"Humph! Even a mere funeral spirit dares to speak out and claim to be a god in vain. If you are God, what is the God of heaven? Feng Ming had a quick move, and his arms were wrapped around and he looked at the Dao.

"Bastard! How dare you scold me! I decided not to talk to you anymore, I want you to die, I want you to be a part of my body. When you become a part of me, do I think you will still laugh at me as the main body? Hahaha...."

"It's now, boom!"

The barrier shattered, and even the big cyan hand was shattered. Feng Ming took the opportunity to sweep aside, jumped three times in a row, and kept a distance of at least fifty meters from the funeral spirit.

"Huh? I broke free. It doesn't matter, if I can catch you once, I can catch you a second time. When I catch you again, I won't play with you, and that's the end of the chat. ”

The neurotic burial spirit's personality has changed to a ruthless type in the blink of an eye. As it transformed, so did its attacks.

"Huojiao Fu, hurry like a law, go!"

The fire Jiao waved its claws towards the big cyan hand and grabbed it. However, to Feng Ming's surprise, Huo Jiao's attack was exactly the same as his previous one, and he couldn't hit it at all.

"No, it's the same energy, why can a burst enchantment hurt a cyan hand? Try again! ”

"Enchantment!"

The rectangular enchantment sealed the entire cyan hand, and immediately after, Feng Ming shouted, "Burst!" ”

With a "boom", the self-detonating enchantment was wrapped in a big cyan hand and collapsed into a little starlight. The force of the explosion did not leak out, and all of it was applied to the cyan big hand.

"Sure enough, according to the nature of energy, the talisman and the thunder sword are also activated with spiritual power, but they rely more on natural elements. Although the enchantment is stimulated by spiritual power, it contains more of my own spiritual power, and more importantly, the power of the soul.

Solomon also said before that once my spiritual power can break through and transform into a divine consciousness, then my soul can also become stronger and advance to become a primordial god.

The reason why Yin people are above ghosts is because they are transformed by the primordial gods, and ghosts are transformed by souls.

Now that I've found a way, I won't spend any more time with you, my time is precious. ”

Feng Ming was able to defeat the enemy again and again and get out of danger, and his keen analytical skills played a role that could not be ignored.

"Humph! Don't think it's great if you can break my cyan hand. I have so many ways to bury my gods! Look at the moves! ”

The sound of the breaking wind sounded, and black tombstones fell sharply from the night sky.

"Bah, isn't this a scoundrel? Even if I could release the enchantment, I wouldn't be able to stop it so much! ”

Feng Ming gave up his intention to attack and switched to defense.

A transparent and sturdy barrier protected him inside. He hoped that his barrier was strong enough to withstand this wave of attacks.

As long as he resists, he can understand the power of this blow through the enchantment, and thus indirectly guess the current strength of the burial spirit.

"Knock knock...", the tombstones smashed into the barrier one by one.

After the barrier was able to prevent the first half of the smash, the second half of the barrier began to shake, as if it was about to collapse.

"Big brother, aren't you usually quite smart? How can this be dizzy? Don't you have one more trick you haven't used? Maybe you can use it as a whetstone today! ”

"Good fellows! Can you squeak before you speak? I wasn't stoned to death, I was almost scared to death by you, but I was concentrating on the battle! ”

"Hey! Don't give yourself reasons, it's a sign of weakness. Don't dwell on this for now, big brother, do you remember Dragon Fist? ”

Dragon Fist, when encountering Chaos, Chaos teaches Di Ming a martial art. This martial art can only be used by those who have reached the extreme level of cultivation. If you don't reach the extreme realm and forcibly cultivate, you will eventually go mad and burn yourself to death.

"A word to wake up the dreamer! Look at my Dragon Fist! ”

"Aang!" With a dragon groan, Feng Ming's fists were covered by a layer of pale golden dragon head phantom.

He decisively undid the barrier and smashed his fist at the tombstone.

The sound of "Bang Bang Bang..." sounded one after another, and Feng Ming gave up his defense and devoted himself to the counterattack.

The machine spirit that was watching this scene from a distance sensed Feng Ming's abnormal change, but it didn't think that Feng Ming could break through his tombstone meteor with this brief burst.

The power of the dragon fist increased little by little under Feng Ming's continuous swing of the fist.

The three realms of Star, Moon and Sun have all reached the extreme realm, which also makes the cultivation of the lower realm reach full perfection.

The power of perfection in the Extreme Realm is like a clear spring that breaks through a stone.

Now, under the continuous pressure of Fengming, this Wang Qingquan began to accumulate strength little by little, and continued to overflow from the cracks in the stone.

Finally, when the balance point of force reached an extreme, there was a "click", and a large stream of clear water gushed out, converging into a trickling river.

The sound of the dragon chant of "Ang" sounded again, and Feng Ming's whole person's spirit rose up with this dragon groan.

The pale golden phantom of the dragon head turned golden at this moment, and the phantom also turned into substance.

A punch is no longer a single straight line, but a fist as an arrow, radiating out in a fan-shape.

The same punch brings no different lethality and range of damage. Now Feng Ming has not swung a few dragon fists, and the tombstones in the sky have become scarce, and it seems that it will not be long before the tombstone meteor of the burial spirit will be cracked by himself.

"Impossible, how did you become so strong all of a sudden! Cheating, he must have cheated! Tombstone Mountain, give me a crackdown! ”

A mountain formed by the condensation of the tombstones smashed down from the sky.

The mad burial spirit is irrational, and it will not care about the tombstones erected on the ground, even if they provide it with a spiritual foundation.

"The dragon sings the world!"

Feng Ming roared domineeringly, and he gave this move a name based on his fist.

A punch was thrown, like a golden dragon rising into the sky. Feng Ming's figure is integrated into the golden dragon, he is the golden dragon at this time, and the golden dragon is him.

There was a loud bang, and the tombstone mountain collapsed.

But that's not all. The golden dragon turned over and leaped, and swooped down towards the burial spirit.

The Funeral Spirit opened its mouth wide in horror, trying to escape. But will it have this chance?

No, when it resorted to the trick of tombstone mountain, it was doomed to its end today. How can a spirit that does not even want its own roots have a tomorrow?

With a "click", the golden dragon passed through the body of the burial spirit.

This time, Feng Ming had a substantial feeling. Through this feeling, he knew that the burial spirit was dead and returned to the earth once again.

But can it still appear? Can it still be accepted by these foundations that make up the spirit?

Feng Ming doesn't want to delve into this problem, there are still many things waiting to be done by himself, and there is no need to waste energy for this matter.

"Very cool! Cool! Great! Dragon Fist can be one of my hole cards, and I will never use it easily until the critical moment. Once used, the enemy must be completely killed. ”

Feng Ming was not carried away by the powerful force, he understood what the Dragon Fist represented. Only when you have enough strength to stand on the top of the mountain, can the Dragon Fist appear in front of everyone's eyes.