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Chapter 1247 Reshaping the Spirit Arm!

The power of the nine lines surged out and condensed in the center of Taocheng.

The power of disaster was raging, and this aura spreads for hundreds of thousands of miles!

The world is silent, and any person who senses this aura is trembling.

It should be noted that there is no God in this domain.

At this moment, the aura emitted by the power of the Nine Lines is far more than that of an ordinary god. How can it not shock people!

Strong wind, standing on the wall.

When you glance through the many peach trees in the city, you can see... The leaves and petals of these peach trees are rapidly withering and scattering.

withered!

This is...the state of nirvana.

These peach trees represent the vitality of monks in it.

If these peach trees are completely withered, the monks inside will be completely destroyed.

"It seems that the situation is not very good. This ninth disaster is indeed too strong."

The voice of the old man Jianling sounded in Yan Feng's heart.

Yan Feng just looked at the withering peach trees, but did not pay much attention, and even looked at the huge peach trees in the center.

The power of the nine lines ravages it.

And the aura inside has not weakened at all, and there are even signs of strengthening!

Yan Feng, his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

He was wondering whether he wanted to leave.

Once you leave, you will give up the opportunity to improve at least 30% of your strength.

And... Yan Feng hasn't raised his sword to fight for a long time.

As a sword cultivator, he has a sword heart that is Lingrui and has been with his sword for life. Yan Feng dreams that he will hold the sword in his own hands and fight again.

But without spiritual arms, spiritual power cannot be immersed in the sword from his hands.

Even if it is a peerless sword like Tianqi Qinghuang, in Yan Feng's hands, it is just scrap iron.

But if it weren't for not leaving... look at the situation at this moment.

Tao Xuan may not be able to survive this ninth catastrophe. Once he fails, he will die together in this divine catastrophe.

This is really not cost-effective for Yan Feng.

Just as Yan Feng was thinking about the pros and cons, suddenly...

In the center of Taocheng, the originally raging power of Nine Lines...it began to slowly stabilize.

Yan Feng, his eyes lit up slightly.

The stable breath means that it means a little bit.

Sure enough, when the power of the Nine Lines was stable!

From the center of this Taocheng, there was a dazzling pink light that broke out from the power of the nine lines in an instant.

As this light emerged, the nine lines of divine light began to dissipate.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

When the third breath is, the power of the ninth calamity will dissipate.

The moment the power of the ninth tribulation dissipated...

The heaven and earth are like the sound of the birds!

I saw that the dark black clouds in the sky quickly dissipated with the speed of wind and clouds.

In this sky, there is a nine-colored source that begins to slowly condense.

Nine-colored light shines on the earth!

Yan Feng from the city wall looked at the center of Taocheng and Tao Xuan on the top of the peach tree.

At this moment, Tao Xuan's clothes were very damaged, and her whole body seemed to be half dead, and her clothes were dyed red with blood.

I guess just now... life and death are on the verge of death.

After stepping out, Yan Feng appeared beside Tao Xuan.

"Congratulations."

Stern wind, open your mouth lightly.

Tao Xuan, was gasping for breath, listening to Yan Feng's voice, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Happy together."

Standing up straight, Taoxuan looked at Yan Feng beside him: "I will definitely do what I promise you."

"Now, let's fulfill my first promise."

Tao Xuan pointed to the sky with his fingers. In an instant, the nine-colored source fell from it with the surging nine-colored power.

These powers of heaven and earth did not fall on Tao Xuan, but on Yan Feng.

"These powers of heaven and earth are enough to help you condense your spiritual arms. As for my three requests that I promise you, as long as you ask, no matter what, I will help you."

Tao Xuan looked at Yan Feng with a sonorous and powerful voice.

Yan Feng felt the power of heaven and earth.

His hands were surrounded by the nine-colored power, and he could feel that his spirit body, the self-exploding arms, had begun to rebirth and condense.

You can feel that there is spiritual power flowing in your hands.

The long-lost feeling... again, it surged into my heart.

Yan Feng, with a change of thought, in his hands, the sword of heaven crying and shrouding appeared.

This time, I held the sword tightly.

From his hand, there was spiritual power sinking into the sword... the feeling of holding the sword was extremely familiar.

And at this moment...

Tao Xuan did not begin to accept the baptism of the power of heaven and earth himself, but pointed at the nine-colored source in the sky again, and a surging power emerged from this source.

Turned into thousands of threads, these powers of heaven and earth, where they go, are the countless peach trees,

At this moment, these peach trees have begun to return to their original appearance as monks.

And the fall of the power of heaven and earth allowed these extremely weak monks to recover...

After doing this, Tao Xuan stepped out and his figure appeared directly in the center of the nine-colored source.

Next, he will be baptized by the power of heaven and earth.

The body, soul, and spirit must undergo transformation.

Tao Xuan's breath began to grow at an extremely crazy speed.

Yan Feng, the spiritual arm was reshaped, and naturally felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He waved his sword and put away the sword of heaven and crying in the sky again.

Looking to the sky.

Looking at Tao Xuan in the center of the Nine Colors Source, Yan Feng's heart arose,

God Lord...what is God Lord?

Only monks who are baptized by the power of heaven and earth can become gods.

Step into the sky realm!

The sky, the sky, the meaning of the end!

It is also because of this that the cultivator's cultivation will increase a hundredfold!

It is much stronger than the Three Mysteries and Nine Paths!

And myself...

Yan Feng thought that when the disaster cloud condensed before, Tianwei ignored him directly.

Follow this logic...

If you reach the half-step of the God Lord, what should you do if you want to overcome the tribulation?!

Perhaps, it is not impossible for me to induce the divine disaster at all.

After all, according to this reasoning, that's what it means.

If the divine disaster cannot be triggered, it means that it cannot be baptized by the power of heaven and earth, and it means that it cannot be achieved by the divine master.

Cultivation will always stop at the half-step God Lord!

Yan Feng, who had not recovered from the joy of the spiritual arm's recovery, frowned again.

He didn't expect this just now, but at this moment... when he saw Tao Xuan accepting the baptism of the power of heaven and earth, he thought of this.

In the sky, Taoxuan's breath is rapidly increasing.

Yan Feng began to think about what if he really got to that point... what should he do?

How did your father... do it?!

Yan Feng thought of Baili Moyun. The nine-line power in Yan Feng's body came from the broken blade, and the broken blade was left by Baili Moyun.

In other words, Baili Moyun also had the power of nine steps in his body back then. I don’t know whether he had practiced the Nine Transformations of Karma Fire Yanfeng. After all, this was the technique given to him by Bai Qi, but he must have practiced the Three Thousand Waters and Swallowing Thunder, and even... there are more.

And according to the news Yan Feng got before...

When his father was still the Heavenly Lord, he was crushing the God Lord!

How did he do it...!
Chapter completed!
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