The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

High in the sky.

Ye Feng was crossing the catastrophe.

His Heavenly Sacred Realm catastrophe was terrifying, more than ten times stronger than that of ordinary practitioners.

However, Ye Feng didn't panic at all.

He just relied on a powerful physical body to shake the thunder, swallowing the origin and increasing the physical body, and his strength became more and more consolidated.

"Is this the strength of the Heavenly Saint Realm?"

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and could feel the extremely strong vision of the world in his palm.

A palm can crush any Heavenly Sage.

This is in the case of using only one's own power to cultivate, if you use the holy supernatural powers, you can hardly shake the holy.

Of course, his Fa cultivation strength is still very weak!

Relying solely on the power of Dharma cultivation is very difficult, and if you want to deal with powerful enemies, you have to rely on physical cultivation, the power of the world, and other means.

"My Dharma cultivation is promoted to Heavenly Sage, but it's not enough."

Ye Feng whispered.

The promotion of Dharma to the holy is the beginning of Taoism.

God?

It's still far away!

After half an hour.

Ye Feng's breath became more and more vague.

Today, he has consolidated his cultivation base through the thunder pond of the Thunder Temple, and has completely established his footing.

A bottle appeared in his hand.

This is the true blood of all souls!

There are more than 10,000 soul blood of ancient true spirits in it, and each of them is an existence comparable to a fairyland.

Slightly stronger, enough to compare to the earth immortal and the celestial immortal.

The strongest, can compare to Xianzun!

If so much of the ancient true soul blood is absorbed by one person, it can make the physical body even more terrifying.

"It's no wonder that the Celestial Silkworm Immortal Emperor accepted Tianluo Xianzun's entrustment to dispatch the avatar to the lower realm. This bottle of true blood of all spirits is enough to bring a huge improvement to the Immortal Emperor."

"but…"

"Now it's mine."

Ye Feng grinned.

He opened the cork and took a deep breath.

More than 10,000 rays of light of various colors sprayed out, all of which were sucked into the body by Ye Feng and scattered into the limbs and corpses.

"what!"

The powerful force washes through the body.

Ye Feng couldn't help but muffled.

He can feel the breath of ancient true spirits such as true dragons, colorful phoenixes, unicorns, evil beasts, wild lions, and dark crows.

They roar in the body.

The endless blood pressure swept all around.

However, with the crushing force of the majestic Qi and blood in Ye Feng's body, the true soul blood was digested and absorbed, and gradually melted into an eternal phantom.

Click!

Ye Feng suddenly clenched his fist, and behind him a ghost of a giant chaotic beast appeared, it was the physical talent that was awakened after refining the true blood of all spirits.

With one punch, the chaos is gone!

No matter how powerful the Immortal Venerable and the Most Holy, facing Ye Feng's Chaos Fist, they will be crushed to pieces.

"I want to perform a physical supernatural power called "Chaotic Fist", which is more powerful than "Ten Thousand Worlds Fist"."

Ye Feng whispered.

He crossed his knees in the void, drank a cup of enlightenment tea, his fists kept blasting out, making chaotic fist marks.

Boom!

Every punch can blast the void.

As strong as the Shenzhou Tiandao, they were a little palpitating, and said: "The physical body of Daoist Ye Feng is getting more and more terrifying."

Polar galaxy.

Emperor star, crystal king constellation.

The ancient holy **** sensed a sense of chaos, and couldn't help but look at the Chinese mainland and sense it carefully.

"Ye Feng's body has transformed, and the law of chaos has evolved, which is stronger than the law of strength."

"Of course, there are too few such rules."

"Compared with my law of strength, I lost in quantity, but if it is a battle of the same level, I should really be inferior to him by strength alone."

The ancient holy **** whispered.

Ye Feng's body was terrifying enough, and he also realized the law of strength, pure and vast, and the true blood of all spirits made his body go further.

If the true blood of all spirits is given to others, it will not be able to achieve transformation, at best it can greatly enhance the physical body.

But Ye Feng is different!

His physical body is already terrifying.

But today, the practitioners of the Misty Sect continue to make breakthroughs, making Ye Feng's physical strength even further, reaching the critical value of transformation, which is just a step away.

This bottle of true blood of all spirits is the help for the breakthrough.

High in the sky.

Ye Feng kept deducing "Chaotic Fist".

on the ground.

Everyone is still refining the original power erupting from the fairy sacred spring. A generation of disciples such as Mo Ying have at least reached the level of the emperor of heaven, and several of them are attacking the quasi-sages.

Cang! Cang!

Two loud sword sounds spread.

Mo Ying and Huo Yunjie rose into the sky, it was precisely because they successfully merged the two elemental powers that they entered the first-round quasi-sage.

"Breakthrough!"

Mo Ying and Huo Yunjie looked at each other, separated to different heights, preparing to meet the thunder disaster.

"what!"

Wang Ping'an yelled, burning his buttocks, soaring into the sky, his body entangled by thunder.

Its cultivation base has actually entered the quasi-sage!

The fierce thunder robbery was about to fall.

"No way!"

"Brother Wang is also quasi-sage?"

"I heard that it had absorbed the fire spirit elixir given by the head, not only its own flame power has skyrocketed, but even the cultivation base has skyrocketed to a few small realms, so it entered the quasi-sage."

"Fire Spirit Pill?"

"No wonder!"

The disciples of the Misty Sect looked envious.

"It's worthy of being a fairy holy spring!"

Both Liufeng and Liquor were awakened.

They were originally manifested saints and absorbed the power of the fairy holy spring. Although they have not broken through the heavenly holy, their cultivation base has risen, and they can enjoy the eruption of the fairy holy spring one or two times to break the realm.

"Very pure breath!"

The Jade God also regained consciousness.

She is already a Heavenly Sage, and there are many difficulties to continue to break through in this realm. Even if she absorbs the power of the fairy holy spring, she can only reach the middle stage of the Heavenly Sage.

"I haven't broken through yet, so boring!"

Concubine Fox leaned on the Qicai Enlightenment Tea Tree, carried the Hunyuan stick, and yawned.

Her upgrade energy is stuck at 99.9%.

The first, second, third, fourth, and fifth generations of disciples all achieved breakthroughs, especially the five generations of disciples with a lower cultivation level, breaking through three small realms per capita.

"Roar!"

High in the sky.

The flat-headed brother swelled to a height of tens of meters, covered in armor, covered with hard dorsal fins, and his breath became more and more violent.

Beside it, standing many spirit beasts.

Little white fox, red fox, dog Erha...

Their cultivation base is the starting **** original realm demon emperor.

The guardian spirit beasts of the first echelon, such as Pingtou and Hu Dahong, have already entered the quasi-sage and are powerful.

All parts of China Mainland.

The practitioners of many forces looked envious.

"The strength of the Misty Sect has skyrocketed!"

"Yes!"

"The disciples of the first echelon are all quasi-sages, better than our true disciples in holy places."

"Not to mention the true disciples, the saint children of our holy land, they may not be comparable to the generation of disciples who have been in the ethereal sect. They are powerful, and the future must be in the holy realm."

"no way!"

"This is the sect led by Ye Zhangmen."

The saint masters and elders of the major forces shook their heads and sighed, feeling that the Misty Sect was too strong.

Compared with them, my holy place is similar to pediatrics.

Time passed bit by bit.

The practitioners of the Misty Sect are all working hard, and no one wasted this precious opportunity.

The fairy sacred spring was taken back from Tianlan Immortal Territory by Ye Feng's great efforts.

If it weren't for Ye Feng, they would not be blessed by UU reading www.uukānshu.com.

Even the countless ancient sages of the Shenzhou Continent, in order to absorb the power of the fairy holy spring, some died, some were mutilated, and some disappeared, all paying a heavy price.

And this highlights the preciousness of the fairy holy spring.

Boom!

The second-generation disciple Shen Yu, the third-generation disciple Han Yonghui, the fourth-generation disciple Zhang Tianyuan, and the fifth-generation disciple Ding Qingshu are all making rapid breakthroughs and their foundations are consolidated.

After half a day.

The eruption of the fairy holy spring is over.

High in the sky.

Ye Feng is still deducing "Chaotic Fist".

Beside him, there are countless fist marks appearing, densely packed, completely sealing the void, and the chaotic aura contained in it can kill the soul.

With a punch, the holy realm falls!