Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1172 The Holy Land
The mental power that had been vented out quickly returned to Lu Feng's body at this moment.

The big cocoon that wrapped him was rapidly merging into a liquid.

Mo Ling was startled immediately, and hastily let go of his hands, not having time to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, staring blankly at the sudden scene.

"It's enough to break the catastrophe of the demons, and it will really bring miracles."

The disappointed eyes of the ancient sage Shen Jian suddenly trembled, and the eyes burst out brightly, incomparably surprised.

He originally thought that they had entered the deepest level of the heart demon tribulation, and it would be useless if Ren Zhiqiang came, but he didn't expect that Lu Feng would be really vulnerable at this critical moment.

Dazzling light emerged from between Lu Feng's brows, and the intense light of spiritual power gushed out like a tidal wave. In the void, the Five Palaces Holy Mansion was displayed in front of the eyes of several people with a dazzling posture, releasing a stream of unique energy. The powerful ability of a spiritual saint.

"One, two, three, four, five, how could a spiritual saint have five holy mansions?"

The Ice Emperor counted the five holy mansions, amazed.

The kind of spiritual power that diffuses out is even comparable to the average spiritual power saint.

"The Immemorial Xuanshenzong's Nine Palaces and Divine Tower method is a new path created by one of the most powerful supreme suzerains of Xuanshenzong. No wonder it will lead to the calamity of double nine, and he has cultivated to the fourth palace before reaching the holy state."

God learns from the praises of the ancient sages.

He is a martial artist from the ancient times, so he naturally knows the powerful sect of Xuanshenzong.

And that suzerain, although not the strongest, but also infinitely close, this method of the nine palaces and divine towers is to allow warriors to have more holy mansions, but this is against the sky, so that it will be incomparable when they are going through the holy catastrophe of spiritual power. difficulty.

Actually, Lu Feng didn't know.

In the ancient times, most Xuanshenzong fighters would only condense the first palace, and would not directly condense the fourth palace like him.

But even so, there are very few people in the entire Xuanshen Sect who can survive the holy calamity of spiritual power, so that it is obvious that some people practice it later.

"That means, Lu Feng has successfully crossed the tribulation?" The Ice Emperor said happily.

The relationship between Lu Feng and Princess Sheng has already made him his own family.

"It was indeed a success, and now we are waiting for him to slowly integrate this power."

While the ancient sage Shenjian was speaking, dazzling rays of light burst out from every pore on Lu Feng's body, radiating thousands of miles away.

This is also the power of the Nine Palaces Divine Tower method, there are more holy palaces than others, that is to say, the spiritual power that can be possessed is also doubled.

The dreamlike crystal light beams shot up to the sky from the five great holy mansions, each of which was thick and thick, like five giant pillars standing upright.

Lu Feng's consciousness is also floating. After reaching the Holy Realm, both the distance of the radiation of the spiritual power and the perception have increased tremendously, which is not comparable to the spiritual power of Heavenly Tribulation.

Slowly, the consciousness touched the top of the ninth heaven.

There was an incomparably vast ocean of purple gold, and a huge purple gold core like the sun emitted an extremely hot light, as if seeing the scene of the Supreme Emperor ruling the sky with his hands on his back.

"It should be the core of this incomplete world."

Zijin Haiyang looks terrifying, but its strength is very gentle.

Lu Feng temporarily nourished this consciousness here.

"Have you seen the core of this world?" Shenjian Gushengxin said, it is really powerful, and he has this perception when he just entered the spiritual realm.

He didn't bother. After the past few days, the fluctuation of mental power finally dissipated slowly. Lu Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and those dark pupils were as bright as stars.

And although his eyes are still sharp, they are a little more profound, which is a kind of precipitation after experiencing major events and disasters.

The ancient sage Shen Jian looked at Lu Feng with a smile, and said, "You're awake, even this sage almost thought you couldn't get out of the demonic realm."

Lu Feng didn't answer immediately, but let his memory sort out the real things in the illusion and the outside world, then smiled and said: "The illusion in the Heart Demon Tribulation is very real, and I spent a long time in it. time, but what is illusory is illusory."

He has never been confused by the heart demon.

The ancient sage Shenjian was also shocked when he heard the words, he dared to believe that this kid took everything about the heart demon tribulation as experience.

"How long has it been since I crossed the tribulation?" Lu Feng asked.

"A whole year!"

Mo Ling's familiar voice reached Lu Feng's ears.

"It's only been one year, but I've actually lived day by day for a hundred years in that heart demon catastrophe. That's really an unforgettable memory."

Lu Feng whispered to himself, although the illusion is fake, but the illusion created by the holy robbery of spiritual power is not much different from the reality to him, and he is also using that time to comprehend the holy way of good fortune.

And in the illusion, Lu Feng's sanctification is also the holy way of good fortune, although there is certainly interference from inner demons, it is not as terrifying as the real holy catastrophe.

But it was a very valuable experience, which gave Lu Feng a preliminary understanding of the holy robbery of martial arts.

As long as there is an opportunity, he can really go to the holy tribulation of martial arts.

"Sister Mo Ling and I almost thought that Brother Lu Feng couldn't wake up."

And when Lu Feng was still in a daze, Xiao Guo suddenly said.

"Linger!"

Lu Feng keenly saw that Mo Ling's eyes were faintly stained with tears, his heart softened, and then he smiled, stretched out his arms and poured her tightly into his arms.

Being attacked suddenly by Lu Feng, Mo Ling panicked at first, and then hugged Lu Feng tightly, releasing the emotions in his heart.

For Mo Ling, it was only a year for Lu Feng to cross the tribulation.

But Lu Feng really lived in the illusion for a hundred years, and he let her go after hugging her for a long time.

"Thank you, Senior Shenjian, for your help."

After the reunion, Lu Feng looked gratefully at the ancient sage Shen Jian.

Without those three drops of divine soul blood, it would take a long time for him to break through the holy realm of spiritual power, and it would be impossible for him to really survive this terrifying holy calamity.

The ancient sage Shenjian smiled and said: "I have lived for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen someone survive the double nine calamity. Next, you will first consolidate in the ancient city for a period of time before leaving."

"Alright."

Lu Feng nodded, the holy mansion has just been completed, if there is the guidance of the ancient sage, it will be of great benefit to his future path of the holy way.

Then, within the next month, Lu Feng completely stabilized the next spiritual saint.

And according to his speculation, with the power of these five great holy mansions alone, they would have the power to contend with them even in the mid-level holy land.

This increase in strength satisfied Lu Feng.

At this moment, he was lying on a soft grass in the Supreme Ancient City, his vigorous spiritual power turned into countless light spots and scattered out, observing the lives of some aborigines with his perception.

From now on, all his energies will be put on the sanctification of martial arts.

The Martial Dao Holy Tribulation with three disasters and nine disasters is not weaker than the Spiritual Power Holy Tribulation.

"We will leave the Supreme Ancient City tomorrow."

Looking at Mo Ling walking beside him, Lu Feng smiled slightly, patted the side, and let Mo Ling rest on his strong arm.

Mo Ling happily sniffed the incomparably safe masculine aura on Lu Feng's body, tilted his head and asked, "Are we going back to the Dynasty?"

"No, I won't go back to the Dynasty this time. I will go back to Tianfu Prefecture first, and then I have more important things to do."

(End of this chapter)