As soon as he entered the core area, the ubiquitous spiritual power storm drilled into Mu Feng's meridians along the pores of his body like spirituality, and the already broken meridians broke inch by inch after the impact of the spiritual power storm. A sharp pain came, and Mu Feng didn't even have time to make any sound before he completely fainted.

"Father, Mother, I will find you, wait for me. Even though he was unconscious, Mu Feng's right hand was still tightly clutching the pendant on his chest.

"Fixed!" A phantom figure emerged from the mixed yuan qi formation on Mu Feng's chest, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at Mu Feng. There was no fluctuation of spiritual power, but as the phantom pointed out, the whole world seemed to follow his words and deeds. Mu Feng and the spiritual power storm around him, and even the broken meridians in his body were all stilled under the fingers of Feng Lao. Within a radius of three zhang of Mu Feng, it was as if time had stood still. It seems that you really have high hopes for him, I'm afraid this is not an ordinary doppelganger. A voice came from the void. If Mu Feng was sober, he would be surprised, it turned out to be Ta Ling.

"What the hell are you trying to force him here? You know he can't withstand the storm of spiritual power. "The phantom is the old Feng that Mu Feng has seen in the Dharma Tower. He asked, staring at nothingness.

"I still haven't been able to hide it from you. When did you find out?" was honest about this.

The widow left a sketch of the Mixed Yuan One Qi Formation on him. Don't say it's a bullshit mark of that Buddha cultivation kid, even if it's a mark left by the God King, it's useless. Elder Feng said disdainfully. "Now it seems that not only the kid who cultivates Buddha outside, but even the group of monkeys and the building wood branches are all deliberately arranged by you. ”

"Mixed Yuan One Qi Formation? You are really old and confused, don't you see what kind of exercises he is cultivating? What's the use of giving him a formation, can he still cultivate your formation? It's a waste. Taling didn't care about Elder Feng's accusations.

"I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup the little guy who cultivated the Immortal Dao poured into the two of them at the beginning, but let Mu Feng practice that bullshit exercise. This is good, but it is really not dusty and not mundane. But I can't even fucking learn the formation. The old man has his own intentions, you don't have to worry about it, you better take care of yourself. Feng Lao suddenly found that his topic was taken astray. "The deity is here to question why you forced him into this place and don't interfere with me. He couldn't afford the damage here at all. ”

"How do you know that he can't bear it? I've been observing him since he entered the secret realm, he still has potential that hasn't been explored, and you've also seen that exercise, the foundation is particularly important, and even determines whether he can create a traceless immortal body. You won't forget how that little guy died. Do you want Mu Feng to follow his old path? And with you guarding here, what else can he do if he can't have an accident?" Ta Ling motioned for Feng Lao to say what he wanted.

Feng Lao thought for a moment and pointed out. "Open!" Everything returned to its original state, the spiritual storm continued to rage, and Mu Feng's meridians were torn apart inch by inch.

As time passed, the spiritual storm passed through the meridians and approached the dantian. Mu Feng's meridians have been completely shattered, even the flesh is like cracked earth, no part is complete, and even the blood in the whole body has been drained. If it weren't for the fact that there was still a second dantian hanging with a breath, Mu Feng was afraid that he would really die.

The first dantian, which was already damaged by the self-explosion of the spiritual root, was like a city with a broken city wall, and was easily occupied by the spiritual power storm. The spiritual power storm formed by the chaos of various attributes rampaged through the dantian. Feng Lao stood in the void, his eyes slightly glittering, staring at Mu Feng's first dantian. He watched as the spiritual power storm crashed into the dantian, and the dantian was also knocked to pieces, and there was no complete place. "That's what you said, he can withstand it? Could it be that he was born with two dantians that are not suitable for cultivating immortals? So if you want to destroy one in this way, I admit that I specialize in humane exercises, and I am indeed inferior to you in terms of dabbling in the heavenly exercises. But are you really sure that nothing will go wrong?" Feng Lao couldn't help but raise his right hand.

"If you don't break it, you can't stand it, and then you stand after it's broken. Don't worry, I've got experience in this matter. Taling comforted Elder Feng.

"You have a fart experience! Lao Tzu is most annoyed by you saying this. Three thousand years ago, you told the old man that you had experience, and then the old man put the sky-breaking bamboo here was raised to death by you. Ninety thousand years ago, you told the widow that you had experience, and that the eggs of the Sky Eater Ants that had been deposited in your place by the Poor Dao had not yet hatched. Today, you told the poor monk that you have experience?" Feng Lao was furious on the spot when he heard Ta Ling's words.

"What if I told you that this is the master's experience?" said Taling, as if he had already expected Feng Lao's reaction.

"Master, how long has it been? Feng Lao didn't say much, just lowered his head and looked at the little scar on the palm of his hand.

An hour later, Mu Feng's Fire Dantian was completely shattered, and only some remaining fragments were still floating in the original dantian's location. And the spiritual storm did not linger for a moment, and continued to rush towards the second dantian.

The second dantian, like a lonely city at this time, was surrounded by a spiritual storm. Tulinggen is the general who defends the city, and is mobilizing all the earth's spiritual power to fight against these brutal spiritual storms. With the fire dantian completely shattered, now Mu Feng relied on the earth dantian to hang a breath before he died. Now seeing that the second dantian is in trouble, Feng Lao jumped to his feet in a hurry on the side, "You can't trap me this time! You don't know whose son he is, right?

This war between spiritual powers lasted for a whole day and a night, and the earth spirit root deserved to be the best at defending the spirit root, even if it was as violent as a spiritual power storm, it would not be able to break through the earth dantian for a while and a half. On the side, Feng Lao always remained vigilant, even if he really became a waste person and couldn't cultivate from now on, he had to save his life. Mu Feng's vitality is like a broken candle in the wind, as if it will be extinguished when the next gust of wind blows, but he can always get through it every time.

Eighteen hours later.

The Earth Dantian was still broken in the end, and the Earth Spirit Root could only gather all the Earth Spirit Power around it. The earth spirit power is constantly compressed by the impact around the earth spirit root. With the compression, the Earth Spirit Root, and even the entire Earth Dantian, began to heat up. The clothes on Mu Feng's body turned into ashes in an instant, and the blood scab formed on his body due to long-term bleeding slowly melted into blood, making a 'snort' sound and directly turning into a ball of blood. As the blood all over the body was roasted, the flesh slowly began to burn black. Thankfully, it didn't last long. The sound of the 'bang' explosion came from the earth dantian, and even Feng Lao could hear it clearly.