1889. Chapter 1889 - The Power of the Three Colors
This grasp caused a trace of large fluctuations in the black around Ye Feng's body, and this fluctuation directly caused all the black around him to flutter. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
When the ripples dispersed, they all formed ripples that were difficult to disperse, and when he saw these ripples, Ye Feng was even more sure of the thoughts that rose in his heart.
He spread out his hands, looked at the black in his hands, his eyes immediately closed tightly, and the whole person fell into deep thought.
After a hundred breaths, his eyes opened again, and the fierceness contained in those eyes also emanated at this time.
"I want to see if my current lord cultivation can deprive all the hidden vitality here, if not, then at least I can ensure that I can live forever here, but if so, then what happens in the outside world will probably make the whole earth fall into despair, and at this moment, they must need me very much. ”
When he thought of this, several beautiful and beautiful figures flashed in Ye Feng's mind, and when he thought of the pictures of those beauties smiling like flowers, Ye Feng's heart felt a little sour.
But this also made him want to find out the vitality contained in this black, and only in this way could he make his cultivation strength stronger, and only then could he restore the incense burner to its peak state.
Although there was that point of light on the incense burner at this moment, Ye Feng knew very well that this situation would definitely not be able to last too long.
In other words, this point of light would disappear sooner or later, because the existence of that point of light itself was maintained there with the help of Ye Feng's own true spirit power before.
As long as the power of those true spirits is all dissipated, it will be the moment when that point of light disappears.
Ye Feng sighed softly, his eyes condensed together, looking straight at the black in his hand, looking at everything contained in that black.
Under his observation, there was nothing but black in this black, and this black seemed to be extremely pure, without any impurities.
However, when Ye Feng looked at it carefully, he knew very clearly that there must be a lot of various things in this black.
And the hidden deep vitality is also a part of this kind of thing.
After thinking about this, Ye Feng knew that if he wanted to separate all the things in this black, the price he needed to pay would be extremely huge.
As soon as he held it in his hand, the power of the lord's cultivation all over his body was in full swing, and a faint cloud of spiritual power flowed there, and when it flowed there, it surrounded the black group.
As soon as this water of spiritual power surrounded those spiritual powers, the black color still did not change at all, but with the passage of time, there were suddenly some changes that were far beyond Ye Feng's thoughts.
I saw the black in his hand jumping happily there, and as the movement and frequency of its jumping became faster and faster, Ye Feng saw three colors from this black.
The first is still black, and that black is also the purest and cleanest, with the same lethal power, and it is also the most authentic existence.
The second is yellow, in this yellow, there is a strong aura of slaughter, even if this aura is only a little weak, but it also makes Ye Feng feel a little frightened.
The third is cyan, which hovers between black and yellow, and seems to be deeply suppressed by these two colors.
It seems that he is facing one contest after another at the moment.
And from this cyan, Ye Feng clearly felt a trace of extremely thin vitality, although this vitality was very small, it was so small that it was negligible.
But when Ye Feng clearly sensed it, Ye Feng was still happy in his heart, because he understood that this cyan was exactly what he needed.
After finding this vitality hidden in the black, there was a little bit of annoyance that made Ye Feng extremely annoyed, that is, how to take out those cyan colors and use them reasonably.
Just when Ye Feng was puzzled, an idea appeared in Ye Feng's heart, but this idea was a little unrealistic.
But after a period of silence, Ye Feng still decided to give it a good try.
After all, only after a real attempt could Ye Feng conclude that since he had already made a decision, then Ye Feng would naturally not hesitate any longer.
His left hand poked into the air, and the incense burner above his head fell, grabbed the incense burner, controlled the light in his hand, and crushed the black in his hand.
After doing this, Ye Feng watched there quietly, looking at the black in his hand, watching the changes in the three colors.
At first, the three colors did not change too significantly, but in the blink of an eye, these three colors jumped happily.
In the end, the black exuded a strong smell of decay, and the yellow had a huge killing power lingering out, coming straight towards Ye Feng's arm, wanting to use the edge of this killing power to break Ye Feng's arm here.
But this edge had just emanated, and it was invisibly cut off by that white light.
As for the smell of decay emitted by the black, it was ignored by Ye Feng, because in his opinion, among the three colors, only the yellow had a certain ability to hurt himself.
And the black is not in the scope of this consideration.
When these two colors were all crushed away by Ye Feng, the cyan flowing in the middle was like a gentle drop of water, flowing freely there.
When he looked at the remaining water droplets in his palm, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and as soon as he held it in his hand, all the water droplets disappeared, all of which followed his skin and melted into his body.
At that time, Ye Feng felt that the cultivation on his body fluctuated, and there was a trace of extremely subtle changes, this change was very small, so small that if he didn't observe carefully, he couldn't distinguish it at all.
And when Ye Feng noticed it, Ye Feng's heart was overjoyed, and he suddenly realized that the dead black in front of him was no longer the root of despair.
It's a paradise that makes people excited and even desired.
He also felt that in this dark abyss, there was indeed a creation that was completely aimed at him, because he could clearly see that if he could refine and extract those vitality forces here all the time, then his cultivation would inevitably have earth-shaking changes.
Even the incense burner will be completely restored under this change.