Scension of immortals

Chapter 331 Open

After a month of retreat, the integration of air duct space and fire duct space has also reached a balance point. Lin Feng controlled the two spiritual babies to fly out again, and now he wants to collect the wind and fire spring.

The two spiritual babies got the order and went straight into the huge spring.

Lin Feng sat on the throne of the white bone, silently sensing the changes in the eyes of the spring.

"Oh, the wind and fire spring has also begun to split. Is it possible to become the wind spring and the fire spring?" Lin Feng was slightly surprised, which seemed to be a good change. If the two spirit babies of wind and fire control the wind and fire spring eyes respectively, then they can absorb this vast wind and fire energy, which is the substantial growth of their own airway space and fireway space.

On the periphery, the masters who have been waiting for more than a month have also found the changes of wind, fire and natural disasters. The wind of the polar yang and the fire of the polar yang are gradually separating, and the power is gradually weakening.

The wind catches fire, and the fire helps the wind. At this time, the polar yang wind and fire were actually separating, and this kind of change seemed very strange.

"Mad, is it possible that Lin Feng has been tossing around in it for a month and really made a name for himself?" Huomu Dazun took out a mirror and reflected a human-shaped soul mark in the mirror, which was exactly what Lin Feng looked like.

"In the past month, Lin Feng's soul imprint has not become weaker, but has become stronger and stronger, which can already mean something." Lingmu Dazun said, "In fact, even if he is in any danger, the master and those who are optimistic about him will join hands to help him."

"Brother, you said that Lin Feng is just a very ordinary disciple. Compared with Ye Fei and others, he is still far worse. Why is he favored by many superiors?"

Lingmu Dazun thought for a moment and whispered, "The Zhang teacher once inadvertently said that there is a treasure on Lin Feng, which seems to be the personal match of a human immortal ancestor who has been sed into a fairyland for 60,000 years in our fairy gate. Hey, immortal ancestor, we have been practicing in the fairy gate for ten thousand years, and we have only seen a few emperors in the regular realm. How far away is the immortal ancestor who ascended to the fairyland?

Lingmu sighed as he spoke, but the Linghuo master beside him was a little dull.

The immortal ancestor of Xianmen! It seems that there are not many records in the classics. Unexpectedly, Lin Feng is still suspected to be the match of the immortal ancestor. What a great opportunity.

"Those old guys are out again. Let's do it. Don't let the good things be divided up by them. Besides, it's necessary to behave, so that those old guys don't have doubts. Lingmu Dazun pinched out a magic formula, put the flying weapon into the body, and appeared on the periphery of the wind and fire natural disaster with Linghuo Dazun. At this time, all the Dazun were collecting the fire of the polar yang with all their strength, because the wind of the polar yang and the fire of the polar yang had been divided into two independent existences, which also weakened seven layers in power.

Many pseudo-respects and the elders of the disaster appeared on the periphery, collecting a small amount of polar yang fire while refining them with all their strength. These polar yang fires have immeasurable benefits for their cultivation. They can be melted into the golden elixir, and the operation of mana can quench their physique.

Among the many disciples of the Refinery Gate, the most conspicuous one is the cloud in white. Since the unexpected promotion, after two months of hidden cultivation, it has not only stabilized the realm, but also increased its strength again. The combat power has soared by nearly 15 million, and he is also a first-class monk among many pseudo-respects.

There is a piece of white silk wrapped around her jade arm, emitting a little light. Every time it is waved, the fire of the extreme sun is absorbed by a large ball by the silk, and then decomposed into force and fused into the body.

"Half-finished Taoist!" The disciples around him all looked at the white silk with envy. With the semi-finished low-quality Taoist weapon, there will be a great auxiliary increase in combat effectiveness.

Qi Yanzi stared at Yun's delicate body with fiery eyes. Several times he wanted to get close to the past, but when he thought of the frosty face, he still sighed gently and continued to practice obediently.

"Is she the ethereal fairy who ranks first on the Qianlong list? When did you get promoted?" Among the many disciples of Xingdoumen, Long Feiji curled his lips and said, "I don't think it's good. Lin Feng, the last beast in the latent dragon list, is still a little interesting. But give me another five years, and there is absolutely no problem surpassing him.

Several pseudo-respects around him twitched a few times, but they still nodded and smiled repeatedly.

"But why didn't the disciples come out to test, and where did Lin Feng hide?" Long Feiji was arrogant for a while and turned his eyes to the Beast Spirit Gate. Except for the two big gods who were trying their best to collect the fire of the polar yang, he did not see an ordinary disciple under the door.

"Xiaoji, you have suffered such a big loss in Lin Feng's hands, but you can't restrain your nature. The top ten of the Qianlong list are not simple. You are in the top three in the comprehensive ranking because of the reincarnation of Jin Ling. In terms of real combat effectiveness, there are many of the following seven people who are stronger than you.

Long Feiji's arrogant look immediately changed, and he replied respectfully, "The great master's lesson is that the disciples will pay attention to it and practice well in the future."

"Well, let me tell you something. Lin Feng was swallowed up by the polar yang wind fire when collecting the fire of the polar yang a month ago, but the boy should not be finished so easily. This person is not a short-lived image. Humph, look at the appearance of the two Masters of the Beast Spirit Gate. There seems to be some unspeakable secrets.

In the center of the wind and fire natural disaster, Lin Feng touched his chin and looked at the wind spring and fire spring eyes that had been completely divided. The two baby spirits have been integrated with them for more than nine floors, and it is estimated that they can be completely controlled in another day.

The little demon king who had been practicing beside him opened his eyes at this time, looked at the periphery, and whispered, "Big boss, the extreme sun wind and fire have been separated, and its power has weakened by seven layers, which is no longer enough to pose a threat to those practices. Many people are trying their best to collect the fire of the sun. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid they have forcibly broken through here before you fully integrate.

"I've already felt it. It's easy to do." Lin Feng looked at the resentful emperor's split, and saw him nod, stretched out his hand and stroke. A space gap opened above his head and turned into an electric light and drilled in.

"The split of the awakening space talent is really powerful. It is easy to tear the space and enter the shuttle." The little devil's eyes blinked, and he opened his mouth unconvincedly and sucked hard. Suddenly, the extreme sun wind penetrated into his mouth.

Not long after, a thousand-foot crack suddenly appeared in the first layer of space, and a huge white bone dragon head poked out from it and roared at the many big gods who were collecting the fire of the polar sun. The roar was full of provocation, but although the white bone dragon head was huge, the speed was not slow. After a roar, it immediately withdrew.

"Guardian White Bone Throne?" Everyone saw the roaring dragon head, and the work in their hands suddenly stopped. After two breaths, they saw more than 20 big men taking action at the same time to open the space crack that was about to close again, which expanded several times at once. It was already clear that the huge thing could be seen.

There are more than 30 masters, including more than 20 thousand-foot Dharma bodies, who want to squeeze directly into the space to block the white-bone dragon.

"What's going on?" The two masters of Lingmu Linghuo were stunned at the same time.

"I'm going to procrastinate." Lin Feng's figure appeared beside them and smiled and said, "Don't worry, my split can enter the second floor of Jiuyou underground at any time. Even if the fifty-eight masters take action at the same time, they can't help him.

Sure enough, the white bone dragon instantly turned into a white bone throne, on which it sat the resentful emperor's split, wrapped in purple thunder and lightning. The split stretched out its hand, and countless space cracks appeared, and then turned into an electric light and chose one at will and got in.

What is the power of the rumble explosion and the joint attack of dozens of big men? The void was suddenly knocked out of the abyss, and there seemed to be a little light at the end of the abyss.

"Lin Feng, those little light are actually the newly evolved space worlds, and they are still in the most primitive state. If they can evolve for four or 500,000 years, they may be able to evolve everything." Lingmu Dazun pointed to the light and said, "Some Taishang saints sometimes look for a primitive space world suitable for refining, combined with their own Dharma body, which can shorten the time of understanding and practice."

Lingmu Dazun was talking, and the light at the end of the abyss flashed a few times and disappeared.

"Those space worlds have not been destroyed, will they?" Lin Feng didn't believe it.

"Those are the edgings of the space world and can't stand the joint attack of many great respects. If a Taishang saint who has survived the six heavenly disasters takes action, the power is even more terrible than the joint blow of these people. Linghuo Dazun seemed to think of something and couldn't help shivering.

"Damn it, the resentful emperor actually escaped. But we can definitely subdue him when we work together. Let's go and catch up." About 50 big people tore the space in turn and got in.

Lin Feng turned his head and looked. There were still eight masters left at the scene, two of the Beast Spirit Gate, two of the Refinery Gate, two of the Blood Skull Gate, and one was the Golden Tripod Gate of Sanxiu Fairy Gate.

"Huh, isn't that Lin Feng? He's not dead yet." Just as Lin Feng looked around, those sects that had lost Dazun's protection were also watching the cultivation sects without movement. The number of beasts is the smallest, and naturally it is the easiest to attract people's attention.

Many people have also seen Lin Feng, so when they saw him standing beside the two venerable people, they immediately recognized him.

"Hey hey..." Lin Feng also saw several old opposites, among which the ten thousand days of Qunxing Island actually came to Jiuyou Difu with the team. Wan Tian wanted to kill himself on the way. If it hadn't been for a puppet at the peak of integration on Ziyi, I'm afraid he would have been destroyed by him.

This kind of resentment was just solved at this time, and Lin Feng's body went straight to the star islands. Wantian is now a strong man at the peak of evolution. The breath on his body has begun to condense, as if he is condensing the field of power.