The colorful clouds looming in the sky are becoming more and more visible. .

The sky above seemed to be rotating, and the sun also ripples rippled on it.

The old drunkard, Mu Ruoshui and others were blinded.

At some point.

When the first colorful cloud in the sky was completely frozen, the people outside the mountain began to get nervous, and they knew that the answer was about to be revealed.

A stream of terrifying power kept condensed in the air.

When the second colorful cloud condensed out of thin air, the old drunkard and others breathed a sigh of relief.

Generally speaking.

A monk with ordinary talent will only form a colorful cloud when he breaks through to the saint.

It is already above ordinary monks to form two flowers.

In any case, in the eyes of the old drunkard and others, Chen Feng hurriedly improved his cultivation this time, at least he would not have ended up with only one colorful cloud.

Layers of terrifying energy ripples rippling around the colorful clouds.

After the third colorful cloud emerged, the old drunkard and others seemed to be more relaxed.

Being able to form three colorful clouds is already considered the level of ordinary geniuses; being able to form six colorful clouds is considered the level of medium geniuses; if nine colorful clouds can form, it can be called the level of high geniuses.

Of course, if you can surpass the ten colorful clouds, you can be said to be a peerless genius in a thousand.

When the old drunkard and others were thinking about something.

The emergence of the colorful clouds in the sky was accelerating, and in a flash, the ninth flower condensed.

At the moment when the ninth flower was formed, after a slight pause, the tenth flower and the eleventh flower condensed one after another.

The old drunkard looked surprised. This time, Chen Feng was clearly rushing to improve his cultivation, but he didn't expect that he could form more than ten colorful clouds?

When the colorful clouds formed to the fifteenth, the growth trend in the sky finally stopped.

Originally, the old drunkard speculated that with Chen Feng's talent, if he broke through normally, he should be able to form more than ten flowers.

Now Chen Feng has not been affected by the hasty improvement of his cultivation. He has gathered fifteen colorful clouds, which is already an extremely considerable number.

It is said that Zhao Yangyue, the first ancestor of the Zhao family, now formed fourteen colorful clouds when he broke through to the saint.

The old drunkard smiled and said, "My brother will really surprise us. I didn't expect that he could also form fifteen colorful clouds in this situation. It seems that we should prepare well and hold a banquet for him to celebrate. You think..."

But the voice in his throat suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly widened, and his face was filled with incredible feelings.

Just because of the colorful clouds in the sky, they instantly grew to twenty more.

Do you want to be so scary?

Mu Hongyao, Mu Ruoshui, Hua Lingfei and others were even more shocked than the old drunkard. They felt like they were almost unable to breathe.

I waited for a while this time, and after seeing that there were no longer colorful clouds growing in the sky.

The old drunkard spoke with confidence: "Twenty colorful clouds, my brother is going to go against the will of heaven! I..."

The sound in his throat suddenly stopped again, and a constipation expression appeared on his face.

I saw the colorful clouds in the sky condensed quickly again, and in an instant, they reached the 30th.

This time the old drunkard learned a lesson and waited longer than before. Seeing that no colorful clouds were born, he felt that there should be no surprise.

Thirty colorful clouds are completely unprecedented.

But God seems to like to joke with the old drunkard, when he just said the word "I".

The number of colorful clouds in the sky increased greatly, and this time it soared to the fiftieth before it stopped.

The muscles on the old alcoholic cheeks were twitching, and it seemed like ten thousand horses had stepped on them in his heart.

Mu Hongyao, Hua Lingfei and others had long forgotten to speak. They looked at the sky with dull expressions and could not come back to their senses in a short time.

The old drunkard was unwilling to speak anyway, and his eyes were also staring at the sky. He wanted to see what kind of miracle his brother could create?

After waiting for a long time.

The colorful clouds in the sky have sky increased to eighty.

The old drunkard and others have figured out the rules. Every time the colorful clouds are added, the pause time will be extended, and then the next surge will enter.

As time goes by minute by minute.

The clouds in the sky are also increasing again and again, and now they have soared to 120.

The old drunkard and others were completely numb.

They couldn't help swallowing their saliva with one hundred and twenty colorful clouds. Zhao Yangyue, the strongest man in the middle world, has only given birth to fourteen flowers when he has entered the saint!

However, Shen Feng broke through more than one hundred flowers, and the two were simply incomparable!

The more colorful clouds there are, the greater the possibility of practicing in the future. Although the strongest one in the middle realm today is the Nine Star Immortal Emperor, there is definitely a higher level above the Nine Star Immortal Emperor.

When time passed a lot.

The colorful clouds in the sky sky increased to 180.

then.

The colorful clouds finally stopped growing, and these 180 colorful clouds were constantly churning in the sky.

They are slowly gathering together.

Not long after, a huge colorful cloud formed, with the seven-colored light rising, and even filled with seven-colored lightning.

The old drunkard and others had not yet reacted from the number of 180 flowers, and saw such changes again. They had never heard of the colorful clouds that would condense together before.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The seven-colored lightning kept shining between the heaven and earth, and suddenly, the wind was blowing around.

Huge colorful clouds cover the sky and the sun, and the clouds are pressing lower and lower.

soon.

The drizzle fell from the huge clouds, and every drop of rain was colorful.

The range where the old drunkard, Mu Ruoshui and others are located can be just enough to be exposed to the colorful rain.

Each drop of colorful rain contains a special energy and mysterious power, especially for the monks under the Immortal Emperor, this is a rare opportunity.

Of course, although it is much less useful for strong people at the Immortal Emperor level, it is still useful.

The surroundings were originally very deserted.

After the colorful rain fell on the earth, everything was reviving rapidly, and various spiritual herbs were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mu Ruoshui, Hua Lingfei and others sat cross-legged without hesitation, and began to absorb the energy in the colorful raindrops and realize the mystery.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Everyone is immersed in absorption.

When the colorful rain stops and the huge colorful clouds in the sky gradually dissipate.

The surroundings have been completely redesigned, and fresh aura is floating in the air.

People under the Immortal Emperor, such as Mu Ruoshui and Hua Lingfei, have all improved their cultivation level to a higher level.

When everyone opened their eyes and stood up from the ground, they looked at the mountains. The movement of Shen Feng breaking through to the saint was too great. They even gained a lot of benefits, and their emotions were uncontrollable.

...

And at this time.

The sunken wind is in the mine cave.

His aura was completely stabilized at the first-level saint. Feeling the six divine patterns and ten-color immortal cores in his dantian, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

No waste of time.

He continued to absorb the spirit stones continuously.
Chapter completed!