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With a whoosh, the golden wind blew over, filling Ning Wufeng's surroundings with gold light. Each beam of golden light was extremely majestic and possessed an astonishing momentum.

Bang bang bang! It tore towards Ning Wufeng's chest as the Metal Element Strong Wind struck towards his soul.

After Ning Wufeng experienced the baptism of the relatively weak Metal Element Strong Wind, he discovered that his spirit energy was slowly growing stronger.

After sensing the power of the thousand blade Metal Element Strong Wind, he carefully released the defense of his own Sea of Consciousness, and the Metal Element Strong Wind rushed into the center of the Sea of Consciousness.

Ah!

When the Metal Element Strong Wind touched the Golden Primordial Spirit, even though it was only an extremely thin line, the pain it brought was deep to the bone. Ning Wufeng immediately sealed the Sea of Consciousness, blocking the Metal Element Strong Wind.

Dense golden spirit energy surged in his mind. He frowned deeply as he thought to himself: It should be useful.

After a long while, Ning Wufeng slowly recovered and placed a strand of Metal Element Strong Wind back into the Sea of Consciousness. The pain from before was too unforgettable. Even the astral wind was circling around the Sea of Consciousness, he didn't dare to control his primordial spirit to approach the astral wind.

No, he had to refine his origin soul!

Ning Wufeng clenched his teeth, he had no way to refine his primordial spirit, he could only use this kind of foolish method. Otherwise, the next time he met a spirit body like the Void Devil Body, he would not even have the strength to resist.

The Golden Primordial Spirit stretched out her trembling little hand and grabbed that strand of astral wind. The astral wind was like a sharp blade, slicing open a deep wound in his hand. The pain penetrated deep into his heart.

Outside, Jin Jiu and the others had already woken up. They looked at Ning Wufeng's trembling body in shock, and revealed expressions of confusion.

"That shouldn't be the case. The overall quality of the Brother Ning s shouldn't be so bad. "It's only a thousand blades," Jin Shiliu said softly.

Jin Jiu rolled her eyes at him, causing Bai Fei'er to wake up.

"Will he be okay?" Bai Fei'er asked worriedly.

Jin Jiu gently shook his head and said: "I don't think so.

At this moment, Ning Wufeng had already woken up from the pain. At this moment, he felt that the defense of his primordial spirit palm had clearly become much stronger.

It worked.

His courage gradually grew as he put the palm-sized astral wind into the Sea of Consciousness. The Primordial Spirit wrapped itself around the astral winds. The astral wind exploded on his palm in an instant.

The Golden Primordial Spirit's hands were covered with ravines in an instant, and were utterly tattered.

Ah!" Ning Wufeng cried out lightly. The pain was deep in his bones, making him want to die from the pain, "Awesome!

He bellowed, leaving Jin Jiu and the rest confused.

After a long while, the Metal Element Strong Wind dissipated and Ning Wufeng's Golden Primordial Spirit s could barely finish tempering her hands. The Golden Primordial Spirit clenched its fists. It could clearly feel that the power in its hands had increased by a lot, and its defense had also become a lot stronger.

Ning Wufeng slowly opened his eyes, his face revealing a smile of understanding.

"Bro, you're awake." Jin Shiliu shouted happily.

"I've made everyone worry." Ning Wufeng said.

The group of people continued to walk forward, at this time Zhao Wuji and Jin Zhan were already nowhere to be seen. There were still thousands of Bronze Clan warrior ahead of them.

One thousand five hundred blades, two thousand blades, three thousand blades, four thousand blades. Ning Wufeng had always been a Metal Element Strong Wind, and the power of the Metal Element Strong Wind was getting stronger and stronger. The Golden Primordial Spirit was also being refined to become stronger.

"I can't walk." Jin Shiliu shook his head, this was the highest position that he could reach.

The golden spiritual energy here was extremely dense, and the pressure was eight times greater.

At this time, there were less than twenty Bronze Clan warrior above them.

Ning Wufeng looked at Bai Fei'er, and seeing that she was still insisting, he immediately said: "Then let's continue going up, everyone don't force yourself, if not, we will stop here."

"Alright." The three people said yes.

Ning Wufeng, Jin Jiu and the others continued to climb.

At this time, the Sea of Consciousness's primordial spirit had already been tempered to the point where it had both hands and feet.

This kind of painful yet happy feeling made his primordial spirit grow stronger.

This was a rare opportunity, so Ning Wufeng quickened his pace.

4,500 blades, 5,000 blades. The Metal Element Strong Wind whooshed, charging straight at Ning Wufeng and the Sea of Consciousness. As it raged and blew, the Golden Primordial Spirit began to refine its chest.

The small hands grabbed hold of the Metal Element Strong Wind and forced it into her chest. Her chest was instantly torn apart as golden light continuously surged, repairing the damaged parts.

Destroy, repair, redestroy, repair... Until the Metal Element Strong Wind dispersed.

Five thousand five hundred blades, five thousand nine hundred blades.

"I can't do it either, you guys continue up." Jin Jiu shook his head and laughed bitterly.

His face was deathly pale, and he immediately sat down cross-legged. The gravity here was nearly twelve times greater than before. And the golden spiritual energy was extremely dense.

Ning Wufeng felt that his Yin Yang Purple Lake was slowly expanding.

But there was still a higher place above.

"Let's go." He pulled Bai Fei'er towards the Six Thousand Blades.

Currently, on the Ten Thousand Blade Jinyuan Peak, the number of people above six thousand blades could be counted on one hand. As Ning Wufeng walked past with large strides, everyone looked at him in surprise.

He had been tempered by thirty-two times the gravity in the Spirit Pavilion before, so ten times the gravity here was nothing to Ning Wufeng. What he wanted was to use the Metal Element Strong Wind to refine his primordial spirit.

If anyone knew what Ning Wufeng was thinking, they would definitely scold him as a madman.

Even the Spirit Soul Stage cultivator would not use such a method to temper their Spiritual Sense.

"Sigh, it's not strong enough." Ning Wufeng slowly opened his eyes. He realized that the power of Metal Element Strong Wind from five thousand to seven thousand blades was not enough to temper his Primordial Spirit. He sighed lightly.

With seven thousand three hundred slashes, Bai Fei'er also stopped. With her Tree Demon Clan physique, and the environment of Gold Cork Wood, it was indeed rare for her to be able to persevere and travel so far.

Layers of green tree shadows emerged behind Bai Fei'er, and she sat down cross-legged.

"Be careful."

Ning Wufeng instructed, and continued upwards. At this time, there were very few people on the mountain peak. He could vaguely see the Jinyuan Peak's summit, as well as Zhao Wuji's and Jin Zhan's figures.

Zhao Wuji used some unknown method to travel even further than Jin Zhan.

Jin Zhan was about eight thousand blades away, while Zhao Wuji was about to reach nine thousand blades.

Ning Wufeng pursed his lips, and rushed forward seven thousand five hundred blades, and eight thousand blades in a single breath.

In a split-second, the raging winds madly rushed into his body, tearing at his soul. Beads of sweat dripped down his face.

He gritted his teeth tightly as the Yin Yang Purple Lake spun at a fast speed. By now, the gold spirit energy was dense to the point that it was almost liquefied. The dense spirit energy replenished and the spirit soul inside the Sea of Consciousness quickly recovered.

Finally, the tempering of his chest was complete.

Ning Wufeng suddenly opened his eyes, only to realize that his veins were bulging and his clothes were drenched in sweat.

He continued to rush at the 8,100 blades and 8,500 blades.

Jin Zhan turned his head around and saw that Ning Wufeng was not far from him. His face was flushed red and he clenched his teeth as he rushed forward.

He suddenly charged towards 9000 Blades. This was a height he had never reached before.

However, what he did not expect was that the meek Zhao Wuji in front of him had actually surpassed him by 9500 slashes.

"Damned human!" Jin Zhan cursed angrily as he clenched his teeth and rushed up.

Ning Wufeng moved his body, the gravity had a small effect on him, and with the continuous tempering of the Metal Element Strong Wind, his Power of Divine Consciousness became stronger and stronger.

He and Jin Zhan stepped on thousands of blades at the same time.

In an instant, the berserk Metal Element Strong Wind whizzed over, almost wanting to blow Ning Wufeng away.

World Extinguishing Spear!

The spear in Ning Wufeng's hand flickered, and with a bang, he stabbed it into the mountain, locking himself in place. The Golden Primordial Spirit within the Sea of Consciousness shone as it peeled out threads of Metal Element Strong Wind, carefully refining the primordial spirit's head.

The Golden Primordial Spirit's head was a crucial place, so Ning Wufeng did not dare to be careless at all. He carefully controlled the size of the Metal Element Strong Wind.

He began to temper his mind.

Ah!

Ning Wufeng cried out in pain. The pain he felt in the primordial spirit's head was at least ten times more intense than the pain he felt before. His entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Drops of blood seeped out from his skin. His soul was connected to his primordial spirit, and the pain was rapidly magnified. Soon, drops of blood dyed his clothes red.

I can't just give up like this!

Ning Wufeng gritted his teeth tightly as he thought in his heart. The Golden Primordial Spirit was one step away from completing its refinement, so he definitely could not give up.

Pain...

The pain that entered into the depths of his mind caused Ning Wufeng to faint on the spot.

And at this time, Zhao Wuji was also stuck on the 9,800 blade pieces, unable to move.

"How could this be?" Amongst Zhao Wuji's Sea of Consciousness, the Void Devil Body was roaring crazily. There was only a difference of 200 blades left, but it was impossible for it to reach its target.

"The Metal Element Blade is mine! Golden Spirit Realm is mine too! " Zhao Wuji's eyes were scarlet. However, the Ten Thousand Blade Jinyuan Peak was one of Human Emperor Qi's methods. Even when he was alive, his King Canglan might not even be able to reach the top.

"Help me." At this time, he was already tormented by the sea of lightning at the tip of the nine thousand blade.

When had the copper prince, who was usually at peace, ever suffered like this?

Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up. After planning, he carefully controlled the Power of Divine Consciousness and helped Jin Zhan.

After a long while, Jin Zhan suddenly opened his eyes and gave him a grateful look.

He saw that Ning Wufeng had not woken up, and revealed a pleased expression on his face, laughing coldly: "Brat, you have lost for sure!"

Jin Zhan's body moved, jumping onto the 9,100 blade and sat down cross-legged, waiting for Ning Wufeng to wake up before ruthlessly humiliating him.

Ning Wufeng slowly opened his eyes and sighed. He was still a little bit away from becoming a primordial spirit after using the nine thousand blade Metal Element Strong Wind.

However, he noticed the sneer in Jin Zhan's eyes.

"Brat, you're admitting defeat this time." You have nine thousand blades, this prince has nine thousand and one hundred blades. " Of course he wouldn't tell Ning Wufeng that he had succeeded through Zhao Wuji's help.

Ning Wufeng looked at him with a little surprise. Jin Zhan felt goosebumps from looking at him with such a caring gaze.

"Brat, what do you mean by this? Don't tell me you want to go back on your word! " Jin Zhan bellowed.