The Spirit of God Million Domain

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Yang Jian's face was covered in blood, and there were paw prints left by Huo Xi everywhere. He looked horrible, and even the areas around his eyes were almost broken.

hiss!

Even Xu Feng himself couldn't help taking a breath when he watched this scene, and felt a burst of horror, the white-haired bird must have struck too hard.

"Forget it, this guy is asking for trouble, I'd better put away the Yunling cup first." Xu Feng shook his head, and stepped forward.

He appeared around the Yunling Cup, and felt the rich spiritual power emanating from it, as well as the powerful aura of the eighth-rank Lingbao.

"This Yunling cup seems to be just a semi-finished product." Xu Feng looked at the Yunling cup in front of him, and found that the color in it was a bit impure, and the speed of absorbing spiritual power was not fast.

"Whether it's a semi-finished product or not, we'll talk about it after putting it away." Xu Feng put the Yunling Cup into the storage ring, and he has gained huge benefits this time.

Yang Jian felt that he had lost all face in his life, and his eyes were glowing blood red. He didn't expect that he was a disciple of the inner sect of the Ten Thousand Years Sect.

Even the cultivation base of the eighth-rank Lingzong, but being bullied to such an extent by a flat-haired beast, he only felt burning pain all over his head.

"Ah... I'm going to kill you, flat-haired bastard." Yang Jian let out a shrill roar, and all the spiritual power in the sea of ​​energy surged out.

The wind was howling around his body, his eyes had long since lost any color, they were all covered with blood, and now he only had one thought, which was to kill the flat-haired beast in front of him.

swish.

Huo Xi saw Yang Jian's complete eruption, and a hint of cunning appeared in his nimble eyes, "Oh, master, act quickly, someone is going to kill your precious pet."

Huo Xi jumped directly onto Xu Feng's shoulder, and sneered at the erupting Yang Jian, "You're such a waste, you dare to scold my aunt, you don't even deserve to wear shoes for my master."

"Looking for death, I'm going to kill you." Yang Jian heard Huo Xi's words, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and when he waved his hands, there was a terrifying aura.

As expected of an inner disciple of Wannianzong, the cultivation base of the eighth-rank Lingzong is at least comparable to that of some half-step Linghuang warriors, and their combat power is even more amazing when they are furious.

"Since you want to kill yourself,

Then I will fulfill you. "

Xu Feng looked at Yang Jian who was attacking towards him, and a golden light burst out from his body.

The peak of the fifth-grade spiritual body was displayed, and the strength of his body was raised to the extreme.

"The stars are dark."

He has also practiced the first form of Star Fist to the level of great accomplishment. The stars are shining brightly, containing unparalleled coercion, and his fists are like transforming stars.

Boom!

The huge fist fell down, struck between Yang Jian's hands with a bang, broke through Yang Jian's arm, and rushed the opponent directly out.

Yang Jian only felt a huge force coming, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, but his blood-red eyes became calm. He stared at Xu Feng firmly, fear flashed in his eyes.

The power contained in Xu Feng's punch just now was too terrifying. He knew that it would be impossible for him to deal with the opponent alone.

"Hmph, I didn't expect there to be such a number one person in Tianhuayu. It's a pity that you can't walk out of this mountain stream today." After Yang Jian finished speaking, spiritual power flowed from his body.

He turned around and ran towards the outside of the mountain stream. He wanted to use the seven or eight seventh-rank spiritual sects of Wannianzong who were trapped in the illusion to deal with Xu Feng together.

"Look quickly, who is that, and why is it so miserable?" Many inner disciples of the Wannian Sect who were trapped in the illusion array stared at Yang Jian who appeared in surprise.

A young man from the Seventh Grade Spiritual Sect asked suspiciously, "Are you Senior Brother Yang Jian?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll help you get out of the phantom formation. The kid who entered the mountain stream just now is very powerful. He snatched the treasure in it and designed to seriously injure me. Let's all take action together. When the time comes, just kill him and kill him." Take him to get the treasure."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he began to help the people trapped in the illusion, let them out of the illusion, stood outside the illusion together and waited for Xu Feng to come out.

These Wannianzong disciples who cultivated in the seventh-rank Lingzong are very puzzled in their hearts, is what Yang Jian said is true?

A martial artist at the pinnacle of the Ninth-Rank Spirit King could force Yang Jian of the Eighth-Rank Spirit Sect to such an embarrassing situation.

Of course, they didn't dare to ask more questions when they looked at Yang Jian's gloomy and terrifying face.

...

"This guy's strength is not weak, and Wannianzong also has six or seven seventh-rank spiritual sects. If I go out now, I'm afraid I need to use all my means to kill this group of people. The gain outweighs the loss."

Xu Feng looked at the figure of Yang Jian who disappeared into the mountain stream, and frowned slightly.

His current strength is comparable to that of a ninth-rank Lingzong, or even a half-step Lingzong.

However, the inner disciples outside the Wannianzong are all geniuses who can leapfrog and fight, and there is also Yang Jian from the eighth-rank Lingzong.

It is not good for him to go out now, and glanced at the environment of the mountain stream.

"It's simply that I'll break through to the Spiritual Sect here, and I won't be afraid even if I face the first-rank Spiritual Emperor." Xu Feng looked at the phantom formation outside the mountain stream.

It's really a good place to practice and break through cultivation here. With this phantom array as protection, ordinary people can't get in.

Yang Jian escaped just now, and it is impossible to continue to come in.

"First break through the power of artistic conception to the tenth way."

Just do what you said, Xu Feng sat down cross-legged directly, and said to Huo Xi on his shoulder: "I will improve my cultivation later, you protect me."

"Don't worry, even if those trash come in, my aunt can take care of it." Huo Xi saw that Xu Feng was going to practice, and knew that he should not be disturbed during the practice, so he patted his chest to assure Xu Feng.

Um!

Xu Feng nodded, and took out the pure Yang Yunyu he had obtained from the storage ring, and the aura of strong artistic conception burst out from it.

Xu Feng's eyes were full of light, and around his body, nine rays of light spread out at the same time, forming circles of halo around his body.

If Yang Jian were here at this moment, he would be shocked from ear to ear. How could a person with the peak cultivation of the Ninth Rank Spirit King gather the power of the Nine Paths of Art.

Xu Feng actually stepped into the tenth realm, that is, the tenth rank Lingwang. Of course, what Yang Jian and others felt was only the peak of the Ninth Rank Spirit King.

The power of nine paths of artistic conception surrounds Xu Feng's body, like nine golden dragons, constantly shaking and spinning around Xu Feng's body.

"The next step is to absorb the pure Yang Yunyu with power, and strive to condense the power of artistic conception into the tenth way." Xu Feng's eyes showed firmness.

When the pure Yang Yunyu was grasped with both hands, the power of artistic conception began to surge out, rushing towards Xu Feng's twin seas of anger.

Those powers of artistic conception in Xu Feng's sea of ​​energy, after a circle, will slowly merge into the power of the nine realms of artistic conception around Xu Feng's body.

Hoo hoo...

As time passed by, the momentum in Chunyang Yunyu became weaker and weaker, and the momentum on Xu Feng became stronger and stronger.

The power of his Nine Paths of Art, the golden light became more and more intense.

...

"Senior brother Yang, what's going on, that guy has been in the mountain stream for half a day, why hasn't he come out?" Outside the mountain stream, outside the phantom array.

Yang Jian's injuries have almost recovered. Of course, those scratches on his face are difficult to recover in a short time, and his expression has become particularly ferocious.

Hearing the question from the people next to him, Yang Jian felt a little impetuous in his heart, and immediately said: "Everyone, don't worry, this guy must know that we are going to ambush him outside, and he is probably hiding inside. I don't believe he will hide for a lifetime."

"What Senior Brother Yang said is true, he won't die in the mountain stream, right?" Another martial artist from the seventh-rank Spiritual Sect asked Yang Jian.

Yang Jian shook his head firmly. He knew that the other party could not die in it. He thought that Xu Feng might be cultivating inside, and his face became gloomy.

Thinking that Xu Feng had harvested so many thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and he only had a dozen drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk on his body now, he felt angry for no reason.

...

chi chi chi...

In Xu Feng's eyes, the light flickered, and the golden light around his body burst out, soaring into the sky.

The entire mountain stream was full of golden lights, and the terrifying momentum became extremely shocking.

Standing outside the mountain stream, Yang Jian and the others felt the terrifying aura in the middle of the mountain stream, and all of them changed their faces drastically, with a little fear in their expressions.

"Damn, what is this kid doing in there, how could it cause such a big commotion?" Yang Jian's brows were a little worried, but he didn't dare to enter the mountain stream alone.

Around Xu Feng's body, the power of the nine realms finally began to condense, and the moment the power of the tenth realm disappeared with the pure Yang Yunyu, it also emerged in Xu Feng's body.

Just when the power of the tenth artistic conception was completely completed, Xu Feng felt the terrifying aura on his body, and he could feel his own strength, which had been raised by at least one level.

With his current strength, he felt that even if he didn't need to break through to the cultivation base of the Lingzong, he might not be incapable of fighting against the first-rank Lingzong.

"Strike the iron while it's hot. Today, with the help of the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, I just stepped into the cultivation base of the spiritual sect." Xu Feng did not stop practicing, and the power of ten artistic conceptions surrounded his body.

It seemed to form a strange form of movement, which made him feel that the power of the ten artistic conceptions erupted, and it would contain an earth-shattering aura.

Taking out a drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk, Xu Feng looked at the milky white halo, and swallowed the thousand-year-old spiritual milk without hesitation, and the majestic spiritual power spread.

It is indeed a thousand-year-old spiritual milk, a treasure of heaven and earth that can continuously improve the cultivation of the spiritual sect.

As the millennium spiritual milk melted, the pure spiritual power merged into Xu Feng's body, and his bones also became tough on the outside under the spiritual power.

As time passed bit by bit, Xu Feng only knew how to operate the "Chaos Promise Art", and he transformed the majestic spiritual power into the spiritual power of the sea of ​​Qi.

The sea of ​​twin qi is like a bottomless pit, continuously absorbing spiritual power. The eight spiritual veins criss-crossed even more, and they showed no sign of weakness.

There was also a look of solemnity on Xu Feng's face. If this drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk was replaced by another peak martial artist of the ninth-rank spiritual king, he might have stepped into the spiritual sect long ago. (Wanyu Lingshen..4747468)--(Wanyu Lingshen)