But the spiritual art he released was so powerful that it was terrifyingly powerful.

When the lay Buddhist in Nanhai first cured Li Ming's evil diseases with such virtue and benefit, he found that his illness was caused by his cultivation speed too fast, so he managed to suppress his cultivation speed. Now, he has improved slowly, but the power of the spiritual technique he can release has been greatly enhanced.

This method is very simple to understand. It is like two towering trees. One has taken decades to grow, while the other has been used for thousands of years to grow. Although the two giant trees are the same high, the solid wood process must be very different, and the price is more than a thousand times different.

"So that's how it is." Li Chengfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and then he said to Hua Lao: "Does Hua Lao want to try it?"

"I'll forget it." Hua Lao shook his head and said, "Let's do the job."

So, Li Chengfeng stretched out his palm and reached the Soul Jade Spirit Realm.

The result was an unexpected scene for everyone.

At first, the Soul Jade Spirit Realm was clear and nothing. After a while, it became gray, as if there was a cloud and mist rotating. They stared at the Spirit Realm for a long time with incredible eyes, but they could not see any permission. In the end, under their gaze, the gray clouds and mists in the Soul Jade Spirit Realm rotated for a period of time, and then they returned from their heads to the pine green jade realm.

"What happens?" Li Ming said so De Tianli and muttered: "Is there something wrong with the spiritual realm?"

Everyone is confused about this.

"Let's just ask Mr. Gumu." After thinking for a while, Old Hua said.

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In the dream:

In an old yard, Crying Tianqi stood in the sun, staring at the spiritual realm that Li Chengfeng imagined, with a grey mist rotating. He frowned and stared at the spiritual realm with a serious expression, but he had not spoken for a long time.

Li Chengfeng, who was waiting a little anxiously, asked, "Master, I don't have the soul fire, but Is this my soul fire?"

After a moment of silence, Crying Apocalypse sat back on the rattan chair and said, "Your soul is different from ordinary people, it should be related to your mother. However, before your spirit appears, I cannot determine whether you are a prophetic person."

"I don't even know what's going on?" Li Chengfeng asked in surprise.

Crying Apocalypse put the teacup aside, opened his palm, and a gray mist swayed quietly in his palm, saying, "What do you think it looks like?"

Li Chengfeng looked left and right, but he couldn't tell what the rotating gray vortex looked like.

"It's not like a nebula?"

Li Chengfeng was shocked. It was indeed very similar to the most mysterious nebula in the night sky!

Bloody Nether Fire ()

"This is your soul fire." Crying Tianqi said: "Sorry, the leftovers of the ancestor of Nether Fire 100,000 years ago was lost. I can't judge whether you have the same soul fire as the ancestor of Nether Fire, unless you see your spirit."

"Okay." Li Chengfeng said. There are too many mysterious things between Liuhe, and no one can know everything. However, he could see that there must be something hidden in Hui Tianqi's heart and did not sue him. He didn't want to ask more. He only had a simple and stubborn intention to avenge Fushan!

Crying Tianqi could see Li Chengfeng's thoughts and said, "For those who are stronger than you, the remaining ghosts and monsters and monsters outside the heavenly realm are the first choice. However, this is too restricted by the environment. Thunder spirit is rare, and in the environment where the thunder spirit is rich in during the battle, the probability is even smaller. Therefore, you have to use your own advantage, first of all, your martial arts, which is your biggest trump card, and then the dragon power. However, this may not play much role in fighting against human spiritual martial arts. Next is your dragon blood power, which is perfectly combined with strength and martial arts, and can still defeat the strong with weak. After all, it is your earth spirit power. As far as the current situation is concerned, your earth spirit power is not strong, and you cannot rely on spiritual skills. You can use martial arts and strength to invade, use earth spirit to cure, and protect yourself."

Li Chengfeng pointed out the permission. If he only relied on this little earth spirit power in his body, he would not be able to do anything to Yu Feng.

"You are already eager to take revenge, so I will briefly teach you a few sword techniques to give you more confidence in revenge." As he said that, Crying Tianqi stood up, and an ancient green sword condensed in his hand, saying: "Although Mr. He casts the Xuanxue Sword, he has never used weapons, and the Xuanxue Sword does not have a sword style that matches it. I summarized the Ye sword technique of your ancestral family and transformed it for you to make it more suitable for the Xuanxue Sword, which is relatively simple to understand."

"How long does it take to complete your studies?" Li Chengfeng asked.

"I'll show it to you." Crying Apocalypse said: "Use your soul fire to record it. If you can understand the essence of swordsmanship, you will see it! If you follow the lì, you will be able to fight out tonight."

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It was dark, and the heavy snow was flying all over the sky, floating above the Forest of Bugui. The cold north wind whistled by, and the birds and beasts in the forest were silent. As long as the snow continued to accumulate on the canopy, it then fell down.

In the forest, a small hill sits alone. There is a cave on the hill, and a faint green light flashes inside it. In this cold snowy night in the forest, it is like a strange eye.

Inside the cave, in front of the strange green-colored bonfire, there was only a lonely figure sitting. Gu Tengchun sat alone, drinking silently. There were several coffins lying beside him. Among them, except him, others were living dead, and they needed to lie in the coffin to raise corpse energy.

"Crack!!!"

Suddenly, a loud rumbling sound came, and the entire hill was torn apart by a huge force of fear in an instant!

It was like being hit by a giant axe that opened the sky, and the hill was instantly divided into two halves. Gu Tengchun suddenly crushed the wine jar in his hand and stood up with a knife. Together, the strange coffin lid flew out in the coffin. The forbidden snake, Yu Feng and other living dead people lying in the coffin all opened their gloomy eyes.

A small hill was completely cracked two meters wide, and Gu Tengchun frowned and stared at a red figure standing outside.

Hua Lao was wearing a red robe, and his hands were bent into claws, in a shaking position to both ends, as if he was prying open two doors, tearing the hill apart with bare hands!

"Snake, I'm here!" Hua Lao shouted in a deep voice. After a month of cultivation, his injuries have been completely recovered.

The hunched figure of the forbidden woman suddenly flew out of the coffin. It grabbed a spine crutch, leaving a hideous gray snake shadow in the dim snowy night, and rushed over in an instant, saying grimly, "You turtle shrank, finally come forward."

"Boom!!!" Old Hua rushed up without hesitation, and Jie Fengzhu's fist and the sweeping crutches of the Forbidden Po's cannon.

At this time, Yu Feng and other ghosts and monsters left outside the domain flew out of the coffin one after another.

In addition, there is a coffin in this room, where Fu Shan's body lies. They took revenge before, but they got nothing, just scars and shame.

"Huh." Suddenly, Hua Lao opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. His body felt much more relaxed, but there was still a hint of anger in his eyes, and he said, "That snake's method is appropriate and vicious. When I see it again, I will definitely kill it!"

"I have never dared to sleep these days." Hei Xiazi smiled bitterly, softened his forehead, and said, "Next time, Jing Hui and Huan will still be handed over to me. If I don't kill them, I won't have a good sleep."

Qing Changming was lying on the bed, his face covered with sweat. He looked up at the tent and said, "What do you think is the most relieving way to kill people?"

"Lingchi." Hei Xiazi said.

"Well, just Lingchi." Qing Changming said: "It suits my personality of jealousy, the old ghost of Yaoshi must be executed in this way."

Obviously, after the battle three days ago was over, they all had their own policies to hunt.

However, the most worrying thing is still Li Chengfeng. Other people's injuries can be gradually healed, but no one can say that Li Chengfeng's "injury" is the only one.

"I'll go and see Young Master Ye." As he said that, Old Hua stood up.

"I'll go with you." Hei Xiazi also stood up.

Outside, there were many boundless dark nights, with stars slanting, and the winter wind whistling across the ancient city, leaving behind a lonely and desolate desolation. The steps of early winter are approaching.

Li Chengfeng sat on the top of an old building, like a sculpture. Since he escaped like a fish that escaped, he has always sat there, looking up at the sky, without eating or drinking, without speaking or moving.

No one knows what he is thinking, but it is certain that what he can bear is very heavy.

Under the silent starlight, Hua Lao and Hei Xiaozi stood far away on the roof of another building without going forward to disturb him.

"I don't know if he can get out of this hurdle?" Hei Xiazi said worriedly: "After all, he is not yet sixteen."

"No matter whether it is genius or not, everyone needs to transform again and again if they want to grow." Hua Lao sighed and said, "Agitation and praise are far more than not allowing pain, sorrow and hostility. If Young Master Ye can survive, he will endure a transformation. He can advance and retreat, shrink and stretch, and endure and explode. At that time, his talent is worthy of being the eldest brother of the young master."

Hei Xiazi clicked and agreed, "We young master don't know when our talent will transform?"

"I hope he will never transform forever." Hua Lao Lang looked at Li Chengfeng's lonely figure and said, "That's a very painful thing."

"This is not possible." Hei Xiazi said: "I don't want the young master to be protected by us all the time."

At this moment, a subtle, colorful and mottled light suddenly rippled in a room downstairs. Together, a beautiful elixir fragrance in the heart was filled with faintly in the winter wind, making the lonely ancient city instantly appear a unique psychedelic scene.
Chapter completed!