a delicacy he had never tasted before.

The dragon essence that the little turtle had been obsessed with before was only condensed from the spilled blood of the ancestral dragon, and was far from as pure as the ancestral dragon's remains.

After refining a large amount of chaotic spiritual energy, Qin Feng's cultivation was enough to break through to the Law Heaven realm. However, Qin Feng was not prepared to condense the martial arts body so quickly. He chose to suppress his cultivation.

The Blood and Fire Thunder Gang in the body was continuously compressed and compressed under the refining of the "Emperor's Supreme Art". The originally full soul elixir was actually compressed to the size of a soybean.

However, the power of the compressed Blood Fire Thunder Gang is even greater than before, and it is far from reaching the limit. This compression is ongoing with the continuous injection of chaotic spiritual energy.

"Buzz!" Qin Feng summoned the Heavenly Tribulation Armor and separated part of the chaotic aura to nourish the Heavenly Tribulation Armor.

The little turtle swallowed these chaotic spiritual energy without any scruples. His cultivation level was far better than Qin Feng. The chaotic spiritual energy that his body could bear was many times stronger than Qin Feng. No matter how much chaotic spiritual energy he swallowed, he could bear it.

"Boom!" However, just when the little turtle was enjoying the meal, a powerful attack hit the little turtle.

The little turtle blinked his eyes. This powerful attack fell on him without any pain or itching, but he was a little confused. Where did the enemy come from among the ancestor dragons?

Qin Feng looked at the half-human, half-dragon guy in the distance and said, "Spirit body?"

There will be a certain chance of a spirit body being born in a place with rich spiritual energy. The so-called spiritual body is an individual formed by the accumulation of spiritual energy. Spiritual bodies are not living beings, they just possess the spiritual energy of the body.

Qin Feng had seen many spirits in his previous life, but these spirits were very weak and not aggressive at all. How could they take the initiative to attack like this spirit?

However, this ancestral dragon's slough is full of chaotic spiritual energy. The spiritual body bred by the chaotic spiritual energy is naturally not comparable to ordinary spiritual bodies, but the appearance of this half-human, half-dragon is a bit eye-catching.

The spirit body waved its hand casually, and countless chaotic spiritual energy came over it.

This spirit does not know any techniques, let alone martial arts, and its attack method is extremely simple, which is to gather chaotic spiritual energy and bombard it.

Qin Feng casually swung out a blood fire thunder gang. After continuous compression, the blood fire thunder gang was extremely strong, easily tearing apart the chaotic spiritual energy and slashing on the spirit body.

"Boom!" The spirit body collapsed and countless chaotic spiritual energy dispersed.

A flash of light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and he grabbed a piece of crystal. It turned out to be a crystallized by the aura of chaos!

"Is it delicious?" The little turtle kept drooling as he looked at this piece of crystal.

Qin Feng gave this crystal to the little turtle: "This is a crystal formed by condensing chaotic spiritual energy, and it is also mixed with the blood of the ancestral dragon. It took countless thousands of years to condense. Do you think it is delicious?" ?"

"It must be delicious!" The little turtle chewed up the crystal in one bite.

"Woo!" The extremely terrifying chaotic spiritual energy spurted out from the little turtle's mouth.

Even a small turtle cannot swallow so much chaotic aura at once. It only absorbs a small part and the rest is wasted.

"What a waste, what a waste!" Little Turtle patted his head sadly.

Qin Feng didn't take it seriously: "There are many such things!"

Little Turtle's eyes suddenly widened, and he saw hundreds of spirits wandering not far away.

"Get rich, get rich!" Little Turtle couldn't help laughing.

Qin Feng drew out the Sky-Breaking Sword, and wow, a sword light roared out and exploded on the heads of these spirit bodies. Countless sword lights immediately enveloped these spirit bodies. In the blink of an eye, the spirit bodies collapsed, and thousands of crystals were destroyed by Qin Feng. Pocket it.

I don’t know how many thousands of years have passed since the founding of the world by the Ancestral Dragon. Naturally, there will not be too few spiritual bodies born over the years.

However, the crystals condensed by these spiritual bodies vary in size, the largest is the size of a fist, and the smallest is the size of a soybean, and some souls have not even given birth to crystals yet.