Thinking of this, Ling Feng suddenly shook his head again, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw in a desperate situation.

His current body is half-human, half-demon, half-underworld, and does not belong to any race.

Is it possible to subdue this demonic dragon vein, directly absorb energy without refining it by any means, and forcibly improve its cultivation?

After all, the refining process is very complicated, and with the help of various special instruments, it is undoubtedly difficult for Ling Feng to cook without rice.

Of course, the energy contained in a demon dragon vein could not support Ling Feng to step from the Fifth Heaven of Creation to the Sixth Heaven.

However, Ling Feng was very sure that there must be other demonic dragon veins in this vast Fallen Spirit Realm.

Because this Fallen Spirit Realm was naturally formed, the majestic demonic qi was enough to make many demonic dragon veins form.

Also, if it is forcibly smelted and the majestic demonic qi is integrated into his inner world, what kind of scene will it be?

At that time, because the world fused Confucianism and Taoism, it got the magic power of time standstill, what if it fused the Demon Dao?

Will there be a new world supernatural power?

Thinking of this, Ling Feng's eyes revealed an excited luster

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Although he was clearly aware that forcibly fusing the demon dragon vein was very risky, and the bloody aura contained in the demonic qi would make him lose his mind, and he might even be killed directly, but after this terrible thought appeared in his mind, he couldn't get rid of it.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, ruthless in his heart.

In the Fallen Demon Domain, with the continuous search of the enemy, Bei Ying Yu and Zhou Qiumin will definitely fall into their hands. When the time comes, will you watch them fall?

For himself, North Hades. Zhou Qiumin, you have to fight.

Brush Brush Brush –

Just after Ling Feng made up his mind, many powerful people who had entered the Fallen Demon Domain also discovered the abnormality in this place, and they outflanked him in groups.

Naturally, hundreds of people from the demon clan also discovered the unexpected visitor.

The demons and the human race have been antagonistic since ancient times, and the two sides did not have any communication, so they immediately handed over.

Ling Feng was still hiding to the side and watching the battle.

The scene of swords, swords, and shadows.

The number of Heavenly Demon Clans was in the hundreds, and the number of disciples of the forces gathered was still very small at the beginning. Completely downwind, slowly. As the fierce battle continued, the surrounding forces grew in number.

Going forward one after another, the hundreds of powerhouses of the Heavenly Demon Clan suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining dozen or so powerhouses at the level of demon generals who took the lead saw that the disadvantage was irreparable. turned into a rolling demonic qi and fled.

The many powerhouses present did not chase after them, but locked their greedy gazes on the dying demon dragon vein.

The enemy has been slain, and the problem arises again.

There is only one demon dragon vein trapped in the scene by iron chains, who does it belong to?

After a moment of discussion, the Terran forces began to fight again.

After all, the value of the Demon Dragon Vein is immeasurable, and after refining, it can not only improve cultivation, but also be used in alchemy. refining tools and so on.

Just when the two sides were in full swing, Ling Feng pinched the timing and turned into a streamer and burst away.

He slammed his palm. Aiming at the Demon Dragon Vein and grabbing it horizontally, the hundreds of iron chains that trapped it 'rattled' and broke into countless pieces, and under the powerful pulling force, the Demon Dragon Vein shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye and fell into Ling Feng's hands.

The powerhouses of all forces naturally discovered Ling Feng who was killed on the sideways. They all stopped fighting and headed towards Ling Feng.

A pair of golden wings suddenly appeared on Ling Feng's back. Like a light butterfly in the crowd, it disappeared into the billowing magic fog in an instant.

The strong men of all the forces on the scene scolded and followed.

Ling Feng flew for dozens of miles in one go, feeling that he had thrown off all the pursuers, and then he fell down.

He pondered one side, for the sake of conservatism, and planned to find another demon dragon vein along the way, and try to break through in one go.

After all, there were close to five thousand human races and unknown demon powerhouses distributed on the land of this fallen spirit realm, and if Ling Feng was too late, it was very likely that the nearby demon dragon veins would have finished scavenging these forces

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Thinking of this, Ling Feng extended his divine sense to the limit, like a ghost in the dark night, constantly searching for traces of the underground demon dragon veins.

Along the way, Ling Feng also discovered the spars and materials that were born in the ordinary demon dragon veins and various heaven and earth by many powerful people......

Among them, there are several waves of prison blood and the strong people of the Louvre.

Now is not the time to be hard-hitting, Ling Feng deliberately dodged it by taking advantage of the subtlety of his body.

The hard work paid off, and after a few hours, because of the super strength of his perception, Ling Feng finally discovered the breath of a demon dragon vein in the center of the earth.

This dragon vein is only one step away from transforming and soaring into the universe.

Ling Feng looked around and found that there was no figure around, so he immediately stomped his legs on the ground.

The Ordinary Creation Fivefold Heavenly Venerable kicked with all his might, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as shaking the earth and shaking the mountain, not to mention that Ling Feng's physical body was metamorphosed to the limit?

Under this stampe, the ground immediately collapsed, and a huge hole dozens of feet deep was sunken.

Ling Feng didn't stop, and stepped out dozens of big pits in one go.

The structure of the center of the earth was constantly squeezed by Ling Feng, and the hidden demon dragon veins in the underground naturally had no room to survive, and shot out from the center of the earth like an earthworm exploring the earth.

The size of this dragon vein was undoubtedly nothing compared to the one that Ling Feng had just surrendered.

Ling Feng was already ready to attack, and the moment the Demon Dragon Vein shot out of the mud layer, his hands swelled wildly, swept over, and took it into his hand in one fell swoop.

After succeeding, Ling Feng found that there were dozens of powerful aura around him, and then he quickly approached, and he didn't stop for a moment, turning into a rolling blood crystal, and fled.

Rushing out of dozens of kilometers in one breath, Ling Feng stopped his body.

With a sweep of his gaze, Ling Feng swept towards a cliff wall erected a hundred zhang away, hidden behind it so that he could sit down cross-legged and quickly pinch the magic technique with both hands.

He planned to refine the smaller demon dragon vein first and try the reaction in his body.

That small demon dragon vein was imprisoned by a mysterious force, suspended in front of Ling Feng's eyes, because of the shrinkage of his body, under the oppression, it exuded incomparably pure energy fluctuations.

Ling Feng's ten fingers kept changing, and the squeaky sound of the squeezed demon dragon vein made a very painful sound, and then streams of pure demonic qi were absorbed into Ling Feng's body through his nose and pores.

The demonic qi circulated in the internal organs and meridians, and whenever it flowed to one side, the organs and even the blood in Ling Feng's body mutated little by little, gradually turning black.

At the same time, his stagnant aura skyrocketed rapidly, and his cultivation quickly approached the Creation Sixth Heaven.

The majestic demonic qi purified every corner of the body again and again, as if it was smeared with a thick layer of black paint, revealing a strong sense of strength......

In the end, this tragic demon dragon vein was refined by Ling Feng, allowing his cultivation to reach the point of the late stage of the Creation Five Heavens.

(To be continued)