It is easy to condense the soul, but it is difficult to condense the six lines, it is easy to condense a spirit pattern to get a glimpse of the doorway, and it is difficult to condense the six spirit patterns to officially step into the ranks of the martial artists, and now Ye Feng is at this most critical level.

If this step is broken through, before entering the fourth layer of the Soul Void Realm, the cultivators of the martial artist's cultivation will be leveled, and the blood soul power will steadily increase, and they can use many means to improve wildly.

The Soul Condensation Realm is divided into eleven layers, the first three layers are the initial stage, each layer needs to add three more souls than the previous layer, and the fourth layer of the Condensation Realm is the starting point of the middle stage of the Soul Condensation Realm, if you want to upgrade from the third layer of the Soul Condensation Realm to the fourth layer, you need to refine the nine spirit patterns to twenty.

In other words, once Ye Feng raised the number of spirit patterns on his body from five to six, and entered the realm of the second layer of the Soul Condensing Realm, even if he didn't deliberately cultivate, the number of spirit patterns would increase steadily, and it would not be until the nineteen spirit patterns stepped into twenty that he would encounter the barrier again.

The difference between the power of the five spirit patterns and the nineteen is self-evident! There are many people in the younger generation of the Lin family who have successfully condensed their souls, but there are very few who can condense six spirit patterns before the age of fifteen, and every one more such martial artist can make the Ye family add a little help in the competition of the three major families in Zhulin Town!

This does not include the powerful spells that can be cultivated at the second level of the Soul Condensing Realm, and a martial artist of the Soul Condensing Realm can rely on the spell to single-handedly take on three or five first-level martial artists of the Soul Condensing Realm.

"Ahh

If someone entered the fire cave at this time, they would be shocked to find that Ye Feng's clothes had disappeared in the scorching heat, and the invisible pressure in the void continued to tear, causing Ye Feng's body to begin to crack.

But under the tortoise-like cracked flesh, there were five spirit patterns like five huge balls, encircling in a circle, firmly guarding Ye Feng's body, struggling to resist this unprecedented tearing force, so that Ye Feng's body was saved from collapse.

And in this huge circle, there is also a hideous silver dragon looming, at first it was still a blur, as time passed, when the silver light covered almost the entire fire cave, a hazy and illusory figure slowly appeared in the air.

The phantom looked disdainful at first, his eyes were facing the sky, obviously feeling that it was nothing for a mere martial artist to break through to six spirit lines, but when the phantom inadvertently fell on the silver dragon on Ye Feng's back, his gaze became very exciting.

"It turned out to be ...... Qinglong!Qinglong!" As if he had seen something shocking in the world, the phantom was messy, as if it could dissipate at any time, like crazy, his cloudy old eyes were full of essence, staring at the silver dragon blood soul, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Roar –

A roar, like the chant of the Nine Heavens Dragon, burst out from between the bones in Ye Feng's body, condensing the sixth spirit pattern and finally reaching the most critical moment, and at this moment, Ye Feng's body was shattered, almost on the verge of collapse.

It was a pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, if it weren't for Ye Feng's extraordinary mind and extraordinary perseverance, even if he was replaced by the fourth layer of the Soul Condensing Realm, and twenty-three spirit patterns Ye Feng's friend Ye Chen were condensed in his body, I am afraid that at this moment, his body would have completely collapsed, and the primordial spirit would have been destroyed.

"Am I going to die?"

"Warrior, soul. Only with a martial soul can you enter the ranks of cultivators......"

"If you can't condense the six spirit patterns and get a first glimpse of the doorway and cultivate the magic, this list of martial artists will be unknown to everyone for the rest of their lives......"

His consciousness became more and more blurred, Ye Feng felt that he almost wanted to faint, and under the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, various memories of the past fourteen years continued to emerge in his mind.

Among them, there is the ridicule of the clansmen who can't wake up the blood soul and enter the soul condensing realm, and there is also the encouragement and expectation of his father as the patriarch under pressure, and his friend Ye Chen who collected the blood of the white deer for himself and almost died when he encountered the demonic beast.

"In the past 14 years, my father has bathed me in ambergris every day in order to condense my martial soul, and I have also had my accumulation in the blood soul awakening ceremony, if I die like this today, I will not live up to my father's expectations for many years, and let my father bear the cynicism of the clansmen and the two major families of the clan and the forest!"

"I am not willing to be humiliated by my father!"

"I am unwilling to be unrewarded, and I have not yet seen the flying sky, so I will return to dust and dust, and completely become a handful of loess!"

"I'm unwilling! I'm not willing!"

"Ahh

Roaring, this is the anger of being unkind to heaven and earth, treating all things as dogs, feeling that the body is about to completely collapse, Ye Feng stomped his feet suddenly, and the silver light on his body stopped abruptly, as if he had been cast by a powerful cultivator to cast a spell to stand still in time, it stopped spreading continuously, and the light was as still as if it were substance, and there was a quiet area around him, only the wind was blowing, and the sound of crackling fire.

One of the origins of all things, the ancestor of all things, the most tyrannical force in the five elements of heaven and earth, at this moment, Ye Feng closed his eyes slightly, and the willow leaf birthmark that had disappeared for two months on his neck resurfaced.

"With this weak body, it is ...... to be able to make the Creation Jade Butterfly, one of the three major desolate ancient artifacts, automatically protect the master?" This astonishing scene made the floating phantom tremble, and he almost screamed in shock, looking at Ye Feng's gaze with a solemn look.

As the instrument spirit of the Creation Jade Butterfly, its practitioner still exists inside the Creation Jade Butterfly, wandering around Ye Feng's phantom, and the only walker uses the tyrannical fire power of the fire cave supplemented by the faint afterimage of the condensation of blood veins, that's all.

But Rao is like this, even if the phantom only has one-ten-thousandth of the strength of the walker in his heyday, it still has the absolute strength to easily defeat the mid-stage cultivator of the Condensing Soul Realm, and with the massive experience accumulated by the walker over the endless years, it is more than enough to help Ye Feng advance.

But the way of cultivation is to go against the sky, temper the body, condense the bloodline, wash the ** mortal womb, and finally fly to the sky and the earth, and reach the transcendent sainthood without the other side, if the condensation of a mere spiritual pattern Ye Feng needs the walker to take action in person, then in the future, Ye Feng wants to portray the divine soldier, and the difficulties encountered in jumping into the soul realm are far more than a hundred thousand times greater than now, and reconcile?

What's more, for the three major families of Ye Zhulin in Zhulin Town, the Soul Void Realm is already the end of cultivation, and the masters who have reached the pinnacle, but for the practitioners, there is only a Soul Void Realm, and the threshold of cultivation has not been stepped into.

Above the soul void, there is a high realm, and above this high realm, there is also a higher realm, one heavy and one heavy, layer upon layer, every breakthrough has incredible power, if Ye Feng can't step on the first threshold today, how can he let the Jade Butterfly of Creation completely recognize the master, and how can he let the walker do his best to assist?

"Ye Feng, you are the last chance and the only hope for the old man to sleep in the endless years of this era, I hope you ...... Don't let the old man down!" The walker sighed slightly, and finally gave up his plan to help.

The thoughts of the walker, Ye Feng naturally had no way of knowing, Ye Feng was in a very mysterious state at this moment, although there were still five spirit patterns in his body, and the sixth spirit pattern was still not condensed, but Ye Feng felt as if he had incarnated into a flame, and had established an extremely subtle relationship with the entire fire cave.

Fire is invisible, ethereal, floating, and can be reborn even after thousands of calamities, and the ubiquitous tearing power of the void is so pale and ridiculous to the fire.

When he felt that he had turned into fire, he only heard a boom, like thunder in the sky, Ye Feng turned into a fiery dragon, silver-white flames, a combination of cold and scorching contradictions, the coercion in the air was gone, and the whole body no longer sting, but was replaced by an endless comfort.

"With the creation of the jade butterfly as the furnace, and the incredible wafer of heaven and earth as a flame, this kid can actually complete the alchemy that the great master of the condensing mirror can't complete with the body of just one layer of the soul condensing realm, this ...... How powerful is this kid's soul power!"

Seeing that the injuries of Ye Feng's limbs and bones were recovering at an astonishing speed, the ubiquitous flame power of the fire cave was frantically converging on Ye Feng's body, the more the walker looked at it, the more frightened he became, the more shocked he became, and the gaze that looked at Ye Feng was no longer the contempt of an ant, just like looking at the eternal era, a certain super power that stomped and stomped and trembled, full of awe and shock.

"The old man can only follow one master in each era with the creation of the jade butterfly, and in the endless era, there are countless geniuses and brilliant people who follow the vast stars, and there are many of them that are super powerful in the infinite area, but no one can make the creation of the jade butterfly take the initiative to recognize the master, and he does not hesitate to take the risk of not healing the injury to automatically protect the master, could it be that this is the sky has eyes, the pig's head! Could it be that this is your old arrangement?"

"You pig's head, you old man!"

"The old man is not convinced!"

"Roar!"

At this moment, the walker looked like crazy, as if he was stimulated by Ye Feng's exaggerated and unpredictable progress process of breaking through the Condensing Void Mirror from the Soul Condensing Realm, looking up to the sky and roaring, his heart trembled, and even the phantom that had finally condensed outside burst and turned into a little silver mang, flowing like a trickle, slowly submerging into Ye Feng's body.

With the entry of these silver rays, the willow leaf birthmark on Ye Feng's neck suddenly shone brightly, just wrapping Ye Feng, in the middle of the five spirit lines, a silver dragon continued to condense, and a vertical and horizontal forest mang suddenly projected out of the closed eyes, causing ten thousand fires to tremble, as if the courtiers met a king and bowed and worshipped, and the atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

Fortunately, this forest mang disappeared in a flash, the silver dragon slowly closed his eyes, and the bright light on Ye Feng's body began to slowly dissipate until it was gone.

But at the moment when all the abnormal sounds dissipated, Ye Feng's body began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Boom –

Six Spirit Lines!

Boom –

Seven Spirit Stripes!

Boom Boom –

Eight Spirit Lines!

The number of spirit patterns, like a river opening the floodgates, soared wildly in an instant! Even the walkers who had seen people had their faces turned up very often!

It's a good show, and this is just happening!