The golden seal was the fastest, and it took the lead in smashing on the light curtain of the 'Cascading Reverse Five Elements Defense Array' - "click, click, click" three times, and the three layers of light curtain shattered almost at the same time, but the golden seal also became the size of the original fist and flew back.

"Huh?" Wu Mingliang shouted in surprise, and the dazzling silver circle of light that roared away from the 'Silver Scale Swimming Dragon Sword' seemed to be a little larger, turning into a thicker pillar of light that quickly extended forward.

With a loud bang, a green light collided with the rapidly expanding silver pillar of light, and a huge and gorgeous green aura flower burst out in the air—

The green light dissipated, and the silver pillar of light disappeared, revealing the body of the 'Silver Scale Swimming Dragon Sword' - the 'Silver Scale Swimming Dragon Sword' fell downward, and raised its head like a poisonous snake, emitting a circle of silver light and continuing to attack forward-

Another divine thunder green light smashed on the Xuanling armor on the top of the head of the Jindan Yipin 'big dog', and with a 'boom-', the Xuanling armor dissolved a hole-

The green light was a big circle smaller, and smashed on the face of the 'big dog' who didn't have time to react, and with another 'boom', a cloud of blood mist burst open, and the 'big dog''s hideous, uneven face suddenly changed its face and turned into a charred black plane-

"Ahh

The silver pillar of light continued to extend forward—with a "poof", the top-grade defensive magic weapon Xuanjia shield in front of Liang Feng shattered, and with three more 'poof, poof, poof' bean-like sounds, the three layers of golden 'Tianzun Vajra Fu' spiritual power cover covered by his body were all shattered!

Relying on the four layers of defense to fight for an intolerable moment, Liang Feng forcibly moved half a foot sideways, and the 'Silver Scale Dragon Sword' that was originally stabbed to the heart of the left chest penetrated through the right chest, bringing out a gorgeous blood flower-

Carried away by the 'Silver Scale Swimming Dragon Sword' that pierced through his body, Liang Feng's body involuntarily flew backwards, slammed into the cave wall at the bottom of the cave, and after spurting out a mouthful of blood arrows from his mouth, his body slipped and fell to the ground softly.

Seeing that the pillar of light of the 'Silver Scale Swimming Dragon Sword' circled for a short circle and quickly extended in his direction, he felt the breath of death within reach, and shouted, "Slow! Ancient Relic!" Although he was about to die, he still had to work hard to survive, and it would be good to live a little longer!

As soon as he raised his hand, a piece of jade slip flew out towards the pillar of light—he bet that Wu Mingliang would not attack the famous jade slip, a relic of ancient real people.

He won the bet - the fast-moving silver pillar of light of the 'Silver Scale Swimming Dragon Sword' suddenly rose upward, and after avoiding the flying path of the jade slip, it circled vertically and stopped in mid-air, revealing the body of the 'Silver Scale Swimming Dragon Sword'.

Wu Mingliang grabbed it in the air, and the jade slip stopped a little bit in front of him - facing the strange pattern on the ancient jade slip, a bright light like a substance suddenly appeared in his eyes, and it flashed.

Liang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint look of ridicule on his face, and threw two pieces of jade slips with strange patterns and a simple pill bottle on the ground, and a fist-sized dark green thunderball appeared in the palm of one hand.

"Slow, slow, there's something to say!" Wu Mingliang's eyes flashed with greed, and he shouted loudly. He stopped his attack, took a few steps back, and took out a handful of elixirs to feed the screaming 'big dog'.

Liang Feng took a breath, and only then did he have time to heal his wounds—he clicked a few times next to the bloody blood hole in his right chest, and the blood that had been bubbling from the blood hole suddenly became much smaller—and after coughing violently, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and there were blood stains on his mouth and robe.

His head was dizzy, he closed his eyes slightly and tried to open them again, and took out a handful of low-grade 'Bian Que Golden Sore Pill', medium-grade 'Zimai Pill' and other elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth.

The divine sense swept over his storage bag, and he sighed in his heart: "It was too urgent just now, there is still a blue-level lower grade 'Ming Soul Fruit' and that drop of 10,000-year-old stalactite that I didn't give to Fei'er...... Eat them all, or you'll be the enemy's spoils!"

So, he took out the blue-grade 'Ming Soul Fruit' with a light blue aura, and ate it—the Ming Soul Fruit melted in his mouth, and soon turned into a warm liquid in his stomach, and the liquid emitted a cloud of light blue mist, seeping into the surrounding meridians—the blood hole that penetrated his right chest didn't seem to be so painful, and new flesh grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood stopped.

Wu Mingliang had a kind smile on his face and said, "Liang Feng, hand over those three things, how about Elder Ben let you go?"

The corners of Liang Feng's mouth cracked, he didn't answer, and said secretly: "Hehe, hehe, let me go?" is to hand over everything to you, you will definitely kill people!"

He poured the drop of the 'Ten Thousand Year Stalactites' in the jade bottle into his mouth, which Fei'er said was seventy or eighty thousand years old and blue-grade high-grade, and thought, "It's a pity that I can't cultivate my divine consciousness on weekdays, otherwise if the 'Netherworld Divine Sword' is nourished by four or five percent of my divine consciousness, it will definitely be able to give this Wu Bird man a sharp blow!"

Before, of course, he could divide thirty percent of his divine consciousness to nourish the 'Netherworld Divine Sword' in exchange for a chance to save his life with the 'Netherworld Divine Sword', but in this case, his divine consciousness that was originally comparable to the ninth rank of the strong Dao would become the divine consciousness of the seventh grade of the weak Dao-

The divine consciousness has dropped greatly, and the strength has also decreased, so if there are also ten crises, it may be easy to resolve nine of them for the strong entry path ninth-grade monks, and for the weak entry path seventh-grade monks, they may only be able to resolve one of them, and the second time they have to use the 'Netherworld Divine Sword' to save their lives, and there are still eight crises I don't know what to do, so the probability of falling is far greater than not distinguishing the divine sense to nourish the 'Netherworld Divine Sword'.

Therefore, generally speaking, nourishing the 'Nether Divine Sword' by lowering one's own cultivation is a practice that outweighs the cost.

"It didn't work before, but now it can - even if you die, uncle, I will also cause you the greatest damage!" A thought flashed in his heart, and Liang Feng ran the 'Refining God Returning to the Yuan Warmth Technique', and divided thirty percent of his divine consciousness and threw it towards the silent 'Netherworld Divine Sword' in the dantian - he couldn't separate more divine senses, and if he had more divine senses, he would immediately fall into a coma.

"It's a pity that it's only thirty percent, which is still a little weaker for Wu Mingliang of Jindan Sanpin!" he sighed in his heart. On that day, he used the 'Netherworld Divine Sword' nourished by Sancheng's divine sense to give Ye Renjie, who had entered the Dao Nine Ranks, a fatal blow, but he had little confidence in Wu Mingliang, who was on the Jindan Three Ranks.

Wu Mingliang obviously also saw Liang Feng in the light curtain of the defensive array exercising, his eyes flickered a few times, and said: "Liang Feng, tell me about your conditions, uncle, my patience is limited!"

The corners of Liang Feng's mouth cracked again, thought for a while, and said, "Wait a minute, I want to think about it...... First, you cast a heart spell that you can't hurt me anymore after you get these three ancient relics!,......

"Okay! Elder Wu Mingliang swore that after obtaining those three ancient real relics, he would never make a move on Liang Feng! If he violated his oath, five thunders would hit the top, and the demons in his heart would devour his heart!" Wu Mingliang did not hesitate, and immediately cast a heart spell.

Liang Feng secretly felt strange: "It is impossible for Wu Mingliang to let himself go! Then why did he have a heart curse? There must be fraud in this!" But he couldn't see where there was fraud.

"Second ,......" He stopped, he felt the edge of his sea of consciousness, a continuous stream of pale red mist qi rushed out madly, floating on the tree of divine consciousness, the tree of divine consciousness that was three points shorter and a little abrupt was full of vitality again, growing rapidly at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye—

One, two, three...... , The Tree of Divine Consciousness grew taller and grew for a full eight or nine minutes, and the edge of the Sea of Consciousness stopped pouring out the pale red mist, and as soon as the dense air stopped, the Tree of Divine Consciousness also stopped growing.

"What is the second?...... Hurry up! What's the second one?" Wu Mingliang's eyes flashed with murderous aura, urging.

Liang Feng said: "Second, I'll give you these three treasures in half an hour! I have to heal my wounds first, otherwise if you regret it, I won't have the slightest power to resist." "He knew not to delay too long, otherwise Wu Mingliang might lose his patience, regardless of the treasure of the ancient real man to kill him first-

When he only got those two pieces of ancient jade slips from the spirit stone mine, he didn't know the preciousness of the jade slips, so he tried many kinds of attacks on the jade slips, but they didn't cause the slightest damage to the jade slips that looked fragile. He didn't know if Wu Mingliang really attacked without scruples, whether his 'True Yuan Divine Thunder' would be able to smash that jade slip.

That quaint Dan bottle was actually not a relic of an ancient real person, but he picked it up from a cloud of ash in that stalactite cave, and now he took it out to make up the number.

"Hey, hey, hey, then you also send a heart spell, and you will throw those three treasures to me first after half an hour!" Wu Mingliang's eyes flashed with a playful look, and when he saw that Liang Feng really had a heart spell, he smiled again: "Okay! This place is also secluded, no one will come, uncle, I will wait for you for half an hour." He looked at Liang Feng and sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave waiting.

"Why has my divine consciousness grown so much in an instant? Now not only has I recovered thirty percent of my divine consciousness, but I have also increased my divine consciousness by about thirty percent more than before...... It shouldn't be the reason for the blue-level inferior 'Ming Soul Fruit', it may be the reason for the 'Ten Thousand Year Stalactite', or it may be the reason for the merger of the two. ...... Well, no matter what the reason, let's divide the three percent of the divine consciousness to nourish the 'Netherworld Divine Sword' first!" Liang Feng said secretly in his heart, and continued to operate the 'Refining God Returning to the Yuan Cultivation Technique'——

In the darkness of nothingness, the Nether Lord reappeared, and although he still looked dumbfounded, his eyes brightened a lot. Liang Feng commanded a few words, and the Netherworld Monarch responded, "Okay, master!"

Half an hour passed quickly. Wu Mingliang stood up and said, "Liang Feng, the time has come, hand over those three treasures!"

Liang Feng smiled: "Okay!" called out in his heart: "Netherworld, prepare...... Kill!" With a wave of his hand, two pieces of jade and a pill bottle flew out through the light curtain of the defensive array, and after that, there was a dim, almost invisible black line.

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