Qi Jin suddenly swept through every corner of his body.
Because the Qi that rushed out this time was too powerful, Feng Lin felt dizzy in his head.
Wow!
The ice energy froze the spiritual steel army in front of him, and Feng Lin immediately used Divine Reflex to dodge into the distance.
He carefully observed how long his ice could freeze the opponent.
"You brat! You've actually advanced!"
No. 109 in front of him roared angrily, and his energy continued to be released in his body.
Click!
Cracks first appeared in the ice that sealed the forest, and then Qi Jin shattered the ice and rose into the sky.
"It's only a second or two, which is a bit short."
Feng Lin said secretly.
However, this is just ordinary ice. Feng Lin used the Military Form to strengthen his energy.
Facing the incoming Spirit Steel Army, he punched it out.
Boom!
The cold air that came out once again froze the Spiritual Steel Army, along with the surrounding earth and ruins.
The energy of ice blessed by the Military Form Chapter is darker blue.
Click!
boom!
…
The Spiritual Steel Army in the center of the ice continued to explode with energy.
The ice was the same as before, first it shook, and then countless cracks appeared.
Finally it exploded and the ice cubes scattered around.
"A second or two longer."
Feng Lin murmured in a low voice.
It only lasted three or four seconds, but he felt it was enough.
It's hard to say for the second generation, but facing the first generation spiritual steel army, as long as you can control their arms.
Feng Lin had about three or four seconds to attack the small holes on their faces.
Even if you can't kill them, you can still seriously injure them.
Facing ordinary perfect ninth-level masters, Feng Lin can kill them instantly without the need for generals.
As long as he freezes, let alone three or four seconds, even one or two seconds, he will have enough time to operate.
But facing the stronger Perfect Ninth Level, it may not be possible to kill instantly.
The No. 109 in front of me feels slightly better than the ordinary ninth-level perfection.
What is truly powerful about him is the layer of spiritual steel on the surface of his body.
While Feng Lin was thinking, the Spirit Steel Army had already arrived in front of Feng Lin.
"Come! As a thank you gift, I will give you one third first."
A flame clone appeared in Feng Lin's body.
He suddenly rushed forward, first freezing the opponent's body with ice energy, and then he flashed and appeared in front of the opponent's face.
boom!
He punched the Spirit Steel Army in the face.
The flame shadow behind him imitated Feng Lin's movements.
boom!
Blow it out with one punch.
There was a low thunderous sound in the surrounding air, and in an instant, the flames formed a ball, swallowing up everything around it.
The surrounding air began to twist, turning into circles of flame ripples, spreading in all directions.
The space within Feng Lin's area seemed to be burned red.
As the flames disappeared, Feng Lin was suspended in the air, with a huge semicircular pit beneath his feet.
The ground has long since turned into black scorched earth, and white smoke is still rising.
As for the No. 109 Spirit Steel Army, it's a thousand meters away.
He covered his head and rolled on the ground, "It hurts! It hurts!"
Feng Lin remembered what Su Ming had said before, that the layer behind their faces was not a perfect fit.
In other words, some of Feng Lin's attacks just now penetrated the defense and attacked inside.
"Feng Lin! Just wait for me!"
Spirit Steel Army No. 109 covered his face and roared, turned around and fled away.
"Chasing?"
Ye Yourong's voice came over.
"No, I have a lot of things to do later."
Feng Lin stretched hard and said, "What I want to do now is to have a good meal and have a good sleep."
"That's right, Dacheng level 7, you can go home."
Ye Yourong's voice was filled with a smile.
Feng Lin nodded lightly, it was time to go back.
He first built a small dark room and healed himself in it.
In the battle with the Spiritual Steel Army just now, he suffered a lot of injuries.
But this time, he didn't sleep in the barrel.
Feng Lin looked at Ye Yourong who was sitting beside him and asked strangely: "Where is this Qi Hai who is at the seventh level of Dacheng?"
"I don't know, this has been a place discussed by many people. Some say it's in the lower abdomen, some say it's in the brain, and some say Qi Hai is just the embodiment of Qi Jin, which is spread all over the body."
Ye Yourong sat there, eating the ham sausage given by Feng Lin.
"Is Qi Jin concrete? I agree with this."
Feng Lin closed his eyes and felt the sea of Qi carefully. His mind easily visualized a dark abyss, a huge pit.
He could also easily see that in the depths of this endless black pit, there were two strands of Qi intertwining with each other, but they did not merge.
They are dark red and dark blue respectively.
There was only a thin layer of the two qi, barely covering the bottom of the endless pit.
"Only by filling up the Qi Sea can we enter the eighth level?"
Feng Lin asked.
"Yes, for some races, the seventh level of Dacheng is their end."
Ye Yourong smiled and nodded, "Especially those races that are powerful in their own right. To put it bluntly, their race abilities are very strong."
"Like the Jiuyou Clan?" Feng Lin asked.
"Yes, it is extremely difficult for the Jiuyou Clan to break through to the eighth level. The reason why these races are difficult to break through is because they themselves are too powerful."
Ye Yourong explained, "Correspondingly, their Qihai is larger, so it is more difficult to fill it up."
"What if it fills up?"
Feng Lin thought of Cen Caixuan, who had now entered the eighth level.
"After filling up, they will be almost the same as other races, but with their powerful racial abilities, they will naturally be stronger."
Ye Yourong bit open another ham sausage and said, "For you, those who can usually enter the seventh level, entering the eighth level is just like playing."
Feng Lin suddenly looked at Ye Yourong in confusion, "By the way, how long have you been stuck at the seventh level?"
"It has been many years. In fact, I am similar to the Jiuyou Clan, and my race is very powerful."
Ye Yourong sighed helplessly, "Oh, every time I see such a tiny bit of Qi in the Qi sea, I feel helpless."
"I'm starting to feel powerless now."
Feng Lin closed his eyes.
However, he was not in a hurry, there was a lot to do right now.
…
After soaking in the medicinal bath for a while, Feng Lin had a good sleep here.
After completely recovering his body, Feng Lin took Ye Yourong away.
The destination this time is to find Cen Caixuan.
Then he took her to find Yaoyao.
When everyone arrived, he led them from the rushing stream on the side of the Immortal Palace to the other side.
The main reason is that the ruins where Hua Xian is located on the Eastern Continent are too far away, requiring several days of travel.
When you go to the Immortal Palace, you can also say hello to Sun Zhizhi.
Feng Lin couldn't wait to go back.
"Haha, I don't know what state Xu Xianfan is now."
Feng Lin showed a faint smile. She used to be chasing him all the time.
But now, even if she reaches the ninth level of perfection, she is equivalent to the level of the Yin-Yang Crusade's serial captain.
Feng Lin was not afraid at all.
Returning to the mural again, Feng Lin went to the sect where Qin Hong was.
What left Feng Lin speechless was that Cen Caixuan actually left.
"She specifically told me that if you come back to find her, she will ask you to find Qingqiu Yun."
Qin Hong took out an account book and read the words on it, "I was afraid of forgetting, so I wrote it down on purpose."