Between his hands, a fist-sized ball of light emitted a blinding light that made people dare not look directly.

If you can look intently, you will find that it is not a group of light, but a series of handprints, intertwined and dense.

The fingers are stretched or bent, the palms are flat or vertical, and each posture is extremely strange, but there is a certain peculiarity. Hundreds of handprints are mixed together, which gives people a strange mess, and when you look at it, you can feel that the qi and blood are flowing backwards, and your chest is troubled.

It's like a clueless ball of thread.

Today is the ninth day of Wang Feng's participation in the Great Hand of Rongtian.

In these nine days, he didn't know how many times he had failed, how many mountains he had blown up, and the radius of three hundred miles had almost been destroyed by him.

Behind the Rongtian Great Mudra crossed the road, the more terrifying the power of the light cluster superimposed by the handprint became, and even Wang Feng's body in the later stage of the body was a little unbearable, so he had to avoid it.

This kind of power is absolutely terrifying, and Wang Feng even has the idea of using this handprint as a means of attack in his heart.

If this trend continues, a complete version of the Rongtian Great Mudra can even be blown up alive and alive in the Xuantian Period.

Of course, this kind of thinking Wang Feng is just thinking about it, not to mention that even he can't control this handprint well, just saying that it is difficult to hit a Xuantian stage.

No Xuantian period will stand there and let you blow up, even if you blow it up, blow up the Xuantian period, Wang Feng himself will not be able to run far, and he will end up with the same fate.

Three hundred fifty-three, three hundred fifty-four......

The green tendons on Wang Feng's arm burst out, and his index finger moved slowly, forming one handprint after another.

The handprint was repelled by heaven and earth, and the powerful pressure was no longer limited to Wang Feng's fingers, but bombarded Wang Feng's whole body from all directions.

The space within a radius of ten meters around him had been completely distorted. Wang Feng's already tattered white robe had already turned into powder under this pressure, and his exposed skin was a perfect bronzer.

With well-proportioned muscles bulging, Wang Feng's body is like a perfect work of art.

Three hundred and fifty-five, three hundred fifty-six!

Wang Feng's eyes were closed, and the movements in his hands did not stop at all.

There are a total of 360 Rongtian mudras, and a complete set of knots cannot be fast. It can't be slow, it must be finished in the same rhythm.

This is the experience that Wang Feng has been exploring for ten days.

Three hundred and fifty-seven, three hundred fifty-eight!

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After forming these two handprints, Wang Feng's back collapsed suddenly, and several white bones rolled out at once, with scarlet blood and flesh buds, and were hideously exposed to the air.

Blood gushed out like a pillar, only to be torn apart by the powerful pressure in the air. Turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Under the tremendous pressure of the void, even Wang Feng's body in the late stage could not support it, as if the mortal body of the flesh began to crack.

The intense pain swept into Wang Feng's mind like a tide, making him frown. It made him feel as if he had returned to the pain that came from his mortal body.

However, he only frowned slightly, but the movements of his hands were not slow.

Three hundred and fifty-nine!

Three hundred and sixty!

With the formation of the last handprint, the light cluster in his palm was blazing for a moment, and an aura full of destructive power emanated from the light cluster.

After doing this, Wang Feng bit the tip of his tongue. He opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, which fell on the ball of light.

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The ball of light was stained with Wang Feng's essence blood. In an instant, the blood was red, reflecting the handprints inside, lit up one after another, looking like the hand shadow came to life, repeating Wang Feng's previous actions.

Finally, after going through all the movements. The color of blood just dimmed, not only the color of blood, but even the dazzling light on the body of the light group slowly dimmed, turning into a hand shadow floating in front of Wang Feng, and then swallowed by him in one gulp. Stored in the dantian, around the Xuan Infant dripping around.

And at this moment, whether it is in the system space or outside with Liu Pipa, all the doppelgangers are shocked, and the color is more condensed.

In the dantian of the doppelganger, a phantom of a handprint faintly appeared, which was the Rongtian Great Handprint that Wang Feng had just formed.

At this point, Wang Feng's Rongtian mudra was formed.

As soon as his mind moved, two level 8 clones immediately appeared in front of him.

Eighth-level clone, late stage of Xuanming!

After possessing the Rongtian handprint, the clone didn't look much different from before, but only Wang Feng could feel that his connection with the clone was closer again.

If he only had a trace of connection with the clone before, then now Wang Feng can completely manipulate the clone, what his mind points to, and what the clone moves, instead of the way before, just simply completing his instructions.

Most importantly, he could feel that the body of the clone was not the same as before, the previous body was like two pieces of cloth, but now it was like two bowls of water, which could be blended together at any time.

Of course, what reassures Wang Feng the most is the control of the clone, and the feeling of being like an arm commanding him makes him feel that the clone belongs to him.

Wang Feng doesn't like the kind of clone that is not completely under his control, and no one likes the feeling of not being able to control it.

"Rongtian Damudra?"

Wang Feng's long hair fell on his shoulders, and he calmly looked at the two eighth-level clones in front of him, with a smile on his face.

Raising his right hand lightly, Wang Feng's five fingers were stretched, and the two doppelgangers were held remotely, and in his dantian, the Rongtian big mudra suddenly flashed with a dazzling light.

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The two clones faced Wang Feng, their bodies shook like water waves, and then leaned on each other, colliding together at once, and the two became one.

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Almost at the moment when the two clones fused together, with the clones as the center, a strong wind with a strong coercion burst out in all directions, swinging Wang Feng's long hair covering his forehead.

"Xuantian Period!"

Wang Feng's calm eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam.

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Three days later, Liu Pipa returned with three thousand sixth-level clones, not because she had plundered the entire city within a radius of 100,000 li, but because of Wang Feng's summons.

There is a connection between Wang Feng and the killer, and simple orders can be conveyed within a certain distance, and if it is far away, there can only be a sense of nothingness. Know the other person's direction.

And this distance is still increasing with the improvement of cultivation, with Wang Feng's current strength, 100,000 miles is not a problem.

The reason why Wang Feng recalled Liu Pipa was simple, he had no time.

Instead of spending time plundering these cities, it is better to go directly to plunder the Dao Sect and rob ten poor people. It's better to grab a rich man.

Moreover, Wang Feng still has to save Lingling, and if he wants to find the Extreme Ice Dao Sect, he also has to seize the Atmospheric Fortune.

It was a road full of plunder and battle, and Wang Feng was destined to be the enemy of the entire continent, and he didn't have that much time to delay.

Facts have proved that Wang Feng's decision is also correct.

In these ten days, Liu Pipa plundered thirty-seven cities, with a total of 700,000 medium-grade spirit stones and 50,000 high-grade spirit stones. The best spirit stone zero.

It was only in the past ten days of plundering that Wang Feng had added seven hundred and six-level clones, and five eighth-level clones were just five.

Turning his hand and turning all the spirit stones into clones, Wang Feng and Liu Pipa stood side by side.

"Childe, what are we going to do next?"

Liu Pipa asked softly.

"Go to the Ice Dao Sect!"

Wang Feng's body had changed into a white robe, and the hem of his clothes was hunting in the wind.

"Hmm"

Liu Pipa nodded slightly.

She has always been unconditionally obedient to Wang Feng's words.

Looking back at the Qingyun Dao Sect that had forgotten to look at the mess under him, Wang Feng took a deep breath.

Originally, he had planned to go to the so-called Soul Refining Peak to see what was so peculiar about the Soul Refining Illusion Realm, but the Soul Refining Peak was completely blown up and razed to the ground during his cultivation.

"Let's go!"

Wang Feng said. Immediately, he turned into a streamer and shot out towards the north.

Liu Pipa pursed her lips and looked at Wang Feng's back. There was a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and he followed.

In Qingleizi's storage ring, Wang Feng found a map, and it was this map that gave Wang Feng a general understanding of the entire Xuantian Continent.

The entire Xuantian Continent is divided into four directions: southeast, south, northwest, and his current position is in the extreme south.

Strictly speaking, it is counted as three days and five paths. The scope of the Immortal Refining Sect in the Five Realms.

As a high-grade Dao sect, the Immortal Refining Weapon Sect is entrenched in the south of the Xuantian Continent, occupying a radius of 80 million miles.

Below the Immortal Refining Instrument Sect, there are branches of the Casting Dao Sect, and there are medium Dao Sects. There are inferior Dao sects, distributed in this range of 80 million miles.

Of course, this does not mean that there are no other Dao sects in the entire scope of the Immortal Refining Instrument Sect. For some medium Dao sects and inferior Dao sects, the Immortal Refining Instrument Sect is not prohibited.

Not only the Immortal Refining Instrument Sect, but all the high-grade Dao Sects were allowed to have other low-level Dao Sects to set up their own mountain gates.

Of course, this is only for low-level Dao Sects, just like if there are inferior Dao Sects within the allowable range of a Middle Dao Sect, but there will never be other Middle Dao Sects under its jurisdiction.

One mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, and the same is true for the Superior Dao Sects, although there are not many Superior Dao Sects in the entire Xuantian Continent, there are not only five Superior Dao Sects.

However, all the Superior Dao Sects will have their own sphere of influence, and they will never go beyond the other Superior Dao Sects by half a step.

However, the branches of these Superior Dao Sects can be opened within the sphere of influence of other Dao Sects, just like within the scope of the Immortal Refining Instrument Sect, there can be a subordinate Dao Sect of the Superior Dao Sect Unbounded Array Sect, and there will also be the existence of the Casting Dao Sect within the same Unbounded Array Sect.

In addition to this, there are some other small Taoist sects that do not interfere with each other.

According to the map, there are four inferior Dao sects on the east, west, and north sides of the Qingyun Dao Sect.

Casting Dao Sect, Zelin Dao Sect, Cold Ice Dao Sect, Thousand Wood Dao Sect.

Among them, the Casting Dao Sect and the Cold Ice Dao Sect are in the north, the Zelin Dao Sect is in the west, and the Thousand Wood Dao Sect is in the east.

They all belong to the Immortal Refining Instrument Sect, a subordinate middle Dao Sect called the Refining Weapon Dao Sect, and above the Refining Weapon Dao Sect, they are the Immortal Refining Instrument Sect.

Wang Feng's goal is very simple and clear, to attack the Cold Ice Dao Sect! (To be continued......)