Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng immediately concentrated all his will and soul power, and began to meditate on the Dragon Elephant Fighting Technique.

Huangtian paid off. When Chen Feng meditated with all his strength, he finally meditated on the dragon claw bit by bit, from a trace of lines, to a piece of armor, to a finger, and then to a whole dragon claw. , quietly appeared above the sea of ​​consciousness!

At this time, Chen Feng's body, which had been torn apart by the dragon, completely disappeared, leaving only a head!

He was in great pain, but he still gritted his teeth and did not scream.

An extremely cruel and vicious look appeared on Jiaolong's face: "Little bastard, you must be in great pain right now, right? Even though you endure it, I still know that you are in extreme pain!"

"Haha, it doesn't matter. Just bear with it! Just wait for me and I'll make it unbearable for you!" He looked at Chen Feng with a sure-win look.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the air around him was stagnant, and he suddenly felt that a huge aura enveloped him, and the pressure of this aura was still rising, hitting him.

He looked up in shock, and suddenly let out a shrill scream of extreme horror, with a look of disbelief on his face.

Because the Dragon Claw of the God of Destruction was pressing hard towards him, the speed was so fast that he could not avoid it!

It let out a miserable howl: "How could you be able to use martial arts?"

Before he could finish his words, the Dragon Claw of the God of Destruction had already been slapped hard.

The dragon only had time to let out a shrill scream before he was photographed and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Feng also felt a severe headache coming on. He knew that this was a manifestation of the great consumption of soul power.

The dragon claw disappeared instantly, and Chen Feng also immediately withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness. This was not controlled by himself, but an automatic reaction of his soul.

When Chen Feng opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to the training room and was sitting cross-legged in the four-legged dragon cauldron.

The medicinal liquid tumbled. At this time, the medicinal liquid had become clear, and the emerald green color inside had disappeared, which meant that almost all of the medicinal power had been absorbed by Chen Feng.

At this time, Chen Feng's body was almost completely repaired, indicating that the fourth level of the Golden Body Art was basically completed.

But Chen Fenghao didn't look relaxed at all. He opened his eyes, his face full of horror, breathing heavily, and cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

This was a true escape from death. He had already stepped into the gate of hell with one foot, and then he pulled that foot back alive with his strong will!

At this time, Chen Feng was still scared when he thought of the scene just now. In fact, he was not afraid of death, but hated the feeling of powerlessness. The feeling that you clearly have great strength, but you can't use it or display it at all.

Chen Feng knew very well that he had not destroyed the dragon.

That dragon's soul power is extremely powerful, and a single blow from the dragon's claw cannot break him.

"The blow from the dragon's claw just now knocked it away from my sea of ​​consciousness. But now I don't know where it is?"

Chen Feng suddenly had an idea, and instead of looking at anything else, he concentrated on absorbing the last bit of spiritual energy from the medicinal solution. The medicinal solution turned completely white, and his body had been completely repaired.

Chen Feng jumped out of the cauldron, his bones crackling and crackling. He used the Golden Body Art, and the surface of his body turned into a thick bronze color.

A smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "The fourth level of the Golden Body Art is Dacheng. The Bronze Body is also Dacheng."

But at this moment, in Han Yu'er's room about ten meters away from Chen Feng's room, Jiang Yuechun suddenly opened her eyes, revealing great fear and trembling in her eyes.

She gently pulled Han Yu'er's sleeves, her eyes a little confused: "Sister Yu'er, I don't know what's wrong. I suddenly felt a great fear just now, as if something is going to happen to the master?"

"By the way, I remembered." Her eyes suddenly became clear: "Do you remember? I shivered when I was going back to the room before. I didn't know what happened at the time, but now that I think about it, it's Because there is a very strong sinister and vicious aura entrenched in Master's room."

"What?" Han Yu'er was shocked when she heard this, quickly picked up Jiang Yuechun, opened the door and walked quickly to Chen Feng's room.

It was getting late at this time and Chen Feng had been practicing for a whole day. She was really afraid that something would happen to Chen Feng.

At this time, Chen Feng was standing in front of the four-legged dragon cauldron. He was very tired and even had a severe headache. Chen Feng knew that this was due to damage to his soul, and now he wished he could just fall asleep.

However, before that, there is one more thing that must be done.

Chen Feng must figure out where the dragon's soul is hiding now!

Chen Feng released his soul power and explored the room inch by inch. Finally, when he found the four-legged dragon cauldron, Chen Feng felt something strange.

This strange feeling disappeared in a flash, but Chen Feng had already caught it. A slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said lightly: "So you are hiding here."

There was no response, and Chen Feng was not in a hurry. He just sneered and put the four-legged dragon cauldron into the mustard bag.

After Chen Feng thought about it clearly, he was no longer afraid of the dragon. Only when he immersed himself in cultivation and completely relaxed his mind could he be caught by the dragon and take advantage of it. , invading the sea of ​​consciousness.