Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2554 Colorful battle spirit! (2 more)
Warriors condense battle spirits, which are divided into five levels: bronze battle spirit, silver battle spirit, gold battle spirit, colorful battle spirit and immortal battle spirit.

Ling Feng is only a mere half-holy, and he hasn't even passed the level of the holy level. He has condensed a golden fighting spirit, which can be called against the sky.

If the seven-color battle spirit is condensed, it is really a freak among freaks, a pervert among perverts.

But fortunately, the next moment, the demon lord breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turned out to be just a trace of the seven-colored rudiments. It seems that this son's golden battle spirit has almost reached its peak, and it is about to touch the threshold of the seven-colored war spirit."

The demon lord snorted coldly, "Even so, it's naive, too naive to want to break through the colorful war spirits when crossing the tribulation!"

He guessed right, Ling Feng really wanted to use the pressure of King Shaling to break through the colorful war spirit in one fell swoop.

If it is successful, it will survive this calamity and achieve the holy position.

If you lose, you will die, and you will never recover.

So far, Ling Feng can only gamble.

"Come on, I, Ling Feng, will never lose to an ugly guy like you!"

From Ling Feng's mouth, there was an extremely high-pitched roar, and the next moment, within Ling Feng's body, there was a faint burst of dragon chant.

At this critical moment, Ling Feng directly sacrificed the ancient thunder dragon's will that he collected when he crossed the Nine Heavens Meteor Dragon Tribulation.

If he wants to break through the Seven Colors Battle Soul, Ling Feng's only and final reliance is the will of the Ancient Thunder Dragon.

Only by devouring and refining the Thunder Dragon's will, Ling Feng would have a chance to reach the level of the Seven-Colored Battle Spirit.

But Thunder Dragon's will, how unruly and unruly, can be refined easily.

Not to mention, even if he successfully refines Thunder Dragon's will, the probability that Ling Feng will be promoted to Seven-Colored Battle Spirit is at most only [-]%.

But at this moment of life and death, Ling Feng has no time to think about the consequences.

"Roar!--"

The dragon's chants erupted, and Thunder Dragon's will felt that someone wanted to devour and refine him, so he naturally resisted desperately.

And above the sky, the Spirit Killing King felt the will of the Mangu Thunder Dragon, and a hint of greed flashed in his empty and deep eyes.

For it, the will of the Mangu Thunder Dragon is naturally the ultimate delicacy.

Ling Feng vigorously wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, opened his mouth wide, and actually inhaled the phantom formed by Thunder Dragon's will completely into his body.

Zizizi!
In an instant, terrifying electric arcs flickered from Ling Feng's body. His body trembled unceasingly. How could the unrestrained thunder dragon's will be willing to be refined by a mortal and keep desperately resisting. Ling Feng's body almost Under the power of that violent thunder, it will completely collapse.

"The will of the dragon in the Great Desolation Region cannot destroy me! Under the ancestor dragon, there are all ants. You are just an ancient thunder dragon, why don't you submit to me quickly!"

Ling Feng's eyes were shattered, and the expression on his face was distorted to the extreme.

In his spiritual space, in the form of a soul, he slashed himself with a sword, and unleashed the sword of "destroying heaven and earth", almost destroying the entire sea of ​​consciousness.

And this great willpower that is not afraid of death actually suppressed the will of Mangu Thunder Dragon.

Accompanied by a desperate roar, the will of the Mangu Thunder Dragon finally surrendered, and Ling Feng actually created a glimmer of life out of the impossible.

The thunder dragon's will surrendered, even if it was only a wisp of will for the Shenlong from ancient times, it would naturally have incomparably huge benefits for a mortal like Ling Feng.

In just a split second, the colorful rays of light around Ling Feng became a bit more condensed.

His colorful fighting spirit is about to condense into shape!

"What, how is it possible!!!"

The demon lord was dumbfounded again. In less than ten breaths, Ling Feng actually tamed the will of the ancient brontosaurus!

That is one of the most powerful ancient dragons under the top ten ancestor dragons!
What's even more exaggerated is that the speed at which Ling Feng's seven-colored battle spirits condense is completely unimaginable.

"You trash kills the Spirit King, why don't you kill him quickly!"

The demon lord roared hysterically, wishing he could become the king of killing spirits and kill Ling Feng with a single blow.

The Spirit Killing King seemed to be waiting for Ling Feng's colorful battle spirit to take shape. For it, the more advanced the spirit, the more delicious it would be.

"Killing King, I kept you waiting!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, the colorful brilliance behind him had been condensed to the extreme.

At this critical moment, he actually accomplished the impossible feat, successfully condensing the seven-colored fighting spirit.

This is probably the first guy in the thousand years, or even ten thousand years of the world of martial arts, who has condensed a colorful fighting spirit before even passing the holy level.

"kill!"

As if responding to Ling Feng's provocation, the Killing King's eyes glinted fiercely, and he held the giant stone stick, and slammed it at Ling Feng viciously.

"Hmph, let me use the way of the other, and give it back to him!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, and with a thought, a burst of colorful storms swept away centered on him.

"Soul Storm! My God, it's Soul Storm!"

Shentu Xuance's eyes widened. Isn't this the trick used by Shenhun Dajie to deal with Ling Feng just now?

But at this moment, Ling Feng has mastered the method of mobilizing the soul storm without a teacher?
What kind of monster is this guy!
Divine Soul Storm is naturally a divine attack method, and it is even a soul skill that is no less than a gold level, Pupu!

How could the Killing King dodge the attack of destroying the soul storm, and was hit directly, the soul's aura quickly dissipated from his body, and the aura actually weakened a bit.

"It really works!"

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, he suffered from not having any high-level soul skills, so he thought of using the method of soul-killing to deal with this killing spirit king.

Unexpectedly, it really worked.

Now that the Soul Storm is effective, Ling Feng will naturally gain momentum, crazily mobilize the Soul Storm, and keep attacking the Killing King.

The King of Killing Spirits was forced to back again and again, suddenly, he let out a low shout, a mass of divine soul power spread out from his body, forming a circle of divine soul halo, and the storm of destroying spiritual soul bombarded the divine soul halo, which was immediately offset, and the lost The breath of soul is only half of what it was before, and the effect is greatly weakened.

"kill!"

Protected by the halo of spirit and soul, the King of Killing Spirit held a broken stone stick, raised it high, and chopped it down with one stick.

"This is the secret method of soul attack!"

Ling Feng's eyes were fixed, and in the induction of the soul force, countless soul stick shadows struck towards him. Each stick shadow had a strong vibration, a bit like the shock of power taught by a sledgehammer, but it was in the form of The power of the soul attacks.

This should be a kind of soul shock!
"Never be hit!"

Even though Ling Feng had already been promoted to the Seven-Colored Battle Soul, he had a premonition that if his Seven-Colored Battle Soul was hit by this blow, he might not be able to escape the fate of being shattered.

"Spirit Storm!"

Ling Feng directly summoned dozens of spirit storms, which revolved around his body to protect himself.

Under Ling Feng's control, Soul Storm became able to attack and defend.

The soul storms were crushed by the Spirit Killing King's soul shock, but similarly, the Spirit Killing King's offensive was also greatly weakened.

The remaining power was also defended by the soul barrier formed by Ling Feng's seven-colored battle soul.

(End of this chapter)