?? Under this worship, four of the eight yang souls each burrowed into the bodies of the two of them.

The golden mist above the two of them soared wildly at an unprecedented speed.

Jun Changying, the soul mist is six hundred feet!

Gu Feng, the soul mist is six hundred zhang!

Jun Changying, seven hundred zhang!

Gu Feng, seven hundred zhang!

......

Jun Changying's soul mist was always ahead, but Gu Feng kept chasing after him.

And after surpassing the seven hundred zhang, Jun Changying's soul mist, the speed increase slowed down.

However, the speed at which Gu Feng's soul mist increased did not weaken in the slightest.

"Beyond!"

At this moment, Dugu Mo couldn't help but speak in shock.

Everyone's eyes converged, and they saw that the golden soul mist above Gu Feng's head really directly surpassed the soul mist above Jun Changying's head.

Gu Feng Soul Mist, seven hundred and fifty-six zhang!

At this moment, Jun Changying's soul mist, seven hundred and forty-seven zhang!

"Little junior brother, it's not so easy to beat me today!"

At this moment, Jun Changying burst into applause.

At this moment, the power of his divine soul was running wildly.

I saw that above his head, the soul mist soared again.

That soul mist actually directly surpassed Gu Feng's soul mist, reaching seven hundred and seventy-one zhang!

And it's still soaring.

Gu Feng's soul mist did not stay and was still rising.

Seven hundred and seventy-two!

Seven hundred and seventy-three!

......

Seven hundred and ninety-nine zhang!

In the end, when the soul mist above Jun Changying's head soared to seven hundred and ninety-nine zhang, the soul mist finally could not rise again.

In Jun Changying's hand, the seventh soul incense did not condense.

"Look, Lord Lin Feng's soul mist ......"

At this moment, I don't know who exclaimed.

Everyone's eyes converged, and everyone's eyes fell on the top of Gu Feng's head, only to see that the soul mist above his head had not stopped.

Seven hundred and seventy zhang!

Seven hundred and eighty zhang!

......

Seven hundred and ninety-nine zhang!

Everyone's eyes changed drastically, and now Gu Feng's soul mist had reached the same height as Jun Changying.

Everyone present was shocked to the extreme.

Everyone knew that Lin Feng's divine soul had been injured in his early years, and now even if he was better, his divine soul should be far inferior to other peak masters, and today, he was able to reach a height with the sect master, the fourth-step powerhouse Jun Changying, which made everyone unimaginable.

Also at this moment.

Eight hundred zhang!

The golden mist actually reached 800 zhang.

surpassed, which also means that Lin Feng's divine soul qualifications surpassed Jun Changying.

Everyone looked at this scene and felt a little unreal.

The disciples of the seventh peak were all a little excited and crazy.

And at this moment, the golden fog has not stopped.

Continue to underpinch.

In the end, the golden mist reached 861 zhang!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Gu Feng's body, now that Gu Feng had defeated Jun Changying, and if he could condense the seventh soul incense in his hand, then it meant that he could perform the eighth worship!

The seventh soul incense condensed out!

"Little junior brother, I'm defeated......"

Seeing this scene, Jun Changying sighed, and the whole person was a little lost.

Gu Feng opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Senior brother, this is just a test of the divine soul qualification, it has nothing to do with cultivation, you have already stepped into the fourth step, junior brother, I am far from it!"

"Hehe, junior brother, don't be modest, with the divine soul qualifications you are showing now, it is a matter of time before you enter the fourth step, I didn't expect you to be immortal, and now you get such a creation!"

Jun Changying finally sighed.

Gu Feng didn't say anything more.

At this moment, the Sorrowful Ancestor spoke: "Go on!"

Her gaze fell on Gu Feng's body, and no one knew what she was thinking.

At this moment, everyone's eyes converged on Gu Feng's body.

Eighth worship!

This was the first time in the history of the Heavenly Soul Sect.

At this moment, Suo Ancestor said to the Fog Ancestor on the side: "Hehe, junior brother, guess this kid can successfully worship the eighth and condense the eighth soul incense!"

Fog Ancestor spoke: "Now that he is alone, those eight yang souls will enter his body together, his body can't withstand that violent power at all, he will definitely not be able to succeed!"

"He'll make it!"

And at this moment, the Sorrowful Old Ancestor's gaze fell on Gu Feng's body and spoke flatly.

The eyes of the Fog Ancestor and the Lock Ancestor changed, and neither of them spoke.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Gu Feng's body.

The eighth prayer, unprecedented, will he succeed?

Gu Feng looked at the statue and whispered in his heart: "Although I am not Lin Feng, since I have replaced him now, I will also respect you, if there is no you, there will be no Heavenly Soul Sect!"

Immediately, Gu Feng bowed to him.

At this moment, the soul mist actually soared again.

Eight hundred and sixty-one zhang!

Eight hundred and sixty-two zhang!

......

Nine hundred and twenty-one zhang!

However, in the stunned gaze of everyone, the eighth soul incense condensed out.

Dugu Mo's color was already extremely pale, if it was only a crack in his martial arts heart before, at this moment, it was like a heavy hammer smashed on his heart.

"It turns out that his divine soul qualifications have already surpassed my ......"

Jun Changying couldn't help but smile bitterly, at this moment he realized that he still underestimated himself as a junior brother.

"Lord Lin Feng's eighth bow has been successful!"

"In this way, Lord Lin Feng can bow for the ninth!"

"This is unimaginable, it is rumored that the Fog Ancestor and the Lock Ancestor could only reach the eighth worship back then, and neither of them condensed the eighth soul incense!"

"It is rumored that now my entire Heavenly Soul Sect is up and down, and only the Sorrowful Ancestor has performed the ninth worship back then!"

"Under the ninth worship, the golden mist rises nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang!"

"It is rumored that after that time, under the retreat of the Sorrowful Ancestor, he finally comprehended the Great Dao and entered the Tianyang Realm!"

......

For a while, everyone spoke one after another.

Fog Ancestor and Suo Ancestor couldn't help but smile bitterly, Gu Feng's qualifications above the Divine Soul had surpassed the two of them.

Ninth worship!

Gu Feng bowed down again.

This time, the eight yang souls seemed to be furious, and after pouring into Gu Feng's body, they frantically impacted Gu Feng's body.

Gu Feng only felt that his body was about to explode.

This terrifying power of yang gang is not at all something that ordinary people can bear.

The golden mist soars wildly!

Soon it reached 900 zhang, but it still had no intention of staying.

"Ahh

At this moment, a painful roar erupted from Gu Feng's mouth.

I saw that the golden mist finally reached a height of 999 zhang.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang, the same height as the sad ancestor!

This is the same divine soul qualification as the Sorrowful Ancestor!

There was a roar in everyone's minds, and everyone couldn't imagine that at the beginning, the most unoptimistic thing was this Lin Feng Lord whose soul had been damaged, and now all this was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

And the next moment, a scene that shocked everyone appeared.

I saw that in Gu Feng's hand, the ninth soul incense was actually condensed!

This...... Is there still a tenth prayer?