Chapter 373 Taoism devour

A group of hundreds of birds flew freely, and suddenly seven huge flying beasts came out of the mountains below, each of which was ten meters in size. It was just a rush killing, and more than 30 birds died.

Those flying beasts are spinning around in the air, wanting to carry out the second wave of rushing. But at this moment, bursts of ripples suddenly appeared in the void, spreading around, and then a figure appeared in the center of the ripple point.

For the sudden emergence of human beings, those flying beasts did not sense the slightest murder. They screamed a few times and reached out and grabbed the other party.

"Interesting, it's actually a level 4 flying beast." The figure stood in the air and did not move, allowing the fast flying beast to hit it.

"Bum..."

A blood fog rose all over the sky, and the flying beast seemed to hit a wall that could not shake it at all. At high speed, his huge animal body was directly disguised as a blood fog.

A space force fluctuated, and the blood fog disappeared.

At this time, the remaining six flying beasts felt bad and ran away with a wail.

"Run, run further."

When the flying beasts escaped ten miles away, the man's feet gently moved, stirring up a circle of ripples, and his whole body slowly disappeared.

He caught one eleven miles away, then disappeared again, captured the second one twenty-five miles away, and the third one forty miles away when he appeared again.

When the last flying beast was captured, the whole person was already a hundred miles away.

"Wow... I'm exhausted. I almost missed the last one. It seems that my teleportation limit is about a hundred miles, but it seems amazing to be able to practice to this extent in a month.

This person is Lin Feng, in a white robe, with long hair moving with the wind and eyes like electricity, but he is a very eye-catching man.

In the Hundred Flowers Valley, the wind traveler opened his eyes and looked at the wisp of extreme sun wind in the palm of his hand getting into his body, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.

"Senior Feng Zun." A light flashed, and Lin Feng appeared in the valley.

"Lin Feng, you have made rapid progress in this month. Well, since we're back, let's go. Those monks in the Valley of Flowers don't want to leave, so let them go.

Lin Feng turned his head and looked in the distance. There were four magical monks practicing spells. Each of them practiced a complete spell rune, but they were all human-level spells.

After a while, they each summoned a complete local spell rune and began to practice meticulously.

"It's amazing that these disciples of these little immortal sects can practice one or two perfect magic runes. However, their potential stimulation is limited. Generally, in the same realm, they are much weaker than those huge disciples of the immortal cultivation sect. As for the strange talents like you who have given birth to talent and magical power, it has been rare since ancient times. Oh, by the way, how is your talent and magical power cultivation? What did the windwalker think of and asked curiously.

With a wry smile, Lin Feng shook his head. Not to mention the talent, even the secret art of cultivating his own name is a small step. At present, he is practicing the 'Blood Wheel Sutra' to the realm of Hinayana. As for the dragon's ascension to heaven and the magic power of the sword, they have not been enlightened for a long time.

"I heard from the child in purple that you are the same as her talent and magic power. Can you show it? I have been cultivating immortals for nearly 3,000 years, and I have never met a monk who can display his talent."

Seeing the expectant eyes of the wind walker, Lin Feng smiled and nodded.

"The younger generation will use one of the talented magic power to 'devour'. If there are any shortcomings, please ask Elder Fengzun for advice." Lin Feng flew in the air, and the three mutant souls in the Zifu space moved, forming a stable triangular power formation. The soul power in the five elements of light and darkness blended together, evolving a mysterious power, similar to the power of chaos.

It was the first time that Lin Feng exerted his talent with all his strength. When the seven soul forces were driven to the extreme, he turned into a figure up to 40 meters behind him.

"Talent magic power 'devour'." Lin Feng pointed to the sky, and the huge phantom reaching out also raised his right arm to the sky.

The aura of heaven and earth over the Hundred Flowers Valley suddenly changed color, and the invisible and colored aura condensed into more than a dozen aura rainbows, rolling down and being swallowed up by the huge phantom.

The little overlords of the four magical realms who are practicing below suddenly change their look and want to take back the great perfect magic runes in mid-air. But a strange force fell from the sky and almost enveloped the whole Valley of Flowers.

Strange things happened. The four prefecture-level great perfect spell runes were successfully collected, but the four great perfect human-level spell runes turned into four streamers and penetrated into the mouth of the phantom.

Lin Feng didn't expect that there would be an unexpected situation when he used his talent, but he couldn't stop. The power of the three mutant souls poured down and integrated into the figure behind him.

This is not over yet. When Lin Feng's soul power exhausted eight layers, the phantom behind him finally stopped inhaling power, but his power seemed to have reached the highest point, and more than 20 screams came from the outer valley. I saw a total of twenty-six rays flying into the mouth of the phantom without resistance.

There was a frightening roar from each light. They were actually the soul thoughts of the monks in the spirit realm. It was not until they were swallowed up by the phantom that they calmed down.

Lin Feng was dumbfounded, and even the wind walkers around him were a little stunned.

The phantom returned to the purple mansion space and merged into the three mutant soul thoughts, and a pure force poured into the soul thoughts.

Talent magic power is different from those magic power that practice perfection, which can form runes and spiritual babies. It is integrated with the soul and can only be manifested when it is used. It can't be plundered or destroyed. When the soul dies, the talent and magic power disappear.

"Too... It's terrible..." Sensing the power of the soul thought increased a little, and Lin Feng himself was shocked. Talent magic power 'devouring' can not only devour runes, but also devour soul thoughts, against the sky, absolutely against the sky. If you practice in this way, with the increasing power of devouring, wouldn't it be possible to devour ground-level runes, sky-level runes, and even magic, pseudo-fairy, etc.? And this talent cultivation to the limit will also become a nightmare for ordinary monks, and they shudder to think about it.

Dozens of figures flew in. It was the monks in the Valley of Baihua. None of them were the monks in the quenching realm. Presumably, the talented magic power just now killed more than 20 monks in the quenching realm in seconds.

This group of monks in the Valley of Flowers looked pale, and their eyes were full of panic.

"Senior, I don't know why the old man and his disciples have offended you?" As the owner of the grain, the old man Baihua asked bravely.

How to answer this? Lin Feng has a black line on his forehead. He can't justifiably tell him, 'I was just practicing talent magic power, and I accidentally devoured the soul of the disciples under your door. I'm sorry'. It's difficult for him to say such words, at least for now.

"Hmm, if you kill it, just kill it. What's the reason?"

Lin Feng couldn't explain, but the wind traveler around him snorted.

All the disciples of Baihua Valley suddenly felt a strong momentum pressing on them, and couldn't help kneeling to the ground one after another, and they dared not raise their heads.

This confirms the old saying that the monks in the Taoist realm regard mortals as ants, but they don't expect that they are also ants in the eyes of the rule realm.

Lin Feng sighed secretly. It is unreasonable to say that he killed more than 20 disciples of the other party for no reason. A jade bottle popped up, "This is regarded as compensation." Then he left Baihua Valley with the Windman.

Both of them don't fly fast, and they seem to be thinking about it. Lin Feng was thinking about the power of the other two talents, but he didn't know what the power was, while the wind walker kept sighing.

"Senior Feng Zun, the junior just now failed for a moment and didn't control the power of devouring the magic power, so..."

"If you kill it, just kill it. There is no need to explain." The windwalker said calmly in his heart, "The talent magic power is indeed the most mysterious Taoism, and its power is ancient and modern."

Taoism? Lin Feng was stunned, and there seemed to be no such word in his mind.

It seemed to see Lin Feng's doubts, and the windwalker smiled, "Taoism can only appear in some ancient sect classics that have been passed down for tens of thousands of years. It is said that in the ancient period of flood and famine, the talent magic power was very popular. Measuring how high a disciple's talent is, it mainly depends on how much talent magic power he awakened and what his power is. Later, there was a catastrophe in heaven and earth, and fewer monks were awakened with talent and magic power. Even if they awakened, their power became weaker and weaker.

"Because the talent magic power is integrated with the soul, the stronger the soul, the stronger the magic power. Moreover, there is no obstacle in the cultivation of talent and magic power. It is the closest to the real 'Tao'. The Tao here is the road of heaven and earth, the way of rules. The origin is above the legendary fairy art, that is to say, as long as you don't fall, the talent and magic power can grow unlimitedly.

"So the gifted magic power in ancient books is also called 'Taoism'."

The popular traveler's explanation is more detailed, at least Lin Feng can understand it. The level of spell magic power is fixed, and individuals cannot evolve. Only a variety of spell power of the same level can evolve and be promoted to a higher level of spell power.

The same is true of pseudo-fairy, but it is rumored that some talented demons can simulate countless kinds of pseudo-fairy in a way similar to evolution to the legendary fairy art, but it is just a simulation. It may be infinitely close in power, but it is not a real fairy art.

But the talent magic power is also Taoism, but it can be done. As long as it keeps growing and the power continues to increase, it can surpass magic, beyond magic power, pseudo-fairy, and even fairy art.

Lin Feng's heart was surging. For the first time, he realized that he was going in the wrong direction. Since the awakening of the Third Avenue, he has been at the end of the road.

"Maybe this is not a bad thing. Now I have enough capital to practice the first Taoist 'devouring'." Lin Feng thought of having so many great perfect magic skills, and then thought of the way to practice Taoism in the future.