One after another, bright lights fell, dispelling the darkness from the entire world.
Ling Feng sat cross-legged, his mind empty, and he entered a state of selflessness. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and a golden rainbow burst out. Just like his body, bathed in the power of the Holy Sun, he was sketching an unprecedented scene.
"Buzz!"
The small sacred tree grows vigorously, with lush branches and leaves, strong roots, and every leaf shines with the aura of the Holy Sun.
But.
It did not grow endlessly. It stopped when it was two hundred feet tall. All the golden light poured into a branch and leaf. The divine power was endless and everything was stirring. Under the golden rainbow, the bark of the tree bulged, and a bud was slowly growing.
the appearance of.
It is like being cast by gold water, and it has a different kind of breath flowing through it, which is astounding.
Different from the small sacred tree.
This flower bud grew very slowly, but Ling Feng could clearly feel that there seemed to be a surging divine rainbow surging in the flower bud, and every line on it was clear, surging like the blood of the God of War.
What's more important.
The moment it appeared, the entire world's golden rainbow erupted, flowing from the roots to the flower buds. Every thousand petals could produce a petal, and the layers were sealed, which made Ling Feng secretly shocked.
"When the stars burned, twelve petals were born, and the death sickle gave birth to ten petals..."
He murmured in his heart. He didn't care about it at first, but when the divine power was bred from it, he had a better understanding of the petals of the small sacred tree. The number of petals was equivalent to the terrifying degree of the divine power.
And like Huangtian, it cannot be deduced by common sense at all. It is transcendent and is not measured by the number of petals. However, the Shengyang spirit does not seem to have reached that level. In the entire world, Huangtian is the only one, and so is Fire Rubing.
The only one.
"Thirteen petals!"
Not long after.
Ling Feng exclaimed, as a layer of petals flew out from the bud, making the rainbow more violent and mysterious, making him unable to see through it.
Obviously.
Once the petals are in full bloom, this divine power will exceed that of the Death Scythe and Star Burning Path, and may be a bit more terrifying than the current Holy Sun Burning Path.
He paid close attention, and a flash of joy flashed in his heart.
"Fifteen petals!"
However.
The golden rainbow did not stop, and continued to pour into the small sacred tree from far away, gradually increasing the number of petals. When the flower buds reached sixteen petals, the Shengyang Spirit in Lingfeng's body slowly dimmed and appeared.
The momentum is exhausted.
And the flower bud has reached its limit and can no longer swallow more of the Holy Sun spirit. The light and rain are flying all around, as if a god is about to fly out, conveying an endless sense of sharpness.
"Bang!"
Finally, after spending a full eighteen days, the flower buds gradually became brighter and suddenly bloomed. The wind and rain were like rainbows, the heaven and the earth sank, and the faint aura of clear spirit lit up Lingfeng's entire Dantian.
The petals unfold one by one, each one is very heavy and slow, like pushing open a heavy giant door, and the light rain will show an even more violent momentum due to this scene, and when the eighth petal blooms, the entire
The Dantian calmed down, and even the small sacred tree became still.
It seems that there is a fairy who is going to lift the clouds and soar to the sky!
"laugh!"
The sixteen petals were fully unfolded, and the light and rain were unparalleled. There seemed to be endless petals falling from the sky and the earth, covering Ling Feng's consciousness. And just between the petals, a drop of water appeared, transparent and flawless, and did not show any
Golden and translucent, like magnificent pearls and jade.
Big difference!
However, it was as big as a fingernail, and the surrounding space was dark. Only a drop of water was shining, dispersing the haze of the world. It did not have the aura of the Holy Sun spirit, but it had the aura of lightning. There is no doubt that this was still a bolt of lightning.
The difference is.
This lightning turned into a drop of water, which was the result of the blending of half a small bowl of Shengyang spirit and Lingfeng's bloodline and body. But Lingfeng had no doubt that this drop of water was terrifying. The power it gave birth to had truly reached the level of annihilating a tribe.
.
"A completely different kind of lightning!"
Ling Feng's eyes widened and he looked inside in astonishment. He was also surprised. He had never seen this kind of lightning before. Lightning like the Holy Sun Lightning and the Holy Sun Burning Dao were already terrifying and beyond people's imagination.
Can!
The emergence of water droplet lightning has subverted people's cognition. If the Holy Sun Lightning is detachment, then the water droplet lightning is a return to nature. It is moving towards a different kind of lightning, conveying the utmost momentum.
"Is this the direction of the future?"
Ling Feng calmed down quickly and was not affected. This holy sun lightning was more unpredictable than the previous ones, making him tremble with fear. However, this was not the most important thing. This water droplet lightning was showing him the direction of his future cultivation.
The holy sun lightning is not the end, but the water droplet lightning is the end!
"Ultimate form!"
Ling Feng's blood surged and he was filled with ecstasy. The creation of the God Realm was basically here. Only by baptizing all the Holy Sun and returning to nature could he surpass the God Realm. In this way, even if he stepped out of the God Realm, he would not be affected.
Because this kind of water droplets will baptize the power of the stars. To this extent, although the process is bumpy, it will not weaken its own momentum and realm.
otherwise.
Once they lose the magical power of the Holy Sun, it is probably not that easy for the Martial Gods to temper their star power to this level. If they cannot control it, their divine power may be weakened. Unless they can reach the ultimate Martial God state in the God Realm,
Only when you step into the realm of true gods will you not be affected.
Or, let the divine power of Shengyang return to its original state.
Or, use the magical power of the Holy Yang to step into the realm of true gods!
This is the only way.
certainly.
Most Martial Gods will choose the second one, because the first one is too difficult. Without that kind of talent, it is impossible to do it, not to mention the perverted divine objects such as the Holy Sun Spirit and the Small Divine Tree, but there is no doubt about it.
What's more, returning to one's original nature and entering the realm of true gods will subvert the realm of gods.
For the God Realm, this is the true martial arts realm, and the rest are all pseudo-god realms!
"Ultimate Lightning!"
This is Ling Feng's interpretation of water droplet lightning, and he is very eager to refine the other six divine powers to this point, return to nature, and show the ultimate form. Only then will there be a qualitative change when he enters the true god realm.
.
So far.
The Great Demon King has entered the eighth level of the Martial God Realm.
…
The spiritual realm returned to peace.
The butterfly was jumping up and down, with a cocoon of light on its body and a bulging belly. It had eaten too much Shengyang Shenjing at once, and it was impossible to digest it in a short time, but Shengyang Shenjing couldn't even think of crushing it.
, thus forming a cocoon of light.
There is no doubt about it.
When it wakes up, it will be completely different. It will truly move towards Jie Tian Shen Dao and become Ling Feng's help.
Soon after.
Ling Feng stood up, sneered leisurely, and collected the Heavenly Butterfly into his Dantian. He then stepped forward and collected all the Shengyang Spirit into the Spirit Devouring Pearl. It was roughly estimated that there were eight large bowls, which was enough for him to create his own destiny.
body.
but.
For Qingyi and Nishen, it is far from enough. Maybe it cannot create every Martial God, but not every Martial God is qualified to eat Shengyang Spirit.
"We need to capture some spiritual mountains."
Ling Feng muttered to himself that he got a scrap map from several god kings. It was very simple. Although it came from the god world, it was just a rubbing, without that kind of atmosphere, and it only roughly marked a few regions.
, which means that spiritual mountains may be born in these places.
"Most of them are in the heart of the world."
Ling Feng frowned. The core area of the God Realm is called the Heart of the World. It is a unique place. The real creation is in it. The rumored sacred place is also in it. Although there may be as many as six, he
I think it would be amazing to have one.
"There can't be six!"
He said directly, Lingshan is already so great, it is unimaginable to have a sacred place, it is unimaginable to have one between heaven and earth, there are as many as six, only those at the pinnacle of heaven can build them.
This is obviously impossible.
then.
He walked into the center of the spiritual realm and saw the cocoon again. He couldn't help but frown. There was something very wrong with this cocoon, which made him wary. However, he was not willing to miss it like this, so he used his magic weapon, the Heaven-cutting Dagger, and the Heavenly Dao.
Vicious blade.
The divine mace was in front of him, the vicious blade of heaven was in his hand, and the sky-cutting dagger was slashing towards the cocoon.
"Kacha!"
There was no accident. The cocoon was cut off from above and fell down. There was no terrifying aura, but the Tai Chi divine diagram and the ancient beast totem on it frightened Ling Feng. He always felt that it would eventually do something terrible.
He used the Heaven-cutting Dagger and drove the cocoon into the Spirit-devouring Pearl.
"When you return to Shenhuang, you can ask the Holy Lord or the immortals."
Ling Feng said thoughtfully that he was more inclined to the Holy Lord. The fairy was very dark and might be able to eat the cocoon in one bite.
The spiritual realm is empty.
Even the caves in the sky had been emptied by Ling Feng. These could imprison the Holy Yang's magical power and would definitely be useful in the future. He didn't want to let it be buried. Then, he tore open the Heavenly Light Curtain and walked out of the spiritual realm.
There is nothing left to miss.
"I want to move forward and take you with me. If you surrender, I will make you stronger!"
Vacuum zone.
Ling Feng said quietly, "The true god-level god-eating grass is equivalent to a peak figure in the god world. If you encounter Lingshan, you can sacrifice it and make it fight, while you will help from the side to kill the opponent."
"Crash!"
The king of grass flew over immediately, excited. They had been standing in front of the spiritual realm for tens of thousands of years, and they could no longer hold on. Moreover, the spiritual realm was exhausted. Soon, this would be a dead land, and they would also decay along with it.
This is obviously not what it wants to see.
"Order them not to resist!"
Ling Feng glanced sideways at the King of Grass and spoke. Then, lightning was densely covered in his hands. The ultimate lightning appeared and was launched together with the wild sky. In an instant, the sky was filled with light, and the Soul Devouring Pearl flew up into the air, enlarging into a ten-foot-sized ball.
Lingzhu, collect all the King of Grasses and God-Eating Grasses.
When the place was completely deserted, Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief. The God-Eating Grass was different from other living beings, and its soul could not be imprisoned. Now, walking out of the Lingshan Mountain could seduce it and make it surrender, but it would still be an unstable factor in the future.
but.
He has such confidence that once he reaches the realm of the Martial God, he can suppress the King of Grass with his raised hand.