The best eye

Chapter 4451

One step forward to the cliff, one step back to open the sea and the sky, so in fact, the saint has already understood how to choose, she is just a little unwilling.

But her unwillingness will soon turn into another form, that is, hatred for Wang Feng.

For the saint, the culprit who caused all this today is Wang Feng, so as long as she can kill Wang Feng, then she will be willing even if she is not reconciled.

In today's world, the only person who can threaten her is Wang Feng, so she only wants Wang Feng to die.

It's just that when she is not absolutely sure, she doesn't want to do it, because she has no extra strength to borrow besides herself now.

Although there are a few members of the Saint Sect who have entered the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm from the early stages of the Immortal Martial Realm, these people have only reached the Supreme level, but their combat power is of no help to the Saintess at all. On the contrary, it is cumbersome.

So if she wanted to kill Wang Feng, she could only rely on herself.

Wang Feng is no longer the Wang Feng of the past. She didn't pay attention to the previous Wang Feng at all, and even thought that the opponent was a chess piece in her hand, but now the chess piece turned into a chess player who played against her. It's hard to accept.

But she is not an ordinary person after all, although this reality makes her feel very uncomfortable, but since Wang Feng has reached this point, then all she can do is to try to kill this person.

"Cultivate one more time, and the next time will be when you die."

Aware of her current changes, a trace of sarcasm suddenly appeared on the calm face of the saint. What she sarcastically said was that her current cultivation might be able to completely crush this Wang Feng.

After this cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, it will be very difficult for this person to improve his combat power a little bit. Often, many people rely on countless years of accumulation to become stronger than others.

But now the place where the saint is located seems to be on the hook. She doesn't believe that Wang Feng's promotion speed is as fast as her own.

"You killed my master and brother, and even ruined my plan. We will settle this account soon."

Speaking of which, the saint didn't speak again, but closed her eyes silently. She still has to wait a month before coming back to practice.

"Brother Jiang, it's time for me to refine the elixir for you."

Once again, three wisps of beige mist were extracted, Wang Feng first recovered from his injuries, and then he spoke.

You must know that he promised Jiang Yihuan that as long as he extracts what he needs, he will also provide what Jiang Yihuan needs, so he must fulfill his promise.

"No need." After hearing Wang Feng's words, Jiang Yihuan shook his head and said, "It is very difficult for me to improve my cultivation now. Instead of letting you waste time on me, you might as well extract more by yourself." The power that is beneficial to you, don't worry about me."

"This is what we agreed before. I will do what I say. Brother Jiang, you don't have to be polite to me."

"Now my cultivation has reached a peak stage, even if I take the elixir you gave me, my body can't absorb so much, it's a waste." At this time Jiang Yihuan shook his head and said.

"Even if you don't take it now, you can keep it."

"Forget it, the improvement of your cultivation doesn't happen overnight. I think your cultivation will be far more useful than mine, so you should continue to extract the power you need and leave me alone."

"You really don't want me to refine the pill?"

"My cultivation has reached the bottle strength stage, and taking pills has no effect, so you should go about your own business and don't worry about me."

"Since this is the case, then I will first extract the power I need."

Originally, Wang Feng wanted to help Jiang Yihuan get more pills containing the power of the Dao, but he himself said that he didn't need it, so Wang Feng didn't need to waste his energy.

The saintess is struggling to cultivate now, and Wang Feng is the same. He can indeed extract the gray-brown mist endlessly, but as the amount of gray-brown mist extracted increases, Wang Feng also discovered a problem, that is, this catastrophe The power is becoming more and more powerful, which is the same as when he extracted the colorful mist back then.

The greater the number, the more dangerous it is, but Wang Feng can't find any other better method besides using this method to enhance his own combat power.

Let him slowly absorb strength to increase his own strength like other monks, then Wang Feng does not know how many years it will take to increase his combat effectiveness, so now he can only take risks to improve himself.

At first, Wang Feng was able to extract three strands of beige mist with ease, and he didn't even need to recover from his injuries. But as the amount of beige mist he extracted increased, even if he only extracted two strands of beige mist, it would still make his body The body was severely wounded.

In the end, Wang Feng could only extract a gray-brown mist. Only in this way, the other party could keep his injuries from being too serious and still have the strength to fight.

"Why is your Heavenly Tribulation more and more powerful while the number is getting smaller and smaller?" At this moment, Jiang Yihuan made a doubtful voice, and he was a little puzzled.

In fact, not only he can't figure it out, even Wang Feng himself is like this. It is understandable that the power of this catastrophe will gradually increase, but the key is that the actual benefits Wang Feng gets are getting smaller and smaller, which is completely out of proportion.

But when he thought about what he was doing now, Wang Feng felt that it made sense for the Heavenly Tribulation to become stronger and stronger, because once the amount of gray-brown mist he extracted reached a terrifying level, even if Wang Feng overthrew the Heavenly Tribulation, it would probably be impossible. It is possible, so this Heavenly Tribulation will definitely restrict him. If there is no restriction, Wang Fengfeng may truly reach the point of invincibility.

"puff!"

When a gray-brown mist was completely extracted by Wang Feng, Wang Feng also paid a huge price for it. He spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth, and his whole body was pitch black. It was all caused by the tribulation thunder.

I saw that his body was covered with cracks like spider webs, which looked like they were about to split open. Although there was no bleeding, Wang Feng's internal injuries were not serious at the moment, so he might recover if he wanted to recover. It's not that easy anymore.

"It seems that the heavens don't want me to continue to have that kind of power anymore, and this catastrophe has become more and more powerful." At this time, Wang Feng made a sound, and his face was rather ugly.

Once he can't extract more taupe mist, it won't be so easy for him to improve his combat effectiveness.

"Heaven won't let you practice anymore. This shows how perverted you really are. Even the sky is afraid of you." Jiang Yihuan said at this time.

Hearing this, Wang Feng shook his head and didn't answer. What kind of fear is this? It's clear that the sky will not let him continue to become stronger, and wants to contain him.

(End of this chapter)