Continuously refining the Platinum Hundred Refining Pills, Ling Feng had more and more Platinum Essence accumulated in his body.

Zhengde King Kong once said that with the Platinum Hundred Refining Pill and the cultivation of the Platinum King Fist, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

This was something that Ling Feng quickly realized.

The Platinum Hundred Refining Pill is like a guide to help you become enlightened, and the platinum essence in it spreads in your body, and you can immediately sense it when you use the vitality circulating in the Platinum King Fist.

Without much effort, Ling Feng let the Platinum King Fist control the platinum essence in his body, smelt it into platinum vitality, and circulate it in his body.

The repeated cycles allowed Ling Feng to quickly become familiar with the operation method of the Platinum Vitality.

"Platinum Vitality, Condense Armor!"

According to the Platinum King Fist technique, Ling Feng controlled the Platinum Yuan Qi and came out of his body, wanting to condense the armor around his body.

This act was equivalent to creating an armor magic weapon in an instant, just like the black gold king that Hua Ying cast in front of Ling Feng, the powerful black gold vitality gushed out, condensing the black gold armor outside his body.

The other party had cultivated for tens or nearly a hundred years before he could condense the black gold armor.

As soon as Ling Feng cultivated the Platinum King Fist, he wanted to condense the armor outside his body, but he was really a little too anxious.

But he continued to refine the Platinum Hundred Refining Pills, and I have to say that the amount of Platinum Essence emitted from it was very amazing, although it did not allow Ling Feng to condense the armor outside of his body, but he condensed a pair of Platinum Fist Gauntlets.

Ling Feng's hands were the most flexible and powerful parts of his body, and it was only natural that he could condense the platinum armor first.

"What a pair of platinum gloves."

Ling Feng looked at the shining platinum gloves in his hand and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

For an ordinary body refining cultivator, it would take decades or even nearly a hundred years to cultivate a pair of yuan steel fists, but Ling Feng's creation of the platinum fist gloves at this time was only a matter of moments.

The advantages of exercises, elixirs, and strong physique were vividly reflected in Ling Feng's body.

Those body refining cultivators who had worked hard to cultivate the Yuan Steel Fist Gauntlet had a huge gap with Ling Feng, and they couldn't be compared to each other.

Call!

The more Ling Feng looked at the platinum gloves in his hand, the more he liked it, and he suddenly stood up and punched out one punch after another.

Bang, bang, bang......

Every punch out, not only would a strong vortex qi explosion be formed, but in the center of that qi explosion, a wisp of white-gold light would flash, which was the platinum true qi that was naturally formed when Ling Feng punched, and he didn't deliberately condense it at all.

No one would doubt that Ling Feng's Platinum True Qi could directly kill a cultivator who had attained the Great Attainment Realm, and even a master of the Enlightenment Realm would be killed on the spot.

Rumble!

Suddenly, Ling Feng punched the white iron wall, only to hear a loud bang, and a hole several zhang in size appeared in the white iron wall.

The cultivation mansion built by the Vajra Sect for the disciples is made of metal essence, even the cultivation mansion of the disciples on the periphery of Wangjin Peak is also made of white iron essence, which is stronger than ordinary steel, and even the Yuan Gang that the monk has been cultivating for decades, I don't know how many times stronger.

However, he was beaten by Ling Feng's ordinary punch.

It can be seen that the power of this platinum boxing is too strong.

Ling Feng looked at the wall that had been pierced by his punch, and he didn't care at all, he jumped directly into the courtyard of the cultivation mansion.

In the room, the space was so small that he couldn't move at all.

"Second life, independence!"

As soon as Ling Feng arrived in the courtyard, he immediately used the Nine Lives Divine Skill, and saw that above his shoulder, a head had grown alive, followed by two arms.

The new head and arms shook at the same time, and they were torn apart from Ling Feng's body and became independent.

Ling Feng became two separate bodies.

With the support of the powerful vitality, Ling Feng continued to run the Nine Lives Divine Skill, and his second life quickly grew out of his torso, legs, and a carp stood up.

Although Ling Feng's deity and the second life had independent minds, he still had a rather familiar feeling when he looked at the second life face to face with him. It's like looking in a mirror.

Almost what the deity does, what the second life does, although they are two minds, they are controlled by the same mind.

"According to the Nine Lives Divine Skill, if you want the second life to be truly independent, you must stimulate some of its human instincts. The best thing to do is ......"

Ling Feng's mind was jumping with the Nine Lives Divine Skill, and a cold color gradually appeared on his face.

"Xuanbing Sword!"

With a movement of his hand, he released the Xuanbing Sword and threw it directly into the hands of the second life.

Then, Ling Feng took out the Flame Sun Knife again, and as soon as he held it in his hand, he rushed towards the second life.

The way to make the second life independent quickly is to stimulate its instinct for self-preservation, and even to conquer the fighting spirit of others.

Phew!

Ling Feng slashed at the second life, the other party was holding the Xuanbing Sword, only knowing that he imitated it slightly, he raised the sword like a fist and embroidered legs, and before he could even make a movement to resist, he was slashed on the shoulder by Ling Feng himself with the Flame Sun Knife, and a stream of blood flew out like an arrow.

Pain!

The deity slashed his second life with a knife, and Ling Feng himself would be in pain.

Because, whether it is the deity or the second life, it is himself, and he has his mind, and the two are in the same breath, and it is strange that it does not hurt.

"Quack ......"

But Ling Feng didn't care about this pain, as soon as he gritted his teeth, the deity brandished the Flame Sun Knife and slashed at the second life again.

The Flame Sun Knife hit the shoulder of the second life again.

Sneer......

Afterwards, Ling Feng did not slash down again, but the knife rained down, and he launched an almost crazy slash and slaughter on the second life.

The second life was cut down and covered with wounds, and he became a bloody man.

But Siwei still hadn't gained independence, and in the face of Ling Feng's own crazy attack, the second life was still a programmatic imitation.

"If you don't fight back, the mind of the second life can't be independent, and the brain domain will be invisibly restricted, including the Platinum King Fist, no matter what the exercises, can't break through."

Ling Feng said to the second life, as if explaining, and as if threatening.

The next moment, he rushed forward, and the Flame Sun Knife fell again.

The second life felt that a great crisis was coming, and there was some consciousness of resistance, but it still seemed to be impure, containing Ling Feng's own thinking, and the two were fighting against each other.

The consequence of this was a new round of Ling Feng's one-sided slaughtering attack on the second life.

One day, two days, five days......

Time passed quickly, and the fight between Ling Feng's own deity and his second life continued.

Finally, almost twenty days later, the second life began to officially fight back against Ling Feng's own deity.

Cold!

The second life performed the fourth form of the Nine Swords of the Cold Heaven, "The sky is cold and the earth is frozen".

In his body, layers of frost gushed out, attracting cold particles between heaven and earth, condensing and quickly impacting Ling Feng's own figure.

These days, because it was Ling Feng who had been attacking the second life, he had almost completely relaxed his guard against it, and as soon as the other party cast the cold and frozen, he had no defense, and with the sword momentum of the Xuanbing Sword falling, he was frozen in the ice.

"Haha, broken!"

Ling Feng nodded and smiled, knowing that Second Life basically had independent thinking, he smashed the ice cube with one punch and sat directly cross-legged on the ground.

Under Ling Feng's control, Second Life also laughed and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Platinum King Fist!"

"Black Gold King Fist"

The two of them operated the exercises, and they practiced two completely different exercises.

While cultivating, they can also argue and compare with each other.

The Platinum King Fist and the Black Gold King Fist are both core exercises of the King Kong Gate, and there are many similarities between the two.

Ling Feng cultivated at the same time as the deity and the second life, and was able to quickly discover many problems, and the two reminded each other, compared, and even debated, and discussed.

It's like two friends practicing similar exercises, and each other's cultivation can be quickly improved.

"No, the cultivation of the Black Gold King Fist refers to the incomplete exercises in the Yuan Core, which is inherently incomplete, and there is no elixir like the Platinum Hundred Refining Pill, and the progress is too slow."

After a few more days of cultivation, Ling Feng gradually discovered that the Black Gold King Fist could no longer be cultivated, there was almost no progress, and it would be tantamount to a waste of time to continue like this.

He used his second life to practice the Platinum King Fist, while the deity stopped the Black Gold King Fist and began to practice other exercises.

King Kong Thirteen Hands, Qiankun Transformation Dragon Strength, these are all spiritual level exercises, other peripheral disciples can't dream of getting it, Ling Feng has it, so he naturally has to cultivate seriously.

He beat the first eight hands of King Kong's thirteen hands, and felt that there was no sign of a breakthrough for a while, so he immediately turned to cultivate Qiankun and turned dragon strength.

As soon as he ran this skill, Ling Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

He instantly discovered that he had gained a lot of new insights in the cultivation of this gong.

"Qiankun Dragon's Breath!"

Ling Feng summed up his new comprehension, and performed the "Dragon Breath" skill of transforming dragon strength, the fire Jiao in his viscera circled rapidly, and between his mouth, a dragon breath true qi that was ten thousand times thinner than a hair shot out, swaying from side to side, and shooting around Ling Feng's cultivation mansion.

(End of chapter)