"Why do you have this constitution?"

Wang Feng's heart was slightly shocked, and he hurriedly asked.

When it comes to spirits, he is no longer at peace.

"There are positive and negative, there are good, natural and bad, there are people with great luck and people with great bad luck, this is the so-called fairness. ”

The system said lightly.

"How can I save the spirit?"

"I said, Lingling, you ......"

"I'll ask again, how can I save the spirit!"

Wang Feng was stunned word by word.

"Lingling is in the Extreme Ice Dao Sect, it is a high-grade Dao Sect, if you want to save her, you can only let her devour the Great Fortune Dao of the Pride of the Heavens, and this is bound to expose your identity, and the consequences are unimaginable!"

The tone of the system has also changed.

"The most important thing is that if you take her with you, bad luck will continue, and there will be no place for the entire Xuantian Continent. ”

"The Great Luck Dao that devours the pride of the sky?"

Wang Feng's eyes lit up, he didn't listen to the words behind the system at all, or he heard it, and he didn't care.

"Host!"

The system accentuated his tone, completely no longer mechanical, and a white eye stared at Wang Feng tightly.

"You must know that now you are a wanted criminal for the entire immortal world, if they find out that you are in the Xuantian Continent, you will definitely die!"

"But if I don't save Lingling, with her doomed physique, there must be danger, right?"

Wang Feng looked at the system and did not let go.

The system is silent.

"What immortal realm, what Xuantian Continent, how is that, I want to save the spirit, and I must save it, whoever stops me, who dies!"

Wang Feng was stunned word by word. His tone was full of unquestionable, his eyes were calm, and his body was filled with an incomparable atmosphere.

It's like a temperament cultivated by mastering the power of life and death of countless people, which is naturally born from him commanding an army of doppelgangers.

The temperament of the doppelganger.

"Host, you're too persistent, and Lingling has only known you for a month. You also have a lot of responsibilities on you......"

"Okay, this matter has been decided, I will go to save Lingling, it's a big deal to save Lingling, and then flee to the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range. ”

Wang Feng waved his hand and directly interrupted the system's words.

Save the Heavenly Dao Venerable?

Wang Feng's eyes flashed with a strange light.

Raising his hand, he directly threw the sword in the ring into the system space.

"Isn't there a task reward to upgrade the grade of any Xuan Weapon by one level, help me upgrade this Slashing Heavy Sword to a high-grade Xuan Weapon. ”

"Liu Pipa!"

After Wang Feng finished saying this, he called again.

"Childe!"

Liu Pipa stepped forward. Standing in the wind, a light green dress showed her beautiful figure to the fullest, and a pair of watery eyes fell on Wang Feng's body.

"I order you to take three thousand sixth-level clones and loot the medium-grade and above-grade spirit stones of all the cities within a radius of 100,000 miles from the Qingyun Dao Sect. ”

After speaking, he waved his sleeves, and three thousand sixth-level clones were neatly arrayed under him, all of them with the same appearance and indifferent faces.

on their bodies. The coercion of the late stage of Xuankong looms.

"Yes, Childe. ”

Liu Pipa nodded when she heard this. Without further ado, he turned around and led the doppelganger army into the distance.

"Host, the system suggests that you should first hide in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains to strengthen the clone army, if you are entangled in the Xuantian Continent again, it will inevitably attract the attention of the fairy world. ”

Wang Feng watched Liu Pipa's pale green shadow leave, and the sound of the system sounded in his ears. With a bit of dullness.

"I'm going to save the ...... souls"

Wang Feng still spoke lightly, with unquestionable firmness.

"The spirit is a calamity body, a collection of heaven and earth doom, with your current strength, you can't save it at all. Moreover, I have observed that the pattern of the three border cities is faintly shrouded by a huge formation. The technique is from the fairy world. Your appearance has already attracted the attention of the Ancestral Spirit Heavenly Sect, and once known by the Immortal Realm, you will be in a desperate situation!"

The system obviously didn't understand Wang Feng's character, and his voice was high.

"Formation?"

Wang Feng's eyes sank when he heard this, but he still stared at the system for a moment

"I'm going to save Lingling, I promised her!"

The latter sentence was almost uttered by him.

"Host ......"

"System, you also said, you are just a suggestion, since it is a suggestion, then I have the right not to adopt it. The question was thus decided, and there is no need to say more. ”

Wang Feng directly interrupted the system's words, and then said slowly: "Lingling is a calamity body, I can't afford to wait, I have to save her!"

In front of his eyes, there seemed to be Lingling's childish little face, which was filled with happy and undisguised joy.

"Big brother, I knew you would come back to save me. ”

The soft voice kept echoing in his ears, with determination.

After finishing speaking, Wang Feng didn't pay attention to the system's reaction, his mind directly withdrew from the system space, turned around and found a random place among these countless mountains, regarded it as a cave, and began to cultivate.

His cultivation had already broken through the late stage of Xuan Ming and the late stage of body venerability, but he knew that he needed a lot more to save the spirit spirit.

You must know that those heavenly pride who have great luck are undoubtedly not geniuses of various Taoist sects, and asking for their luck first is tantamount to opposing the entire Taoist sect.

What he will face is not the Qingyun Dao Sect, such a low-grade Dao Sect, but all the Dao Sects in the entire Xuantian Continent.

Wang Feng didn't know that after his mind left the system space, the system's huge white pupils blinked, and there was a faint inexplicable meaning in it.

The Rongtian Great Mudra is an exercise that Wang Feng found in the Heaven Killing Scroll after cultivating to break through the body respect, this exercise is not an infinitely powerful mystical technique like the Divine Palm, but an auxiliary exercise.

The mudra is not complicated, but it is not simple to say, there are a total of 360 variations, each of which implies the supreme principle of heaven and earth.

Wang Feng is now in the late stage of Xuanming, his soul has been condensed into a soul baby, and he swept it away at a glance, and immediately memorized the three hundred and sixty kinds of changes in his heart, and even he was confident that he could finish it in one go without hindrance.

Of course, it's just the feeling, the system says. If he wants to fully grasp the mudra, it will take at least ten days. Of course, the system doesn't say anything, and there must be some truth to that.

Sure enough, after the handprint only reached the tenth change, Wang Feng could clearly feel an invisible coercion between heaven and earth, and his hand sank slightly.

This pressure. As the changes go further back, the more noticeable they become.

You must know that he is the body of the late stage of the body, and let such a strong body feel the pressure, and the invisible pressure coming from that space is absolutely huge.

Wang Feng's face was serious, and his hands flew up and down like butterflies. Fingers are hooked or picked, fingers are interlaced or separated, fast or slow. It seems to contain some kind of mysterious rhythm.

Even so, his speed was still very fast, and only phantoms could be faintly seen in the air, but soon, his speed gradually slowed down.

And it slows down at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, like a person running 10,000 meters at a speed of 100 meters, and the further back it goes, the more the speed drops sharply.

Two hundred and thirty-seven!

Jerked. Wang Feng frowned, as if he had encountered a huge barrier in his hand. The misplaced hands were jerked away.

rumble

In the phantom, a strong and tyrannical aura erupted, sweeping away in all directions.

"Town!"

Seeing this, Wang Feng snorted softly, and his right hand that bounced away was clenched weakly, and he grabbed it in front of him.

Crazy spiritual power erupted from his hands. The tyrannical aura was suppressed all at once, and the air slowly calmed down.

"This mudra is not simple!"

Wang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spread out his hands and stared at it for a moment before muttering to himself.

He knows his own strength.

After the tempering of the Blue Lotus Holy Fire. There was a qualitative leap in his entire body, both in strength and coordination.

In this case, he even had the confidence that he could kill a monk in the middle of the Xuan Ming Dynasty with one finger, but under this kind of power, he was still blocked by the inexplicable resistance of the space.

Obviously, this mudra seems to contain some kind of peculiar rhythm, which is repelled by space.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up, he was calm, and his hands danced again.

The shadow of his hand danced, and Wang Feng's body remained as immobile as a mountain, just like last time, the speed of his seal changed from fast to slow, and the further back he went, the slower it became.

Between his hands, a dazzling ball of light slowly expanded between his palms.

It has changed from the size of a sesame seed to the size of a mung bean.

But this time with preparation, the hand shadow broke through all the way to three hundred.

Three hundred and three, three hundred and five!

Wang Feng's hand seemed to be hung with gravity, and he could even clearly feel the muscles on the back of his hand trembling and the green tendons bulging.

rumble

The next moment, his hand trembled, and the light that had just lit up exploded in an instant, scattering in all directions with a destructive force.

This time, Wang Feng did not stretch out his hand to suppress it, and let this force sweep through the entire cave mansion.

burst

It was as if a firecracker had been placed in a piece of cake, and a muffled sound suddenly came from the peak where Wang Feng was located, and it exploded from the halfway point of the mountain.

Countless trees and stones rolled upside down into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, Wang Feng stood in it, letting the broken stones and wood in the sky smash on his spiritual power shield, but it was crushed by the spiritual power, and it fell down with a sprinkling of joy.

Wang Feng didn't move, just stood above the void, his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

I stood like this for a full day.

His eyes opened suddenly, and there was a look of surprise on his face.

"It turned out to be the rhythm!"

After saying that, he didn't care about the remaining hill that was piled up with countless gravel and wood, and just did it cross-legged in the air.

On his hand, the handprint formed again, but compared with the previous time, the handprint was undoubtedly not so fast, and it seemed to be full of rhythm between the pauses.

Not fast, not slow.

At this moment, a wordless sense of strangeness seemed to rise in his body, as if he was incompatible with this heaven and earth, independent and outside of space.

On his hand, the light cluster slowly lit up, dazzling and dazzling, and there was a tyrannical aura in it.

Rongtian Damudra!

However, this time it was still unsuccessful, and when he reached three hundred and thirty-three, his hands were broken apart again, and even his body was hit hard, and he flew out fiercely.

The light exploded again, even more so than the last one. (To be continued......)

PS: Because I often work overtime until eleven o'clock, even if I stay up late, sometimes I can't write much if I am not in a good state, and I still have work during the day, so the update is very unstable. Those who scolded Shang Qian's update, Shang Qian also had nothing to say, but I saw that there was still reader support, seriously, very happy. This book is either of poor quality, or has hard wounds, or has a lot of shortcomings, but Shang Qian can pat his chest and say, this book, I am very attentive, written with heart, and conceived with heart. The reason why it has fallen to this point is only because of the problem of shallow ability. I want to finish this book quietly, not for becoming a god, not for fame, not for money, not for profit, just to complete an obsession in my heart. To paraphrase, I have an obsession that I had a long, long time ago, and now I'm going to finish it, maybe longer, longer than a long, long time......