Yang Feng has understood 2,982 of the Three Thousand Great Laws.
There are only eighteen laws left to reach perfection.
At this time, Yang Feng was sitting on the shore, letting the waves beat against his body.
Three days and three nights later, the thunderstorm finally dissipated.
With the Law of Combat and the Law of Destruction, Yang Feng's whole aura became more powerful.
However, the stronger Yang Feng is, the more beneficial it is to the gods.
Because of this, Yang Feng really gained the attention of the Star Territory Lord.
"Phew! After practicing for so long, it's time to set off."
The spirit of Bifan, the soul of Qiongqi.
Yang Feng practiced hard in order to get these two things.
The first one to come was Tian Zhi Ya.
This place is like the end of the sky, with a layer of barriers that completely isolates Desolate Star.
The sky should be endless, but the sky of Huangxing is the "end" here.
The "end" of the sky is dark green, so tinged with it that it reveals something strange.
Yang Feng, who was carrying the Demon Suppressing Sword, remained absolutely calm because he knew that this was Qiongqi's territory.
Roar!
Snapped!
The shape is like a cow, but also like a tiger, with a pair of fleshy wings on its back, and a group of green flames in the place of the dragon's horns.
Suddenly, a horned monk wearing a green robe stopped in front of Yang Bie.
Green flames were burning in his pupils, and he ignored Yang Feng.
Poof!
A ray of green light was thrown towards Yang Feng.
Yang Feng didn't move until the green light was about to touch the corner of his clothes. The Demon Suppressing Sword behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath and split the green light with one strike.
Yang Feng did not stop, but took this opportunity to attack Qiongqi at close range.
Qiongqi tilted his body to the right, perfectly avoiding Yang Feng's sword.
boom!
The sword energy that was slashed out cut the rocks on the ground into pieces.
Qiongqi refused to admit defeat, revealed his true colors, and bit directly at Yang Feng.
Monsters like Qiongqi generally have strong bodies but weak souls. This is a characteristic of the monster clan.
On the other hand, the human race has excellent understanding, but the physical body is naturally weak. Unless the body is refined, the physical body will not improve even if the cultivation reaches a certain level.
Looking at Qiongqi who was planning to fight in close combat, Yang Fengzheng was worried that he had no choice but to get close to Qiongqi!
At this moment, it happened that he hadn't physically competed with anyone for a while.
Since the physical body has been cultivated to the realm of transcendence, no one in Daxia Xing can compare with him except those who cultivated the body in the Immortal Fall era.
The ferocious beast in front of me is so strange that I can use it to practice my skills.
Seeing Qiong Qi rushing toward him, Yang Feng did not intend to dodge. Instead, he put the Demon Suppressing Sword on his back again and fought Qiong Qi with his bare hands.
Bang bang bang!
Qiongqi's sharp claws were about to touch Yang Feng but encountered resistance.
There was no blood splashing as it thought.
Instead, he himself was repulsed.
The two figures were not on the same level. According to the human monks Qiongqi had met in the past, if the claw just hit them, they would either die or be disabled.
But he was not discouraged because it was just his mistake.
Yang Feng was happy to see that he was finally able to fight the monster in hand-to-hand combat. In the past, when fighting monsters, he had to be more restrained and suppress his physical strength. He was afraid that if a small punch was taken away, the monster would die. Now, with this strange body, No matter how bad it is, it will never be weaker than a holy weapon.
This is Yang Feng's first sense.
Qiongqi waved his claws and hit Yang Feng.
Boom!
There was a feeling of pins and needles, Qiongqi's hands were clawing, and his eyes were frightened. This was the second time, and this time he used 80% of his physical strength.
It stands to reason that the human race in front of him should not be able to withstand his attack. Why did he feel the pain?
Could it be...
Qiongqi is a mythical beast, and his intelligence is no lower than that of humans. He quickly guessed that the problem was with Yang Feng.
Human monks have always been despicable, so they must be hiding some magic weapon secretly.
Moreover, the lowest grade magic weapon is also a divine weapon.
With Qiongqi's current physical strength, only divine weapons could hurt him, so he was very sure that the monk in green in front of him must have used some dishonorable means. 33
Yang cover was expressionless, but he was secretly happy in his heart. This Qiongqi was indeed a ferocious beast, and its body was actually so powerful that it could last for several rounds in a row.
There was no disadvantage at all.
Now you can rest assured, you don’t have to worry so much, and you can let go.
What he needed was the soul of Qiongqi, and if he was in a fight, he was afraid that he would lose control for a moment and the ferocious beast would burp before he could get the soul of Qiongqi.
And with this Qiongqi appearance, it will definitely look cool when riding it.
"Come again!"
"Human race, you despicable guy, watch if I don't crush your bird!"
Qiongqi was really angry, provoking him again and again. As one of the Four Evils, even though he was now in the Desolate Star and his many methods were restricted, he was still not something that the human race in front of him could bully.
Use all your strength immediately to make him pay the price.
This time, Qiongqi learned from the previous lessons and kept a careful eye on it.
When he pounced on Yang Feng, flames rose up from his body, and it was also poisonous fire.
Yang Feng has absolute confidence in his transcendent physical body. No matter how strong the opponent is, he still only punches one.
It's just that the power of this fist is different from the previous ones.
boom!
Even though the poisonous fire protected his body, Qiongqi couldn't help but twitch all over. This was definitely the body of a human ant. He even suspected that Yang Feng was the monster.
This time he felt firsthand that the monk in green shirt in front of him really relied only on physical strength.
defeated him.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to attack me, even if you die, I will peel off a layer of your skin."
If he compromises easily, then where is his majesty as a ferocious beast?
I would rather die than be humiliated by Yang Feng.
"Who doesn't know how to tell lies?"
Yang Feng had no intention of stopping. He was just about to start fighting and then he blew himself up after thinking about it? Beautiful you!
"Eternal Suppressing Demonic Fist!"
Yang Feng's tiger body shook, and a fist shadow covered the sky and the sun.
The sky at the end of the sky dimmed, and Yang Feng had an awe-inspiring aura.
The first punch is to kill the demon.
boom!
Give it firmly to Qiongqi's face.
Boom!
Along with Qiongqi's figure being blown away, Yang Feng stepped out with his feet, like a flying dragon.
Bang bang bang!
With each punch, Qiongqi's heart-rending shouts rang out.
"Human ants, if you dare to humiliate me like this, you will die badly!"
Forced to this point, Qiongqi no longer even had the desire to take action. He dragged his heavy body and swayed, with a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes. If he didn't have no choice, who would be willing to die?
Even Yang Feng didn't want to die, but he wanted to do it for Bingyao, the soul of Qiongqi.
The fifth punch of the Eternal Demon-Suppressing Fist fell, and Qiongqi, who was originally clawing and clawing, was now lying on the ground dying.
Bleeding from the seven orifices.
The weak breath in his nose proved that he was still breathing and was not completely dead.
This time, a large and small god not far away also witnessed Yang Feng's ferocity.
"This is a satisfying beating. To be honest, if it wasn't forced by the situation, I would still be reluctant to kill you. After all, you are the first one who can survive my punches."
After saying that, Yang Feng was ready to extract Qiongqi's soul.
"Human race, don't even think about it! If you want my demon soul, even if you die, I will never let you go easy!"
Qiongqi said very forcefully, just by listening to his voice, he knew that Qiongqi was very weak, and he was just getting better now.
"Self-destruct? You have no chance."
The Eternal Demon Suppressing Fist, the fifth fist sealing the demon, sealed Qiongqi's whole body. Now Qiongqi just hung his breath, unable to move, and Yang Feng glanced at it, without any pity. This ferocious beast Qiongqi , I don’t know how many innocent people’s blood was stained.
Kill it? Yang Feng didn't have any psychological burden, and the process of extracting Qiongqi's soul was not smooth, because Qiongqi still had a trace of his obsession during his lifetime, which had not dissipated.
However, for Yang Feng, who has mastered many methods of torturing monsters and monster souls, this is not a difficult task.
After successfully extracting the soul of Qiongqi, Yang Feng did not rest and asked the two gods to take him to the next place, the Cape of the Sea.
This is Bifan's lair. Bifan is stronger than Qiongqi because Bifan is the child of a true dragon and a white tiger.
The Dragon Clan has been extremely powerful since its birth. Since then, their cultivation and bloodline have far surpassed that of ordinary creatures. Even the evolution of life levels is beyond the reach of the human race.
Therefore, as the son of a dragon, Bi'an's own strength cannot be underestimated. This is why the essence of Bi'an is the key to improving 'Fen'.
The soul of Qiongqi refers to the demon soul of Qiongqi, while the essence of Bian requires the purest blood essence in Bian's body.
Essence and blood are contained in the blood and are extremely cherished. Once the essence and blood is drained out, it means the death of the creature.
"I didn't expect that your physical body has been cultivated to a state of transcendence. No wonder you dare to ignore us."
A god about the same size as a little girl, when Yang Feng was fighting Qiongqi, she was watching from the side and recognized Yang Feng's strength. This kind of cultivation coupled with his transcendent physical body.
Maybe you can compete with the true immortals just after you achieve the immortal realm.
Since ancient times, the vast majority of immortal cultivators have relied on their cultivation to ascend.
It is extremely rare for a monk to become a saint in the flesh, but once the body becomes a saint, such a monk will definitely be invincible at the same level.
No one can resist the temptation of becoming a saint, but for ordinary monks, it is already very difficult to cultivate immortality, and it can only be said that it is absolutely impossible to cultivate the physical body at the same time.
However, the Yang Feng in front of him was a miracle. In the late stage of the integration stage of cultivation, his physical body transcended the realm.
Just now, the demon soul of Qiongqi, one of the four evil beasts, was extracted with only physical strength. If he uses the magic power of immortality again, he will be able to extract it.
The gods cannot imagine.
"Is this the Cape of the Sea?"
Yang Feng didn't answer this god. If it wasn't for the appointment, Yang Feng wouldn't even bother to answer.
In his heart, nothing can compare to Bingyao.
"Well, but it's your business to obtain the spirit of the beast, so I won't participate. I wish you good luck."
It seemed that he wanted to see Yang Feng deflated.
Yang Feng answered casually.
From a high position, he looked down at the earth, and soon he saw a mythical beast that looked like a tiger and had a dragon's head near where he was.
Staring at the sea, he seemed to feel something, and turned to look at Yang Feng's position.
"Human?!"
Bi Yan looked at the human race in the sky and licked his lips. He couldn't even remember how long it had been since he had eaten meat.
wrong!
It’s because he has never eaten human brains.
Thinking of that taste, Bifan smacked his lips again.
He looked at Yang Feng with provocative eyes.
The purpose of Yang Feng's trip was to get the essence and blood from the opponent's body. If the beast showed goodwill or affection towards him, he might not be able to do it.
But what he is experiencing now is just what he wants, so he won't feel any burden.
"Bi'an, please don't let me down!"
Yang Feng's figure in the air was just a small black dot at first, then expanded infinitely, and finally punched the Bi An on the ground.
Bi An instinctively sensed the crisis and hurriedly avoided it.
And Yang Feng's fist hit the ground, creating a deep pit.
Wait until the smoke and dust dissipates.
There was a dignified and instinctive fear in Biwan's eyes, but after all, he was not an ordinary beast, and he was not as intimidating as Yang Feng.
"Human race, give me your brains!"
Bi'an spits out human fire, and then spits flames from his mouth. The accompanying flames of the divine beast are of an incredibly high level. However, due to the limitation of his strength, Bi'an is now unable to exert the power of his divine fire at all.
Playing with fire?
Yang Feng has never been afraid of an existence like the Great Sun Golden Flame, which is known as the Supreme Ten Thousand Fires.
Soon golden flames rose from the palm of Yang Feng's hand.
Condensed into a fire lotus, and then threw it out.
"This is?"
The demon's pupils shrank sharply, and even he felt a strong threat from this golden dazzling fire lotus.
He naturally felt the movement happening in Tianzhiya, but he would not go in a bad direction. The ferocious beasts in Tianzhiya were strange, but they were not much weaker than him.
Some people died, but not completely...
