Chapter 726: Spoiler

Ling Feiyang's idea was tantamount to whimsy, but his question made Old Demon Feng stunned.

To be honest, he really hadn't thought about this question, not only hadn't he thought about it, but other cultivators hadn't thought about it either.

Use a circle of wood-attribute aura plants to confine the soil to a small space, and then force the soil out little by little and catch it.

This is estimated to be unworkable in the spirit world, but this is not the spirit world, and Ling Feiyang's method may be applicable here.

Because, in a sense, this place itself is also a small space, although it feels like a vast trunk of thousands of miles, but in reality it is not, this place is far from so large.

So in this already small space, if the scope of the space is further reduced, will Ling Feiyang have a chance to catch the soil?

"This ...... Maybe you can give it a try. "The Wind Old Demon was a little hesitant, but he also had some expectations, no one had tried it before, and if he wanted to capture the Rest Soil, he needed at least the cultivation of the Ethereal Realm, which was almost a common sense of the monks, and they were accustomed to thinking that except for the monks who cultivated above the Ethereal Realm, other monks were not capable of capturing the Rest Soil.

However, it seems that Ling Feiyang has a chance today, don't forget, this place itself is already a formation, and the existence of this formation has firmly imprisoned the rest of the soil within a certain range.

As soon as he did it, Ling Feiyang immediately set about taking action, and a handful of thorn seeds were turned out by Ling Feiyang in the Qiankun bag, and began to grow wildly under the catalysis of the power of the wood in Ling Feiyang's body.

Soon, the branches of these thorns gradually formed a wall under the ground with Ling Feiyang's guidance, and Ling Feiyang did not approach the soil too much out of caution, but began to build a barrier made of thorns seventeen or eighteen miles away.

Although there is the power of the Wood in Ling Feiyang's body as a catalyst, it also requires a lot of energy from Ling Feiyang, and everything has a process.

Seventeen or eighteen miles outside of the siking soil, a barrier of one zhang thick gradually began to be built, and not only on all sides, but also below and above the siber.

Ling Feiyang has worked hard, this is also a big project for Ling Feiyang, Dan power alone is enough to consume two-thirds of the storage in Ling Feiyang's body, which shows how huge the Dan power consumed by catalysis.

The key is that Ling Feiyang catalyzed not one or two plants, but dozens of miles, up and down, left and right, front and back, and blocked any direction that the soil could escape.

After doing all this, Ling Feiyang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Ling Feiyang himself was also 'compiled' in this boxy isolated space.

In fact, this is not safe, because there is no precedent before this, and the most important thing is that Ling Feiyang's cultivation is only in the Transformation Dan Realm.

I don't know how much worse it is from the Ethereal Realm monks, even the Ethereal Realm monks want to capture the rest of the soil, what does Ling Feiyang want to do if he just turns into a pill realm?

After everything was ready, Ling Feiyang took a sharp breath and rushed to the position of Xi Yang.

And at the same time that Ling Feiyang approached the resting soil, the resting soil rushed out in the opposite direction of Ling Feiyang like a frightened little beast, the speed was simply indescribable, no matter how fast Ling Feiyang's speed was, the resting soil would react in the same way, which Ling Feiyang had tried more than once.

But this time, Ling Feiyang's face did not show the slightest anxiety, but was a little nervous, not far away was the isolation zone formed by a piece of thorns, I don't know if they can stop it?

Ling Feiyang's divine consciousness has always been tightly locked on the rest of the earth, and the speed of the rest of the soil has always maintained almost the same rhythm as Ling Feiyang, the faster Ling Feiyang is, the faster he is, and the slower Ling Feiyang's speed is, the slower he will naturally be.

It was difficult for Ling Feiyang to get close to him at all, more than ten miles, it was not a long distance for Ling Feiyang, who was chasing after Xiyang at full speed, and Xiyang, who was constantly advancing, as if in the blink of an eye, the isolation zone formed by the layer of thorns was close at hand.

"Whew!"

There seemed to be a momentary hesitation after approaching the barrier formed by the thorns, where the soil had been completely hollowed out by Ling Feiyang, and instead filled with thorns.

But don't forget, the soil is the source of all soils, and controlling the aura of the soil is as easy as a finger.

The soil along the way seemed to have received some command in an instant, and it condensed in an instant, and one by one the thick 'stone spears' rushed out unusually.

"Poof!"

Without any accidents, the isolation zone formed by the thorns was suddenly drilled out of a big hole, but because of this relationship, Xiyang couldn't help but delay for a while, making the distance between Ling Feiyang and Xiyang gradually shorten a lot.

But that's all, it was difficult for Ling Feiyang to get closer to Xiyang.

After the stone spear penetrated the barrier formed by the thorns, Xiyang barely hesitated, and rushed out through the barrier in an instant.

Ling Feiyang immediately couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, it doesn't look like it's okay." ”

Old Demon Feng praised Ling Feiyang, "Boy Ling, what you did before was quite good, after all, you have thought of a way to stop the progress of the Resting Soil, although it is only a slight hindrance to the Resting Soil, but you should be worth ......"

Halfway through his words, Old Demon Feng suddenly couldn't speak, because he felt something, and an object with a faint golden light flew out from the center of Ling Feiyang's eyebrows.

Without him, it was the mysterious little tower, but this time it was not summoned by the old demon of the wind, but the small tower ran out of it on its own, and even the old demon of the wind couldn't help but be stunned.

Before this, he didn't feel any movement of Xiao Ta at all, and even now, he didn't have any perception of the phenomenon of Xiao Ta appearing outside Ling Feiyang's body, and Xiao Ta didn't seem to be under Ling Feiyang's control at this time, which ...... What's going on?

The small tower that flew out of Ling Fei's raised eyebrows did not turn into a physical entity, it was just a phantom of a small tower that radiated a golden light.

The mouth of his tower was slightly tilted towards the resting soil, and Ling Feiyang kept moving in the direction of the resting soil, and in a trance, Ling Feiyang seemed to find that the distance between himself and the resting soil was getting closer and closer.

The sip is stagnant!

The Wind Old Demon also discovered this problem, and Xi Yang didn't even reject Ling Feiyang anymore, but stayed quietly in place without any escape.

The small tower in Ling Fei's heart raised his eyebrows and gradually floated towards the small tower, as if he had been guided by something, and the small tower also flew towards it.