If you want to become a peerless powerhouse, you have to hover on the edge of life and death countless times, escape from death countless times, and have countless adventures in order to transform and grow a little bit......

Although the idea of thundering was like playing with fire, it still couldn't stop Ling Feng's ambition to become a strong man.

Ling Feng calmed down and began to induce Lei Dan.

The pure thunder power of Lei Dan spread along the surrounding thunder water, and spread in all directions.

At this moment, it is like pouring a bucket of blood into the water as bait to attract the fierce shark of Thunder.

Time passed little by little, and suddenly, a roar filled with a fierce and violent aura shook the heavens and the earth, and the mountains and seas seemed to sweep down from Ling Feng's head, forcing Ling Feng to have a feeling of shaking his heart.

Immediately after that, a huge azure arm, piercing through the clouds and mist, continued to expand in Ling Feng's pupils.

The size of this arm is completely unclear in the overall outline, and the five sharp claws are like five blue pillars that lead to the sky, with an incomparably sharp breath that tears apart all things in heaven and earth, and rolls down against Ling Feng, who is as small as an ant.

On the line between life and death, the seal set by Feng Qingyang has not yet appeared!

Ling Feng broke out in a cold sweat, and under the fierce coercion, his legs instinctively trembled.

If the seal appeared a little later, Ling Feng would really have to go back to his grandmother's house this time and sell salted duck eggs.

At this moment, a colorful divine net suddenly emerged.

In this seven-colored divine net, each network line is as thick as a century-old tree. I don't know what material it is forged, and it's unimaginably strong.

The five pillar-like claws of the thunderbolt were wrapped around the colorful divine net at once, under the force of inertia. The colorful god net is stretched longer and longer, and it is getting thinner and thinner......

Although the colorful god net is more and more thin, it is like a cowhide band, and it has never broken.

Eventually, the claw was entangled in the Colorful Divine Net, its strength was exhausted, and the speed of rolling slowed down. It was only a foot away from Ling Feng's body before it stopped.

Ling Feng pressed down the shock in his heart. Immediately lifted the Five Elements Dementor Coffin and slammed towards the five blue claws.

With a 'boom', the surrounding thunder water surged, and the five nails of the thunder spirit, which were as sharp as blades, were smashed apart by the Five Elements Dementor Coffin, scattering a few palm-sized nail pieces.

Eat under the pain. The thunderbolt rioted wildly, like an angry shark, frantically impacting the colorful divine net.

The color of the colorful god net gradually dimmed.

Ling Feng frowned slightly.

He knew that with the constant struggle of the thunder spirit, the seal that turned into a colorful divine net, the energy dissipated rapidly at this moment, and the lifespan was constantly decreasing.

If this layer of sealing was clear, it could seal the thunder spirit for fifty years before, but now it is only thirty years at most.

This trouble was caused by Ling Feng, so naturally he had to deal with it personally.

In Ling Feng's thoughts. Don't say thirty years, give him five years, at the speed of his cultivation. It is enough to break through the realm of heaven and man and subdue the thunder.

Therefore, Ling Feng did not take the current scene too much to heart.

Picking up a few pieces of blue nails the size of a plate axe, Ling Feng cast a lightning channeling technique to disperse the thunder water around him. The man took a few steps back.

Lei Luo's uncanny arm that runs through the heavens and the earth seems to be exhausted. Retreated.

The blue sea of thunder quietly, quietly.

Ling Feng's heart was relieved, holding Lei Lu's nails, his eyes were full of excitement.

If anyone saw Ling Feng using this method of playing with fire to condense the thunder pattern in the Yuan Dan, they would definitely think that Ling Feng was completely insane.

Because from ancient times to the present, no one in the Tianxuan Continent has ever tried this kind of suicidal cultivation.

Ling Feng put away the Five Elements Soul Coffin, and suddenly his face became a little strange.

Because he found that the Five Elements Dementor Coffin was extremely heavy.

Ling Feng deduced that it should be when the Five Elements Divine Soul Coffin smashed the thunder spirit, absorbing the purest power in the thunder spirit's arm, and began to gradually recover from the trauma, reaching a weight of 500,000 catties, and the grade also soared several grades in a row, reaching the point of a medium-grade Horcrux.

A medium-grade Horcrux, weighing 500,000 catties, is an ordinary Yuan Scholar in the Yuan Realm, and it can't be driven to fight the enemy at all.

Only a pervert like Ling Feng can control it.

Ling Feng couldn't help but smash his mouth, and a funny scene came to mind.

If you casually threw the Five Elements Soul Coffin in your hand towards the place where the crowd was concentrated, it would be enough to smash a large number of martial artists from the ninth layer of the Mortal Realm.

It's just a pity that the weapon spirit of the Five Elements Soul Coffin was injured in the hands of the original owner, and the damage was extremely serious, even if the grade soared to a medium-grade Horcrux, the tool spirit still did not wake up.

If the spirit of the Five Elements Soul Coffin really awakened and was used in Ling Feng's hands, the power would increase by at least several times compared to now, and for Ling Feng, it would be like a tiger with wings.

Ling Feng knew that he couldn't be too greedy, everything had to be done in moderation, and this time he had already gotten enough benefits, which ordinary people might not be able to encounter in their lifetime.

He began to sit cross-legged, his fingers pinching out the spell, and began to refine the few pieces of nails the size of a plate axe that he had obtained from Lei Lu's hand.

The thunder contained in these fingernail pieces is at least a hundred times richer than the thunder water around them.

With Ling Feng's refining, crystals still appeared on the surface of his Lei Dan, and these fine crystals slowly moved along Lei Lei Dan, and every time a crystal appeared, he felt that the Lei Dan in his body contained a trace of more vitality.

The process of refining the Thunder Nail Piece was very slow, because he was in the Thunder Ocean, Ling Feng didn't know how long it had been.

By the time he opened his eyes and let out a long breath, the crystals on the surface of Lei Dan had already formed a complete thunder pattern.

Ling Feng looked inward, feeling the infinite vitality around him, frantically pouring into his body, and that Lei Dan was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the vitality scattered between heaven and earth.

With the appearance of this thunder stripe, his combat power soared to a terrifying state again.

With a powerful Yuan Qi as a support, Ling Feng's moves at least doubled the amount of Yuan Qi contained in his moves compared to before, which was equivalent to saying that the power of his moves had doubled.

Coupled with the milky white liquid, the undefeated body of King Kong, the Ancient Desolate Finger, and various auxiliary means, at this moment, although Ling Feng's cultivation was double in the Juyuan Realm, he could completely kill the Yuan Shi of the fifth layer of the Juyuan Realm.

Although he was able to leapfrog and kill the powerhouses of the three realms, reaching the point of a 'heaven' level genius, Ling Feng was still not satisfied.

Because of the end of the world, Chen Wuxiang's miscellaneous cultivation is at least at the seventh layer of the Juyuan Realm, and it is far from enough to beat them to kneel down and sing about conquest. (