Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 599 Refining
The moment the words fell, Lu Feng grasped the palm of his hand, wrapped his body with true essence, and slowly sank into the river.

Strong spiritual power may be a fatal threat to others, but it is not so terrible to Lu Feng. After all, his spiritual power has reached level 54.

Even if there are unpredictable dangers at the bottom of the river, he still has enough confidence to get out and leave.

The river water was cold, even with the body shield of true essence, he could still feel the piercing chill, his vision was pitch black, and only the dragon relic could bring some light.

But Lu Feng didn't dare to be careless at this time, because he felt that as he got closer to Long Sheli, waves of violent soul screams penetrated into the body along the pores, and then quickly spread to the head.

The crystal-like divine towers of the two palaces in my mind bloomed with power to resist the pervasive spiritual power.

At this time, he also understood that this kind of spiritual power caused those warriors who dived into the bottom of the river to fall into a temporary confusion, and then they were stabbed to death by the violent dragon fish.

Around him, countless dragon fish stared at him with scarlet eyes, and rushed over immediately.

Faced with this overwhelming attack, Lu Feng swung the Dragon Chanting Sword calmly, and a stream of dark river water with the sword light shining, immediately mixed with the dragon fish's blood and turned into countless dragon fish corpses that were split in half.

Just when he was distracted from dealing with the dragon fish, the mental storm became more violent, and he also felt a sharp pain sweeping over him.

Fortunately, as Lu Feng went deeper, those arowanas became rarer.

His eyes suddenly lit up, the dragon relic was still a hundred meters away from him, and he could vaguely see the lines of years on it.

When he was about to approach, Long Sheli erupted with a huge wave, like a storm like a dragon's shadow rushing madly.

Lu Feng didn't dare to be careless about this kind of attack. He waved his palm, and his mental power turned into a huge palm and slammed it out.

The two forces were fiercely intertwined, and the screams of the souls continued to erupt, so ear-piercing that even the warriors on the river bank felt uncomfortable.

"Brother Lu at the bottom of the river fought against that group of mental power." Gan Song said solemnly.

Gan Bai's heart sank, and he said: "Boss, do you think he can get the dragon relic?"

"Hard to say."

Qian Song was not sure, but at the same time they were thinking this way, Lu Feng and Long Sheli had reached a point of intense heat.

Resisting this pressure, Lu Feng shuttled over little by little.

He is bound to get this piece of dragon relic. Having refined it once, he is very clear about the value of a piece of dragon relic. The pure power inside can help him break through the most difficult bottleneck.

As it got closer, the roar became more and more ferocious.

However, Lu Feng's mental power is too strong, and between the overlapping of his hands, there are countless ways of physical power rushing to open a path.

Long Sheli was lying on the bottom of the river steadily, with light spots constantly floating out, and each light and shadow intertwined unexpectedly formed a miniature black dragon.

Even though many years have passed, he still carries a sense of majesty.

The two transparent claws of the miniature dragon overlapped, doing instinctive resistance.

"The power contained in this dragon relic is much stronger than the previous ones."

Lu Feng's eyes instantly became hot, and he licked his lips.

However, he was not tempted to break his mind. After all, although the previous soul power was turbulent, it is impossible for a strong man like Qiansong to come here. The last few tens of meters are the most dangerous.

Lu Feng tried to blast out a crystal palm print, and immediately the small black dragon spit out a mouthful of transparent dragon breath, which instantly melted his power.

Lu Feng's expression gradually became dignified, and his mental power condensed into a small tower in front of him, slowly pushing forward.

The miniature dragon kept spitting out its breath, but Lu Feng was not a vegetarian, and the continuous replenishment of mental power formed a balance between the two.

Gradually, it was only ten meters away from Long Sheli.

This miniature dragon has an instinct to resist living beings, and the majestic spiritual power is continuously shot out, and the small tower of mental power is about to collapse in the blink of an eye.

Lu Feng's complexion changed drastically, and his eyes turned hard immediately, as mental power surged out like a flood.

However, the miniature dragon has the advantage in this confrontation with the dragon relic to supplement its strength.

Lu Feng's mental power was consumed rapidly, and half of his mental power was consumed in the blink of an eye.

He wouldn't worry if it was purely depleting his true energy, but his spiritual power couldn't be replenished in a short time.

At this moment, Lu Feng's expression was anxious, and he felt very unwilling to face such an opportunity that was close at hand but not get it.

"If that's the case, let's refine it!"

Lu Feng gave a low snort, and there seemed to be a touch of blood red flashing in his eyes.

A pitch-black vortex emerged from the black stone in his chest, and a terrifying power swept away instantly, refining the spiritual power that had already been transformed into substance.

Although the black stone devoured and refined the spiritual power of the miniature dragon, the hidden willpower could not be dissolved.

The violent resentment hit Lu Feng's mind crazily, his head seemed to explode, his eyes couldn't bear the pressure first, and two lines of blood flowed out.

The irresistible pain made Lu Feng almost faint. Faced with this situation, he could only bite the tip of his tongue and maintain the last trace of clarity.

This resentment is naturally the roar of the holy black dragon unwilling to fall, and the dragon relic is the skull closest to the holy soul. It has been preserved for special reasons, but at the same time it also retains the holy soul of the holy black dragon Power.

Even if it's just a small part of it, it's still unbearable for Lu Feng.

Lu Feng also figured out the mystery of the black stone, which can devour and refine tangible things, but it seems much weaker to the power of nothingness.

Time passed by in such a slow manner, and the river bank was already boiling.

Gan Song saw that Lu Feng was gradually approaching Long Sheli, and the commotional crowd beside him wanted to go down to see if they could fish in troubled waters.

However, under the awe of Qiansong, the number one powerhouse in the heaven list, his expression changed, and he did not take any action in the end.

After all, they saw that the dragon relic hadn't been taken yet.

At this moment, Lu Feng was only one meter away from Long Sheli. Although the violent resentment made him suffer a lot, he was not surprised but happy.

Because this kind of extreme pain largely made Lu Feng's mental power solidify a lot.

"Looks like it's over."

Lu Feng's eyes burst out with brilliance, with a fiery will.

Although the miniature dragon is transformed by the power of the black dragon's holy soul, this power is probably less than one-thousandth of its peak period, and it has gone through thousands of years.

This confrontation with Lu Feng consumed most of his strength. Even with Long Sheli's supplementary strength, it is gradually weakening now.

Sure enough, at the last meter approaching, no matter how much the miniature dragon resisted, it couldn't stop Lu Feng's footsteps.

The distance of one meter can be reached in the blink of an eye.

Lu Feng looked at the miniature dragon, and stretched out his big hands like iron tongs to hold it tightly in his palm.

"Refining!"

(End of this chapter)