Chapter 30 Crazy Magic
Boom... Yuanli was surging and rushing like a tide. In an instant, he broke through the six-fold limit and reached the seven-fold situation.
This breakthrough took less than an hour.
Why is it so fast?
Yang Feng looked around and found that the yellow gas seemed to be a little different. Is it related to the faint yellow gas?
"Hey, Zhong Ling, what is this yellow gas?" He doesn't know the name of the Zhong Ling of Huang Tianzhong.
"Don't call me Hello anymore. My name is Zhong Yuling. Just call me Xiaoling. Ask the gas of Huang Tianzhong, this is the legendary vitality, and it is the pure vitality that gathers the spirits of heaven and earth.
"What, vitality, pure vitality?"
"Yes, so your practice here is equivalent to three or even five years in the earth. The lower your cultivation, the faster the breakthrough. However, it is really amazing that you can break through seven times in less than an hour. Try again, you should be able to break through the eight in two hours. However, there are too many breakthroughs at once for fear that your body can't stand it. Do it yourself and do what you can."
When Yang Feng heard this, he was simply surprised and happy. Unexpectedly, he inhaled the vitality that only began to practice when he stepped into the Yuandan realm. Vitality is the essence of Yuanli, which is one layer higher than Yuanli, so this Yuanli seems to be more pure.
He quickly entered the state of cultivation, gathered his power, and practiced again. Sure enough, he broke through the eightfold of the refining body in less than two hours.
Yang Feng is really going crazy. Ordinary practitioners may not be able to break through one weight in ten or eight years. Fortunately, he breaks through one weight in an hour and breaks through one weight in an hour, which is as simple as eating. Is this cultivation too easy? There will be no hidden danger, right?
At this time, there is no room for him to think so much.
Finally, he steadily stepped into the eightfold realm of refining. He tried his strength, but instead of being as weak as he thought, he was a hundred times more pure than the ordinary eight-fold refining force, and his strength was not more than 1,300 catties. It's really appalling. His strength is comparable to the strong man in the three realms of gas refining.
If the Yang family and even other practitioners in Dafeng Town know the entry and speed of Yang Feng's cultivation, they have to go crazy collectively. It is extremely difficult for others to practice, and it is difficult to break through. Some people spend their whole life on the seven-fold realm of refining the body, but he can do it casually.
This person is really...
After breaking through the eightfold refining body, Yang Feng did not make a breakthrough again. Although the improvement of cultivation is conducive to the enhancement of strength, he would rather believe that the real strength comes from actual combat and real combat.
He began to practice the magic mountain.
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The Don't Move Magic Mountain is a kind of martial arts. For thousands of years, refining martial arts has been extremely rare. Only some super sects have physical martial arts. Generally, practitioners who have practiced physical martial arts will be a hundred times stronger than practitioners at the same level, and some even a thousand times stronger. Therefore, their combat effectiveness is stronger.
It is said that there is a super faction called Yuanzong. Yuanzong has a kind of body of martial arts called Yuanang. Once the person who practices this martial arts is successful, his body can be comparable to the strong man in the three realms. Cultivate to the highest level, the whole body will turn into a heaven and earth, and ordinary people can't attack at all.
Therefore, many practitioners also yearn for physical martial arts, but the world's physical martial arts is extremely precious, and this magic mountain is a very domineering martial arts skill.
Yang Feng opened his mind and entered his consciousness. Runes appeared in his mind. The meaning of the runes were absorbed by his brain little by little, slowly turned into wisps of black gas, and began to stop in his body.
He followed the rune and began to practice, and found a strange tingling in his body. Then, the tingling turned into a cut pain, the cut pain turned into a live scraping, and a live scraping turned into a burning, as if in hell and ghost fire, the sword mountain crawling in the mountain. The heart-breaking cone pain in his body made him almost make a loud and painful. I was sweating so much that I almost couldn't support it.
Zhong Yuling in the Yellow Institute nodded secretly. Yang Feng chose this way to cultivate the magic mountain without directly referring to the blood of the crazy demon of the body. After thousands of pains and sufferings, he undoubtedly put people in the sea of knives and fire. This kind of cultivation has all kinds of benefits for a strong body. Of course, it is impossible to stand it without extraordinary human will.
Yang Feng's skin cracked little by little and closed little by little. The skin on his body fell off layer after layer, and it came out layer after layer. Even Zhong Yuling looked straight at it and secretly celebrated that he did not act rashly, but chose to cooperate with him. Such a person, even if you are a hundred times stronger or a thousand times stronger than him, I'm afraid that he may not be able to please him well in front of him.
The amazing perseverance shown by Yang Feng was really shocking to the extreme. It also made her attach importance to Yang Feng in her heart and dare not despise him any more.
An eight-fold refiner is simply a small ant in her eyes, and she can pinch to death at any time. But she didn't dare to Yang Feng, not only did she dare, but also had a deep fear in her heart.
This teenager is really...
How did she know that in those years, Yang's father and son made it impossible for Yang Feng to enter the road of cultivation. He was under the pressure from all walks of life, slandered, disdain, abuse, contempt, and all kinds of humiliation, he could endure and practice alone in the mountains. Every day, he hits the tree with his fist and tests the stone with his body. Even if his head is broken and bleeding, even if his body is full of scars, he has never given up.
His tenacity is very comparable to his memory.
The refining body of the Moshan seems to be a devil cutting Yang Feng's body, his skin, his muscles and bones, his spirit, and his perseverance have been refined over and over again and rejured. The magic spirit of the Unmoving Magic Mountain disassembled his body over and over again, polishing and reshaping his body over and over again.
About half a day later, Yang Feng opened his eyes again and found a strange thing. His body began to turn into a black stone from his feet. He stood up again, but felt as if his body had been penetrated by a piece of lead, like a thousand pounds, and his whole body was like a mountain and could not move at all.
The first heavy of the magic mountain: the magic mountain body, open it!
Yang Feng was terrmented.
His whole body weighs about thousands of pounds and can't move at all. It's really a mountain of immobility!
He dared not stop and condensed the black gas again. A mass of black gas condensed in his body. He felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, and his body became darker and darker, getting closer and closer to the color of the mountain.
Finally, his whole body seemed to be frozen, and his body completely turned into the color of the mountain from top to bottom. Mountainized!
He can no longer feel the weight of his body. I felt as if I was connected with the earth.
Magic mountain body, Cheng.
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Yang Feng dissipated his magic and looked at his body in surprise. In the vision just now, he believed that it was enough to deal with the master of the sixth level of gas refining.
The Unmoving Magic Mountain is so amazing that I don't know what will happen to the crazy magicjian?
Yang Feng couldn't wait to enter the sea of knowledge to search, and finally found out the mind of the crazy demonjian.
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Crazy magic, ancient martial arts, martial soul inheritance, is from the ancient crazy demon god...
"Inheritance of martial soul? What is the martial soul? Yang Feng has heard of the inheritance of martial arts, which is the spiritual knowledge of the founder of a certain kind of martial arts, which can inherit its martial arts, which is equivalent to the inheritance of manor. Martial arts inheritance is more mysterious than martial arts practice, so practitioners can exert the greatest energy to inherit martial arts. What is the martial soul?
Kunwu mainland has never heard of the martial soul.
Yang Feng doesn't understand.
However, he looked down and almost fainted.
Crazy Demon Jian, Xi Chengzhi, the arrival of the crazy demon god...
"The mad demon god is coming..." Yang Feng stood up in horror. The Crazy Demon God is one of the creation gods of the seven demon world, which has only appeared in legend.
"What are you kidding, the crazy demon god is coming to life?" Yang Feng's head is really short-circuited. Is it possible that there has really been a crazy demon god in the world, not just a legend?
For a moment, he was not sure.
But no matter what, this madness is really attractive. It's even no worse than the dragon seal.
He sat down and continued to look down. Below is the mind of the crazy magic book.
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Yang Feng inhaled the blood of the crazy demon of the crazy beast, so there has been a trace of magic in his body for a long time, so it is common to produce magic.
According to the Madness, he began to practice.
Crazy Demon Jian is not like ordinary martial arts. There are no moves at all, but an energy martial arts. When practicing, it depends entirely on the understanding of the mystery of the crazy demon. Every time you understand one layer, the power of the Crazy Demon Jian will deepen one layer. Until the end, the mad demon god condensed into substance and became a real attack force.
The power of the mad demon is great, and one punch can break the sky, crack the earth, break mountains, and cut off the current. The mad demon god is the god of destruction, which can devour everything and turn the master of the yuan god realm into magic gas in an instant for his own use.
The crazy demon god can summon thousands of demons in the world, and he is the immortal demon emperor.
Lines of bloody scriptures flashed in Yang Feng's mind, and lines of strange words turned into the acupuncture point Dantian in his sea of knowledge and flowed into his eight strange meridians. A mass of black gas lingered around him, condensed, and turned into more profound words flowing out.
Yang Feng kept understanding the meaning of the crazy magic book. The arcane scriptures were cracked by him one by one and transformed into new scriptures, and a ball of black gas gathered behind him and gathered...
The black gas seems to be called by some kind, gathered behind him, rotated, and changed into various images and various magic shadows.
Behind him is like a world of demons. Strange ancient demons, monsters, and demons appeared one by one.
A disturbing omen rose from Zhong Yuling's heart beside him.
Suddenly, the demon behind Yang Feng gathered in an orderly manner in the middle. The small demons gathered together to form a strange and faint demon head. The demon head loomed, as if there was nothing, opening a huge black hole, as if to swallow everything in the world. His eyes are beadless and black, as if to see through everything in the world.
A fierce and cruel, blood-eating and sadistic atmosphere is like a torrent, instantly filling more than half of the yellow clock.
"No, Yang Feng, dissipate the magic! You are such a little... pervert!" Huangtian Bell Lingzhong Yuling shouted.
But at this time, Yang Feng was still immersed in the understanding of the crazy magic book and did not hear her words at all.
The devil's head zoomed in little by little and became clearer. Finally, the whole face appeared. A strange face full of dense lines seemed to be fierce, and an extremely dangerous breath suddenly rushed to Zhong Yuling.
Zhong Yulai shouted in horror, "My God, Yang Feng, you are simply a madman. Why don't you collect magic skills quickly?" She quickly suffed and disappeared. He left the body of Huang Tianzhong.
"Oh..." A roar sounded like the roar of ancient wild beasts in the yellow sky clock, and the whole bell was buzzing and swaying.
Dong...when...
Huang Tianzhong was shocked half afoot in front of him and fell to the side with a roar.