Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

When Chen Yuan rushed out, he was still a thousand feet away from Kun Feng. If he was closer, he would not be able to avoid Kun Feng's perception.

Kun Feng rushed to the ten thousand feet deep sea abyss, and was just at the moment of relaxation. Seeing Chen Yuan suddenly appear in front of him, he was a little surprised.

Facing the attacking blue light blade, he subconsciously flapped his wings, and his body moved several feet to the side silently, and easily dodged it.

Only then did he react, and he was furious, with murderous eyes: "Looking for death!"

He flapped his wings again, and his figure disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he appeared behind Chen Yuan, and his right hand stretched out like lightning, covered with a layer of dark light, which was the innate magical power he had used in the wind and thunder sea!

And at the moment when Kun Feng's figure disappeared, Chen Yuan looked solemn, raised his hand and grabbed it, and the Yuan Tujia appeared in front of him out of thin air, swelled up in the wind, turned into a size of several feet, and protected him.

Kun Feng just appeared behind Chen Yuan, the Yuan Crocodile Armor flashed with spiritual light, protecting its master on its own, and took the initiative to meet him. The criss-crossing patterns on the back armor shone brightly, and a Yuan Crocodile phantom emerged, roaring to the sky.

Kun Feng mobilized all his demonic power, and the dark light on his right hand became deeper, with a very light purple color, easily piercing the Yuan Crocodile Armor, like a sharp blade inserted into tofu, and smashed the Yuan Crocodile phantom to pieces, grabbing Chen Yuan's back.

He practiced on Beiming Island for ten years, swallowed countless elixirs, and his cultivation level increased greatly. He was only one step away from the transformation thunder tribulation. His mastery of innate magical powers was also further improved, and his power increased greatly.

At this moment, with all his strength, even the mid-level magic weapon was broken with one blow!

Kun Feng teleported here and attacked Chen Yuan. Yuan Tujia protected its master by itself. It was a long story, but it was only a moment. After Yuan Tujia was broken, Chen Yuan turned around.

Kun Feng threw away the broken Yuan Tujia and grabbed Chen Yuan with his left hand. The dark light on his arm surged, cutting through the void, leaving a faint silver-white mark, which looked like a space crack.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great skill is not skillful.

When Kun Feng fought against others, he always used the power of space, without any fancy tricks. Anyone who got close to him would die.

Only Chen Yuan had escaped from the sea of ​​wind and thunder, but that was because Ao Bo was captured and was afraid of the consequences. Today, he must avenge his previous shame!

Chen Yuan did not have Yuan Tujia to protect him, and his body retreated ten feet, trying to increase the distance between the two.

But the pair of black wings behind Kun Feng just fluttered slightly, and like a thorn in the flesh, it teleported behind Chen Yuan again.

Chen Yuan immediately turned around to meet the enemy. His reaction was extremely sensitive, but ten years later, Kun Feng's mastery of the teleportation technique became more profound, and he appeared and disappeared without a trace. Unless he was a cultivator who also mastered the teleportation technique, he would not be able to dodge in time.

Chen Yuan just turned around, and Kun Feng's fist was already in front of him. Chen Yuan's eyes became fierce. Not only did he not retreat, but he stood up to meet it, raised his right hand, and blocked it in front of him.

At the same time, the Zhenkong Stone appeared out of thin air in his left palm, and he crushed it with one hand. An invisible space wave suddenly spread out, affecting a hundred feet in radius.

Kun Feng felt that he was tightly wrapped by an invisible net, and he felt like he was trapped in a quagmire, unable to move, and he was shocked.

But looking at Chen Yuan who was so close, he immediately put aside this feeling of restraint, and the demonic power flowed. The dark light on his right arm devoured everything, which was darker than the deepest night.

Puff!

Kun Feng inserted his right hand into Chen Yuan's abdomen. Chen Yuan's body was strong. After using the nameless magical power, he could even resist the mid-level magic weapon, but in front of Kun Feng's innate magical power that was no different from the cracks in space, he was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper.

This was a natural magical power that even the Kunyu Demon King could not master. It was a gift from the True Spirit Bloodline to Kun Feng!

But at this moment, Chen Yuan's right hand also grabbed Kun Feng's right arm and stopped it in front of Chen Yuan's dantian, not an inch further.

His strength was not weaker than Kun Feng, and he was not at a disadvantage in the wrestling.

The incandescent and the dark were intertwined, and the dark light devoured the Zhuyan True Fire, cutting the Binghuan into pieces, but the Zhuyan True Fire also invaded Kun Feng's body, appeared in the soul space, and burned his soul.

This was a fight between two kinds of true spirit power, and no one could gain the upper hand.

But Zhu Yan's true fire burned Kun Feng's soul, while the space crack only severely damaged Chen Yuan's body.

"Ah!" Kun Feng roared, his eyes red, the pain of his soul burning almost made him crazy, and endless violent killing intent rose in his heart, and his consciousness was scattered for a moment.

And it was in this moment of gap that Chen Yuan grabbed with his left hand, and the Thunder Talisman appeared in his hand out of thin air, ignited without fire, and stuck to Kun Feng!

Boom!

The next moment, thunder exploded, resounding for a hundred miles, the wind and clouds changed color, dark clouds gathered, covering the sky and the sun.

A thunder fell from the sky, as agile as a dragon, exuding a breath of destruction, and struck Kun Feng!

Unlike Jing Shuhan's Thunder Talisman, this Thunder Talisman contains a trace of thunder power, which can really draw down thunder, and its power is infinite!

Kun Feng's face changed, and he suppressed the severe pain in his soul and pulled his right arm back with a sudden force.

Chen Yuan did not stop him, and loosened his right hand, allowing him to pull out his right arm. A large mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his breath fluctuated.

The dark light on Kun Feng's right arm was no different from a crack in space. Fortunately, his body was strong and he still had some resistance. If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would have died at this moment.

But even so, the dark light devoured his flesh and blood, tore his meridians and bones, and still caused him serious injuries.

Kun Feng retracted his right arm, flapped his wings, and was about to perform the teleportation technique to avoid the thunder.

But the feeling of restraint that seemed to be tightly wrapped in a dragnet came up. The void that he used to be like a fish in water blocked him out, and the teleportation technique actually failed!

Kun Feng was horrified and immediately stepped back, but the lightning fell so fast that he failed to use the teleportation technique and missed his last chance.

Thunder struck Kun Feng, and the silver arc spread wildly, wrapping him up.

Knowing that the moment of life and death had come, Kun Feng frantically activated his demonic power and transformed into a 30-foot-sized kun fish, with a jet black body, a huge body, a beak like a bird's beak, and two wings, which was very weird.

He opened his mouth and sucked in, swallowing the silver-white arc into his belly. It was exactly the innate magical power he had used when dealing with Jinsha, swallowing the sky and the earth!

This magical power can devour all things. The raging silver arc was continuously swallowed by Kun Feng and quickly became thinner.

But there is an upper limit to swallowing the sky and the earth. After all, Kun Feng is only a seventh-level monster, and can only swallow half of the power of the sky thunder. His huge body is scorched black everywhere, and he is extremely injured.

"Chen Yuan, I will kill you!" A deep voice came from Kun Feng's huge mouth, with a low hum.

"Next life!" Chen Yuan shouted sharply, and the red flame bead appeared out of thin air in the palm of his left hand. Then he flicked his finger and shot towards Kun Feng like a meteor!

The Red Flame Pearl was only the size of a walnut and looked extremely inconspicuous in front of Kun Feng's huge body, but it exuded a violent aura that was comparable to the Sky Thunder Talisman.

Kun Feng was horrified, but he could not use the teleportation technique at this time. He could only flap his wings, and his huge body was like a puff of fluff, and he retreated extremely briskly.

For Kunyu, the void is the sea. Even if there are ballast stones to suppress the fluctuations in space, Kunyu's connection with the void cannot be cut off.

However, the Red Flame Pearl came with lightning speed, and Kun Feng's body was too huge. Although he retreated tens of feet in an instant and was about to escape the suppressive range of the Suppression Stone, he was still chased by the Red Flame Pearl.

boom!

The red flame bead hit Kun Feng's abdomen and exploded with a bang. The true fire condensed in the bead from ancient times swept through Kun Feng's body. The violent fire spiritual power poured into Kun Feng's body, burning everything.

Kun Feng let out a long and painful roar, a deep and long sound, like a sad song.

He had just used the innate magical power of swallowing the sky and the earth, swallowing the power of the sky thunder. At this moment, he could no longer use it and completely withstood the power of the red flame bead.

But after all, he is a descendant of the true spirit. His demon body is strong and his vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if he was affected by the full power of half a thunder talisman and a red flame bead, he was only severely injured and did not die.

After the real fire dissipated, Kun Feng's body was revealed. His whole body was covered with wounds with deep visible bones. His tail was broken from the middle, revealing thick white bones and a waterfall of blood. One of his black wings was broken, and the feathers of the other wing were broken. All the feathers were burned down, and the condition was extremely miserable.

His huge eyes stared at Chen Yuan, and his huge body suddenly fell down and dived into the sea.

He had no strength to fight anymore, he was afraid, and just wanted to retreat.

He has traversed the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Demons for nearly two hundred years and has countless dead souls in his hands. This is the first time he has escaped for his life.

But one of his wings was broken and his speed dropped drastically.

At this time, Chen Yuan had suppressed the injury in his abdomen, chased after him, and laughed loudly: "Kun Feng, this abyss of ocean is where you will be buried!"

He was struck by Kun Feng and was severely injured. He also activated the Heavenly Thunder Talisman and the Red Flame Bead. These are treasures that consume extremely real energy. He only had less than 30% of the real energy left in his body, but his condition was still stronger than that of Kun Feng. many.

When Kun Feng saw him chasing after him, he growled: "Chen Yuan, don't push me too hard!"

A light flashed on his huge body, and he transformed into a human form again. His whole body was covered in scars, his left leg was severed below the knee, the left wing on his back was broken, and his left hand had no flesh and blood, leaving only white bones. It looked even more miserable than Kun Yu's body.

A mustard seed ring flew out of his mouth. Kun Feng grabbed it with his right hand and took out a talisman. It spontaneously ignited without fire and turned into a rain of swords, shooting at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan took a look and found that the power of these sword rains was mediocre. At most, they could only threaten ordinary late-stage pill-forming monks and were completely useless to him.

He pointed and Fu Haige waved lightly, hundreds of blue light blades shot out, cutting down all the sword rain in the sky.

Chen Yuan smiled sarcastically: "Is this your last resort?"

Kun Feng felt a surge of regret in his heart and threw the mustard ring aside.

The Kunyu clan naturally has no shortage of treasures, and he is a human-demon hybrid. Although he has not survived the thunder tribulation of transformation, he can still use magic treasures and talismans like a human cultivator.

It's just that he prides himself on his pure blood and extraordinary talents. He has always dismissed the magic weapons of human monks and only relies on his natural talents to fight against the enemy.

There are only some ordinary treasures obtained from human monks in the mustard ring, which are of no use at all.

Chen Yuan rushed in front of Kun Feng, his right hand was like lightning, and he grabbed Kun Feng, and Zhu Yan's true fire rose up.

Kun Feng reluctantly mobilized the last of his demon power, covered his hands with a layer of dark light, and raised his hands to resist.

Chen Yuan grabbed Kun Feng's arm, regardless of the ice phantom being cut into pieces by the cracks in the space, regardless of the blood dripping from his right hand, Zhu Yan's true fire rose fiercely and surged out! (End of chapter)