Chapter 233 Cultivating the Fourth Level of Immortal Magic Art
"Still watching!"
Shui Henyao is really speechless!
Under her threatening warning, Han Feng not only did not close his eyes, but instead looked at her whole body with interest...
After a long time, Han Feng suddenly became happy and grinned and said: "Isn't it just a little too big? What's there to be proud of? Besides, didn't my master see it when you reshaped it before?"
"You..." Shui Henyao was furious.
Her pretty face was blushing hard to hide.
Moreover, the big mouse also fell into the well at this time and said: "You don't know, she was fascinated by her master at that time, and she couldn't wait to let him see her."
"Oh!" Han Feng suddenly realized and joked: "That's it! It turns out that our beautiful Miss Shui Henyao actually likes my master!"
"Shut up!" Shui Henyao said.
She wanted to beat up Han Feng and Big Mouse, but she had just been reshaped and her strength had not been restored immediately.
Therefore, there is energy but no power.
Moreover, even using spiritual power to form clothes is not possible. The feeling of powerlessness is like ants crawling on the body, which is very uncomfortable!
But in the end, she had no choice but to accept it.
Then, he became frank and said: "Look, look, what's there to see? I won't lose a piece of flesh, but if you don't mobilize the water power into the kidneys, your kidneys will collapse."
Han Feng didn't want to watch, he just wanted to tease Shui Henyao.
After all, after Shui Henyao is reshaped in the future, he will not have that chance.
As soon as he smiled, he immediately closed his eyes and cast the Five Elements Xuantian Seal, using the powerful power of the Five Elements Xuantian Seal to quickly generate the power of the Five Elements.
Thereby, water force is directed into the kidneys.
With the injection of water power, the kidneys also felt like they were collapsing. However, due to too much power loss, the kidneys became weak.
That face was extremely pale.
And the recovery of this kind of strength cannot be achieved in an instant, so he can only do it slowly.
During this process, Shui Henyao was also slowly recovering her strength. After about a stick of incense, she could already use her spiritual power to condense objects.
The red dress reveals her stunning beauty, which is truly better than the fairies above the nine heavens.
Of course, this is what she thinks.
But this kind of recovery was obviously not what she was pursuing, so she never woke up from recovery.
Time passed slowly, and the two figures faced each other, both trying to recover themselves as much as possible.
But the big mouse was very bored. One moment he jumped on Han Feng's shoulder, and the next moment he ran to Shui Henyao's shoulder to eat the fruit.
If Han Feng wakes up and sees it, he will definitely call him a prodigal son, because the fruit is the great medicine that the big mouse kept in the ring!
Taking big medicine as fruit?
What a loser!
As time passed by, the two of them recovered from their breath control, and both of them looked strange.
Han Feng's body felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his kidneys actually showed ice.
The power of water is even more majestic.
This made him look like an ice man, with a chill all over his body, as if he was a master of cold water power.
And Shui Henyao is even more weird!
After her reshaping, her whole aura exuded an evil nature, her lips were red and seductive, and she even had fangs!
In that appearance, against the backdrop of her red outfit, she stood out, like a... vampire!
"It's over, it's over! The essence and blood of you little white-eyed wolf actually contains the blood of the Blood Tribe. Therefore, when you reshape me with the blood essence, I will also be infected with the breath of the Blood Tribe!" Shui Henyao said.
Zhang Qiaorong is dead.
She was trapped in the secret realm of Sifang City because of the vampires, and she also hated the vampires very much, but now she...
"Why are you going to sacrifice to the Blood Refining Tribe when you have nothing to do!" Shui Henyao was about to cry. Why should he be chased and beaten to death when he returned to the God's Domain like this?
It makes no sense!
Han Feng was helpless and could only say with a grimace: "I didn't know it would be like this, otherwise I would have given you Xiao Hei's blood essence!"
"No!" Shui Henyao said firmly.
The thought of using the essence and blood of a dead mouse to reshape the body without turning into a mouse makes my hair stand on end.
"Hey! As if I am willing! Even if you become a mouse, you will never be attracted by me!" The big mouse protested with a dark face.
However, its words were full of playfulness and joking, as if it was intentional.
"You...!" Shui Henyao was speechless.
An old mouse still wants to eat swan meat?
I bother!
"Senior, please stop thinking nonsense. My evil demonic energy can also be suppressed. You should try to suppress it first." Han Feng said.
boom!
Shui Henyao immediately released his spiritual power.
Then, completely suppressing that strange evil force, it really worked. Although she was still charming, her fangs had changed and returned to their original state.
After a while, the coquettishness was no longer there, but the appearance was a little different, a little... charming.
"Hey, little white-eyed wolf, look at me and see if the blood clan aura is still coming out of me." Shui Henyao called to Han Feng.
Han Feng used his spiritual power to brush it away, but there was no reaction at all, so he said: "No, senior, you won't be discovered by others like this."
"Hmph! If I am hunted down, see how I will punish you!" Shui Henyao threatened.
Han Feng was speechless and had no choice but to ignore it.
In his breath adjustment, he has already begun to practice the Immortal Phantom Demon Technique, which is orderly and not chaotic.
"If I cultivate the fourth level of Immortal Illusion Demon Skill, then I will be able to fly through the air without being a Martial King. As long as no strong person above the Martial King level comes out, then even if I am defeated, I can still fly through the air and escape calmly!" Han
Feng yearned for it very much.
After all, my realm is low.
Just want to save my life.
Moreover, he knows that only by living can he have the opportunity to grow. Otherwise, no matter how talented he is, it will be in vain. If he dies, there will be nothing!
"After entering the realm of a great martial artist, I have the conditions to enter the fourth level of the Immortal Demonic Art..." After murmuring, Han Feng continued to practice the Immortal Demonic Art.
Starting from the first level, practice seriously step by step so that you can have a deeper understanding of each level, thereby paving the way for the fourth level.
"Introduce the essence and blood, build a matchmaker, become immortal, and the illusion is successful..." Han Feng recited the technique, and the lines on his body began to appear.
Moreover, because of the special nature of the immortal phantom, he only needs to mobilize the evil demonic energy.
In this way, he can use his exclusive power to stabilize himself, making everything go smoothly without any pain.
This kind of thing made him a little surprised, and he couldn't help but murmured: "Isn't this going too smoothly? Is there any problem?"
"Of course there are problems, but the problems will begin to appear slowly after you enter the fourth level of the Immortal Illusion Demonic Skill." Big Mouse said.
"What's the problem?" Han Feng asked.
The big mouse did not answer, but said mysteriously: "Anyway, you have cultivated the immortal demon me, and you will know everything later."
"Don't talk to me again! You know everything but don't tell me!" Han Feng was very angry.
What's so unspeakable about this?
He doesn't understand.
The big mouse, however, was neither angry nor angry. Instead, he said in a good voice: "I'm afraid that if you think too much about it, it will make you scrupulous and have an impact on your practice."
When Han Feng heard that it made sense, he said: "Indeed. We monks should have no scruples and should move forward in cultivation!"
"Confucians can be taught." The big mouse gave a thumbs up.
With such brilliance, Han Feng stopped thinking about it and immediately immersed himself in his training.
Since he had already mastered the first three levels perfectly, his practice on the fourth level was very smooth, and everything went smoothly.
But it still needs to be done step by step.
Therefore, time passed slowly while he was practicing, until the sky outside became dark...
"boom!"
As soon as he stood up and took a step, he could use his spiritual power to form a stepping object in the void, and he could instantly control the air with one step!
"As expected of the Ninth Immortal..." Shui Henyao opened her eyes and sighed as she looked at Han Feng who was in the air.
However, what she lamented was not Han Feng's achievements, but her admiration for the ninth demon cultivator.
But at this moment, the big mouse was looking for a fight and said: "Everyone is dead, and it's too late for you to like him. Why not like Han Feng? They are master and disciple after all."
Snapped!
A slap hit the big mouse.
"Hey! What's the point of surrendering to him when your whole body has been seen by him!" The big mouse shouted without fear.
As soon as the figure flashed, he immediately ran away.
But at this time, Shui Henyao had recovered a little, and immediately stepped forward to kill her. The beauty's anger was like the power of God!
"I'm going! The tigress is showing off her power, Han Feng, help me!" The big mouse screamed and flew behind Han Feng.