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On the sixth level, Ye Feng sat cross-legged for more than 130 days. It took only fifty days from the early stage of the Saint Venerable level to the peak of the Saint Venerable level. The remaining eighty days allowed him to absorb enough energy to improve his cultivation to the early stage of the Supreme Saint.

Only then did he realize that although he had a lot of elixirs stored, there were very few elixirs that could be used to improve his cultivation to the Supreme Saint level. The number of elixirs that could improve his cultivation from the Supreme Saint level was zero. Although some of his elixirs collected by the Supreme Saint level, most of these elixirs are only healing, not improving their cultivation. When his cultivation reaches the Supreme Saint level, the energy consumed for each improvement is extremely huge. Even in the entire holy world, there are only a handful of elixirs. Because the strong people who have truly reached the Supreme Saint level do not care much about rapidly improving their cultivation, but are about truly improving their strength, starting from the soul, or from the law, etc. In terms of cultivation, they basically adopt a gradual approach to lay a solid foundation.

Although he didn't think of a solution, Ye Feng chose to take a step forward and reach the seventh step.

After arriving at this level, Ye Feng finally discovered a change different from the other six levels. He could feel that the Big Ben over the sea of ​​consciousness was being attacked, which was an obvious soul attack. Although the intensity was at the early stage of the Supreme Saint level, it could not cause damage to the soul at the peak of his Supreme Saint level.

From the Big Ben, Ye Feng learned that this soul attack had already occurred when he stepped on the first level, but the soul attack in front was simply a muddy bull and had no impact on him, so he did not notice it. He arrived at the seventh level and realized that in addition to the overwhelming repulsion power, other people also faced more soul attacks than themselves. This was more painful, because once the soul was attacked, people would automatically escape from the state of implicit cultivation to improve their cultivation. In other words, the implicit cultivation process of other people's implicit cultivation has been interrupted. The implicit cultivation is interrupted. It is not a waste of time. If calculated based on the one hundred hours a day in the divine realm, if Ye Feng's implicit cultivation time is one day, then even if other people practice intermittently for fifty hours, the effect is not the effect of Ye Feng's half-day practice. At most, it is effective to accumulate five hours in a maximum of fifty hours.

This also made Ye Feng secretly feel grateful. One was glad that his soul strength was strong enough. The other was glad that he had a hypocritical treasure of soul defense. Although due to the limitation of his soul strength, that hypocritical treasure is still only at the top level of a holy weapon.

The repulsive power was still omnipresent and wanted to push himself off the steps. Ye Feng took a deep breath and sat down slowly. "It seems that this improvement will take some time, but I don't know how long this secret realm will be opened. However, according to the current situation, I should have won this level. The eight martial god orders, the six-level steps in front of me, have encountered seven people, so I naturally walked the farthest. As long as no one comes up, it's enough, but even if someone comes up, I'll almost adapt to the repulsive power here. Kicking it down is also a way. Although it's more sinister, I can only do this for this Void Treasure."

In fact, there was more than Ye Feng, who had this idea. The two powerful men of the sixth-level Saint-level level thought so at first, but unexpectedly, after they arrived at the sixth-level, they had no spare energy to do such a thing, so Ye Feng escaped. Otherwise, it would be possible that they would be kicked down by them in a state of being full of cultivation.

"It's a pity that there are no pills..." Just as Ye Feng sighed in his heart, his eyes suddenly fell on the edge of the seventh floor steps. Eight pill bottles were placed there. "Hey, what is that?"

After releasing the power of his soul, he rolled all eight bottles to his side, pulled open the mouth of one of the bottles, and a fragrance of the pills penetrated his nose clearly. After smelling this, Ye Feng vaguely felt the yellow vortex in his dantian vibrate slightly.

"It turned out to be a pill to improve your cultivation!" Ye Feng immediately rolled up one with his soul power and threw it into his mouth, then quickly closed the bottle cap and practiced with his eyes closed.

In eighteen days, Ye Feng finally digested the first pill, and his cultivation level was also improved from the early stage of the Supreme Saint level to the middle stage of the Supreme Saint level.

With the second and third pills taken, Ye Feng spent fifty-two days to reach the peak of the Supreme Saint level. The first bottle of pills was finally used up.

Ye Feng finally felt that the repulsive power had decreased a lot, but his cultivation level had reached the peak of the Supreme Saint level, and it was the same as the soul cultivation level. If you want to break through, it would not be possible to complete in a short time. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, put all the remaining seven bottles of pills into the storage ring. The light from the corner of Ye Feng's eyes suddenly glanced at the other side of the seventh stairs.

Before, he obtained the pill at the end of the stairs to the right, and this time at the end of the stairs to the left, Ye Feng saw eight wine jars. The wine jar was only the size of a human head, and Ye Feng was secretly happy. He knew that the things in the wine jar could definitely help him, although he didn't know what was inside.

He used the power of his soul to bring the jars over again, and opened the cap of one of the bottles, and a strong aroma of wine came into Ye Feng's nose.

"It's really wine?" Ye Feng was slightly stunned. "Does he want me to drink it? What's the use?"

It was not clear what it was for. Ye Feng, who had never been good at the cup, was really moved when he smelled the smell, because the smell of the wine made him a little fascinated.

"Don't worry, try it!" Ye Feng said, lifting the wine jar and taking a sip. This sip doesn't matter, all the old and scented at the tip of his tongue, as if all the joys and sorrows in the world are hidden in it. Swallowed down, and after a burning heat entered his abdomen, he rushed straight into the sea of ​​consciousness. Ye Feng instantly felt that his soul seemed to have grown a little.

"What a good thing!" As soon as he noticed it, Ye Feng couldn't help but exclaim, and then a whole jar of wine was quickly poured into his stomach. He suddenly found that the color of his soul gradually changed, and the original pure white gradually brought a little golden yellow.

Thinking of the golden color of the soul of the old man who was proficient in the laws of the undead, Ye Feng quickly opened another jar of wine and poured it down again.

After one jar after another, Ye Feng's soul became brighter and brighter, until the eighth jar of wine entered his stomach, and the soul burst out with golden light. Ye Feng instantly felt a sense of clarity coming from the spiritual platform, and a beam of light shone on Ye Feng's forehead through thousands of spaces. Then the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness gradually stopped glowing and fell apart and turned into pieces of fragments. Inside, there was a pure golden soul about one meter high. The fragments seemed to be skins that were faded by the new soul, floating around the sea of ​​consciousness.

The beam of light on Ye Feng's forehead also appeared in Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, covering Ye Feng's new soul. Then the golden fragments began to gather and sank into the new pure golden soul. This made Ye Feng's soul begin to grow rapidly.

I don’t know how long it took, the fragments were finally absorbed, and the golden soul grew to the same height as Ye Feng, and the beam of light slowly dissipated.

Ye Feng knew that his soul cultivation had broken through to another level. Although he didn't know what level it was, he knew that his soul cultivation had surpassed the holy level.

The rest of things became even simpler. Ye Feng took out the seven bottles of pills left before, sat down cross-legged, took one and threw it into his mouth...)

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