Chapter 7282 Spiritual Practice
"The human soul has finally been tempered to perfection."
Xiang Chen's consciousness sensed the condition of his human soul body, which exuded a mixed energy and spiritual power.
The improvement of spiritual power allowed him to cast spells faster, draw more power from heaven and earth to strengthen the power of his spells, and also improve his reaction ability.
At the same time, the soul was almost completely immune to the mental attacks under the perfect heaven and earth mixed realm.
"Tianlang, come and hit me!" The human soul said to the Tianlang soul.
The Tianlang soul twisted his mouth: "Such a cheap request is naturally satisfied!"
After saying that, the Tianlang soul rushed over and slapped the human soul.
The human soul burst out a powerful spiritual light, which directly bounced the Tianlang soul away. The Tianlang soul howled and his claws hurt.
"Hahaha, as expected, I am completely immune to the spiritual attack that has not been perfected!"
The human soul looked at the other souls and smiled like a dragon king: "The three-year period has expired, I will beat ten of you!"
The Golden Crow soul's face changed when he saw this scene: "Quick, tear his mouth apart!"
The other souls immediately began to fight the human soul in groups, and today was the day when the human soul was most proud, and one person challenged all the other souls.
Of course, this was all Xiang Chen's own consciousness differentiation for his own entertainment, self-directed and self-acted.
After experimenting with the power of the perfect tempering of the human soul, Xiang Chen began to temper the Heavenly Wolf Soul, and also guided the Heavenly Fire to temper the Heavenly Wolf Soul. The Heavenly Wolf Soul sounded a series of dog barks and wailing.
However, the perfect tempering of the human soul has improved Xiang Chen's mental power and willpower. When he found that his willpower could endure more while tempering the Heavenly Wolf Soul, he began to temper the Golden Crow Soul again, letting the two souls temper together.
What followed was that the pain doubled immediately, but it was still within the tolerable range.
On the plain, the autumn wind blew and brought bursts of coldness.
A 100,000-man army appeared on the plain, and each soldier was burning with flames of the same color as the fire of heaven and earth, wearing red armor.
And the eyes of these 100,000 people were focused on one of them, and the eyes looking at this person were full of murderous intent, evil spirit, and resentment!
This person was a middle-aged man, also wearing armor, holding a long spear, and carrying two crossed swords on his back.
Who else but Mu Feng!
Mu Feng looked at the 100,000 troops on the opposite side alone. The 100,000 troops sounded the charge drums, and then 100,000 people shouted and rushed towards him alone!
100,000 people swept in, with amazing momentum, the earth began to tremble, and there were cavalry charging in front.
Mu Feng rushed towards the 100,000 people with a spear in his hand, and their cultivation and aura were equivalent.
A warhorse rushed over, and the cavalry on it waved its spear and rushed towards Mu Feng. Mu Feng dodged the spear, grabbed the opponent's spear, and raised the spear with his other hand.
With extremely fast reaction and tricky angle, he stabbed the cavalry's chin with a spear, piercing the entire head.
The next cavalry's body collapsed and turned into a ball of flame full of murderous aura and drilled into Mu Feng's body.
"Kill!"
More cavalry came from all directions, countless spears and swords slashed at him.
Mu Feng rolled on the ground to avoid one attack after another, and swept the horse's legs with his spear. The legs of the surrounding warhorses were chopped or broken by his spear blade. The warhorses neighed and fell to the ground, and the cavalry on them fell off the horse.
Mu Feng's spear in his hand kept stabbing out, and one head after another exploded with each stabbing.
After these people died, they turned into a spiritual flame and merged into Mu Feng's body and disappeared.
Mu Feng fought alone in the chaos with a gun, and countless soldiers rushed forward and came around him.
When the long gun in his hand broke, he replaced it with the double swords behind him. When the double swords were cut and bent, he used the enemy's weapons and started a long fight against 100,000 people.
His enemies seemed to have no fear, and no one retreated. This battle lasted for a full month, and one person killed 100,000 people.
And this was not a dimensionality reduction attack, but everyone's cultivation was at the same level.
Fighting, killing, every time Mu Feng killed a person, his fighting will became stronger.
"Mu Feng, you butcher, executioner!"
"You destroyed my family, go to hell!"
"Mu Feng, go to hell, kill! Kill! Kill!"
Countless resentments echoed in Mu Feng's ears, affecting Mu Feng's mind.
But his inner fighting spirit and thoughts were stronger than steel!
When Mu Feng was the only one left on the battlefield, all the resentful roars in his ears disappeared, and Mu Feng's red eyes in the Asura state gradually returned to normal.
His body, or rather his spiritual body, exuded a spiritual light filled with powerful fighting spirit, fighting spirit, and iron-like will, and the Hunyuan soul that was transformed from it exuded a terrifying killing intent.
Then Mu Feng's body gradually became ethereal and disappeared.
In the Fengdi Palace.
Mu Feng sat cross-legged in the training room. In the Wanxiang Jitian Ding suspended in front of him, Mu Feng's heavenly and earthly Hunyuan perfect soul left the Wanxiang Jitian Ding and returned to the flesh.
The world just now was the spiritual Shura world he built in the Wanxiang Jitian Ding!
He used the fire of heaven and earth as energy, and the resentment of the people he had killed as souls, and created countless soul soldiers to help him practice.
He killed, fought, and fought in the spiritual world.
This was the last battle among the thousands of battles he had built.
If one loses himself in the slaughter and his will is overwhelmed, he will go crazy.
On the contrary, if he endures the battle, his soul will become stronger and his mental power will be refined.
His spiritual practice method is different from Xiang Chen's, but there are also similarities. Both of them use the fire of heaven and earth to refine themselves.
Mu Feng opened his eyes, and the actual mental power killing intent could almost directly wipe out the soul of a strong man in the early stage of the world's mixed origin realm. The killing intent that was emitted invisibly spread out a wisp, and the entire Fengdi Palace
In the Fengdi Palace, the Jiaozi Dragon Saint, who was originally fighting, was dozing off. Suddenly, he felt this killing intent and his whole person, no, the whole beast jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Then he looked around in fear and coldness, extremely vigilant, not knowing who was emitting the terrifying killing intent.
Suddenly, the killing intent became stronger and descended on him. Yazi Longsheng felt his whole body tremble. His inner fighting spirit and courage were slowly destroyed by this killing intent, and cold sweat began to break out all over his body.
"Who?" Yazi Longsheng yelled, and his voice scared the servant who came to feed him milk tea, but the servant didn't notice the killing intent at all.
The mischievous Mu Feng suddenly retracted his killing intent, and Yazi Longsheng immediately gasped for breath, and the feeling of being on his back disappeared.
"Eat less snacks and spend more time practicing. If you don't enter the late stage of the world and earth primordial realm within ten thousand years, you will go back to the Dongsu Empire!"
