Chapter 57

Although soul training is strong, it can not be practiced by anyone. At least, it is not good for those who are not strong in mind. After practice, it is easy to backfire and harm others and yourself.

It's not easy to practice. Ye Feng has just stepped into practice. He has a long way to go in the future.

In this cruel environment, Ye Feng's muscle tissue was constantly refined and changed. During the whole process of cultivation, Ye Feng did not struggle. I've been gripping my teeth, sticking to my heart.

One day passed in a hurry, and Ye Feng withdrew from practice. At the moment, his body muscle tissue completely changed, becoming full and powerful.

The body surface presents bronze color, the muscle curve is perfect, it is not the original with the tender thin.

The place injured by the giant ape's iron fist recovered as before.

"The soul is strong indeed."

Ye Feng took a deep breath and looked at his perfect body, sighed. He only felt that his body was full of strength.

A moment later, the great ape came again, and his huge eyes were staring at Ye Feng, and a faint sense of surprise flashed away.

"It's good to have the second level of soul training."

The giant ape seldom praised Ye Feng. Before, the old man could have used iron fist to Cuju him and sprayed some terrible rubbish to Ye Feng. Let Ye Feng have an impulse to scold his mother.

"This time, how do you want to torture me?"

Ye Feng asked.

"Nature or battle!"

Giant ape that covered with black hair face leakage grimace, body smaller, iron fist out, not polite.

"This perverted old immortal, I don't know when I'll be playing Cuju!"

Ye Feng cries out injustice for himself in his heart. However, he has to avoid the attack of the great ape with all his strength, and dare not have the slightest carelessness.

Compared with the power of the giant ape on the mountain yesterday, it is obviously different.

He thought that he could resist Ye Feng and cared about the pitiless Cuju of giant ape iron fist. The body is still injured a lot, but it is much better than the day before. The quenching effect of refining soul determination begins to show.

"In one day's time, I will refine my soul for the third time. If I don't succeed, I will die!"

No accident, after leaving a voice, the giant ape's body disappeared again, making Ye Feng greet the eighteen generations of the great ape's ancestors in his heart, and then sat cross legged and began to practice.

Time flies, the outside world, in front of the statue, some people have withdrawn from the perception, but Ye Feng is still suffering from non-human torture in this virtual space.

Six days of time in a hurry, Ye Feng every day to bear the great ape bear different iron fist Cuju, live a life like death.

However, it is in this hellish temper that Ye Feng tries to reach the eighth level of soul refining.

In the six days of continuous refining and beating, Ye Feng also tempered his body strength to a quite amazing level.

Today, he can easily destroy the defense of martial arts in the same territory and defeat the opponent with a single blow.

The physical defense is also terrible. Without any defense armor or defense skills, the physical body alone can withstand the martial arts cultivation in the same area, just like copper skin and iron bone.

At the moment, Ye Feng sits with his knees crossed. He has just been hit by the iron fist Cuju of the old undead giant ape, but his body is not so obvious. Even, Ye Feng can take ten iron fists from the giant ape with his flesh without moving.

This is an earth shaking change from him seven days ago.

Before leaving, the great ape gave Ye Feng another day's time, allowing him to impact on the last state of soul refining, which is the realm of soul refining.

"One day, it's still a day. Does this old man regard me as a fairy?"

Ye Feng is not willing to complain, and then he sits cross legged, with a great sense of mind, with the yuan force and the soul power in his mind, refining his own soul.

Different from the previous body refining, soul refining is a spiritual act. Therefore, Ye Feng needs to be extra careful in every link. If there is a mistake, the soul will be damaged, and even if he does not die, he may become an idiot.

"Hoo, Hoo..."

The sound of whirring came out of Ye Feng's body, and the temperature on the surface of his body gradually increased. The divine consciousness seems to have turned into a spiritual flame, trying to calcine his soul.

Soul refining is the evolution of soul refining realm. Therefore, soul refining is more important than soul refining in terms of divine consciousness control.

Ye Feng carefully controlled, dare not have a bit of negligence, with the spirit of the fire burning the soul intensified, the pain from the depths of the soul appeared, but also at a terrible speed.

Ye Feng's face changed slightly, and his face was slightly pale. The burning of his soul not only brought him incomparable pain from physical pain, but also caused great damage to his mind, which made him deeply feel humble.

Burning soul, as if soul were to be stripped off, that feeling, words simply can not describe. Let Ye Feng have a feeling that his mind is about to collapse.Ye Feng sticks to it, and the fire of spirit blooms with greater power and furiously burns his soul. All around Ye Feng, the flame rises with brilliance, and the temperature in the space rises suddenly.

The fire of Taoist spirit seems to seep out of Ye Feng's body, burning the void and making a crackling sound.

Under such calcination, Ye Feng does not believe that he can not break through the shackles, and will definitely practice soul refining to the realm of soul refining.

In the outside world, six days have passed, and the location of the eight statues on the Tianxuan peak has already withdrawn from their own perception.

Only Ye Feng is still immersed in it. At this moment, Ye Feng is surrounded by strange light, as if there are Taoist runes surging on the body, which is very mysterious.

The eight statues are still standing there, and the power of heaven and earth is incomparably strong. Several people look at the statue before their own perception, facial expression is different.

Chen Aotian, Shangguan Hong, Qin Yanran and Zhou mubai are still in the air. It's like getting the desired understanding in the statue.

But in the depth of their pupils, there was a flicker of terror. I don't know what they have experienced in their perception.

Liu Yunjie was the first to walk out of his perception. At the moment, he was sitting on his knees and practicing.

"Our understanding has already ended. Why haven't we been led away from here?"

His dry eyes were sharp, and he had been impatient for days.

"It should be waiting for the waste to be taken away together."

Heaven wants to teach the Holy Son the way, from time to time to look at Ye Feng, who is still immersed in the perception, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Waste is waste, so many days, there is no movement, I don't think he is afraid of us to start with him, and then pretend to do it!"

The wind dried sarcastically said that in the previous perception, the air drying lasted less than a day, so he was forced to withdraw from it. At this time, when I think of the terrible experience of that day, the air drying still remembers vividly, and I can't help but exude a trace of cold sweat on my forehead.

If you give him a chance to choose, he would rather not feel it than experience that terrible thing. It's so terrible that it's even worse than killing him.

"It is possible, otherwise, with the talent of the waste, I am not qualified to feel it in front of the statue."

The Holy Son nodded, saying that he actually stepped to Ye Feng, and the strange pupil shot cold light.

"Wake up!"

The Holy Son of Tianyu holy religion roared, and the sound wave swept over the heaven and earth. The terrible sound wave seemed to be transformed into an invisible sound wave and vibrated in the space.

It made the eardrum of all people numb for a while, and it seemed to be deaf for a short time.

Ye Feng, the nearest one, was naturally the most affected. Ye Feng's body trembled slightly and his eyebrows slightly wrinkled. The light curtain around him fluctuated and became unstable.

In the virtual space of his mind, Ye Feng knows that there are people interfering with him. However, he is in the critical moment of burning his soul at this moment, and he can do nothing about it. He can only stabilize his mood as much as possible.

"Even if you're trying to pretend, there's only one way to die. It's better to wake up and bear my anger."

In the outside world, the Holy Son of Tianyu continues to say, the voice is getting higher and higher, which is very penetrating.

"Don't you think it's shameless to make trouble while others are feeling it?"

Qin Yan Ran steps forward, beautiful eyes cold, said.

"When is it your turn for a woman to tell me what to do?"

The pupil of the Holy Son of Tianyu holy cult is weird. The eyes that look at Qin Yanran twinkle with evil light. Tianyu holy cult is good at picking Yin and tonifying yang. Its disciples are naturally promiscuous. Naturally, the saint son crowd is no exception. In the face of such beautiful women as Qin Yanran, they naturally have evil thoughts.

"You are so protective of him, have you not done anything before?"

The Holy Son continued to sneer at the frivolous words.

"Shameless man!"

Qin Yanran's eyes grew cold, and her breath was blooming, as if there was a power of rosefinch around her.

"What? Am I wrong? "

Heaven wants to Saint son evil smile said, monstrous eyes in Qin Yan Ran that fiery body scan.

"How about if I kill him now and you will serve me from now on?"

The holy face of the God of lust.

"Thief, I want you to pay for what you said!"

Qin Yanran was completely infuriated, and the paw print of the rosefinch patted the Holy Son of Tianyu, which was terrifying.

After a period of understanding in front of the statue of Zhuque, Qin Yanran's strength has changed, the power of Zhuque is more powerful, and vaguely touches the threshold of gas condensation.

Tianyu's vision of the Holy Son and the monster was coagulated. I didn't expect that Qin Yanran would be so resolute in attacking and resisting.

Two people's realm is equal, belong to the level of tianxuanwu mansion strong strength person. But before Qin Yanran got a set of good inheritance skills in front of the statue of rosefinch, and her strength has made great progress.

Therefore, two people this time under the attack, Qin Yanran unexpectedly quietly occupied the upper hand. This makes the Holy Son's eyes change and his face turns ugly."Take your life!"

Qin Yanran drank a little, and still refused to give up. The fierce attack was slapped out again. The power of the rosefinch was incomparably strong, and he did not give Tianyu the Holy Son a chance to breathe.

Tianyu Holy Son launched an attack and attack resistance, and the two attacks collided again. This time, Qin Yanran shocked the body of Tianyu Holy Son.

"Bang bang bang!"

Qin Yanran's three palm prints were sent at the same time. His attack power was terrible and extremely fierce.

Tianyu holy son looks ugly. Facing Qin Yanran's violent attack, his steps are retreating.

"Kill!"

Qin Yanran's hands congealed and inspired. In the void, it seems that a rosefinch figure has been condensed, with endless dignity.

The Holy Son of heaven's desire to be holy, the son's eyes were frozen, and the forced steps retreated. There is a tendency to lose.

Make the rest of the people's eyes show edge, for Qin Yanran's strength feel a little shocked.

In Ye Feng's mind, the fire of spirit in the meditation space finally comes to an end. Ye Feng sticks to his heart and does not dare to relax.

"Hoo!"

With the fire of the spirit of the last wave of soul calcination, Ye Feng's soul refining determined the ninth, refining the soul into!

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