Chapter 1617 A small success in rioting
"Seriously, old guy, how sure are you?"
Ye Feng's eyes widened. The current level was already too much for him to bear. Situ Reading 520 official website
Only Ye Feng knew the pain caused by the disordered meridians.
"It should... be like this..."
There was a hint of hesitation in Yuan Ling's tone.
Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart, and his intuition told him that Yuan Ling had come up with a bad idea, but at the moment, he had no better choice, so he could only take the risk as he said.
"The riot effect must be used in conjunction with martial arts. There are few people here, so you can keep trying. When will you be able to cross the current waterfall with one finger when your meridians are retrograde, and you will be able to enter the third realm. to the point.”
After looking around, Yuan Ling said.
Ye Feng sighed softly. At the moment, it seems...that can only be the case.
…
Standing upright on the mountainside, Ye Feng was slightly focused, his eyes shining brightly, and there was a burst of scarlet red after running his meridians.
As the ferocious aura began to rise, Ye Feng's fighting spirit and aura also kept rising. Under the sting, at a certain moment, his Yuan Power suddenly went into chaos, and an extremely violent aura sprayed out of his body.
Uh-huh!
The sound of breaking wind sounded, and Ye Feng, who was like a ferocious monster, raised his palm, brought out the bright light of Yuanli, and slashed diagonally down the waterfall in front of him.
The flaming red finger force came out of his hand and became larger in the wind, turning into an arc-shaped wind blade and cutting into the rapidly falling wave of the waterfall.
Wow...
Water droplets splashed.
But the water wave did not stop as Ye Feng expected, and the wind blade was quickly dispersed as soon as it made contact.
The force of the impact is more than tens of millions of kilograms, and it is simply impossible to cut it off with just one finger.
With an unconvinced sneer flashing across his face, Ye Feng continued to muster his strength and began to chop.
Like a machine, while he was constantly taking action, he was also controlling the retrograde motion of the meridians in his body, using pain to stimulate him to increase his body's limits. At the same time, he was gradually adapting to the powerful energy brought by "riot".
However, the ferocious aura that followed could not be reduced, and instead showed signs of rising.
"cut!"
Ye Feng leaped into the air, with strong energy gushing out from his body, as if his body was covered with a colorful cloud.
At a certain moment, the Yuan Power on the surface of his body suddenly went into chaos, seemingly wandering throughout his body without any order. Under the influence of that Yuan Power, the sky tens of feet around him became illusory.
The power of chaos quickly condensed and spread along the arm to the fingertips. Then, a palm slashed downwards, flying toward the waterfall with a loud sonic boom.
A few feet away, the silver practice flying down suddenly paused. The wind blade slashed across the place, and a faint thin line appeared, which disappeared in a flash.
"Alas, I still didn't succeed!"
Seeing this situation, Ye Feng waved his fist in frustration and used violence. Under the stimulation of severe pain, he was able to break the waterfall with his finger power.
But there is still a long way to go to cut off the river with one finger.
"Boy, this level is not enough. The energy in your body cannot all operate according to the meridian diagram. There is always a slight difference."
Yuan Ling shook his head solemnly.
Sitting on the ground, Ye Feng's red light disappeared from his eyes and he looked quite helpless.
The more Yuan Power was activated, the stronger the ferocious aura brought by the reverse chaos meridians. But firstly, the severe pain was unbearable, and secondly, he was not sure that he could completely control the ferocious aura formed. , if you are not careful, you may go crazy.
As a result, it is always difficult to get the best out of "Riot".
This is different from the negative aura forming in Haiyan. It is produced by Ye Feng's own practice. If he cannot adapt, he will never be able to enter the realm of Xiaocheng.
"It seems that there is another mystery in the Dharma door that stabilizes the Taoist mind like the Buddha's visit."
Yuan Ling frowned and thought.
"But that book is something that even you can't understand."
Ye Feng spread his hands.
"You can only put yourself to death and survive. Under extreme circumstances, you may be able to understand the true meaning."
After a look of struggle flashed across his face, Yuan Ling said seriously as if he had made up his mind.
“How do you put yourself to death and survive?”
Ye Feng felt bad. Every time the old guy became serious, he was going to suffer.
"Use the ferocious aura in your body to the extreme and find a solution in a desperate situation. However... once you fail, you may lose your mind or even become obsessed. The choice is up to you."
"It's not like we can't give up on the Seventh Level of Biluo. After all, there are so many high-level martial arts and mystical arts in the world. There's no need to go all the way to the bottom."
Yuan Ling pushed the choice to Ye Feng.
Slowly waving his hand, Ye Feng blocked Yuan Ling's topic, his eyes were firm, and he said two words: "Come on!"
He didn't have much time to wait. No matter what the result was, he had to try his best.
"Hey, I know you won't give up."
Yuan Ling showed a smile as if his scheming had succeeded, waved his hand and said: "When night falls, the Yin power becomes more intense, and under the dual pressure of the internal and external environment, your body's potential will be better stimulated."
Ye Feng nodded, said no more, sat cross-legged on the ground and began to absorb Yuanli. Before night fell, he needed to restore himself to his peak state.
Click!
As night fell, a flash of silver lightning pierced the night sky, rumbles of thunder fell from the sky, and in less than a moment, heavy rain poured down from the sky.
A strong wind suddenly blew up, and layers of dark clouds covered the place, causing the ancient trees to sway and the leaves to fly.
In front of the waterfall, Ye Feng sits like a bell, his robes flying, but his body is as motionless as a sculpture.
"It's raining. This is the time when the gloomy atmosphere in the world is the heaviest."
Yuan Ling raised his head and glanced at the night sky, a bit of worry flashed in his eyes. In such weather, Ye Feng would be even more tested.
"Boy, let's start when you're ready!"
Yuan Ling flashed ten steps away to protect Ye Feng.
Click!
Another bolt of lightning struck down, like a sharp sword swung by a god, lighting up the dark sky.
Ye Feng let out a heavy breath of turbid air. Under the influence of thunder and lightning, the fighting spirit in his body was rising rapidly.
At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and all the energy in his body began to circulate without any reservation.
Rumble…
Like a dragon returning to the sea, Yuanli galloped through the meridians. After running for half a week, the direction suddenly changed and began to move backwards.
With a crash, Ye Feng's body surface energy changed wildly. The originally calm energy surged up like wildfire, becoming more than twice as violent.
Along with the surge of Yuan Li, there was also a ferocious aura in his body. With all his Yuan Li running, Ye Feng, who was twitching all over his body, suddenly suppressed the overwhelming pain and felt a bloodthirsty fighting spirit rushing up to Tianling Gai, constantly attacking him. Submerge his.
The ferocious aura climbed higher and higher, and Ye Feng's eyes became scarlet.
The rational part of his consciousness was rapidly decreasing, replaced by bloodthirsty and murderous intent. All emotions disappeared, and he only wanted to kill.
Click!
The thunder and lightning between the sky and the earth were like a sea, constantly chopping down, and the heavy rain blown by the dark wind made Ye Feng immersed in killing intent and unable to control himself.
