Thundered~~~

With the improvement of Mu Feng's strength, the absorption speed of the dragon suction technique is even more terrifying!

It was as if the ancient divine beast was gluttonous, frantically absorbing the pure spiritual power in the medium-grade spirit stone!

Boom!

Almost with a cup of tea, the golden spiritual power in Mu Feng's dantian has expanded to an extreme realm!

The golden waves are rolling, far beyond the broad meridians of the same level of martial artists, and the spiritual power is like the Yangtze River, galloping endlessly!

"Break it for me!"

Mu Feng's body erupted with a spiritual power like a sword aura, piercing the void!

At the same time, the majestic spiritual power in the dantian collided violently, like an asteroid exploding, bursting violently, and the dantian expanded violently!

"Martial Disciple Sevenfold!"

Mu Feng was excited, at this time, less than one-tenth of these 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones were used.

However, even so, it is equivalent to 100,000 spirit stones!

"Go on!"

Airplanes!

The spiritual power like rain surrounds Mu Feng, as if forming an aura cocoon around the young man's body!

"Mid-Sevenfold!"

"Late Sevenfold!"

"Sevenfold Peak!"

The realm improved rapidly, and in the next moment, Mu Feng's realm directly broke through to the eightfold martial apprentice!

Boom!

At the same time, around the young man's body, a powerful and incomparable aura spread, like a peerless beast awakening.

And 10,000 pieces, medium-grade spirit stones, are directly consumed!

"The difficulty of this promotion is simply against the sky!"

Mu Feng also frustrated his teeth, he is simply practicing against the sky, every time he advances to a realm, it is ten times more difficult than ordinary martial artists, a hundred times!

However, Mu Feng could clearly feel that the golden spiritual power in his body was of a higher grade, surpassing all the spiritual power he had ever seen!

And this place of trial of the Lingxiao Sword Sect is the first starting point for his own take-off!

The realm has been improved, and the challenge of the next level, Mu Feng's heart has ignited a raging fighting spirit.

Constantly improving the realm and constantly honing oneself is worthy of being the place where the disciples are tempered in the third-level sect!

"Those who are selected, choose this palace to receive the reward, or the reward is stacked!"

The wood-grain puppet appeared on Mu Feng's side and looked at Mu Fengdao.

"Stacking!"

Mu Feng said without hesitation, he didn't look down on ordinary treasures at all, but he wanted to see what his final treasure was.

There was a fiery color in his eyes, and Mu Feng was looking forward to it.

"Hehe, you are very good, you can master the 'Phantom Sword Style' to the 'Mysterious' realm in one day, I hope you can make persistent efforts in the future. ”

The woodgrain puppet is quite human, said.

Mu Feng nodded and walked towards the second palace.

Bear!

When Mu Feng stepped into the second house, he felt like he was on top of the underground magma!

"Flame Sword Intent, comprehend life, fail to die!"

As soon as the rough voice sounded, the bubbling magma-like aura came into Mu Feng's ears.

"Flames?"

Hmph, Mu Feng snorted coldly, full of confidence.

Mastered the spiritual fire of the Venerable of Ten Thousand Flames, Mu Feng has absolute control over the flames!

"Buzz!"

The space shuddered violently, and a red greatsword appeared from the magma, and red flames swirled and burned on it.

A strong sense of oppression, like a flaming sword!

"Die!"

With a roar, the giant sword slashed at Mu Feng!

The burning sensation of the violent explosion made Mu Feng's hair make a slight popping sound.

"Long Yan Jue!"

Bear!

With a touch of the young man's palm, the bladeless heavy sword appeared, and the blue flames on it swirled upward.

The soles of his feet slammed into the ground, and Mu Feng's body rose up, slamming into the flame giant sword!

Rumble!

Rumble!

......

"Sect Master!"

On the main peak of the Biyun Sword Sect, Qiu Wanjian held the long sword in his hand and half-knelt on the ground!

Above the shoulder, a piercing wound, flesh and blood rolled, hideous and terrifying!

Moreover, at the place of the wound, the cold and evil aura kept eroding Qiu Wanjian's qi and blood power.

"Jie Ji, Qiu Wanjian, although you are good, you are definitely not the opponent of this seat, and you will not be caught quickly!"

On top of a cupola pillar, a figure shrouded in black mist stood proudly, looking at Qiu Wanjian on the white jade square, and sneered.

"Duan Lingxing!"

A low roar full of anger, accompanied by the sky-piercing sword qi, shot angrily towards the black mist man on the pillar!

"Half-step Martial Sect?"

Slightly stunned, then, Duan Lingxing, who was shrouded in black mist, sneered: "Jian Chen, your talent is too humble, normal cultivation, you don't want to break through to the realm of the Martial Sect for the rest of your life, it is better to join my Holy Palace and ensure that you break through quickly." ”

"Dark Fist!"

Then, Duan Lingxing struck at random, and the black giant fist, dragging the pitch-black tail, directly collided with Jian Chen's sword qi.

Boom!

The terrifying explosion directly uprooted the surrounding trees one after another and shook them into powder!

"Evil obstacles, the sect master thought that you had a ghost, or I tried to protect you, but I didn't expect you to be really a wolf ambition!"

The Great Elder of Sword Dust gritted his teeth, and his eyes were red as he stared at Duan Lingxing, who had become very young.

"Yes. ”

With a grin, Duan Lingxing looked at Jian Chen with interest and said, "So, I can accept your surrender, and in the future, you can follow me." ”

"Fart!"

Jian Chen's anger was furious, his sword aura soared into the sky, and there was a whining buzz in the air, shaking the heavens and the earth!

It can be seen that although this old man's qualifications are mediocre, he has obviously cultivated his sword intent to the realm of perfection!

"Sword dust, retreat. ”

Qiu Wanjian roared in a low voice: "This evil obstacle has devoured the qi and blood of the three Supreme Elders, cultivation. Now in the Triple Realm of the Martial Sect, none of us can contend with it, quickly, gather all the disciples to cast the 'Demon Punishment Sword Array', you preside, fight against this demon!"

"Yes!"

Jian Chen is loyal, he was deceived by Duan Lingxing at the beginning, and helped him grow, although he was extremely remorseful at this time, but he also knew that only by making up for his mistakes could he get rid of this sin!

"All the disciples listen to the order!"

The voice of the Great Elder of Sword Dust, wrapped in sword intent, spread all over the world!

"In!"

"In!"

"In!"

"In!"

........

Thousands of white-clothed disciples, holding three-foot Qingfeng, responded with full of anger.

"Formation, Demon Slayer!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

.......

"Truly, a group of ants, look at this seat, break your bird formation!"

Duan Lingxing was furious and laughed wildly.

......

In the outside world, when Duan Lingxing of the Dark Evil Palace was fighting, inside the underground inheritance palace.

Mu Feng successfully wore five again and passed the fifth palace in one go!

They are: Second House: Fire Sword Palace!

Third house: Ice Sword Palace!

Fourth Palace: Ruijin Sword Palace!

Fifth House: Thick Earth Sword Palace!

Sixth house: Aoki Sword Palace!

At this time, the number of medium-grade spirit crystals in the hands of the young man had already reached 620,000!

"I have mastered the Five Elements Sword Intent, and I feel that my strength has more than doubled!"

Mu Feng was very excited.

Moreover, in his own storage bag, he has a strong spirit stone!

"Storm the realm of martial artists!"

Mu Feng's chest was hot and hot, and his eyes burst out with a strong brilliance!

Finally, it's time to wait!