Chapter 199: Grappling

The power of Gangfeng is so great, the deeper the Gangfeng is, the more dangerous it is, the initial Gangfeng is only to destroy **, and the depths, that is, the so-called Gangfeng above the Nine Heavens, can even blow the soul.

No matter how strong your body is, if your soul is not strong enough, you won't know where to run when it is blown by the wind.

The Gangfeng is getting stronger and stronger, and the color is getting deeper and deeper, although Ziba is cultivating with the help of the power of Gangfeng, but he is also advancing.

Ling Feiyang also felt that the warmth in his body was getting stronger and stronger, it was still warm before, but now Ling Feiyang felt a little wrong.

He felt like he was on fire right now.

The stronger and stronger Gangfeng rushed into Ling Feiyang's body, and Ling Feiyang used other spiritual power to comb through the Gangfeng in his body to gradually expel or refine these forces that rushed into his body, and at the same time, his consciousness scolded Ziba.

"What are you playing??Do you know how dangerous it is to do this?" Ling Feiyang's voice fell.

Ziba slapped his face with facts, gathering qi and ...... Nine floors?

Ziba's cultivation was like a rocket in just a short time, and the fierce Gang wind was blowing around him, but some fine particles were seen in the already deep Gang Wind layer.

Some are as small as a grain of rice, while others are already the size of quail eggs, light blue, dark blue......

Ling Feiyang's eyes were already green when he looked at these particles, just like Ling Yingying's gaze at Ling Feiyang before! The latest chapter has been uploaded

These small particles are the crystallization of the power of the Gangfeng layer!

This naturally condensed Gangfeng Crystal was more stable than the Gangfeng that cultivators forcibly ingested and compressed, but these things were already very valuable.

If they can be reprocessed and refined into Gangfeng Yin Thunder, this value can simply be increased by a thousand times!

What is the most profitable business?

Ling Feiyang is now simply trading without capital, and the Gangfeng spars scattered in the Gangfeng layer are simply a windfall from the sky!

Ling Feiyang reached out and fished out a Gangfeng Crystal, but Ziba opened his mouth and swallowed two Gangfeng Crystals.

The Gangfeng Crystal was digested by Ziba, and in less than half an hour, Ziba's breath suddenly shook, and at this time, it seemed that he had reached the first layer of the Ning Yuan Realm!

The power contained in the Gangfeng Crystal was beyond Ling Feiyang's imagination, and Ziba's devouring power against Gangfeng was also beyond Ling Feiyang's imagination.

Ziba kept wandering and devouring the Gangfeng spars floating in the Gangfeng layer, these naturally condensed Gangfeng spars were very valuable, Ziba swallowed them one by one, Ling Feiyang was not distressed, but it was distressing for other monks to see it.

Originally, Ling Feiyang used a high-grade spirit stone to feed Ziba, but now it seems that Ling Feiyang is distressed to feed Ziba like this.

Ziba devoured a lot of Gangfeng Crystals, and Ling Feiyang also received a lot of Gangfeng Crystals.

After devouring a lot of spars, Ziba's cultivation gradually reached the third layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, and the growth rate of cultivation slowed down.

He longed to enter the deeper Gangfeng layer to draw more power, but Ling Feiyang refused his plea on the grounds that it was too dangerous.

The Gangfeng here is no longer weak, and the True Yuan Realm monks need to be cautious when they enter here, and even the cultivators of the Hua Dan Realm dare not act casually, and Ling Feiyang naturally refuses to let Ziba take risks.

Although Ziba was unwilling in his heart, he did not reverse the pestle and flew up.

His body shape was maintained in this level of Gangfeng Layer, but Ling Feiyang had collected a lot of Gangfeng Crystals along the way, and his own cultivation had also been consolidated and improved to a certain extent, especially after absorbing and refining Gangfeng, his spiritual power had changed to a certain extent.

"Ga ......"

Through the layers of wind, an unpleasant chirp came from afar.

Ling Feiyang, who was sitting on Ziba's body and cultivating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, but as far as his eyes could see, he saw several small black dots gathering together.

Ziba went over and took a look. Ling Feiyang's acuon aura caused Ziba to raise his height, and soon Ziba approached the target with the help of Gangfeng's convenience.

From a condescending position, Ling Feiyang could see very clearly that the three monks were fighting with a monster beast that looked like a giant crow.

Fighting in the Gangfeng layer is inherently extremely dangerous, especially fighting with the demon beasts that grow in the Gangfeng layer, where they completely occupy the most favorable terrain, this is their home field, they can fight with the help of the Gangfeng, while the cultivators have to be constrained by the Gangfeng.

The giant crow was huge, but it was not sluggish in its movements, and its powerful wings stirred from time to time, but each incitement could bring a violent storm.

To stir up a rag in such a place is to kill people.

The power of Gangfeng was enough, and it was even more miserable to be pushed by the three monks who fought with it.

Ling Feiyang observed the battle situation from the sidelines.

Although the three monks were suppressed by the demon beast, they did not show any panic, maybe they might not be able to kill this demon beast, but it should not be difficult to save their lives.

And looking at the appearance of these three people, there are concerns about each other, and they are also vigilant against each other, and no one wants to work hard to give others a chance to pick up cheap.

Ling Feiyang sat high and shook his head, how could this person not have enough trust between people?

Especially when fighting with demon beasts that can threaten their lives at any time, they have to intrigue with people, which is the root of human inferiority!

Ling Feiyang didn't mean to make a move, three True Yuan Realm cultivators at least three layers or above were beating a demon beast whose cultivation was even lower than them, so they wouldn't be able to fall.

Why did Ling Feiyang and them help him, although now Ling Feiyang urgently needed a cultivator from the Dongzhou cultivation realm to guide him to explain such a situation, but he didn't necessarily need three.

As long as one of the three people in front of him survived, it was enough for Ling Feiyang.

"Ga ......" The demon beast stirred up his wings with some uneasiness, and he was very uneasy in his heart, even more uneasy than when he was besieged by the three Terran monks in front of him just now.

He felt the crisis, the crisis that lurked in the shadows.

The restlessness of the giant crow caused his attack to become more violent, and the three True Yuan Realm monks cried bitterly in their hearts, but the one with the highest cultivation proposed: "Two fellow Daoists, why don't we wait and kill this evil beast first and then discuss how to distribute the gains from this beast?"

His proposal was not immediately approved by the other two, they both had their own plans, after all, they were still weak in terms of cultivation, and the cultivation of the two of them was not comparable to that of the monk who made the proposal.

The three of them look very old from the outside, and the youngest one is also in his thirties from the outside.

However, the speed of aging of cultivators is much slower, and the cultivation of the Appearance True Yuan Realm in their thirties and forties is more than a hundred years old at this time, if they are not those with excellent qualifications.

The three of them are also dressed differently, among them, the one with the highest cultivation, he looks like he has the smell of a Dao bone fairy wind, but the inadvertent Yin Coolness is destroying his temperament.

And the other two, one looks like a rich man, but the white and chubby one is an extremely sleek person, and his money clerk's outfit suddenly highlights his copper coin atmosphere.

And the spiritual weapon in his hand is also eye-catching, this is not a regular spiritual weapon used by ordinary monks, but a spiritual weapon that can be described as tailor-made for him.

A huge gold ingot!

And the last man, the monk who looked the youngest, carried a crimson awl in his hand.

The strength of the three of them is not weak, and they can be invincible in the face of this giant crow alone, but now that the three of them have joined forces to deal with this giant crow-like demon beast, they have a lot of worries.

No one wants to be picked up when they and the demon beast are defeated, and not only will they not be able to get meat and soup at that time, but they will make people fish.

The three True Yuan Realm cultivators with their own ghosts were unable to take it down in the face of a demon beast whose cultivation was even lower than them, and Ling Feiyang sat on Ziba's back and watched with interest as the three of them watched with interest as they watched each other's vigilance.

He felt very interesting, the human heart, the human heart is the most difficult to guess, the heart is ever-changing, the good people and the bad people are just a thought, and the road of cultivation is lonely.

It is very difficult to find a fellow traveler, but even if it is a fellow traveler, it is still unknown whether they can keep their hearts untouched by external objects in the face of great benefits.

"Gah!"

There is a way that if you keep it for a long time, you will lose, and the monk dressed as a rich man was shocked by this roar.

The clay man also has three points of rusticism, and the demon beast that was besieged by these three True Yuan Realm monks is not a demon beast without spiritual intelligence, he has his own judgment.

Besieged by three Terran monks whose strength was not weaker than his own, if he didn't fight hard, I am afraid he would have no chance.

"Whoa, whoa!"

In this wind layer, there was a strange sound of breaking the sky, and the black feathers on the giant crow's body suddenly turned into sharp swords and shot away from his body at a rapid pace towards the three True Yuan Realm cultivators.

Looking at the patches of black feathers, the faces of the three of them turned pale for a while, they didn't expect this demon beast to have such a method, it was really a mistake.

There was almost no hesitation, and the three of them fled separately, without even the slightest nostalgia.

Where can the harvest of a demon beast be compared to the safety of his own life.

The three True Yuan Realm cultivators scrambled to flee, but Ling Feiyang, who was in a high place, did not receive any attacks.

After that wave of black feathers, the black crow turned into a hairless crow.

Originally, he was already very weak after a fierce battle, and it took a lot of his energy to shoot these feathers on his body as a weapon.

The strength of the black crow, whose strength had dropped to a historical low, how could he have the strength to deal with Ling Feiyang now.

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