high in the air.

Ye Feng is crossing the catastrophe.

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

However, Ye Feng didn't panic at all.

He insisted on relying on his powerful physical body to shake Thunder, devouring the source to increase the physical body, and his strength became more and more consolidated.

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

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

With one palm down, any heavenly saint can be crushed.

This is the case where only the power of one's own law is used. If you use the holy power, you can shake the holy.

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

Relying solely on the power of law cultivation is very difficult. If you want to deal with a strong enemy, you have to rely on physical training, the power of the world and other means.

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

Ye Feng murmured.

The cultivation of Dharma to the highest level is the beginning of Taoism.

Holy?

It's not even close!

After half an hour.

Ye Feng's breath became more and more vast.

Today, he has consolidated his cultivation through the Thunder Pond of the Thunder Temple, and has completely gained a firm foothold.

In his hand, a bottle appeared.

This is the true blood of all spirits!

It contains more than 10,000 kinds of soul blood of ancient true spirits, each of which is comparable to the existence of fairyland.

Slightly stronger ones are comparable to earth immortals and heavenly immortals.

The strongest, comparable to the Immortal Venerable!

If so many ancient true soul bloods were absorbed by one person, it would make the physical body even more terrifying.

"It's no wonder that Immortal Emperor Tiancan accepts the entrustment of Tianluo Immortal Venerable to send a clone to the lower realm. This bottle of true blood of all spirits is enough to bring a huge improvement to the Immortal Emperor."

"but…"

"It's mine now."

Ye Feng grinned.

He uncorked the bottle and took a deep breath.

More than 10,000 rays of light of different colors gushed out, all of which were sucked into Ye Feng's body and dispersed into his limbs and bones.

"ah!"

A powerful force washed through the body.

Ye Feng couldn't help but let out a muffled sound.

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

They roar inside.

Endless blood pressure swept all around.

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

Click!

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

With one punch, chaos is destroyed!

No matter how powerful the Immortal Venerable and the Supreme Saint are, they will be smashed to pieces in the face of Ye Feng's Chaos Fist.

"I want to deduce a physical supernatural power called "Chaos Fist", which is more powerful than "Ten Thousand Realms Fist."

Ye Feng murmured.

He crossed his knees in the void, drank a cup of Dao Enlightenment tea, and punched out his fists continuously, making chaotic fist marks one after another.

Boom!

Every punch can explode the void.

As strong as the Heavenly Dao of Shenzhou, he felt a little palpitation, and said: "Fellow Daoist Ye Feng's physical body is getting more and more terrifying."

Polaris galaxy.

Emperor Star, Crystal Emperor.

The ancient holy **** sensed a chaotic atmosphere, and couldn't help looking at the mainland of China, sensing 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 to my law of strength, I lost in numbers, but if I were to fight at the same level, relying on strength alone, I should really be inferior to him."

The ancient holy **** murmured.

Ye Feng's physical body was already terrifying enough, and he also realized the law of power, pure and vast, and the true blood of all spirits made his physical body make great progress.

If you give the true blood of all spirits to others, you can't achieve transformation, at most you can greatly strengthen your physical body.

But Ye Feng is different!

His physical body was already terrifying.

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

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

high in the air.

Ye Feng continued to deduce "Chaos Fist".

on the ground.

Everyone is still refining the original power erupted from the fairy holy spring. The generation of disciples such as Mo Ying have at least stepped into the level of the emperor of heaven, and several of them are attacking the quasi-sage.

Clang! Clang!

Two loud sword cries spread.

Mo Ying and Huo Yunjie soared into the air, successfully fused the two kinds of energy, and entered the rank of quasi-sage.

"Breakthrough!"

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

"ah!"

Wang Pingan let out a loud roar, burning his buttocks on fire, and shot up into the sky, his body was wrapped in thunder.

His cultivation base has also entered the quasi-sage!

The fierce Thunder Tribulation was about to strike down.

"No way!"

"Senior brother Wang is also quasi-sage?"

"I heard that after absorbing the Fire Spirit Elixir given by the head, not only did his own flame power skyrocket, but even his cultivation base skyrocketed by a few small realms, so he stepped into the quasi-sage."

"Fire spirit elixir?"

"No wonder!"

The disciples of Misty Sect looked envious.

"Worthy of being a fairy spring!"

Liufeng and Jiukuang also woke up.

They were originally saints, and absorbed the power of the holy spring of fairy spirits. Although they hadn't broken through to the celestial sage, their cultivation had greatly increased. After enjoying the eruption of the holy spring of fairy spirits once or twice, they would be able to break through.

"Very pure breath!"

Jade God also woke up.

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

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

Concubine Fox leaned against the seven-color Enlightenment tea tree and yawned while carrying the Hunyuan Stick.

Her upgrade energy is stuck at 99.9%.

The disciples of the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth generations have all achieved breakthroughs, especially the fifth-generation disciples with lower cultivation levels, who have broken through three small realms per capita.

"Roar!"

high in the air.

Brother Pingtou swelled to a height of tens of meters, he was covered in armor, his back was covered with hard dorsal fins, and his breath became more and more violent.

Beside it, stood many spirit beasts.

The little white fox, the red fox, the dog Erha...

Their cultivation is at the beginning of the Shenyuan Realm Demon Emperor.

Brother Pingtou, Hu Dahong and other first echelon guardian spirit beasts have stepped into quasi-sages and are powerful in all directions.

All over mainland China.

Practitioners from many forces looked envious.

"The Misty Sect's strength has skyrocketed this time!"

"yes!"

"The disciples of the first echelon are all quasi-sages, stronger than us true disciples of the Holy Land."

"Let's not talk about true disciples, even the holy sons of our holy land may not be able to compare with the generation of disciples of Misty Sect. They are powerful, and they will definitely be holy land in the future."

"no way!"

"This is the sect led by Sect Master Ye."

The holy lords, elders and other high-level leaders of all major forces shook their heads and sighed, feeling that the Misty Sect is too strong.

Compared with them, my Holy Land is like a pediatrician.

Time passed bit by bit.

The practitioners of Misty Sect are all working hard to cultivate, and no one is wasting this precious opportunity.

Ye Feng spent a lot of effort to take back the fairy holy spring from Tianlan fairyland.

If it wasn't for Ye Feng, they wouldn't have been blessed.

Even the countless ancient sages in the mainland of China~lightnovelpub.net~ paid a heavy price for absorbing the power of the fairy spring, some died, some became disabled, and some disappeared.

And this further highlights the preciousness of the fairy spring.

Boom!

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

After half a day.

The eruption of the Faerie Spring is over.

high in the air.

Ye Feng is still deducing "Chaos Fist".

Beside him, countless fist marks emerged, densely packed, completely sealing off the void, and the chaotic breath contained in them could kill the soul.

With one punch, the holy land falls!

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