Peerless Martial Soul

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng’s mouth. He pulled out his index finger, and then gently patted the stone wall in front of him to pieces. The stone wall in front of him seemed extremely heavy, but in fact, it was as thin as an eggshell at this time. Feng slapped it to pieces with a nonchalant palm.

After shooting the broken stone wall, the inside was revealed, and inside was a huge hole the size of a bucket.

This huge cavity appears to be infinitely close to a sphere, with a thick layer of stone powder spread on the inside, and the edge of the cavity is extremely smooth, looking like a skilled craftsman, polished by hand. same.

It turned out that Chen Feng's move of golden and broken jade fingers just now sounded no movement outside, but he had already shaken out such a terrifying hole from the inside of the rock wall, and shook all the stones inside into powder.

This cavity is infinitely close to a circle. The powder is very uniform and the stone walls are very smooth. These characteristics all show that Chen Feng's strength control over the golden hole and jade fingers has reached the highest level.

Chen Feng sighed softly: "I have reached the highest level with the golden and broken jade fingers. I have no way to go up."

Then Chen Feng used Thunder Ba Sword again, and Thunder Ba Sword's third move was a submerged lightning strike.

Unlike the previous two strokes of Kuang Lei Zhan and Tyrant Thunder Strike, the improvement of his realm is not because he can cut a few knives at once.

Chen Feng held his breath and thought for a long time. The Purple Moon Knife in his hand was slowly drawing various arcs in the air, but it seemed that he was trying rather than really exerting force. After a long time, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly shot brightly, a fluttering volley jumped up, and then slowly cut out.

The knife seemed to be lightly weak, and it didn't seem to have any strength, just like a knife cut by a kid who just learned the knife.

But there is a faint antelope hanging horn in it, which has no trace of profound meaning.

Chen Feng cut out with a light knife, and then stood up with the knife.

After a while, beside him, a big tree beside the cave suddenly exploded and exploded into countless sawdust powder.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth. The third submerged lightning strike of his Thunder Tyrant Sword had reached the realm of Xiaocheng. It was faster, more powerful, and more concealed than the realm of the first peeping path.

But at this moment, after Chen Feng's body was fully restored to its peak or even further, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling of fullness, and even a feeling of being stretched.

That was the feeling that Chen Feng had absorbed the essence of the monsters and blood, before it had time to transform, and stored in the body. Originally, this feeling had disappeared, but now Chen Feng's body returned to normal, so he appeared again.

After all, he killed so many monsters yesterday, and the blood essence has not been absorbed yet.

Chen Feng took a closer look, and was immediately surprised. He found that the blood essence he could store in his body at this time was twice as much as before.

In other words, the total amount of blood essence he absorbed was twice the original before he felt full. It will not feel full and uncomfortable to be bloated as early as before.

And now, the total amount of blood essence in his body is twice the current amount.

In other words, for an analogy, if the amount of blood essence that Chen Feng could hold in his body was'one', before he encountered the Soul Eater, the total amount of blood in his body had reached'three', and now this The number reached'four'.

After feeling it, he suddenly realized that he knew what was going on.

It should be when the Soul Eater exploded, he instinctively absorbed its blood essence, making the current body volume reach an unprecedented level. This feeling made Chen Feng extremely uncomfortable. He quickly sat down and practiced the Dragon Elephant Breaking Heaven Secret Art, turning these blood essences into blood red qi.

At noon the next day, Chen Feng walked out of the cave, refreshed.

In this day and a half, he had already used all the monster blood that he had accumulated some time ago.

The second floor of his Dragon Elephant Po Tian Jue has also opened two acupuncture points, and a cyclone has condensed in it. Although the Dragon Elephant Po Tian Jue needs to open thirty acupuncture points on each floor, it is only about its condensing. The difficulty of the acupuncture points is much more difficult than other methods, but there is a benefit: after each level of the Dragon Elephant Po Tian Jue reaches its peak, there is no need to open the eyes, eyes, and ears, etc., and It can be directly promoted to the next level.

This is equivalent to virtually missing a bottleneck.

Chen Feng thought about it carefully, and secretly said in his heart: "In fact, if you really want to compare, the Dragon Elephant Po Tian Jue is much more powerful than other exercises, but in fact the threshold for cultivation is much lower. Much easier."

"Because you won't be stuck in a calm place for so long, this is a truly excellent technique, easy to practice and powerful."

Chen Feng flew away in the direction of Qian Yuanzong.

At this time, he has gone deep into the Aomori Mountains.

There are many monsters in the Aomori Mountains, and there are many powerful monsters in the depths of the Aomori Mountains. Although Chen Feng's current strength is not what it used to be, he does not dare to push it forward. He walks cautiously and does not dare to show up. What a powerful breath.

You know, in the endless jungle of the Aomori Mountains, unless it is already strong to a certain degree, the more obvious the aura, the easier it is to be perceived by other monsters, the faster it will die.