Chapter 671: Metamorphosis 2

Sure enough, as expected, after a faint red light appeared on Wang Feng's body, the small ball hanging above his head also shook rapidly.

The first metamorphosis was also successfully passed.

The pool of blood also began to tumble rapidly like boiling blood, and above Wang Feng's body, some faint yellow light also quickly appeared, like some pale yellow fireflies floating around his body.

Sure enough, it was yellow.

Seeing this scene, I also felt really excited to talk about hatred, there was no way to do it, I watched so much, and finally summed up a rule.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Between Wang Feng's throat, a beast-like roar of pain sounded, his body was also in the torment of essence blood at this moment, as if he was afraid of the town god void tower, all these essence blood did not dare to enter Wang Feng's body, but it was wandering around Wang Feng's body, tearing his **.

After a while, Wang Feng's body was also a little more comfortable, and the yellow glow like fireflies around his body finally gathered into the small ball.

The ball first appeared with a red light, and after the yellow light entered it, it was quickly occupied by yellow.

The second metamorphosis was successful.

"What a powerful fellow!"

Wang Feng's body was also tormented at the moment, and his whole body was sprinted by the essence and blood of those who had their own consciousness, and the Zhenshen Void Tower was not idle, devouring consciousness madly.

After all those essence blood were domesticated, they entered Wang Feng's blood, and fused with Wang Feng's blood, making him feel that his body and strength were growing.

The essence blood was safely put into Wang Feng's body, and then, quickly turning, and Wang Feng's essence blood rounds, in the end, all of them were accepted by Wang Feng's essence blood and became a part of Wang Feng.

The lotus root is broken.

In these blood pools, the blood with independent consciousness is all like a tiger, wanting to devour Wang Feng, and the essence blood in Wang Feng's body is all known, Wang Feng is a real tiger.

However, the essence blood outside still thinks that he is the real tiger.

Pitiful, sad, some emperors who have been dead for millions of years will one day compete for other people's ** in such a tragic way.

"Ahh

Moaning in pain, Wang Feng's body twitched a little, his face was a little red, these essence blood were really moving too fast, he couldn't bear it at all.

He didn't know, above his body, he didn't know when, there was already some green again.

"Is the third metamorphosis coming?"

Looking at Wang Feng's body, some green fluorescence appeared, and it was slightly clear in his heart to talk about hatred, Wang Feng's current strength was already the strength that had reached the peak of Nirvana, and the third transformation was nothing at all.

The fourth metamorphosis also has no special effect.

What he needs to see is what comes after the fourth metamorphosis, and whether it can surpass the seventh metamorphosis.

If he surpassed the seventh transformation, Wang Feng would be able to become a martial artist of the Holy Lord's level with his outstanding talent, and it would be possible to resist the pillars of the human race.

When the time comes, the Holy Lord will be something.

Thinking of this, the heart of the hatred was slightly nervous, and a gloomy look flashed in his eyes, although the Holy Lord did not have the slightest hatred for him, but his brother really did not deserve to die.

The Holy Lord took care of the battle of the Demon Emperor, but he did not find the demons mixed in the human race.

This is not a mistake at all.

He did it on purpose.

The character of talking about hatred is very extreme, once the things he identifies are basically difficult to impress, he thinks so in his heart, and he is not afraid of the killing of those holy lords.

He is also a quasi-saint tattoo master now, even those reincarnation powerhouses who have come must be respectful to him, what is he afraid of.

"Ahh

At this time, Wang Feng let out a painful groan again, and above his body, some blue light appeared, which quickly gathered into the small ball, and this fifth transformation had finally passed.

The five transformations represent the qualifications of Nirvana.

In the upward promotion, with a qualification from his original and an improved qualification, the old man wanted to see how strong and rapid this Wang Feng's own qualifications were.

Six metamorphoses, seven metamorphoses, are not enough to save the world.

"The light of the sixth metamorphosis should be cyan, and the light of the seventh metamorphosis should be black!"

Looking at Wang Feng's appearance, he should have been a little surprised to talk about hatred, he touched his chin, and looked completely thoughtful, but if he looked at this guy from the eyes of others, he would definitely feel that he was going to shrink a lot.

After the fifth transformation, Wang Feng's body fell silent for a while, and the sixth transformation finally arrived.

Around his body, there were some faint fluorescences, but what made Tan Shi's expression alarmed was that these colors were not cyan, but a faint orange-yellow.

A light color of gold.

"What's going on, how can the colors be messed up!"

After seeing this strange scene, the expression of hatred also changed, and he frowned and wondered if he glanced at Wang Feng and Xuechi, and the thoughts in his heart turned rapidly.

Although he has been studying witchcraft for a long time, he doesn't know much about it.

And at this moment, Wang Feng, who was in the pool of blood, was strangely quiet, like a silent god and demon, no longer moaning, no longer struggling, and no longer roaring.

Quietly, he didn't seem to be afraid of the blow that these essence blood would inflict on him some important destruction.

What a weird thing.

"What the hell is going on here!"

pacing back and forth, in the end, no matter how you imagine it, you can't think about it, and you can't understand this weird scene, so terrible and weird.

"Buzz!"

And at this moment, the corner of the eye that talked about hatred also caught something, above Wang Feng's body, those orange and yellow had completely converged with his body.

The color of the beads above his head was brilliant gold.

It's a weird thing, could it be that Wang Feng is a special person, or that he is one of those reincarnated people who have been reincarnated.

"This guy, there must be something strange in his body!"

looked at Wang Feng carefully and solemnly, there must be a reason why the latter is so weird, then there must be a secret in his body that he wants to excavate.

"Let me see what's in your body!"

Approaching Wang Feng's body, his eyes were full of spiritual power, and he looked at Wang Feng's body with hatred, and finally used his spiritual power to scan Wang Feng's body.

Wang Feng, who was looking for that chaotic change, was not aware of this matter at all.

However, the Void Tower of the Suppression of Gods sensed the abnormality of this spiritual power, and hurriedly started to protect Wang Feng's brain by scanning it, and creating an illusory brain scene.

"Well, what's going on, there's nothing unusual about it!"

After carefully talking about it, he found that he couldn't find anything abnormal at all, but Wang Feng had something abnormal.

"Forget it, people, there are always some mistakes, there are some differences between the monkey and the iron man before, it is estimated that everyone has some changes, it is impossible to be exactly the same!"

After thinking about it carefully, Wang Feng's feeling was that he couldn't mention it, and he shook his head when he talked about hatred, feeling irritable for a while, and he didn't want to say more things.

"Well, cyan this time!"

looked at the color of Wang Feng's body, this time the transformation, the light on Wang Feng's body was a strange cyan, it seemed to have returned to normal condition, but it seemed to have come around in a big circle and came back again.

The seventh metamorphosis has arrived.

"Let's see, if we can transform for the eighth time!"

After seeing this, he didn't have any extra thoughts to talk about hatred, looked at Wang Feng, and then looked at Wang Feng's figure intently, the latter was very quiet, and he didn't say anything.

"Forehead ......."

At this time, Wang Feng devoured most of the essence blood, and felt that his whole body was like a burning flame, and he was extremely uncomfortable, like a bloodthirsty devil.

However, a voice in his heart was telling him to persevere.

"It's coming!"

At a certain moment, there was silence, and Wang Feng's body suddenly trembled, and his whole body twitched, and the next moment, a lot of black aura in his body also gushed out and reached the small ball.

The ball grunted and suddenly turned black.

"Black, it's good, the talent of the reincarnation realm, it should be over!"

After seeing this eighth transformation, there was also a touch of joy in his heart that talked about hatred, and the big stone hanging in his heart was finally eliminated.

It's very comfortable.

All this is not over.

When Na Tan Hate was about to leave, Wang Feng's body surged out with dazzling light again, and these lights were extremely holy.

Golden.

"This is ....... golden light, the ninth metamorphosis!"

Looking at the light that appeared again in Wang Feng's body, the eyes that talked about hatred were also stunned, and in the depths of the eyes, a deep surging joy emerged.

Nine metamorphoses.

The realm of legends.

His heart was waiting, and he had become extremely impatient, and he didn't expect that one day, a strong man he grabbed casually would actually have the strength to carry the beam.

He was crazy with the ultimate joy.

It's just too good, it's so good, it's so good.

However, his surprise was not over, and the next moment, a majestic momentum appeared in Wang Feng's body, this momentum was extremely powerful, several times more terrifying than the ordinary Death Realm.

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