Ling Feng landed with a fur kite and jumped into the turbulent river, at this time he couldn't exert any strength in his body, only then did he know that the pursuit just now made him exhaust all his mental strength.

The pressure given to him by the powerhouse of the Yuangang Realm was like a man's back.

Ling Feng, who was out of strength, was washed to the shore by the river, dragging his heavy limbs to climb up to a bluestone on the shore, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

What happened today, if it wasn't for his thorough preparation, he would have died by now, and secretly screamed a fluke.

After slowly recovering a trace of vitality, he took out the tyrannical space storage ring and looked inside, Ling Feng laughed, the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually expanded, and finally laughed wildly, and the depression in his heart was swept away.

Wealth and danger are seeking, and the harvest of this business is too rich.

The second-grade pill Gathering Spirit Pill appeared in his hand, this pill could help cultivators greatly increase their cultivation speed in a short period of time, and it could save a month of hard work. If the forging level encounters a barrier, it can also help break through easily, which is exactly what Ling Feng needs at the moment.

The seventh layer of his forging body had already cultivated to the peak, and he was about to break through to the eighth layer realm, when he was simply dozing off when someone brought him a pillow.

The light in his hand flashed, and the spirit weapon sword appeared in front of him.

From the hilt to the tip of the sword, this sword is four feet three inches long, and the sword body is two inches wide, and the whole body exudes a silver dragon-like light.

The blade of the sword slashed lightly across the bluestone, and a large piece of bluestone fell off. The incision is as smooth as a mirror and effortless as slicing tofu. It is worthy of being a spiritual level material, even if it is a failed product, it is as sharp as a sword. The silver dragon glow must be because the material contains high-grade heavenly and earthly treasures such as pure gold and mythril.

Ling Feng was overjoyed and put it into the storage ring with satisfaction.

In the end, Ling Feng cautiously took out the coveted blue dry stone.

This dry stone, the size of a fingernail, is crystal clear, as mysterious and gorgeous as a sapphire.

Feeling the pure dry power in the dry stone, Ling Feng smirked, and the harazi almost flowed out.

Small gray swirls in the brain domain, spinning wildly. The heart-shaped pendant in the whirlpool vibrates incessantly, conveying a hungry mood.

Ling Feng collected his thoughts, the blue dry stone in his hand suddenly disappeared, and he looked inward at the ancestral sea, appearing under the small gray whirlpool.

Ding, there seemed to be a cracking sound in the brain, and the blue dry stone shattered from it, breaking into several pieces.

The huge blue dry power overflowed, forming a terrifying energy, rushing left and right in Ling Feng's brain domain, carrying a trace of lightning and being extremely irritable.

Ling Feng's mind felt as if someone had swung a hammer and struck him, his skull as if it was about to explode, and his divine consciousness was filled with pain. I lost my mind for a while, and I almost went crazy.

Holding his head with both hands, his body curled up, Ling Feng stubbornly guarded a little clarity in his heart to prevent himself from fainting.

Time had only passed for a moment, and it felt like a whole year had passed for him.

The small gray vortex finally became powerful, and the blue energy was swept into the vortex in a rapid rotation, the gray gradually faded, and the color of the small vortex slowly turned blue.

After only a quarter of an hour, the blue dry power disappeared completely, and was absorbed by the small whirlpool.

At this moment, the heart-shaped pendant no longer vibrates, and the rotation speed of the small vortex slows down, and the whole thing turns sky blue.

Ling Feng opened his eyes, the headache disappeared, and he was sweating profusely.

This quarter of an hour was like a walk through the ghost gate.

Ling Feng, who had returned to normal, straightened up again and sat cross-legged on the big bluestone.

The air around his body was surrounded by blue dry power, and it changed from the previous wisps to a rope-like entanglement. In the end, the ropes that were condensed by the power of the dry did not enter the ancestral sea of the brain domain.

The absorption of one's own Qianyuan martial arts has accelerated several times faster! Doesn't that mean that the cultivation talent of one's Qianyuan martial artist has improved?

The outside world believes that the lack of Qianyuan power makes even the Qianyuan warriors who have awakened the ancestral sea have limited achievements. But that's just relative to ordinary warriors.

For martial artists with higher cultivation talents, the lower the natural limit. It is equivalent to the same Yuan Qi martial artist, the same cultivation conditions, and a person with high cultivation talent will naturally achieve high achievements in the future.

Besides, he is a Qianyuan martial artist who is still different. A magical small whirlpool was formed in the ancestral sea, which automatically absorbed the power of the outside world into the body at all times. Ling Feng's cultivation speed in the power of Qianli was unprecedented.

Ling Feng carefully felt the changes that Qianshi brought to him, and his confidence in his heart doubled, and he was full of pride, I must cultivate into a Qianyuan martial artist who surprised everyone.

After a long time, the body returned to normal and most of his vitality recovered.

Ling Feng, who sits cross-legged, looks at the nose, nose and mouth, mouth and heart, keeps the mind and mind, and runs the exercises.

As expected, the evolution of the small whirlpool had increased his cultivation speed quite a bit. The cultivation of Yuan Qi, which had slowed down in the bone training stage, was also much smoother at this time.

After some tossing just now, the rich Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was absorbed into the Upper Dantian like a whale.

The barrier of the eighth layer of the forging body was silently broken, and the yuan force in the body increased several times compared to before, and he officially stepped into the eighth layer of the forging body, and stabilized at the eighth level of the forging body.

The power in the body began to grow wildly,

30,000 catties,

Thirty-five thousand catties,

40,000 catties.

The body moved slightly, and a crackling sound came out, and the strength of the whole body increased to 40,000 catties, the power of eight jiao.

The eighth layer of Yuan Li, the physical strength entered the realm of the ninth layer of the forging body.

Ling Feng got up and practiced all the martial arts, and finally discovered the greater benefits that Qianshi brings.

Needless to say, the Qi Xuan Jin had already cultivated to the point of becoming a great achievement, and the trace of Dao rhyme in the Dao Realm that Ling Feng had occasionally comprehended had already felt the law at this time, and he could quickly enter that realm in an instant.

The Seven Kills Sword is at its most powerful moment in this state.

To Ling Feng's surprise, the hard training was not successful, and only the condensation finger that was barely used once was easily successful after the increase in dry power.

And it was quickly skillfully used by him, after all, he had studied hard and practiced the mudra of the Void Finger.

The Condensation Finger that was mixed with more dry power was the most surprising to Ling Feng because of its great power.

Ling Feng's hands by the river quickly sealed, and the complicated handprints were cast by him in one breath.

In the air, as his handprints condensed, there was a flow of vitality around his body, which was the effect of triggering the vitality of heaven and earth.

Among the Yuan Qi martial artists, the situation that would only appear after breaking through the acquired forging realm and stepping into the innate pulse realm actually appeared in him.

Ling Feng indulged in the contemplation of martial arts. The Condensation Finger, which was called a ground-level martial art by the Elder of the Wild Lion, was used to the extreme, could the power actually reach the combat power of the Tongmai Realm?

There was still a hint of uncertainty in my heart. Shake your head and shake your mind aside.

"How powerful it is, you will know when you show it. ”

The vitality on his fingers was uncertain, mixed with blue dry power, and the strength continued to condense, and finally reached the limit that Ling Feng could bear.

The foot took the next step, and the finger pointed towards the cliff face of the opposite mountain stream.

Boom, boom.

On the opposite cliff, a small hill was smashed by the flying fingers. Rocks roll down, such as a landslide.

Ling Feng looked at this scene in shock, was this caused by his own fingers? Unbelievable.

Look at your fingers, there is no damage at all, and most of the dry energy in the body is lost.

Ling Feng was extremely suspicious at this time that this Condensation Finger was practiced by the Qianyuan Martial Artists. It's no wonder that his strength is still weak, and it is difficult for him to succeed in cultivation.

It seems that the old guy of the mad lion has played tricks on himself, and the power of this martial art has indeed reached the level of the ground level, but ordinary martial artists cannot cultivate at all, even if ordinary Qianyuan martial artists, if their dry power is weak, it is difficult to exert their power.

Think about the wild lion at that time, he swore and was extremely generous.

When you gave yourself martial arts, you looked like you had made a lot of money, Ling Feng scolded secretly, the old guy is too thief, and he left such a big pit for himself without revealing his mouth at all.

People are old and cunning, and they are indeed true. I couldn't help but greet his maternal relatives a hundred times.

......

In the Royal Martial Academy, a lion-shaped spirit beast covered in purple crystals opened its mouth and swallowed a low-level rabbit-like dry beast sent by the Elder Wild Lion in one gulp.

Obviously, a low-level rabbit could not satisfy it, and there was an extremely human expression of dissatisfaction in its eyes.

"Old lion, you have been wronged for two days, the old illness is just right, and it is not easy to overeat in these two days. ”

Sneeze.

Elder Lion suddenly sneezed and shuddered.

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back?"

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