Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 901 Black Stone Mutation
Starting from the six changes, every subsequent change is a huge improvement in strength.

The eight-changing celestial phenomenon, which has a great connection with the future rules of the holy way.

There are also many kinds of celestial phenomena, such as Liu Jingtian's Wanjun celestial phenomenon, which is an extremely powerful auxiliary celestial phenomenon, possessing extremely terrifying suppressing power.

At this moment, Lu Feng waved his hand, and the three suns in the phenomenon turned into liquid, slowly condensing into the phantom of a long sword, lingering around his fingertips, and instantly turning into a light and shadow rushing away.

His mind moved again, and the power of the phenomenon of the day burst into an incomparably fanatical light, as if it could melt everything.

"No matter how the celestial phenomena will change, all I need to gather the celestial phenomena is Zhigang Zhiyang, which has the most domineering power."

Lu Feng pondered in his heart, the power of the elephant slowly turned into a thick liquid, and then burst out with extremely terrifying power.

Waving his hands, the majestic power of the celestial phenomenon rushed out, and under his control, it condensed into a light cluster, which contained the power of heresy and violence.

There is no time to practice, and there are only a few days left in January.

During this period of time, Lu Feng has been exploring his own celestial power, and he is very close to this change.

He has been immersed in an unconscious situation, and his understanding of the eight changes has become more and more profound.

"This ancestral spirit is truly miraculous. Just this month's practice is worth the strength I can only have in a few years."

Lu Feng secretly sighed contentedly, this kind of cultivation can make him feel happy.

However, at this moment, the black stone worn on the chest suddenly changed dramatically. The black light shone like a branding iron, branding a mark under Lu Feng's skin.

The traces of light flowed, as if they were a kind of words, and they sank into the skin in an instant.

"This"

This change made Lu Feng not come back to his senses.

What surprised him even more was that Heishi was devouring his ancestral energy crazily, as if he wanted to clearly display the words.

The stone platform vibrated, and the ancestral energy below it decreased at an astonishing speed.

"What's going on, I can't absorb the ancestral energy!"

"Look, the ancestral energy in the pool is rapidly depleting."

The violent movement woke up the other practitioners beside the pool, and they all came out to check.

"It's that kid, damn it!"

Anger spewed out from Zhao Ming's eyes. Seeing all the ancestral qi surge towards Lu Feng, he gritted his teeth and said, "What is that kid doing, he absorbed all the ancestral qi!"

Lu Feng, who was inside the stone platform, was also very shocked. He lost control of the mysterious black stone and could only let it devour him like this.

It lasted for several hours, and all the ancestral qi in the pool had been refined.

Blackstone also fell silent.

On the originally smooth and flawless stone surface, there are strange runes like tadpoles shining with golden light.

"what is this?"

Lu Feng was very puzzled. He studied it carefully and saw that the rune was like writing, but he had never seen it before.

"Maybe you can try that."

Lu Feng's heart moved, he took out the holy liquid and let it devour.

The black stone did not refuse anyone who came, and the holy liquid did not feed back the holy energy after being swallowed, but a ray of extremely pure black light swept into Lu Feng's body.

"This is a power stronger than ancestral energy!"

Lu Feng was shocked, and joy welled up in his eyes.

Although this ray of power is small, it is extremely pure, as if it has improved his life level.

"But this ray of black light directly consumed ten thousand drops of holy liquid."

Lu Feng then smiled wryly, this is a big stomach king, and it needs countless holy liquids to support it.

But this kind of power made Lu Feng covetously.

"There is no ancestral spirit, this thing really makes people love and hate."

Lu Feng stretched his waist, his ancestral energy was accidentally refined by the black stone, and he didn't have any intention of staying here, so he just walked out.

Outside the stone platform, the figures stared at Lu Feng closely.

There was anger in some people's eyes.

Being stared at like this, Lu Feng also smiled awkwardly. He did not expect the sudden change of Black Stone. He did not expect that many strong men would not be able to absorb their ancestral energy in the last few days.

"Sorry, I will use holy liquid to compensate for your loss."

Lu Feng apologized.

"It's Brother Lu's good luck to have this opportunity, so let's forget about the holy liquid." Jian Gucheng said indifferently.

Bai Man immediately said: "There are still a few days left. There is still free ancestral energy in the air. Although the effect is much worse, it can still be cultivated with difficulty."

During this period of retreat, Baiman actually broke through to the eight-changing celestial phenomenon, making that charming face even more beautiful.

"Asshole, do you know that you have ruined my good deed!"

Zhao Ming shouted.

Regarding his scolding, Lu Feng also knew that he was wronged first, and said with a smile: "This is a Yangquan gold marrow, and it is also a rare thing. It is worth a lot of holy liquid, so it can be regarded as my apology to Gufengzong."

He flipped his hands, and the Yangquan Gold Marrow appeared in his hands.

And this one was accidentally obtained from Zhao Xuan that day.

"Yangquan Gold Marrow!" Zhao Ming's gaze was full of greed. As a member of the Ancient Style Sect, he naturally knew how precious this thing was.

He thought for a while and said: "If you can take out ten, then today's matter will be forgotten."

"Zhao Ming, you have gone too far. A piece of Yangquan gold marrow is enough to compensate you for the past few days." Jian Gucheng frowned and said.

"Heh, do you know how precious ancestral qi is?"

Zhao Ming sneered.

Hearing this, Lu Feng's eyes became sharp.

The ancestral cave can be entered once every 20 years, but the Yangquan golden marrow is hard to find, so he said in a low voice: "I have a Yangquan golden marrow here, if you are willing to accept it, then take it, if you don't, then give it up. "

"At least five must come out."

Zhao Ming did not back down, but gave a cold drink.

Lu Feng was also faintly surging with anger, and his posture was already very low.

You must know that a Yangquan golden marrow is worth at least [-] drops of holy liquid, which is enough to compensate Zhao Ming for his ancestral energy cultivation in the past few days.

"The things are here, you can come and get them if you have the ability."

Lu Feng sneered, and put away the Yangquan gold marrow in his hand.

"You're challenging my strength. I'm not comparable to that trash like Yan Luo. If you play tricks, you'll find the wrong person."

Zhao Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.

He once ranked ninth on the Yuehua Ranking. Although he was unable to enter the ranking due to his age, his strength has greatly improved over the years.

"Myriad Dragon God's Palm!"

Zhao Ming knew that Lu Feng was not weak, so he displayed his strongest strength from the very beginning.

Wanlong roared, his dharma form was a dragon shadow, and with the cooperation of the power of celestial phenomena, a violent force containing countless dragon shadows roared away.

"Senior Brother Zhao Ming actually used the Ten Thousand Dragon Palm from the very beginning, this kid probably couldn't bear it."

"That's right, senior brother Zhao Ming was ranked ninth on the Yuehua Ranking more than ten years ago, and now that he has undergone such a long period of hard training, even the Nine Transformations have the power to fight."

Hearing these voices of discussion, Lu Feng raised his palm, and a circle of red waves rolled up, and three yangs quickly emerged, and then turned into a long sword with three colors of platinum and purple, crushing it with a heretical and tyrannical posture. go.

Ripples of the sword appeared on the long sword, and immediately wiped out those dragon shadows.

Then there was a crisp sound, and the Palm of Ten Thousand Dragons shattered like white paper.

The long sword exploded, and an indescribable violent force swept across like a hurricane. Zhao Ming immediately flew out like a brain with broken wings.

(End of this chapter)