The mental method that Wu Rong cultivates is a rare "spiritual pulse" mental method, which allows him to absorb energy from all things in the world for cultivation, and also allows him to get closer to nature. Therefore, these skills are also called "natural ones".
spirit".
With this set of skills, he can absorb the power of other living beings to bless his body in a short period of time, gaining powerful strength. The Holy Yuan has an almost endless supply, and it can also give him some special abilities.
Unfortunately, what he encountered was Qin Wanyan, who had treacherous methods. His method of controlling other people's emotions seemed to have little power, but people would collapse if they jumped back and forth from various emotions in a short period of time.
Moreover, the secret technique of sealing the Holy Yuan also made Wu Rong miserable. Although he could absorb the power of others to improve himself, the Holy Yuan was forbidden and sealed. Forcibly using the Holy Yuan would only harm his own body.
At this time, his body was full of horrific cracks, his skin was torn open, and blood was pouring out, staining his clothes red. If he continued like this, the only way was death!
Fortunately, Mu Feng's appearance relieved him, but the situation was still not optimistic.
Wu Rong looked at Mu Feng's resolute eyes and became a little distracted for a moment. There were many temptations along the way of cultivation, and there were only a few people who could stick to their true intentions. They were all burdened by fame and fortune.
And Mu Feng is one of those rare people who can stick to his true heart and remain unmoved. This quality is so valuable that even among the crowd, it shines like gold.
"If it involves you, it will be a big loss." Wu Rong murmured.
Mu Feng slowly shook his head and said, "The purpose of practicing is to be able to change some things with your strength. If I shrink back now, what else will I be practicing for?"
The sound was sonorous and powerful, as if iron had fallen to the ground, making people feel convinced from the bottom of their hearts. Perhaps this is what makes Mu Feng different from other monks.
He threw Wu Rong a handle of the divine spring water of youth: "Don't be stingy, just drink it!"
Wu Rong opened the small bottle and found that the liquid inside was filled with shocking vitality. Even if he drew vitality from nature, it would not be so abundant.
There was indeed some pity in his heart, but he remembered what Mu Feng said, raised his head and drank all the water from the Divine Fountain of Youth.
"Hmph, I should have said my last words by now. Don't worry, none of you can escape!"
At this time, those Wutian purple-robed monks also climbed up from the cliff. They were holding magic weapons, their eyes were scarlet, and they looked like crazy demons.
A man in purple robe roared angrily and pounced like a wild beast, with three sharp claws protruding from the backs of both hands, just like the claws of a wild beast.
He has the strength of the late fourth level of the reincarnation realm. He is as fast as lightning and can rush there in the blink of an eye. In front of Mu Feng, his sharp claws chopped the air in front of Mu Feng.
But at this moment, Mu Feng was standing there, evil energy surged out of his body, rushing in all directions like a wave. Everyone seemed to have a sense of fear in their hearts, and Mu Feng also turned into terror in their eyes.
monster!
The purple-robed monk suddenly hesitated, but this moment was enough for Mu Feng to fight back!
I saw him suddenly stretching out his hand, golden light shining, and the powerful force compressing the air, almost suffocating people. But in an instant, his palm fell on the top of the monk's head, and then he clenched it suddenly!
"Collapse Mountain Power!"
The roar sounded like thunder in the ears of the purple-robed man. He only saw a flash of golden light, his chest seemed to have been hit by a bull, his bones were shattered, and his body flew out upside down, flying directly off the cliff.
This punch cost the purple-robed monk half his life!
The more this happens, the more it will arouse the fear in the hearts of other monks. Under the influence of the evil spirit, their fear will become greater and greater, and their psychological flaws will be affected, which will affect their actions.
But at this moment, Qin Wanyan took action. He stretched out his fingers, as if plucking invisible strings, and the sound of ropes breaking could even be heard in the air.
The expressions of the purple-robed monks suddenly changed.
They no longer fear or cower, but become extremely angry!
This is Qin Wanyan's ability. Everyone's emotions are like ropes in front of him. He disconnects all other emotional ropes, leaving only anger.
This will prevent the monks from having other emotions in a short period of time and fall into rage. In this way, the effect of Mu Feng's evil spirit will be weakened a lot.
However, the secret technique that can be included in the Wordless Golden Book cannot only produce fear in people. After continuously absorbing the evil spirit during this period of time, the evil spirit in Mu Feng's body has reached a certain amount.
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The evil spirit also brings some special abilities, which can bring bad luck to people. As long as you are within the range of the evil spirit, you will have constant misfortune.
The angry purple-robed monks rushed towards Mu Feng one after another, seventeen of them. They had almost lost their minds at this time, and there was a scream like an evil ghost coming from the magic weapon in their hands.
"Humph, die here!" Qin Wanyan, who was not far away, looked at him coldly, and at the same time tried to stir up Mu Feng's emotions. The process of the fight just now
, he also had contact with Mu Feng.
Therefore, his secret skills can be effective within a certain period of time.
However, Mu Feng's mind is much firmer than that of other monks, so his emotions are not easy to stir up. Other monks' emotions are like ropes, but his emotions are like iron rods!
But no matter how strong your emotions are, they are not invulnerable. At this time, he began to tease Mu Feng's emotions, which affected Mu Feng a little.
A man in purple robe jumped up high, slashed the demon sword in his hand, and the dark holy energy condensed into a terrifying sword light and flew towards him.
Mu Feng did not dare to relax. Behind him was Wu Rong, who could no longer move. The Qingxiao Sword was covered with a layer of thunder, fell directly into his hand, and then blocked it in front of him.
There was a loud bang, and the dark sword light struck the Qingxiao Sword hard, splashing countless sparks. Mu Feng's body was pushed back a few steps by the powerful force.
But before the sword light dispersed, another man in purple robe had already rushed to Mu Feng's side. The magic weapon in his hand was two exquisite daggers, which instantly cut through the air, leaving behind two black lights.
"Heavenly Sword Slash!"
Mu Feng roared angrily, and struck down the long sword in his hand, even hitting it flatly with the blade of the sword. The powerful force caused a deafening whistling sound to be heard in the air! ??
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the purple-robed monk who made a sneak attack was slapped to the ground hard, and his body sank into the ground. Countless cracks spread out immediately, like a spider web.
The sword light from before still fell on him, leaving a deep wound.
The other purple robes also pounced on Mu Feng like locusts. For a moment, swords, swords and shadows criss-crossed, like a sharp net trying to strangle Mu Feng!
Mu Feng relied on his strong strength to block the crazy attacks of these purple robes. At the same time, due to the evil spirit, various accidents always happened to these purple robes.
A purple-robed man got his foot stuck in a crack in the ground. Although he shattered the crack immediately, he also delayed his chance to take action, resulting in Mu Feng punching him in the chest, causing his bones to shatter.
Other purple robes also encountered various minor problems, but in a life-and-death battle, such minor problems may lead to loss of life.
Fortunately, among these purple robes, no one is stronger than Mu Feng after using the immortal hegemony, otherwise this bitter battle will turn into a life-and-death battle.
Wu Rong, who was standing behind, watched nervously at this moment. Mu Feng's domineering figure was fascinating. Even if he was in the center of the whirlpool, he could not hide his domineering aura. But the crisis still exists, and that is Qin Wanyan, who has never taken action. His treacherous methods still make him a little scared.
First, it was complicated and made him switch between various emotions until his mind collapsed, and then he took advantage of it and used restrictions to suppress his Holy Yuan, making him unable to take action.
This series of actions seemed to have been planned in advance, leaving him completely unprepared and caught off guard.
At this time, Wu Rong patted the sea snake beside him and said lightly: "Go, old friend, this young man is also worthy of trust."
The spirit of nature can get close to nature and even merge into nature. Therefore, the sea snake is not Wu Rong's life beast, but his partner. Only people with pure hearts can do this.
And now, Wu Rong wants Sea Snake and Mu Feng to fight side by side. This is his recognition of Mu Feng as a natural spirit.
The sea snake opened its mouth at this time, placed the madman next to Wu Rong, and then swam forward with its huge body. However, under the cliff, the sound of iron chains rattling could be heard.
Dozens of people in black robes gathered on the sea below the cliff. They took out thick chains and wrapped them directly around the sea snake, trying to lock it up.
The chain is even engraved with various tiny spiritual patterns, which generate bursts of suppressive force, making it impossible for the sea snake to move freely.
The sea snake's pupils were full of anger at this moment, its huge head suddenly raised high, and then it rushed directly to the bottom of the cliff, and for a while, screams were heard!
How could these black-robed men be the opponents of the powerful sea snake? You know, the sea snake is the "sea god" of Chunyuan Island and has protected this island for thousands of years!
Mu Feng's side was fighting more and more bravely at this time. His opponent was so angry that he didn't know the pain or fear, but he did not retreat even a step, and he withstood the joint attack of more than a dozen people.
These purple robes also understood that Mu Feng's body was as strong as a monster. Even the physical practitioners were probably not as strong as him. His strength was frightening. Therefore, everyone stood one step away from Mu Feng.
The magic weapons in their hands stirred up black magic clouds, covering the sky, and waves of sinister energy roared. They seemed to be real evil ghosts from hell. Wherever they went, the sinister wind howled and breathtaking.
The sharp sword light and sword shadow enveloped Mu Feng like splashing ink. The place where Mu Feng was was already in a mess, and the ground was lifted up, forming a big pit.
Only the place where he stood was still intact, as if no bloody storm could get close.
There were more than a dozen people in purple robes, and several of them fell to the ground dead. Their deaths were very miserable, and not a single bone in their bodies was intact.