Peerless Martial Soul

In fact, this is a very normal thing, because the temperature of the flame and the temperature of the liquid medicine required for the fourth and fifth levels are actually not much different, and the last time Chen Fengfeng practiced the fourth level, he has already adapted to it. Long time.

At the same time, after his fourth hit, the bronze body was also great. Under the influence of the hot liquid medicine, the bronze body automatically began to resist, greatly reducing Chen Feng's pain.

This is the case for practicing the golden body. After the first level of extreme suffering, the next level of suffering will be much less.

But what can be expected is that the sixth pain will increase greatly, even to the point that Chen Feng cannot bear it.

Chen Feng knew that the soul of the old flood dragon was very cunning and scheming, and would not be easily fooled.

He didn't expect to draw out the soul of the old flood dragon at once, so he sat cross-legged, in this hall, first practiced earnestly without distraction, no matter what else, it was as if the soul of the old flood dragon did not exist at all.

Sure enough, Chen Feng had already practiced for an hour and had absorbed almost one-third of the spiritual power in the liquid medicine. The spirit of the old flood dragon still did not appear.

Chen Feng was not in a hurry, he put the soul crystal in his hand at this time, and then continued to practice.

Chen Feng could obviously feel him, holding the soul crystal in both hands, and after returning to the cauldron, there was clearly a breath in the cauldron, which fluctuated in an instant. Although very subtle, it was still captured by Chen Feng.

Chen Feng knew that the soul of the old flood dragon had already discovered the existence of the soul crystal, and even recognized the use of the soul crystal, otherwise, the emotions could not have such fluctuations.

Chen Feng secretly rejoiced in his heart, and then continued to practice.

Still nothing happened, after another half an hour, Chen Feng had absorbed half of the medicinal liquid's medicinal power and more.

At this moment, above the huge dragon head of the Four-legged Flood Dragon Ding, a small phantom suddenly appeared. This phantom was very small, but the size of a human fist. It was a dragon head that had shrunk many times. .

At this moment, he looked like he was looking out to observe the situation.

This old flood dragon finally couldn't resist the temptation of the soul crystal, and the temptation of Chen Feng's tyrannical body that was rare in thousands of years, it was about to come out to find out!

He was very careful at first, only sticking out his head to observe the situation. He didn't know the conversation outside, nor did he know the arrangement of Chen Feng and Ziyue, because after it entered the four-legged dragon cauldron, it was Unable to perceive the specific situation outside.

Only when the soul crystal and Chen Feng are cultivating inside can he perceive it.

When he saw Chen Feng closing his eyes and practicing very seriously, the doubt in his eyes disappeared a little, and when he saw the soul crystal in Chen Feng's hand, his eyes were full of greed. Desire, the body could not help but come out a little bit.

Finally, little by little, he cautiously went out. Finally, half an hour later, the entire body, a ghost of a flood dragon, appeared completely above the four-legged flood dragon cauldron.

Then he slowly sank and fell towards Chen Feng, his eyes fixed on the soul crystal in Chen Feng's hand.

It can be seen that he has a very greedy desire for this thing, and the dragon is slowly about to fall on top of Chen Feng's head. At this time, his eyes are full of triumph.

I thought: "This time I can not only absorb this rare soul crystal, but also take advantage of the opportunity of swallowing the soul crystal to increase his strength, devouring this young man's soul, and then occupy his body."

And just when he descended on Chen Feng's head and wanted to invade Chen Feng's body with extremely greedy eyes.

Suddenly, he was shocked to find that Chen Feng, who seemed to be completely immersed in cultivation and unaware of the outside world, suddenly opened his eyes.

With a trace of joking in Chen Feng's gaze, he looked at the ghost of the dragon and said softly: "How come out? I've been waiting for you for a while!"

As he said, he stretched out a hand and firmly grasped the ghost of the dragon.

Jiaolong was horrified. He didn't expect that this turned out to be a trap. Chen Feng didn't sink into his cultivation at all. It turned out that he was waiting for him to get the bait!

He was extremely frightened, because in addition to fighting Chen Feng's soul in Chen Feng's sea of ​​knowledge, he could win, when he could not invade Chen Feng's body, he absolutely had no chance of winning.

But he found that Chen Feng came to grab his hand and passed directly through the phantom of his body, so the dragon became arrogant again, and laughed wildly at Chen Feng: "Little bunny, even if you trick me out. , What can I do?"

"Lao Tzu is a phantom, a body of soul, you have nothing to do with me!"

With that, he laughed wildly, and was about to break into the four-legged dragon cauldron again.

Chen Feng sneered: "Really?"

Then he used his hand to make a knife, and slashed out. Although it was a hand knife, he used the second move of the Thunder Ba knife to dominate the lightning strike.

Chen Feng's cleavage with a hand knife of course was far inferior to the power of a direct cleavage with a purple moon knife, and he deliberately controlled the qi.

Therefore, the power of this one is only one-tenth that of a real lightning strike.

But what Chen Feng didn't want was power, but the lightning effect of Tyrant Strike.

After Chen Feng gently cut out, a purple electric current was immediately generated in the air, and then it happened to bombard the dragon soul.

The soul of the Jiaolong was almost destroyed by this blow, completely disappearing.

What they fear most is the power of heaven and earth like thunder and lightning.

But even if he didn't die, his body was still frozen in the air, unable to move. Chen Feng snorted and threw the soul crystal to Ziyue, then stretched out his hands to run the Dragon Elephant Fighting Heaven Art.

At this time, the small tripod in Chen Feng's dantian. Something seemed to be felt, and suddenly it ran wildly.

The small tripod revolved, forming a cyclone in the Dantian, and then taking the Dantian as the center of the cyclone, forming a huge cyclone into Chen Feng's body.

The soul of the dragon suddenly felt a huge suction from Chen Feng's hands. He only had time to let out a wailing, and he was directly sucked in by Chen Feng's hands.

This scene stunned Chen Feng, he didn't expect this to happen.

Then he quickly realized himself.

Chen Feng saw the situation of Xiaoding in his dantian. At this time, the soul of the dragon had been absorbed near Xiaoding.

And when the dragon's soul saw Xiaoding, his eyes showed extreme terror. He seemed to be able to recognize what this Xiaoding was, and what kind of abilities in it would cause him much harm.

So he uttered a terrible cry, and pleaded with Chen Feng: "Let me go, let me go, I promise I will never dare to deal with you again."

But Chen Feng had nothing to do with Xiaoding at this time, let alone Chen Feng would not save him.

Jiaolong only made a few screams before he was sucked in by Xiaoding.

After absorbing the dragon soul, Xiaoding immediately fell silent, the cyclone in the dantian disappeared, and the cyclone in Chen Feng's body also disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a little dumbfounded.

"What's the situation? Is the soul of the flood dragon swallowed by Xiaoding? I plan to use the power of the soul of the flood dragon to replenish the martial soul!"

He waited for a long time, but did not see any movement, so he gave a wry smile and exited the state of introspection.