Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1886 Soul skill! (2 more)
"what?"

Ling Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then nodded again. Although Emperor Tianbai and himself are not named as masters and apprentices, whether it is forging Qi Hunyuan Lock, "Soul Separation Art", Jingmujie, Yishen Bow, etc. ...

What Emperor Tianbai Dharma gave him was undoubtedly the most among the many elders he met.

"Ah."

Ling Feng nodded, "My skills are mostly taught by my seniors."

"Haha, in that case, in fact, the reason why you are so good is probably because I taught you well!"

Only then did a smile appear on the face of Emperor Tianbai, and the corners of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly. It seemed that the ecstatic character of the cheap donkey was more or less influenced by this guy!
However, whatever Tianbai Di Faxiang thinks, as long as he is happy!
After laughing for a while, Emperor Tianbai narrowed his eyes and stared at Ling Feng and said, "You came this time because you want me to plant a new Hunyuan lock for you."

"Yes."

Ling Feng nodded, "I'm going to the Western Sword Region this time, so I won't be returning to the Tianbai Empire in a short time, so I'll plant the Hunyuan lock first."

"West Sword Region?"

Emperor Tianbai curled his lips, shook his head, and persuaded: "Is it possible that you are a little too hasty? Although you are indeed a monster, there are still many geniuses at the emperor level in the East Lingyu. My suggestion is to After you become the number one genius in the Eastern Spiritual Domain, go to other domains. After all, other domains are still much stronger than the Eastern Spiritual Domain, so if you go out now, you will probably be very frustrated!"

"Is it the first genius in the East Lingyu?"

Ling Feng shrugged, "Speaking of which, I am already..."

"Huh?" Emperor Tianbai was taken aback for a moment, then stared at Ling Feng again, "What did you say?"

Ling Feng coughed dryly, and said with a sneer: "Senior, didn't I tell you before that I want to participate in the Sunset Selection, and by chance, I won the championship..."

"Crown...champion!"

Shocked eyes flickered in Emperor Tianbai's eyes, he stared at Ling Feng for a long while, and then asked again: "How many sections of the Gate of the Setting Sun have you opened?"

"Tenth Duan, what's the matter?" Ling Feng blurted out.

"Ten paragraphs... not bad..."

Tianbai Emperor Faxiang seemed to be relieved, but he didn't know that when Ling Feng participated in the sunset selection, he was no longer at the same level as he is now.

"Being able to open the tenth stage, you can get along well in the Western Sword Region, and the Northern Cold Region is also okay."

Tianbai Emperor Faxiang patted Ling Feng on the shoulder, and said slowly: "I really don't know how you cultivated, you became an emperor in three years, you were almost twenty back then, and you were just at the peak of Qi Condensation, I still treat you Talent is limited!"

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, but he didn't explain. In fact, he had just set foot in martial arts at that time.

"Okay, let me plant No.12 and thirteen Hunyuan locks for you now!"

As Tianbai Di Faxiang said, two clusters of golden lights flickered in his hands.

As soon as Ling Feng saw the Hunyuan Lock, his whole body froze involuntarily.

Although I have experienced it many times, this kind of pain is not something you can get used to casually.

And it feels different every time.

But it has to be said that after enduring this kind of pain, Ling Feng's spiritual power seemed to have been tempered a bit.

Two hours later, Ling Feng was completely drenched as if he had been scooped up from the sea.

When he woke up, he found that Tianbai Emperor Faxiang was sitting in front of him, looking at him as if he had seen a ghost.

Ling Feng touched his cheek and said at a loss, "Senior, what's the matter? Is there any problem?"

"You little guy, you even have a silver battle spirit?"

There was obviously a little bit of resentment in the eyes of Emperor Tianbai's Faxiang!
In the resentment, there is also some envy and hatred.

He is a monk who majors in soul dao, and on the day of his death, he only possesses the black iron battle spirit.

As for Ling Feng, at a young age, when he first stepped into the Emperor Realm, he had a silver battle spirit.

How can the gap between people be so big!
"Silver Battle Spirit?"

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment. When the Soul Dao Emperor's Gate was opened, some kind of mutation did occur in his soul origin. At the beginning, he also vaguely heard that woman Yu Junyao muttering about the battle. soul or something.

It's just that he didn't ask this woman explicitly, after all, this woman's eyes are above the top, if he asks her a few more questions, he will inevitably be scolded as a bumpkin again.

"It seems that you also made a mistake, and you don't even know that you have condensed the silver battle spirit!"

Emperor Tianbai sighed again and again, "That is something that all soul cultivators desire! After a warrior reaches the holy level, the origin of the soul will automatically be promoted to the black iron war spirit, and only soul cultivators can follow their own soul. The tempering of the black iron battle spirit will be promoted to the silver battle spirit."

"And after the silver fighting spirit, there are gold fighting spirits, colorful fighting spirits, and the legendary immortal fighting spirits! You boy, you are not even a holy level, so you need silver fighting spirits. Those who find out, may be envious of what it looks like!"

"I see."

Ling Feng nodded. Unexpectedly, in order to attack the Emperor's Gate by mistake, he forcibly used the power of Yuan Yangzi to temper his soul, and unintentionally condensed his battle soul.

"However, you have to remember that your silver fighting spirit should not be shown too much, especially in front of those who also major in the soul way, it should be extremely low-key, low-key and low-key, because there are some soul-refining monks, In order to pursue strength, practice some evil forbidden techniques, and you can plunder other people's battle souls!"

"You have a silver battle spirit at a young age, and I'm afraid you will be taken as prey." Emperor Tianbai's face showed a dignified expression, "So, before you have enough strength, don't expose your battle spirit too much."

"I understand, thank you for reminding me, senior." Ling Feng nodded, and asked again: "At present, I can only feel the existence of the battle spirit, but I don't know how to use it. The power of the divine consciousness, the telepathy has become stronger, but it doesn't seem to have any other uses!"

"That's natural. Although the battle spirit is good, it must be matched with when's spirit ability to exert its power!"

Emperor Tianbai's Dharma Prime snorted softly, "Do you know that back then, if I had possessed the Silver Battle Spirit and mastered the Silver Soul Technique, even with the Great Emperor's cultivation, I would have been able to kill Saint-level powerhouses!"

"Baiyin soul skill, can it blast and kill a saint-level emperor powerhouse?"

Ling Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath, this is much stronger than any secret or forbidden technique!

"That's natural!"

Tianbai Emperor Dharma Xiang snorted, "But don't think too much, after all, if you are not at the holy level, it is almost impossible to have a silver battle spirit. You are simply an outlier!"

As he said that, he still stared at Ling Feng with the eyes of sizing up monsters, and muttered: "Mastering the silver battle spirit at the early stage of Destiny Realm, it's really fucking evil!"

(End of this chapter)