Chapter 49 Crazy Devouring

The sword of the second idea shot out from the center of the eyebrows, protecting the body, and was killed as soon as there was a sneak attack behind it. Lin Feng looked at more resentment attracted in the distance, and his eyebrows moved slightly. It seemed that he would try his best. Then the third, the fourth... He shot out eight swords of thought power.

The sword of the eight thoughts represents eight thoughts. What is this concept? This means that if two people succeed at the same time, the strength of one of them will be eight times stronger.

Two swords protect the body, six swords attack, and Lin Feng is constantly harvesting the soul of resentment like a rock. I don't know how long it took, and I heard Han Xin's voice coming. "Why don't you pull all the killed grievances into the circle of war? More grievances appear in the distance."

Lin Feng stared at it. Sure enough, there were dark clouds in the distant sky. The earth surged over, and the world was dark.

"Hahaha, it's good to come. Brothers, these are left for you to clean up. I'll go. When Lin Feng saw the scene in the distance, he did not immediately return to the battle circle. Instead, he looked up and laughed and turned to meet him.

Qin Yu's face changed, "Brother Feng, what does Brother Lin want to do?"

"It's too late to say. The first-level brothers pushed forward with me and pulled back those results." Feng Tianyuan pushed forward first, and more than a dozen people immediately followed. Soon, nearly two hundred and fifty souls of resentment were pulled back, and then a transparent shield appeared on the periphery of the integrated battle circle. These shields were issued by five disciples in Taoist territory, specializing in restraining resentment.

The speed of the black cloud is very fast, and the resentment group that can't be seen at a glance makes the disciples in the war circle change color. Although it is not dangerous to hide in the shield, the scalp is still numb and the back rises cold.

Lin Feng moved on the ground at first, and then a sword light flashed through the air and a flying sword appeared. One flew and flew in the air.

"The Sword of the Divine Soldier." Someone recognized the sudden flying sword.

Under the tension of everyone, Lin Feng's short figure was swallowed up by the black cloud.

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Lin Feng's thirteen secondary ideas were all transformed. This time, the sword of mind formed a hanging array and put a layer of sword net around him. The resentment that rushed up was directly smashed into the most primitive resentment. The main idea has already emerged in the middle of the eyebrows, absorbing those strong grievances continuously.

Qin Yuyu's hands in the battle circle were tightly grasped, and a few drops of sweat flowed from the temples, which was obviously too tense. Although Wu Ziyi in the distance still had a cold expression, her eyes widened a little, as if to see the situation outside clearly. The five disciples of Taoism also gathered together to talk in a low voice.

"Brother Han, is this disciple of Xianmen practicing some supreme secrets, otherwise how can he be so bold?"

"I think his thoughts have mutated, and there should be more than one kind of power. Maybe we can still witness the miracle with our own eyes. I have a feeling that this boy is not so easy to kill. But I don't believe that he got out safely. After all, with our current cultivation, we dare not boast so much. Once we run out of mana, it will definitely become the ration for those resentful souls.

"No matter what the result is, at least the boy is still alive and well so far. You see, since the contact between the two sides, the black cloud of resentment has stopped moving forward and seems to have been attracted.

Resentment, so pure and strong resentment. Lin Feng didn't expect that in just half an hour, there would be so much resentment around him. The main idea, which was only the size of a grain of rice, actually gained a few times in a short time.

An hour passed, but Lin Feng still didn't come out. Two hours, three hours... Time passed very quickly, and a whole day passed. Although Lin Feng did not come out, the disciples in the war circle were relaxed, because ten hours later, everyone obviously saw that the black clouds formed by resentment were constantly decreasing, while the resentment between heaven and earth gradually increased.

Later, everyone could faintly see a golden light flashing in the thin black clouds.

"In one day, Brother Lin almost killed thousands of resentment souls, which was much more than the sum of our three months of practice."

"But the resentment outside is too strong. I'm afraid that Brother Lin's mind will be affected."

"Once this person steps into the Taoist realm, he must be a great person. I didn't expect such a strange talent to appear in the Beast Spirit Gate. I don't know if I can catch up with the Elder of God and the Elder of Sword God?

"Shut up, look, that's Brother Lin."

Lin Feng stood on the Tian Can Sword, with a light appearance behind his hands. After more than a day of hard work, I finally saw the sun again, and there were less than a hundred heads left around.

"Ye-huh, my movement speed has been affected." Lin Feng frowned, and there was a strange force around him tightly squeezing himself. "It turns out that the resentment around him is too late to absorb and transform, and it has become a restraining force."

The resentful soul has no thought. Only by evolving into a resentful spirit can it open its wisdom and become a high-level disciple of Taoism. Therefore, the remaining one hundred and ten resentful souls were smashed in a dozen breaths.

"This is weird. I suddenly remembered something. It seems that this boy hasn't stopped using his mind all day." When someone mentioned it, everyone remembered that it was indeed like this.

Everyone looked at the figure standing on the sword and felt particularly tall and majestic at this time. Thirteen mindful swords floated around, and the light on the sword seemed to be much stronger, especially the main idea in the middle of the eyebrows had become the size of a baby's fist, crystal clear.

"What a powerful idea, almost dozens of times bigger than mine." A disciple with seven layers of gas refining finally changed his color. How difficult it was to practice the idea, and all the children who succeeded in condensing the idea knew it. Some talented and evil disciples also have at most the size of longan when they hit the purple mansion barrier. These people have become the 'god' in the eyes of the children of the outer door.

Now when they see Lin Feng's idea, everyone understands what it means to be outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. I thought that all the resentment souls would be killed, and Lin Feng would return to the battle circle immediately, but he didn't expect that he would land directly to the end, sit cross-legged, and face up to the air.

The thirteen swords of thought power and the main idea were taken back to the mind.

"Is there any more amazing feat?" At this time, there was a trace of solemnity in Han Xin's eyes, and this Brother Lin gave people too many surprises.

The nuclear storm in Lin Feng's thought space slowly formed, and the nuclear wing accelerated and rotated ten times, twenty times, fifty times, one hundred times, five hundred times, one thousand times. Lin Feng has played the limit of a thousand times acceleration, and a strong suction is constantly coming from the main idea. A black spot appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, which became clearer and clearer, forming a vortex.

A large amount of resentment poured into the black spot vortex. During a few breaths, Lin Feng was the source in the world, forming a huge vortex storm.

"He, he is devouring resentment!" The inner disciple of the Taoist realm of the Refinery Gate staggered and almost couldn't stabilize his body in mid-air. Not only him, but the other four also exclaimed one after another.

Han Xin, in particular, had a look of shock in his eyes, and the teeth in his mouth began to rub involuntarily and make a gurgling sound. As for the outer disciples on the ground, they are completely numb. They don't know how to talk about it and how to imagine what they see in front of them.

In the huge mind, Lin Feng saw that his main idea was expanding rapidly. With a large amount of resentment, the rotation speed of the nuclear storm was also gradually increasing. The cohesion speed of resentment in heaven and earth is too fast and too strong, and it actually makes a rumbling sound, just like thunder.

It took half an hour to restore calm between heaven and earth, and all the resentment that originally made people feel a little depressed disappeared. Don't think about it, it was all swallowed up by Lin Feng.

"At this time is the best time to practice the Sanjiu forging God. First, it will refine and absorb all the resentment of devouring power, and second, it will refine all the ideas to make it more condensed.

After another five hours, Lin Feng opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"The diffusion limit of the mind force is about 1,100 meters, the thought cultivation has increased by 110 times, and the nuclear point storm has accelerated to more than 1,600 times. Oh, my God, this is not hell. It's just a holy place for my cultivation.