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Chapter nine hundred and seventieth barren sea without fear

"If the body cannot bear the power of Huang, immediately take it back and settle it in the demon sea." Qiongqi reminded Lin Feng to his closed eyes. The power of Huang is different from any kind of cultivation power. It is obtained by devouring, not by cultivation. This is a terrifying destructive force born in the water of Huang. At this moment, Lin Feng wanted to use Huang's power for himself, and he had to be extremely careful.

Without Qiongqi reminding Lin Feng that he knew what he should do, he would not joke about his life. At this moment, his true energy and the power of Buddha and demons were put away, allowing them to stay quietly in a corner without conflicting with the power of Huang. At the same time, the power of Huang spread to every corner of his body little by little, which was very uncomfortable. His body seemed to be eroded by the power of Huang. However, Lin Feng's physical strength was not weak and could resist a trace of Huang's power of Huang.

Standing straight there, Lin Feng was still motionless, trying little by little, and even at the same time he was still in cultivation, using the power of martial souls and Tianxuan Stone to observe the power of Huang, and at the same time to experience it personally. In this way, his perception of the power of Huang will become stronger and stronger. Slowly resist and adapt, it seems that he is looking for a delicate balance.

This station lasted for ten days. Lin Feng had been slowly feeling and realizing during these ten days. Now the Demon Sea has slowly tempered the power of the wilderness into a force of its own. If the power of the wilderness exists in the Demon Sea, there is almost no problem with the power of the wilderness, the problem lies in how strong the power of the wilderness can bear.

In the past ten days, Lin Feng discovered that the more powerful the demon sea controls the power of the wild, the deeper his understanding of the power of the wild, the stronger the power of the wild, and the more mysterious it can bear.

But if you understand it carefully, it is not difficult to understand that the more powerful the demon sea controls the power of the wild, the closer it means that the power of the wild is to become its own power. Whether it is humans or monsters, even if they practice the power of destruction, once they practice it, the power of destruction will be released through their bodies, and the power of destruction is absolutely impossible to harm themselves, because the power of the cultivation belongs completely to themselves, and the power of the wild is drawn and swallowed from the outside world.

Therefore, the stronger the demon sea controls the power of Huang, the less damage the power of Huang will cause to his body.

As for the deeper the comprehension, the stronger the power of the wild, the stronger the power, the less difficult to understand. Martial arts can release many times the power of the body through the powerful means of comprehension. Understanding itself is an extremely mysterious power.

Finding that delicate balance point, Lin Feng did not stop swallowing the power of the wilderness, and kept walking towards the edge of the deserted island, approaching the deserted sea. The power of the wilderness became stronger and stronger, but it was difficult to cause trouble for Lin Feng. His body was constantly adapting to the power of the wilderness, and he would not be afraid of the power of the wilderness that was invading from outside.

At this time, Qiongqi's steps had stopped where he was and did not dare to follow Lin Feng. Lin Feng could bear it, but he couldn't bear it.

Seeing Lin Feng approaching the vast sea little by little, Qiongqi squatted on the ground with a serious expression.

"This guy actually succeeded." Qiongqi's huge eyes flashed constantly, and he remembered the Green Phosphorus Blood Python. For monsters, the Demon Sea is theirs. The Green Phosphorus Blood Python was ultimately unable to bear the power of devouring the wilderness due to its greed and endless power, resulting in death. Lin Feng is different. The Demon Sea, but he opened up by his demon cultivation. Lin Feng's most important thing is his divine consciousness. If one day Lin Feng's Demon Sea cannot bear the power of the wilderness, he could not even predict what situation would happen.

Seven days later, Lin Feng was only five hundred meters away from the deserted sea. He stood there and entered a state of meditation, with a sense of dust on his body.

Half a month later, Lin Feng was only two hundred meters away from the desolate sea. As he roared in the desolate sea, his clothes were blown away.

A month later, Lin Feng's bleak figure stood on the edge of the desolate sea. The roaring desolate sea rushed to the desert island, immersing Lin Feng's legs into it. However, Lin Feng still stood like a mountain, letting the desolate aura continue to blow on his body, and remained motionless.

Qiongqi was still lying there, staring at Lin Feng motionlessly. When he arrived at the desolate sea, Lin Feng, he actually did it, standing on the edge of the desolate sea, endured the invasion of the terrifying power of the desolate, fearless.

At this time, the deep and dark desolate sea blew on Lin Feng's legs. Lin Feng's eyes opened and looked at the endless terrifying desolate sea in front of him. On him, a desolate force bloomed out, no different from the desolate power in the desolate sea. It was the real desolate power.

"Now I can stand on the edge of the desolate sea, but it may not be enough to say that I want to cross the desolate sea. The power of the real desolate sea abyss is even more terrifying." Lin Feng's thoughts turned, and he sighed at the vast sea. The time for Shihuang and Emperor Yu to recruit the disciples of Emperor Wu was only more than a month left. If the progress was not accelerated, he might not be able to catch up.

Raising his footsteps, Lin Feng slowly stepped into the vast deserted sea, and soon, the deserted sea sank into his knees.

"What are you doing?" Qiongqi roared at Lin Feng in the distance. This guy actually walked into the deserted sea.

"Don't worry, I can bear it." Lin Feng did not turn around and continued to step forward. His body was sinking deeper and deeper. Soon, the deserted sea had already penetrated into his chest.

"This bastard!" Qiongqi cursed softly. Soon, Lin Feng's body was completely submerged by the desolate sea and fell into the desolate sea. This made Qiongqi a little nervous. If Lin Feng could not bear it, the power of the desolate could destroy him in an instant.

The deserted sea was still roaring and roaring on the edge of the deserted island. Lin Feng's figure fell into it without any slight waves, as if it had never appeared before, and he could not even feel any of his aura, only the aura of desolation.

Qiongqi stared at the deserted sea. Could this bastard really be able to withstand the power of the deserted sea? Even the Venerable dared not resist with any force and sank directly into the deserted sea.

After a long time, Qiongqi still couldn't see Lin Feng, which made him feel a little impatient. Nothing really happened!

"Boom!" At this moment, a figure rose into the sky in the deserted sea several thousand meters away from the edge of the deserted island, and a terrifying devouring power appeared at the middle of his eyebrows. The wind blew, and the roaring aura of desolation roared. The terrifying desolation power disappeared into the demon sea. Lin Feng, after he entered the deserted sea for so long, he began to devour the power of desolation again.

Qiongqi stared at Lin Feng and saw the roar of anger rolling in the sea of ​​demons between Lin Feng's eyebrows, like a roar in the ocean, and the power of the wilderness was extremely terrifying.

After a moment, the demon sea closed, Lin Feng's eyes turned and looked at Qiongqi here, with a strange luster in his eyes.

"Pseudo-Emperor, the power of the desolate here can no longer affect me. I can travel at will, do whatever I want in the desolate sea, and devour the power of the desolate until my demon sea is saturated." Lin Feng's eyes were filled with a handsome and frivolous smile, and he was fearless across the desolate sea. Although it was just a desolate sea on the edge of a desert island, it was enough to be proud. No number of venerables could do it, but he did it. The desolate sea was no longer a forbidden place for him.

"Bastard, be careful that your demon sea can't bear it." Qiongqi roared at Lin Feng.

"Don't worry, Huang's power can inspire Linglong Holy Immortal energy. The stronger Huang's power, the stronger the Holy Immortal power will be, and it will create a subtle balance with Huang's power. When the Holy Immortal energy cannot bear it, I will naturally stop." Lin Feng's voice rolled, with a hint of excitement. Huang, now, he can devour Huang's power and use it, and he can still be fearful of the wild sea.

"It's Linglong Holy Immortal again." Qiongqi's eyes narrowed and he secretly cursed Lin Feng, a guy with good luck. If it weren't Linglong Holy Immortal Immortal, Lin Feng wouldn't have been able to do this now. The idea left by the Green Phosphorus Blood Python was already crazy, and it would be impossible to succeed without a trump card. Unexpectedly, Lin Feng accidentally hit him and actually did it.

Immediately, Qiongqi saw Lin Feng's body drilling and sank into the desolate sea again and disappeared without a shadow. Soon, he appeared in another place, shuttled through the desolate sea without any scruples.

He didn't expect that this would happen after entering the desolate sea. He didn't need to worry at all, and he could swim in the desolate sea at will.

ps: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, please find some motivation!

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