Bodhi tree spirit is not a good thing either.
As for Styx, he was well-known as a ruthless person in the prehistoric world.
Yang Feng had no confidence that he could defeat Styx.
When he took action just now, he didn't want the Bodhi Tree Spirit to die.
Styx didn't really want to help him, and he knew it deep down.
"Styx, you are just coveting my body in this dusty world, why bother talking about it?"
Bodhi Tree Spirit, seeing that he could only rely on himself now, was ready to give it a try.
"Since you know it, don't surrender the world of dust with your hands, so you can avoid the pain of this flesh and blood."
Aloof and arrogant!
Perhaps this is the real Ancestor of Styx.
"No way!"
After saying that, the bodhi tree spirit activated the vines and wanted to restrain Styx. Styx, who was wearing a blood robe, disappeared from the place, leaving only an afterimage.
Styx's movement was extremely fast.
"The supreme magical power that shrinks the ground to an inch?!"
Yang Feng's eyes shone brightly and he shrunk to an inch. He was no longer weak to the laws of space.
Even Dacheng is comparable to the laws of space.
"In the dusty world, do you want to hand it over or not?"
Styx was running out of patience.
"I won't pay!"
Even when faced with the powerful Styx Bodhi tree spirit, he still did not choose to surrender.
"Okay! You asked for this."
The blood wave surged into the sky, rushing towards the bodhi tree spirit.
The bodhi tree spirit trembled all over, waiting for the erosion of blood.
"Styx, it's time to stop."
"Whoever dares to stop me is my enemy!"
Minghe, made up his mind that if Yang Feng dared to stop him, he would kill Yang Feng as well.
"snort!"
Yang Feng snorted coldly and took action decisively.
The Vulcan Halberd appeared again, and a light curtain blocked the Bodhi tree spirit.
The menacing blood wave was blocked outside the light curtain.
Ming He's face was gloomy. He didn't expect that Yang Feng would turn against him after rescuing the person.
To be honest, Yang Feng's talent is as powerful as his, and he is also very afraid of it.
Because once such a person grows up, he will be invincible.
The power of two powerful laws.
He may even have some kind of inheritance from the creator god Pangu.
If such a person is not under his command, then he must not be allowed to leave.
So as not to leave trouble for yourself.
"Yang Feng, do you really want to be my enemy?"
"Styx, it's time for you to stop."
Yang Feng still acted calmly. Styx was strong, but not so strong that he had to surrender.
"Okay, no one has dared to talk to me like this for a long time."
Who is Styx?
The master of this Netherworld Blood Sea, even if he is in the blood sea, these hundreds of Blood God Sons and Asura's clones are enough for Yang Feng and Bodhi Tree Spirit to drink a pot.
He shook the bloody robe on his body, rolled up his sleeves and began to fight.
The soul controlled hundreds of Blood God Sons to kill Yang Feng and Bodhi Tree Spirit.
In all directions, there are overwhelming figures.
Like a dark cloud.
Covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
"He's getting serious."
The bodhi tree spirit was so excited that his body couldn't stop trembling.
Styx's cruelty was unforgettable to the Bodhi tree spirit. He really didn't want to provoke such an enemy unless necessary.
The Son of Blood God can control the sea of blood, and the waves of blood come rolling in.
It turned into a rain of blood and spread all over the sky.
The bodhi tree spirit stretched out a palm and made a palm seal. A disc made of wood protected Yang Feng and him from the rain of blood.
Zhi!
Zhi!
Blood raindrops fell on the ground, sizzling and oily.
original
The dry ground turned directly into scorched earth, losing all vitality.
The figure of the Blood God Son disappeared in the rain of blood.
Incarnate into thousands of drops of blood.
Hidden in the rain of blood.
Boom boom!
"Well, disappeared?"
"No, he turned into a rain of blood."
boom!
The blood shadow of the Blood God Son is behind Yang Feng.
Tear!
Qi and blood surged, and Yang Feng felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Yang Feng has never felt pain since the physical immortality state, and now he can feel pain rarely.
Incredible!
"What a strong body!"
The shock in Styx's eyes could not be concealed. This physical body was strong enough to break rocks.
This is completely different from stacking up precious medicines.
It is impossible to hone such a physical body without going through thousands of tribulations and difficulties.
"But it's more challenging this way."
The Blood God Son controlled by Styx suddenly had a frozen expression, and the surprise in his eyes had not disappeared.
A white palm suddenly grabbed his neck.
asphyxia? fear? Shock?
None of this, excitement, unprecedented excitement.
Yang Feng's body is extraordinary and is close to the Holy Body. It is said that the Holy Body and the Holy Realm body will be unparalleledly powerful if developed.
An evil thought came into Ming He's mind to control Yang Feng's body.
"You, you have cultivated your body to an otherworldly level without ever taking the Holy Spirit Fruit. If you swallow the Holy Spirit Fruit, an unprecedented holy body will be born in this barren land."
Sanctification of the flesh.
This is the delusion of every living being. Except for the supreme power of the heel, no living being can reach this point with its own efforts.
But Yang Feng in front of him had a slight possibility of becoming a saint in his physical body.
Bodhi Tree Spirit no longer knows how to describe Yang Feng's level of evil.
"It's just transcendent. This leader was born with the body of a chaotic demon god. Who can rival him in terms of physical body?"
"Yeah?"
Yang Feng grasped the physical hand of the Blood God Son and did not let go.
Click!
Click!
The body of the Blood God Son exploded into debris all over the ground.
Chaos Demon God Body? Invincible physically?
That's it?
He had a hunch that the eighth level of the transcendent realm would soon reach the ninth level, but the ninth level was not what he expected.
He wanted to rush to the realm of sainthood in one breath.
Even if it's just the first-level Saint Realm physical body.
That is also the body of a saint. As long as he survives ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder tribulations, he will be able to achieve complete nirvana and truly become a saint.
This represents the culmination of the first stage of the physical body.
The physical body of the Holy Realm is not bound by the power of the rules of heaven and earth, and can even ascend to the star realm.
Commonly known as, the physical body ascends.
"You've pissed me off completely!"
Ming He didn't expect that Yang Feng would be so fierce, crushing the body of the Blood God Son with his fists.
However, he had hundreds of blood gods under his command, and he did not believe that Yang Feng could crush every one of them.
Styx responded with a fist covered in blood.
boom!
The blood mist exploded, and bright red brain matter burst out.
Sharpen yourself!
Tear!
Five, ten...
A group of Blood God Sons and Asuras grabbed Yang Feng's limbs and neck.
It was as if Yang Feng was to be cut into pieces.
The immortal battle suit shines brightly.
Pure golden blood stained the surface of the body, and Yang Feng felt warm all over his body, just for a moment.
His physical body was completely restored.
Like a little strong guy who can't be beaten to death.
The blood, skin, tendons, bones, and internal organs are all tempered to the extreme.
The blood has long since transformed into "Holy Blood".
"Is this the full strength of the Blood God Son? It seems a bit disappointing?"
Yang Feng looked up at the Styx in the sky. At this time, the Styx had truly raised Yang Feng's status to the same level as him.
He had seen a lot of human body cultivators, but this was the first time he had seen a human body cultivator like Yang Feng, who was so strong that he was almost abnormal.
Burning tendons, forging bones, smelting qi and blood, seems to have been done to the extreme.
There is a realm above the realm of sanctification.
Holy land!
The Holy Realm is divided into nine levels. The higher the level, the stronger the body.
"Yang Feng, give you another chance to join me in the Netherworld Blood Sea. You and I will still be friends, otherwise..."
"How else?"
Yang Feng has his arrogance, or rather his physical body and capital.
The stronger the Styx, the better, so that he can use the Styx to polish his body and achieve a saintly body.
So I just fought back hard.
As for the Bodhi tree spirit, he had been hiding away for a long time, and now his eyes when he looked at Yang Feng were full of little stars.
Look at my adoring little eyes.
The second time, within one day, he, Styx, was rejected twice in a row.
He, Styx, is the first person among the saints in the prehistoric world. Doesn't he have no face?
so.
"Are you so eager to seek death? Okay, I will grant you my permission! The rest of you, come to me and get rid of him by any means necessary."
Styx didn't do it himself, and there was no need for him. For the 480 million Blood God Sons, this amount was not even a fraction.
"careful!"
A blood god son grabbed Yang Feng's Tianling.
The Bodhi Tree Spirit was so frightened that he exclaimed.
Dang!
A melodious bell sounded.
Traces of blood overflowed from Yang Feng's Tianling cover, seeping into his scalp and connecting with his hair.
boom!
Another figure passed by Yang Feng.
The green shirt on his upper body was torn into pieces, revealing his strong muscles.
The sharp claw marks scratched Yang Feng's skin.
Blood as golden as the sun.
It exudes from the skin and then condenses into a scab on the body surface.
Instant repair.
What kind of perversion is this? Do you carry healing techniques with you?
The bodhi tree spirit began to realize that he had found a treasure.
And it’s still that kind of treasure.
"That's it? I said..."
"I'll let you pretend again!"
Styx stood up and kicked Yang Feng to the ground.
There was a close contact with the ground.
No one knows that he, Styx, is the king of all time.
But since he met Yang Feng, he found that his penis was completely destroyed by Yang Feng.
Snapped!
"It's a bit strong, but..."
"drink!"
The main body of Styx took matters into his own hands.
puff!
A solid punch hit Yang Feng's chest.
The blood surges!
A mouthful of golden blood sprayed on the ground.
And Styx's fist seemed to be poured by golden water, dazzling and dazzling.
At this time, Yang Feng finally fell to the ground and gasped for air.
Inside the nostrils, eyes, ears...
Bleeding from the seven orifices.
A hole the size of a fist in his chest.
"You... are killing yourself? Good guy!"
The bodhi tree spirit speaks directly to the expert.
If it weren't for Yang Feng's beeping, they would have had a chance to leave. Now Yang Feng has played himself to death, causing him to suffer.
I just wanted to apply oil on the soles of my feet.
"dust
In the Aijie, should we make friends or not? I ask one last time! "
Styx doesn't have much patience anymore.
Yang Feng, who was dying on the ground, had a strange smile on his face.
After escaping from the realm, his body has never been seriously injured. Today, it is almost disabled.
Holy blood circulates throughout the body.
The bones in the chest continue to grow.
"You, look at the ground... dead..."
"Want to run away?"
"He...Yang Feng is going to transform!"
"What?"
Styx's face changed drastically, transformed!
Physical body?
What kind of freak is this?
Yang Feng's breath on the ground became calmer, and his body continued to expel impurities. In fact, after his physical body had reached this stage of Yang Feng's cultivation, there were not many impurities left in his body to expel.
Things are changing between heaven and earth.
"A vision comes from heaven, does he want to be sanctified?"
The physical body of the Saint Realm is the strongest physical body that can be achieved in this world, because the body of a person who has reached this realm is not restricted.
It is completely possible to escape from this world.
"Hmph! Are you trying to become a saint in front of me?"
It is impossible for Styx to give Yang Feng a chance.
Reaching the world's top physical body gave him the possibility to compete with himself.
"No matter how monstrous your talent is, you still have to grow up!"
"Scatter!"
Such a word suddenly burst out from the mouth of Styx.
"Huh? Just follow your words!"
The thunder tribulation that was originally dispersed was so violent that it condensed into shape.
boom!
Boom!
Styx was chopped on the spot until his hair stood up!
Black smoke comes out of the mouth.
"Physical calamity, I didn't expect this kid to really want to transition from the ninth realm of transcendence to the realm of sainthood."
As soon as Styx finished speaking, another thunder struck down from the sky.
But this time it was not him who was struck, but the majestic Yang Feng on the ground.
At this time, Yang Feng had his legs crossed.
There is golden light flowing around the body.
One way, two ways...
Until Yang Feng's figure was completely submerged by Thunder Tribulation.
Above the sky, among the calamity clouds, golden liquid dripped.
"Thunder Tribulation Liquid."
Gulu.
Styx licked his dry lips.
Swallowed.
Only monks with unparalleled talents can receive such treatment.
Yang Feng is so terrifying!
"I'm a good boy! You will get the Thunder Tribulation Liquid during the physical body calamity. Even if it is only a few drops, but with these few drops of Thunder Tribulation Liquid nourishing your body, you will be able to become a ninth-grade Holy Realm body when you enter the Holy Realm in the future."
Bodhi Tree Spirit, who originally wanted to apply oil on his soles, now only needs Yang Feng to make a breakthrough.
Styx? Nothing to fear!
There were little stars in his eyes.
"Ha! In the realm of sainthood, there are also strong and weak ones."
After all, Styx is worthy of being a strong man who once visited the false holy realm.
My mind soon adjusted.
After ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts passed.
Yang Feng's figure was exposed to the two people's sight.
Holding the Immortal Killing Sword, his upper body is bare and he has perfect muscle lines.
There is an electric arc flowing on the Immortal Killing Sword.
"Tsk tsk! There are even thunder spirits. No wonder you are not afraid of thunder."
The Lei Ling in the Immortal Killing Sword cried out that it was wronged. It was full without eating much Lei Jie. The real big stomach king was Yang Feng.
"rise!"
There is no power of law, Taoism and cultivation.
Yang Feng's body left the ground, and he felt a lightness on his body, as if all kinds of shackles were broken.
"Is it just the body of the Saint Realm? It seems like that?"
Yang Feng's eyes shifted to Ming He.
A flash came to the Styx.
No unnecessary nonsense, the most barbaric primitive man fights hand to hand.
Boom!
Boom!
The two of them took action at the same time.
Two fists bumped together.
Each took half a step back.
"Hey! It seems that's not enough."
Yang Feng sighed slightly in his heart.
Styx felt the pain.
"Just after entering the Saint Realm, my physical body is so strong..."
Styx's punch just now did not use all his strength.
But there is still 50% strength. In other words, Yang Feng, who has just entered the first level of the Saint Realm, can catch up with him at the fifth level?
How did this freak practice?
"That's right, Thunder Tribulation Liquid!"
Only then did Styx realize.
