At this moment, Han Feng's body was burning like fire, and the pain was excruciating, as if thousands of long needles were piercing his internal organs and eight extra meridians at the same time. The pain made him grimace and almost fainted.
Fortunately, since he had been practicing the Soul Refining Vajra Art, he had a far greater tolerance for pain than ordinary people. Now, while gritting his teeth, the severe pain came and went quickly, and he could get through it in just one or two breaths.
However, after a while, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, lightning flashed, and a bolt of lightning about an inch thick struck down.
Han Feng still didn't dodge. He took a deep breath and frantically ran the Soul Refining Diamond Technique, releasing a scorching light to protect his body.
The next moment, lightning fell on him, breaking through his defense almost instantly, rushing into his body, destroying his limbs and bones wantonly, but under the protection of Qigong, he stood up again without any danger. in the past and have benefited a lot from it.
Of course, after enduring this time, Han Feng also suffered a lot of trauma. Black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth involuntarily. At the same time, black dirt began to ooze from the surface of his body, which was as sticky as paste-like sludge and gave off a strong odor. .
Han Feng was happy in his heart. He knew that the black dirt was the waste in his body. It was the impurities that he had swallowed up spiritual materials and deposited deep in his body for so long. He had not been able to excrete them. This time, he finally used the power of thunder and lightning to force them out. , making his body feel much more relaxed.
At this moment, a third, thicker bolt of lightning landed on him again, instantly breaking through his protective light and invading his body again.
The blow came so fast and suddenly that he barely managed to recover. He screamed, vomited a mouthful of blood, and almost collapsed to the ground.
At this critical moment, he jumped out of the mist immediately, but the lightning fragments remaining in his body were still causing chaos. Even with the suppression of the Soul Refining Diamond Art, it caused considerable damage to his meridians, flesh and blood, and his true energy was as chaotic as a pot of porridge. Almost collapsed.
Han Feng's limbs were trembling, but he gritted his teeth and persisted without falling down. He survived this disaster with his incomparable tenacity and willpower.
He was sweating profusely, his face was covered with sweat, and his eyes shone with a strange light. They were excited eyes, because he felt that the meridians in his body were beginning to expand, heading towards unknown territory.
Obviously, his meridians are heading towards the thirteenth root. Once successful, his qualifications will change from ordinary level to earth level, achieving a qualitative improvement.
Unfortunately, the expansion of the meridians only lasted for a short while, and then it became ineffective.
Han Feng was dumbfounded. He endured the old and new injuries and looked inside. He found that the thirteenth meridian had only been opened in the head. I am afraid that not even one-tenth of it was completed.
Han Feng thought for a while, and finally sat down cross-legged. He took out several pills and drank them. After using his true energy to digest the potency, more than a quarter of an hour later, the injuries in his body had fully recovered.
He closed his eyes and continued to regulate his breath and recuperate. He stood up only after he was almost completely recovered. Without much hesitation, he rushed into the mist again and was bombarded by lightning one after another.
Use thunder to temper your body and stimulate your own potential, in order to break through bottlenecks and gain the qualifications to enter the earthly level!
Time flew by, and more than an hour passed before he knew it. Han Feng raced against every second, and went in and out of the minefield with a desperate mentality for six rounds. He received no less than twenty lightning bolts before and after. There was a lot of his blood on the ground, and he His body was covered with a thick layer of dirt, wrapping him like a turtle shell. At this moment, under the attack of lightning, it completely cracked. With a snap, the pieces fell to the ground, revealing his crystal clear body. The shiny skin was shining, and soon a white light was transmitted through it, shining in all directions.
The Spiritual Refining Diamond Art in his body was running violently and orderly, rapidly digesting the power of thunder and lightning and converting it into pure special spiritual power. At this moment, it was not only tempering his outer skin, but also beginning to forge his flesh and blood. The blood all over his body began to surge, rushing like the Yangtze River, becoming more and more powerful.
There was a loud "boom", and another bolt of lightning struck down, directly entering his body, causing a huge impact.
Han Feng coughed up blood and had to temporarily withdraw from the minefield and take a deep breath. It took a while to digest the remaining lightning fragments in his body.
He then took out a few healing pills and drank them. After thoroughly refining the potency, he recovered a little.
Han Feng's eyes flashed and he looked toward the fog area. His body moved slightly. Just as he was about to step into the minefield again, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.
Han Feng was a little surprised. He turned around, raised his head and looked into the distance. He displayed his soul power and swept hundreds of feet ahead.
Long Yulan of the Yuxian Sect led a group of people up. Apparently he also discovered Han Feng's existence. He was far away and smiled and said through the message: "Haha, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Han."
Han Feng smiled faintly, but did not speak. Of course, he did not avoid them deliberately. After all, they had already appeared and there was no time to hide at this moment.
The other party quickly walked up. The fellow trainer who had had issues with Han Feng before glanced at him coldly and said coldly: "Boy, you must have gained a lot after coming here so long in advance. You must meet me in person." Do you think the monks from the Sect have to hand it over?"
Hearing this, Han Feng looked at them calmly and found that all of them were present. Even Long Yulan had no intention of stopping the junior trainee.
He nodded and said with a chuckle: "Of course there is a harvest. You can come and get it, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability!"
"What did you say?!" The junior trainee was furious, pointed at Han Feng and cursed: "How brave, do you know what will happen if you offend our Sect monks?!"
Han Feng remained unmoved and stood there with a smile on his face, silent, as if he didn't take them seriously at all.
The junior trainee was furious, and with a flash of inspiration, he took out the green jade ruler, rushed out more than ten feet, and waved the jade ruler forward. The green light surged, like a river bursting its embankment, and dozens of green wolves appeared. It instantly transformed and rushed towards Han Feng with a roar.
Han Feng did not underestimate the opponent's attack, nor did he take out the broken sword to respond to the enemy. Instead, he simply made a fist seal and danced like a hot wheel. A series of bright fist shadows flew out, and in the blink of an eye, he Crossing a distance of tens of feet, he violently collided with a pack of wolves.
In an instant, there was a buzzing sound of flying sand and rocks. There was chaos within thirty to forty feet, which could be said to block out the sky. Stones the size of millstones were rolled up into the air by the air waves, and exploded in an instant, shooting out in all directions, bringing out streaks. On the red cloud road, sharp sounds came and went one after another.
