"What I wish for!"
Being able to make an immortal use all his combat power, Yang Feng believed that he had received the honor he deserved.
I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat him! He has no regrets!
"Xianlin Jiutian!"
With a trace of regret, Jiuque Immortal Master still used his immortal magic power.
On the dome of the ninth sky tower, countless immortal shadows descended, feeling oppressed by the immortals.
No one can withstand it.
"Is this the unparalleled immortal technique of Jiuque Immortal Lord, coming to the nine heavens?"
"That's right! Yang Feng is dead!"
"The gap between the Tribulation Stage and the True Immortal is really an insurmountable gap."
…
Countless immortal shadows descended and surrounded Yang Feng.
Even someone as strong as Yang Feng felt the complete sense of oppression.
"Is this magic? Sure enough, I am still too weak now."
The true immortal has understood the next level of the law, and the power of the domain has not been able to affect the immortal.
These figures from all directions were killing Yang Feng.
At this moment, Yang Feng felt a thorn in his back, as if he was locked and unable to escape.
Boom boom boom!
Bang bang bang!
The attack fell on Yang Feng, and Yang Feng's figure was submerged.
"do you died?"
"Hmph! So what about taboos? In front of immortals, they are nothing!"
…
The seven Tianque Kings sneered. In their opinion, Yang Feng was already having fun.
No chance of surviving.
"Ahem! Are you not planning to hold back at all?"
Yang Feng's chest rose and fell violently. He did not rush to take action and passively withstood the blow.
With the power of the immortal body, he was seriously injured for the first time.
"I said I will do my best, so I'm sorry."
The other party had no intention of giving Yang Feng a chance to breathe, but wanted a quick victory.
Come again, fight!
Wearing silver armor and white robes, coupled with an immortal body, but still injured, Yang Feng did not dare to underestimate this trace of regret.
Immortal magic and his current magical power are completely the product of two levels.
"Six Swords Sacred Box!"
Qixing, Longyuan...the six holy swords, under the control of Yang Feng, slashed towards Jiuque Immortal Lord.
"You have the inheritance of several immortal arts. Unfortunately, as I said, your cultivation level is not enough, so even if your background is deep enough, you don't have the slightest chance."
Yang Feng was hit with real fire, and the three Dharma statues stood in the air, appearing behind him, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.
The Lingsha sword was inserted into the ground, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily.
"Don't be proud! I'm not defeated yet!"
After saying that, Yang Feng rushed forward again.
He could not retreat, whether it was for Gu Qianqian or to cure his mother's illness.
Carrying the three-foot Lingsha Sword, he walked towards Jiuque Immortal Lord step by step.
"Immortal will!"
As soon as these words came out, Yang Feng was hindered! Because the space he belongs to is oppressed by the will of Jiuque Immortal Lord.
There is a difference between immortals and mortals. In the eyes of immortals, mortals are just ants.
No matter how evil Yang Feng is, he is only in the period of integration. There are many things that he is doomed to be unable to do.
In the process of walking towards Jiuque Immortal Lord, Yang Feng felt an invisible pressure that became heavier and heavier.
Moreover, according to his pressure, it increased layer by layer. If he continued, Yang Feng would probably die.
"Is it the will of immortality? It's exactly what I want!"
Not only did Yang Feng have no intention of stopping, but he walked even more diligently.
There is a sense of oppression. Without oppression, there is no motivation. The seven Tianque Kings joined forces to make him feel pressure, but they did not give him this sense of oppression.
No matter where the other party stands, there is an invisible sense of oppression, like a big mountain.
Yang Feng, who had 800,000 kilograms of physical strength, once again felt the long-lost oppression.
When he entered the Land of Immortal Fall, what he desperately longed for was this sense of oppression.
Only in this way can his potential be stimulated and let him break through again.
On the journey of cultivating immortality, it becomes more and more difficult to practice as you go later. Each retreat takes ten to a hundred years, or even longer.
Yang Feng could wait, but his mother couldn't wait.
His mother had just entered the immortal path, and her spiritual roots were exhausted, so she was not suitable for practice. The only thing he could do was to continue to work hard to practice and break through the realm of cultivation.
Now the residual thoughts of Jiuque Immortal Lord have undoubtedly given him a chance.
"Boy, I know what you're thinking. You want to use me to put pressure on you, stimulate your potential, and help you break through the realm of cultivation. It's a good idea, but it's unfortunately unrealistic."
Jiuque Immortal Master, who has matured with age, can see through Yang Feng's thoughts at a glance.
Yang Feng accepted it calmly, but he had no intention of backing down. He began to realize in his heart that he wanted to condense another Dharma form.
The prerequisite is that one must understand the power of a domain so that the Dharma can be condensed.
Three thousand chaos demon gods.
He has only completed one thousandth of it, and there is still a long way to go.
Every time the Immortal Will takes a step closer to the Jiuque Immortal Lord, the pressure on his body will reach an unimaginable level.
Yang Feng has now walked ninety-nine steps, his body has begun to crack, and his clothes are soaked with blood.
Blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth and bleeding from all his orifices.
"The will of immortality represents the boundary between immortality and mortals. You'd better give up. This way you may die slower."
The immortal will exerted by Jiuque Immortal Lord is not any immortal method, but its power is better than all immortal methods.
There is a difference between immortals and mortals. This has existed since the birth of immortals.
No matter how talented and potential Yang Feng is, he is still a mortal after all.
Before they survive the catastrophe, they are just mortals.
The realm of physical immortality?
The soul is immortal and the body is immortal!
This is based on the premise that the opponent has not reached the level of immortal, otherwise the opponent will become an immortal. All mortal means will fail.
Yang Feng's only support is the Immortal Killing Sword.
He is a mortal immortal in Nirvana, but he only has the strength to strike out with one more sword, and this strike must be when the opponent is defenseless.
Otherwise, he will be the one who dies.
He accepted the will of immortality in order to hone himself and stimulate the potential in his body.
It was also to cover up, and even more to get close to Jiuque Immortal Lord. He didn't know how many tricks this residual thought had, but he didn't dare to gamble.
The other party knew that he had awakened three thousand Chaos Demon Gods and it was impossible for him to continue to grow, but it was his only choice to endure the oppression of the immortal will.
"Hmph! It's just a wisp of will, not to mention that when Heaven descends on the world-destroying thunder and calamity, I'm still alive and kicking. This so-called will is just my whetstone."
Yang Fengzhu held the Lingsha Sword and advanced step by step with difficulty.
Every step he takes leaves a blood mark on the ground.
"You have some courage, but today I want to tell you that in the face of absolute strength, your so-called courage is worthless!"
Boom boom!
Yang Feng's body began to break into pieces, and his body was already overwhelmed.
Even with the silver armor and white robes, which are constantly soaked in immortal blood, the immortal battle clothes on the surface of the immortal body are constantly being reorganized.
Yang Feng's body still began to completely break.
It's like paper, the immortal body, the immortal essence and blood, all of which cannot be cured.
The silver armor and white robe were squeezed into pieces, and the oozing essence and blood soaked into Yang Feng's body.
Unconsciously, Yang Feng had more immortal blood in his body, although it was only a few drops of immortal blood.
But don't forget that the immortal blood was only stored in the silver armor and white robe before. What's more, if Yang Feng dares to play like this, the greatest certainty is that he will survive the Nirvana Tribulation in the world of mortals.
The power of nirvana remaining in the body.
If it is not broken, it will not be established. If it is broken, it will be established. This is the power of Nirvana.
After the cells were destroyed, they were constantly reorganized. The power of nirvana was drawn and began to roam around Yang Feng's limbs and bones.
"He's not dead? Is this the reincarnation of Xiaoqiang?"
"What a rich source of life energy. It is worthy of being a creature that has cultivated its body to the point of immortality."
"What a pity! When he meets an immortal, he is destined to end!"
…
Seeing that Yang Feng's body was broken and then reorganized, many Tianque kings were frightened.
How did he temper his body to polish it to this level?
"Is he immortal? Even the law of heaven can't stop his footsteps?"
No one noticed, Gu Qianqian.
Her second soul was also paying attention to the changes in Yang Feng.
She had a hunch that Yang Feng was transforming through this, and in the past few years with Yang Feng, even though the initiative of the body was in the first soul.
But she has also been paying attention to Yang Feng. Every time she reunites with Yang Feng, she can sense the earth-shaking changes in Yang Feng.
She originally thought that Yang Feng was blessed by some kind of chance, but today, after seeing Yang Feng's crazy behavior, she understood everything.
This method of cultivation is simply suicide!
The body continues to collapse and then reorganize. The pain involved is beyond what ordinary people can endure.
"You are really transforming, but don't you think it's not the right time for you to transform?"
Jiuque Immortal Lord takes action.
Dang!
A sword with a bright star stood in front of Yang Bao.
"Hey! If you want to touch him, you have to ask the sword in my hand first."
Gu Qianqian took action, and she was the second soul.
"Qianqian, this is what caused the trouble. How could he take action to protect this boy named Yang?"
"That's wrong! These two are monks from the outside world. Do they know each other?"
Soon, the Lord of Jiuque City became suspicious.
"It seems that the first soul has started to take effect."
"Fortunately, otherwise Xiao Feng would have been in danger just now."
…
Mochou and the other three people were worried about Yang Feng.
"Oh? If I remember correctly, the purpose of your coming here is to accept my inheritance, right? Now save my enemies, don't you want to..."
"If I kill you, the inheritance will still be mine!"
Gu Qianqian's domineering attitude was revealed.
"Hahaha! It's interesting. It's been a long time since I met anyone who dared to challenge me. Do you think the two of you can work together until my residual thoughts disappear? It's really ridiculous!"
Jiuque Immortal Lord sounded with mocking words.
"Qianqian, is that you?"
Yang Feng sent a message to Gu Qianqian.
"What? If you only recognize the first soul, am I not your Qianqian?"
The indifferent second soul rarely said a word of love.
"Ahem!"
Yang Feng almost choked. Is there anything wrong with this woman? Not only did she occupy Qianqian's body, but she still wanted to occupy him.
Unreasonably strong.
"Uh, thank you very much just now."
"Ha! Who said you are my man?"
There was a hint of helplessness in Gu Qianqian's tone.
"Stop talking nonsense, hand over the inheritance, and give you a good time."
Gu Qianqian continued to stimulate Jiuque Immortal Lord, and she could see the changes in Yang Feng's body at this time.
"Hmph! I'll suppress you first, then I'll see what kind of waves this kid can make."
Some people died, but not completely...
