Chapter 950 Ling Feng’s tattoo! (2 updates)

An hour...

Two hours...

Soon, the night passed.

At this moment, Yue Yunlan's whole body was seen flashing with rays of holy light, which complemented the brilliance emanating from the strange rocks. Indistinctly, one could vaguely see the wonderful red lines slowly outlining something.

This is the process of Wenyao condensation. However, those lines looked very illusory, and I couldn't see anything clearly. I could only vaguely feel that it seemed like a strange lotus.

On the other side, under the Wenyao Holy Monument, Ling Feng stirred up the vitality of the surrounding world and made a roar. The vitality almost formed a tornado, spinning crazily around Ling Feng. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably be shocked. Even his eyeballs fell out: by absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in such a rough way, isn't this guy afraid of being exploded by the vitality?

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Yue Yunlan, who began to comprehend the Wenyao Holy Monument at the same time as Ling Feng, has successfully triggered the vision of heaven and earth and condensed it into a red lotus-like Wenyao.

However, there seemed to be no movement on Ling Feng's side, and he hadn't even begun to outline the prototype of Wenyao.

"Isn't this guy completely clueless?"

Qiao Qiao couldn't help but murmur when she saw Ling Feng just absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.

"With Master Ling's understanding, how can he not get the solution?" Yue Yunlan shook his head, "Just wait patiently and see."

At this moment, Ling Feng, who had been communicating with Wenyao Holy Monument for three days, finally gave corresponding feedback for the first time.

On the holy monument, nine-colored light flashed, and streams of divine light poured into Ling Feng's spiritual sea, forming thousands of strange images that continued to emerge in Ling Feng's spiritual sea.

At the same time, dazzling light erupted from the surrounding stone formations, forming mysterious lines and hitting Ling Feng's body.

The lines on the stone array and the divine light released by the Yaoyao Holy Monument continued to pour into Ling Feng's body, and under this blend, Ling Feng's spiritual sea continued to grow, and those vague visions began to gradually It became clearer, stroke by stroke, and slowly it seemed to be outlining something.

"This this……"

Qiaoqiao was stunned. She had just asked Ling Feng whether Ling Feng was going to fail, but she was immediately slapped in the face.

Moreover, being able to induce the chaotic stone array and the Wenyao Holy Monument to release divine light at the same time, the Wenyao condensed by Ling Feng is probably not much different.

Yue Yunlan narrowed her eyes and smiled, which made Qiaoqiao feel weak.

The girl pursed her lips and gritted her teeth and said, "With how evil this idiot is, he must be able to cause strange phenomena in the world."

"You'll know if you look at it." Yue Yunlan said, looking at the stone formation. This formation, and the pattern brilliance condensed by Ling Feng, is probably unparalleled in the world.

Gradually, as the divine light continued to penetrate into Ling Feng's body, the visions in his spiritual sea gradually began to solidify. One after another, mysterious and complicated lines appeared in the chaotic strangeness. The image kept flickering, and his pattern seemed to have begun to condense.

Ling Feng integrated his spiritual thoughts into it and understood the mystery above. When he fully understands those mysterious textures, his pattern will be successfully condensed.

However, the mystery of these textures far exceeds Ling Feng's imagination. Even though Ling Feng's soul has been tempered by the Spring of Spiritual Void and has far surpassed the geniuses of his generation, he is still comprehending these mysterious textures. At that time, there was a backlash.

How can it be so easy to comprehend the great truth?

The light of the pattern that Ling Feng attracted was more than a hundred times, a thousand times more than that of ordinary people. The backlash caused by the mysterious pattern made Ling Feng's head seem to explode, and his consciousness seemed to be driven back and forth by steel needles. Penetrated tens of thousands of times.

This kind of pain was different from the physical pain that was burned by the purple fire last time, but a sting that pierced the soul, which immediately made Ling Feng sweat all over his body. It was like falling from heaven to hell in one fell swoop.

puncture! puncture! Puncture again!

As he continued to comprehend those mysterious patterns, the terrifying backlash made Ling Feng wreak havoc again and again, making every muscle in his body tremble.

But Ling Feng relied on his tenacity to get through it.

Finally, Dan Lingfeng imprinted the last mysterious pattern, and a trace of enlightenment rose in his heart. The chaotic vision in the sea of ​​​​spirit finally broke open, and the nine-colored divine light burst out, and the pattern shined. Light suddenly filled Ling Feng's entire spiritual sea.

"Boom boom..."

Under the Wenyao Holy Monument, violent winds suddenly rolled up, carrying the light of Wenyao, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, constantly pouring into Lingfeng's body. The space that had gradually calmed down was once again filled with wind and dust, and Gang was born. The wind was blowing so hard that the vitality of the heaven and earth was raging.

This hurricane of vitality rolled up into the sky, causing the situation to change immediately. In comparison, the visions in the sky and the earth caused by Yue Yunlan's previous condensed pattern yao could hardly be called visions.

Yue Yunlan and Qiaoqiao were not far from Ling Feng, and they were also swept back dozens of steps by the strong wind before they could avoid the surging wind.

The two girls stared blankly at Ling Feng who was absorbing the light of Wen Yao like crazy: How on earth is this guy trying to condense the terrifying Wen Yao?

At this moment, the light of Wenyao continued to merge into Ling Feng's spiritual sea, outlining chaotic visions, and Ling Feng felt as if his mind was going to explode. His whole head was buzzing. Ling Feng gritted his teeth and worked hard. Inspiring spiritual thoughts.

Condensing Wenyao has reached a critical moment. If we relax a little, Wenyao's level may be greatly reduced.

This was not the result Ling Feng expected.

In order to be able to fight against the old enemies of the Tiandao clan, every step he takes must step on the head of any evil genius, so that they can only look up to him.

If there is a chance to condense the Wen Yao at the original attribute level, he will never be satisfied with the heaven and earth vision level.

Aiming for the pinnacle of martial arts is Ling Feng's eternal pursuit and his unchanging obsession!

"ah!"

Ling Feng roared loudly, and his aura suddenly exploded. Lingtian Sword Power, Samsara Sword Intent, Killing Sword Intent, and all the trump cards of amplification ideas were displayed one by one. Chaos visions shone with divine light, bursting out into the sea of ​​spirit. It even penetrated Ling Feng's body.

At this moment, Ling Feng's body was like a small sun, reflecting and resonating with the light of the Wenyao Holy Monument. There seemed to be some mysterious truth in the flow of light.

"It's now!"

Ling Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and his breath exploded, causing the sky and the earth to change color. Dark clouds rolled in, and mysterious thunder exploded. When the thunder roared and cracked the sky, Ling Feng shouted: "Condensation!"

Yue Yunlan's beautiful eyes flickered, staring intently at Ling Feng, who was at the center of the divine light, wanting to witness what kind of heaven-defying pattern Ling Feng would condense.

Such terrifying changes in the world, such violent tornadoes of vitality, and such crazy divine light from the pattern, all of these seem to indicate that Ling Feng's pattern will be something very extraordinary.

In fact, he will once again surpass his predecessors and enter an unprecedented field.

And any miracle, if it happens to Ling Feng, will become reasonable.