Chapter 212: Strong Flesh

Together with Ling Feiyang himself, he was stunned, the attack of these five spirit cones seemed to be menacing, could it be just in vain?

Ling Feiyang was fully prepared, he was also mentally prepared for injury, but no matter what he expected, he couldn't match reality.

The attack of this Five Spirit Cone was so weak, Ling Feiyang didn't even feel a breeze, the head of the Five Spirit Cone was stuck on Ling Feiyang's chest, Ling Feiyang didn't even feel anything.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Ling Feiyang asked stunned.

When Ling Feiyang and Jiang Dashao were in a daze, the weapons of several young men who attacked with Jiang Dashao also attacked all over Ling Feiyang's body.

One of the swords was slashed towards Ling Feiyang's head.

It's just that the results obtained are a little unsatisfactory, Ling Feiyang's head doesn't even show traces of blood, let alone beheading. "This, this is impossible, how can the body of a mere True Yuan Realm cultivator be so hard? even a body refining cultivator shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be ......"

Jiang Rong muttered to himself in disbelief, Ling Feiyang shook all the spiritual weapons that had been slashed at him, and then he touched the place where his body was slashed, in addition to the torn clothes, where could he find half a trace of injury on his body.

"Ling boy, your body is really unusual, the seventh-layer body of the True Yuan Realm is actually comparable to the body refining cultivators who specialize in the physical body, no, even the body refining cultivators of the True Yuan Realm may not be able to compare with you. "Old Demon Feng didn't hide his admiration for Ling Feiyang at all.

He had already felt the extent of the True Yuan in Ling Feiyang's body, compared to the True Yuan Realm seventh-layer cultivators possessed, if the True Yuan Realm seventh-layer cultivator's true yuan was like a stream.

The True Yuan possessed in Ling Feiyang's body was like a rolling river, and the purity of the True Yuan was far beyond that of ordinary True Yuan Realm cultivators.

I don't want to think that it was transformed from the power in the body of the Yuan Shen Realm cultivator.

"Hehe, it looks like this body is enough to withstand the attack of any cultivator under the Hua Dan Realm. Ling Feiyang replied with a smile.

Old Demon Feng didn't think so, he said: "Ling boy, don't be too happy, your physical body is not bad, and the true yuan in your body is far beyond ordinary people. But do you know that arrogance and complacency can make people degenerate, there are countless strong people in the world, the cultivators of the Huadan Realm can kill you, the monks of the Purple Mansion Realm can kill you, and if there are True Yuan Realm monks with strange treasures, they can also kill you! You must be vigilant against anyone, otherwise the day of your fall will not be far away. ”

Old Demon Feng said very seriously, and the joy in Ling Feiyang's heart was restrained, "What you said is that Old Devil is a little proud and complacent. But I, Ling Feiyang, will become a strong man!"

Ling Feiyang swore in his heart, but the old demon turned a deaf ear, as if Ling Feiyang was saying some childish words.

The exchange of hearts and minds was extremely rapid and short-lived, and Ling Feiyang was only stunned for a moment in Jiang Rong's eyes.

Jiang Rong saw that the spirit weapon did not cause any harm to Ling Feiyang, but he did not entangle too much, he distanced himself from Ling Feiyang at an extremely fast speed, and looked at Ling Feiyang vigilantly, "I really didn't expect you to be a body refining cultivator, but that's all." ”

"Body Refining Cultivator?, that eye of yours saw that I was a Body Refining Cultivator?" Ling Feiyang smiled slightly.

"Hmph, your cultivation at the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm can have such a strong body, if you are not a body refining cultivator, how can you cultivate? Jiang Rong's eyes widened, obviously not believing that Ling Feiyang was still a monk who had cultivated the Qigong method.

Ling Feiyang just shook his head and sighed, Body Refining Cultivator?

No, he had never thought of refining his body, he had never thought that it was a complete accident that his current physical body would become so strong, his body was constructed from the magical black water in the ancestral dragon spring, although it was only a part.

However, the power contained in this is extremely amazing, even if Ling Feiyang's cultivation is even higher than a great realm, he may not be able to stimulate all the power in it for his own use.

It is precisely because of the existence of this part of the power that Ling Feiyang's physical body is getting stronger and stronger.

"You've also made a move, but it's clear that you don't seem to have anything to do with me, so isn't it my turn to make a move now?" Ling Feiyang said with some nervousness.

"Do you still want to kill us?" Jiang Rong seemed to have heard something funny, but he could still laugh in the face of Ling Feiyang's threat.

"What if I just want to kill you?" Ling Feiyang suddenly felt a killing intent rise in his heart.

But He Kuai was suppressed by Ling Feiyang, and he asked in his heart, "Old Devil, are you making trouble?"

"Hah, I'm making trouble? No, I'm helping you, Ling boy, don't suppress the killing intent in your heart, the cultivation world is the weak, think about it, if you are not strong enough, that kid is running wild in this city, you may be able to withstand a trampling of the demon beast under his crotch? I'm afraid that under that hoof, you will already return to the underworld. Old Demon Wind said with great disdain.

He has long been accustomed to the law of the jungle, although he doesn't know how many years he has been in the clock tower, and he doesn't know how long he has been standing in the Ling family, but his desire to fight has not diminished at all.

How could Ling Feiyang not know that if his strength was not strong enough, he would not be able to have the slightest luck under the hooves of that demon beast just now.

"You brought it on yourself!" Ling Feiyang gritted his teeth and attacked Jiang Rong and the others, although he didn't have a weapon in his hand, but the momentum on his body was breathtaking, when facing Ling Feiyang, Jiang Rong found that his blood was a little cool, his movements were stiff, and the fear of facing death appeared in his heart.

"No, I won't die, you can't kill me!" The fear on Jiang Rong's face was so obvious, and the fear and unwillingness in his eyes were mixed.

"Beasts, don't stop!" a burst of shouts exploded from the sky above the Snake City.

Ling Feiyang's movements did not slow down at all, his goal was so clear, to kill Jiang Rong!

The power of Gengjin loomed on the tip of Ling Feiyang's fist, Jiang Rong was so close to Ling Feiyang, and the power that belonged to the cultivator of the Huadan Realm descended on Ling Feiyang's head.

The source of this power is the same as the divine sense that has been spying on the conflict between Jiang Rong and Ling Feiyang, "Vertical son An dare!" The expression on the face of the Huadan Realm cultivator who was originally cultivating in this corner of the city was also very wonderful at this time.

There was anger and anxiety, but Ling Feiyang's eyes were so firm, and he took Jiang Rong directly!

The figure of the ringed monk soared out of the retreat room, and at the same time, the coercion had been pressing on Ling Feiyang's head, and he also warned him: "Boy, it is not easy to practice because you are young and ignorant, so you just stop, as long as Jiang Rong is fine, I will not care about you, if Jiang Rong has any accident because of you, I will definitely ask you to bury him!"

Ling Feiyang turned a deaf ear to these warnings, and just stared at Jiang Rong.

But Jiang Rong now doesn't even have the heart to resist, and there is only one thought in his heart, "My life is over!"

The fist wind has blown on Jiang Rong's body, Jiang Rong felt a tingling pain and coldness, the fist was already close at hand, but the fist that was close at hand with his eyes closed was delayed, and Jiang Rong couldn't help but open his eyes.

A fist was close but stopped in front of his eyes, "You...... Why didn't you kill me?"

Ling Feiyang said coldly, "I...... I don't want to get myself in trouble because of a piece of waste. ”

Ling Feiyang's timely withdrawal was entirely due to the reminder of the old demon Feng, they had just arrived, and their understanding of Dongzhou was really lacking, at this time, it was really not worth killing and directly killing a gentleman who seemed to have a certain identity background, not to mention that there was a Huadan Realm monk who was close at hand, and they might not be able to get away if they killed Jiang Rong.

Ling Feiyang's fist wind stopped in front of Jiang Rong's eyes, and the figure of the Huadan Realm cultivator who was anxiously rushing also happened to stop in the sky above Ling Feiyang and the others.

Seeing Ling Feiyang retract his fist, the cultivator of the Hua Dan Realm also breathed a sigh of relief, and finally felt that Ling Feiyang was also interested in not really killing Jiang Rong.

Jiang Rong couldn't help frowning after hearing the reason why Ling Feiyang didn't kill him, waste? Could it be that he was a waste in his eyes?

Jiang Rong has been pampered since he was a child, whether it is an elder or a peer, few people dare to accuse him of anything, he is spoiled to the point of no return, his own qualifications are not bad, but his mind is not on this at all, he prefers the life of a dog and a horse to cultivation.

He can have the cultivation of the True Yuan Realm at such an age, which is definitely due to the merits of various Heavenly and Earth Treasure Pills that improve his cultivation.

Waste, no one has ever called him that, who dares to say that he Jiang Dashao is a waste?

"Good...... You've got a kind!"

Waste, this name that has accompanied Ling Feiyang for ten years is now pressed on someone else's head by Ling Feiyang.

If you don't have qualifications, you can't cultivate, but when you have qualifications, you don't cultivate well, but instead use the Heavenly Treasure Pill to improve your cultivation, but you don't have a matching realm, and your strength is even inferior to some monks who have actually cultivated and cultivated to a lower level than yourself.

It's not waste and what it is.

Of course, Ling Feiyang's cultivation was a little higher than theirs.

Directly promoted from the first layer of the Ning Yuan Realm to the seventh layer of the True Yuan Realm, maybe Ling Feiyang's realm was also a little vain, but Ling Feiyang drank a cup of a thousand years of rare thousand years of spring, a thousand years of reincarnation dream, Ling Feiyang got enough life experience from the dream, but there was no situation where the realm was unstable and vain.

Only his own fit with the True Yuan Realm, after all, the time he had entered the True Yuan Realm was too short.

He hadn't even experienced the first and second layers, and he had suddenly reached the seventh layer of the True Yuan Realm, and he couldn't complain that he would be uncomfortable, but this was not a thing, just experience more battles.