Chapter Ninety-Three: Clearly Distinguishing Ma Feiyun Ecstasy Warrior Felder

"The composition, the structure of the aura. That's right, that's it!"

Ma Feiyun was suddenly overjoyed, and his body involuntarily took a few steps forward, and he already saw something.

"Spells are bursts of one's own power, condensing the power in one's body. The so-called cultivation method and secret method, there must be a surname is the truth, the cultivation of the Taiyi Divine Decision, the formation of the Golden Crow power, but unfortunately my current cultivation is still a little shallow, otherwise, you can better study the mystery. The cultivation of spiritual power is to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for one's own use, that is, one's own energy, which is somewhat similar to chakra, and the cultivation is not so harmful to one's own body. However, the use of chakra, if you guess correctly, should also use the aura of heaven and earth to generate vibrations to be able to have such a terrifying move in the Hokage, that kind of forbidden escape technique, even the god ancestor is not easy to do, not to mention the demon like Madara Uchiha who also has an eternal kaleidoscope writing wheel eye, as for the final reincarnation eye, not to mention, as long as there is enough energy support, the reincarnation eye can definitely kill the scattered immortals! In fact, a person's chakra is absolutely impossible to compare with spiritual power in terms of quantity. The use of magic is a bit similar to Chakra, combining with the aura of heaven and earth with its own power, resonating, and then according to the caste, the type of caste aura in the aura is deprived of to form a spell. In the short term, the destructive power of chakra and magic seems to be not small, but the cultivation of immortals ...... Could it be that the ultimate goal of an immortal cultivator is to comprehend the operation of the Heavenly Dao?" Ma Feiyun was stunned for a moment, and his heart was a little shocked.

The last time I heard Drunken Qingfeng mention the aisle, Ma Feiyun also had an idea, and in his previous life, when he read a novel about the wilderness, there was a saying about the way of heaven in it. At that time, I thought that those people were all comprehending the way of heaven. But that time, how could Drunken Qingfeng ever say that it was the way of heaven?

What they have realized is just the Word!

In fact, who can truly comprehend the way of heaven? If you can really do it, how can the catastrophe in those flood novels happen?

"So, what exactly is the Heavenly Dao? Isn't it the Heavenly Dao that runs to the highest degree? Immortal cultivators exist, I'm afraid that there will be no less than hundreds of millions of years, isn't there a direction to be found? Or is it that the Heavenly Dao is not the only one, and there are interferences that make it impossible for them to follow the path of their predecessors? Or is it that the Heavenly Dao has not appeared, and what has appeared is just the law of the operation of the world?"

Ma Feiyun's heart was shocked, and in the blur, there seemed to be some strange feelings. However, I know too little information, and I am separated from the Heavenly Dao by 108,000 miles, and I am not even in the Tribulation Period, I can't get in touch with the power of the law at all, and I don't have that talent at all, so I can't shake this world.

Based on the comparison of the information obtained so far, it is obvious that the spiritual power is the best. In the Hokage, isn't that so-called immortal mode also absorbing the power of nature?

Ma Feiyun's eyes were full of blood-colored light, staring at the magician in front of him, constantly thinking about the formation process of magic in his heart, with his writing wheel eye, it was enough to copy all the other party's movements, but the principle in the middle was what he was exploring. Magic gave him the feeling as if the spiritual power was controlling everything, and this unique way made him feel the urge to study it thoroughly.

Internal strength, magic, fighting spirit, chakra, and the spiritual power of immortal cultivators, these are all powers cultivated through exercises, and few people think about going to the bottom and tracing back to the source, it is too difficult, just like the discovery of the meridians, no one can say who discovered it first.

Ma Qingyun was still roaring, the water curtain in front of him was gradually becoming scarce, he was like a perpetual motion machine, he didn't know what to do at all, which caused a lot of pressure on Mosfils. It's not that he doesn't have a way to attack, but if he attacks, he can't defend himself, and the opponent's physical strength makes him choose to defend, and he doesn't dare to touch it in a short time.

"Break it all to me!"

Ma Qingyun roared angrily, and the mixed gold stick in his hand emitted infinite golden light, like a small sun, sweeping through the past with the posture of plowing the court and sweeping the holes. The light shone brightly, so that many people's eyes could not be opened, and the powerful force pushed everything in front of them.

"I throw in the towel!"

Mosfils hurriedly spoke, he couldn't be trapped, he couldn't defend, how could he fight? The opponent's defense is also extremely strong, and the explosive power is also particularly terrifying, and the melee combat is even more terrifying, and he is also worried that he will be stoned to death by the opponent with a stick.

Steve realizes that there are still a few years now, and the opponent has never broken through his defenses, and this is the gap!

Ma Qingyun stupidly accepted the bastard gold stick, in his opinion, the scolding bastard in front of him should be damned, although this little white face is hateful, but it can still be seen.

"I'm coming!"

Another person from the Western cultivators walked out, also carrying a large sword in his hand, which was two meters long. Several people in the same column did not look very good, their side died and lost, and they also lost the arrogance on Baiyun Mountain, their faces were tense, as if someone owed them money.

The person who came out was a fighter, and his strength was infinitely close to that of Dou Ling. The muscles all over his body look like he should be extremely explosive, and with a height of two meters, he looks stronger than Ma Qingyun.

"I, Felder Rose of the Bauhinia Family, challenge Your Excellency, please fight with all your might!"

This man is quite big, but he is more polite than Steve, and has an inexplicable aristocratic demeanor. If he had said anything about aristocratic demeanor before, Ma Feiyun would definitely disdain to say a word of pretending to be a criminal, but the person in front of him made him speechless, that kind of etiquette, simple to do, but also unique.

"You are polite, I won't kill you later!" Ma Qingyun shouted, but the big guy named Feld Rose on the other side did not look very good. When do you need someone else to let you go?

However, the strength of the other party is also very strong!

"Hey, that kid is stupid, do you think he can beat Felder? Bauhinia Family's mad bloodline concentration, only Felfa Rose's pervert can beat this guy, no matter how strong your strength is, how strong your explosive power is, how can you compare to the Berserker Warrior? That's the real humanoid beast!"

A silver-armored knight said coldly, the spear in his hand is a zhang long, the unicorn under the seat is very smart, the white mane, from head to tail, there is not a single variegated, the unicorn on the top of the head is thirty or forty centimeters long, nearly a zhang high, making this unicorn look extraordinarily handsome, and it also makes the knight look unique.

"That's right, Il, you don't dare to collide with the mad Felder, right? And you're already a Fighting Spirit level knight!"

Next to him, it was the middle-aged man who was valued by Ma Feiyun, who was smiling teasingly at this time.

Ill snorted coldly: "You Gulliver are also among the top twenty figures in the younger generation of the West, aren't you also afraid of Fairfa? Even the guy in your body, you don't want to fight with Ferfa after madness, right?"

"Okay, don't talk about it. They're already fighting!" said a blonde woman next to her, this woman was one of the two people who had been looked at by Ma Feiyun before, and the other was Gulliver, who was in Yier's mouth.

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