Han Feng secretly sighed. If he thought about it, he should be able to survive the nine lightning bolts, but the last one was missing.
This situation has happened more than ten times, but he has no solution for a while, so he can only immerse himself in practice and try again and again.
Time flies, and more than half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.
Han Feng fell into a deep sleep during this period and dreamed of a big river flowing through chaos. He didn't know where it came from or where it was going. It seemed to have no end, which was extremely strange.
He didn't dare to get close to this big river, just because the aura it exuded was so majestic, and it felt like he could clearly feel the thrilling fluctuations it sent from an infinite distance away.
Han Feng was ups and downs in the vast chaos. This time he did not enter any continent again. He drifted like this for two or three months. Finally, he was hit by a ray of light that suddenly appeared in the chaos and lost all consciousness.
When he woke up, he found that his soul body had shrunk by nearly half, and his entire abdomen had completely crystallized, shining and dazzling.
He didn't waste any time, barely rested, and stretched out his hand to draw in the air again. He outlined most of the ninth-grade talisman like a wild horse, crossed the chasm, and then controlled the soul dragon to break through seven lightning attacks in a row.
In the midst of the chopping of the eighth lightning, he swallowed the power of thunder and lightning, put it to death and then resurrected, and came to the front of the ninth lightning in one go.
Han Feng crossed his hands and moved his fingers quickly. The crystal light of his soul body surged, and the majestic and pure soul power poured into the dragon, causing scales to appear on its body surface, shining brightly, to resist the bombardment of the ninth thunder and lightning. , crackling sound.
The dragon was changing in depth, but the speed was still a little slow. The power of the ninth thunder and lightning was extremely huge, smashing its scales into pieces one by one. The terrifying power of thunder and lightning invaded its body, like a flame. Generally, if it is burned, the entire dragon will collapse and be completely annihilated in a short time.
Han Feng's soul body shook slightly, and he felt weak, dizzy, and extremely sleepy. He almost fell asleep again.
He took a deep breath and managed to hold on. He felt that he had not reached the limit yet and there was no need to fall asleep again, otherwise he would not know when he would wake up.
Even if he can get a lot of improvement in his sleep, time is the most precious. If he leaves here, it will be more difficult for him to draw the ninth grade talisman.
As long as he succeeds once, it will be deeply ingrained in his soul sea. Even if he goes outside, he can recall it enough to draw it again.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and resisted the sleepiness, but did not fall down.
At this moment, his soul burst out with brilliant light and colorful colors. Waves of warmth surged from his abdomen, making his fatigue gradually disappear.
More importantly, he felt that his soul seemed to be purer, as if it had been refined.
"Strange, could it be that by resisting the sleepiness, I would get more benefits?" Han Feng secretly guessed.
He thought for a while, no longer hesitated, and immediately started drawing the ninth grade talisman again.
Time flew by and another month passed. Han Feng could no longer remember how many times he had failed.
He yawned again and again, and his soul body had already become dim, but he gritted his teeth and persisted in not falling asleep. Each time, his soul body was tempered and became more restrained.
At the same time, strands of special gas will seep out of the sky, all of which will flow into his soul body, continuously replenishing his consumption.
The degree of crystallization of his soul body continued to spread to his chest. After more than ten days, his neck was completely crystallized, sparkling with brilliant seven-color light.
Han Feng felt refreshed and not sleepy at all. He continued to draw the ninth grade talisman, fighting against each other without giving in.
Time passed by slowly, and the time came to the twenty-fifth year.
He knew that he didn't have much time left to stay here, so he seized the time to practice and devoted himself wholeheartedly to drawing the ninth-grade talisman.
He was already able to control the dragon to rush to the ninth bolt of lightning, and he could also turn the dragon into a dragon, but he was still one step away and failed to survive.
At this moment, the talisman light reappeared, the talisman path spread, and the soul power dragon once again came to the eighth thunder and lightning.
Han Feng made a seal with both hands, and the light of his soul spread, crossed the talisman path, and poured into the dragon, causing its scales to burst out in advance, blocking the eighth lightning attack without any damage, and then facing the ninth lightning attack in one fell swoop. .
In a daze, the color of the ninth lightning seemed to be black. It was completely different from the other eight white lightnings, and its power was naturally completely different. As soon as it fell, several scales of the Soul Power True Dragon collapsed, allowing it to shine brightly. Radiate.
However, Han Feng held the technique in his hand tightly, and the light of the soul body surged over like a tide, making up for the consumption of the real dragon's soul power through the air, allowing its scales to regenerate, firmly resisting the bombardment of black lightning, and allowing the talisman to pass through. I was able to continue extending and gradually saw the end.
That is a place of endless light, extremely brilliant!
"boom!"
At this moment, the black thunder and lightning spawned a ball of black flames, which came one after another, burning the soul dragon and twisting it.
Han Feng was anxious, but suddenly he was blessed. The seal in his hand suddenly changed, and he used the black fire seal to control the real dragon with soul power. The latter immediately curled up, and black flames also appeared all over his body. He used fire to control the fire, and blocked it with all his strength.
The two fires collided, making a loud roar, and the entire talisman path seemed to collapse.
The eyebrows of Han Feng's soul body suddenly lit up, and a colorful light shot out, which instantly replenished the soul power of the true dragon, greatly increasing its power. It reversely extinguished the black flame derived from the ninth thunder and lightning, and at the same time opened the big mouth, bite it and swallow it in one bite.
After a while, the ninth bolt of lightning collapsed and was swallowed up by the true dragon of soul power. Instead, it became stronger, emitting colorful light, filling the entire talisman path, making up for all the defects, and finally the ninth-grade talisman took shape.
The light in front seemed to gradually form a portal, but it disappeared in a flash. Then the entire light spread and was embedded with the entire talisman path. The talisman light surged and the spiritual pressure spread out. , covering an area of hundreds of feet.
Han Feng bathed in the light of these talismans and was filled with joy. He finally succeeded.
At this moment, his soul body was further crystallized, quickly spreading from his neck to his chin, then his cheeks, then his eyes and forehead, and finally to the top of his head, his entire head. It is also completely crystallized.
The light is bright and colorful!
He felt that his soul power was as vast and surging as the ocean. A random thought could draw thousands of strands of spiritual energy to him, and he could create various spells at will.
