Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

Chapter 662 Challenge
【Ding!Congratulations, you have realized the S-level artistic conception of the long river of time in the long river of artistic conception! 】

"The artistic conception of time and river? This, is this an artistic conception involving time?" Xu Feng's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The next moment, Xu Feng's eyes blurred, the surrounding environment changed, and he returned to the cave again.

Even after leaving Yijing Changhe, Xu Feng still sat cross-legged in the cave in a daze.

"It involves the artistic conception of time, this, how is this possible..." Xu Feng muttered to himself, his voice was very low, and after an unknown amount of time, there was a burst of pleasant, even crazy laughter in Xu Feng's cave. .

"Hahahahaha, it involves the artistic conception of time!"

time, space!
These two moods are absolutely dominant among all moods, and it is almost impossible to have moods that can be compared with these two moods!
As for the comparison between these two artistic concepts, the artistic conception of time is slightly better than space because it is difficult to comprehend, but when it comes to a real competition, it still depends on the level of cultivation and perception of the caster.

But compared with other moods, these two moods are completely crushing!
There are many artistic conceptions related to time, and time is only one of them. However, as long as it involves the artistic conception of time, there is no grade lower than S-level. Correspondingly, the difficulty of comprehension is also the highest!
It can be said that Xu Feng really got shit luck this time. It was just a chance to comprehend the artistic conception of the long river of time in the long river of artistic conception!
【Secret Realm Apostle: Xu Feng】

[Talk Power Level: Eleven Calamity Power]

[Absolute Zero Mood: 100%]

[The artistic conception of the long river of time: 1%]

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"It is thanks to Jieli that I can feel the artistic conception of the long river of time, otherwise, it would be impossible to attract such a high-quality artistic conception!" Xu Feng thought to himself, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

However, 1% of the artistic conception of the long river of time is at most just an introduction, and the perception cannot reach 10%. It can't even be displayed in battle, and there is no way to defend against the enemy. Xu Feng still needs to increase the perception of the artistic conception of the long river of time as soon as possible. Just come up.

Thinking of this, Xu Feng took out another Enlightenment Pill, swallowed it, and began to comprehend the artistic conception of the long river with all his strength!
There are three Enlightenment Pills in total, and one is used up to improve the extreme zero-degree artistic conception to reach the Dzogchen realm, and there are two left. Xu Feng plans to use all of them to comprehend the artistic conception of the long river of time.

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Time passed day by day, and it was another three months in the blink of an eye. Xu Feng's mood of the long river of time was also slowly improving. The speed of improvement was not the same as that of the absolute zero mood, but the absolute zero mood was only A-level quality at that time. After the inexplicable fusion of robbery power, the quality potential was raised to S-level. The difficulty of comprehension, naturally, cannot be compared with the S-level artistic conception of time, not to mention, the artistic conception involving time is originally the most difficult to comprehend among all artistic concepts. of.

1%, 2%, 3%, ...

Even with the help of Dao Enlightenment Pill, the speed of comprehension is very slow. In three months, it can barely reach 10%, and it can barely be used in battle.

The effect of the two Dao Enlightenment Pills has finally ended. It can last for such a long time. It has proved that the effect of the Enlightenment Pill is much better than that of the Enlightenment Stone. It is a pity that this kind of treasure is hard to come by. Even in Wanfazong, there is no encounter. I have been there, only the Enlightenment Stone.

Without the blessing of Dao Enlightenment Pill, Xu Feng became slower than a snail in comprehending the artistic conception of the long river of time. After three days of comprehending, he didn't even make 1% progress, which made Xu Feng a little upset.

"Only relying on one's own understanding, one doesn't know when and what month one will be able to reach the state of Dzogchen, so it's better to exchange a few Enlightenment Stones and try to understand!" Xu Feng thought to himself.

Although the effect of the Enlightenment Stone is lower than that of the Enlightenment Pill, it is better than nothing, and in Wanfazong, the Enlightenment Stone can be exchanged with contribution points, which is very convenient, but the quantity is limited!

Outer sect disciples are not eligible to exchange for Enlightenment Stones, inner sect disciples are eligible to exchange for three stones per month, and disciples of each lineage can exchange for five stones per month!
Although there are restrictions, there are still loopholes to follow. Xu Feng believes that there will be many brothers in his lineage who are willing to help him.

"Huh? Why do so many people leave messages for me?" After Xu Feng finished his retreat and walked out of the secret room of the cave mansion, he found that many people left messages for him through the formation.

Xu Feng's heart skipped a beat. Although he is the Sage Son of Sharpening the Sword, all the affairs of the lineage are left to the senior brother. Except for the senior brother, he rarely communicates with other disciples, and there are only a few people who come and go...

"Could it be that something major has happened to Wanfazong?"

Xu Feng got up immediately, opened the defensive formation, and left the cave!
As soon as he walked out of the cave, he saw a familiar figure walking towards this side in a hurry.

"Eldest brother!" Xu Feng hastily stepped forward to meet him.

"Junior brother, you have finally left the gate!" Seeing Xu Feng, Guo Ji immediately relaxed, grabbed Xu Feng's sleeve and said, "Junior brother, you must not leave the sect for a while! "

"What do you mean?" Xu Feng raised his eyebrows. According to the rules of Wanfa Sect, disciples must reach the realm of high-level monks before they are eligible to walk down the mountain. Xu Feng is now a seventh-level monk and can leave the mountain gate freely. He only needs to report That's it.

It has been more than two years since he returned to the real world. Now that he can go back, Xu Feng plans to exchange some Enlightenment Stones, then leave the sect, and go home to have a look. Anyway, the perception is the same anywhere, as long as there is enlightenment Stone is fine.

"A large number of monster tribes gathered outside the mountain gate. Several demon kings from the Manyao Mountain Range led a hundred thousand monster soldiers to stand in front of the mountain gate and want to challenge you!"

"If you don't leave for a day, those demon soldiers will never retreat!"

"The most exasperating thing is that those demon kings have turned to the Holy Blood Cult and have the identity of the Holy Blood Cult's guest ministers. Our elders and hall masters can't make a move. They can only be fought by disciples. There have been many people fighting them these days. The inner disciples and the true disciples were defeated by the big demon. I heard that there is already a sect disciple who is ready to attack! But if the sect disciple makes a move, he must be facing those demon kings. "

Xu Feng frowned slightly. Why did the demon kings of the Manyao Mountain come here to trouble him at this time?
"The life level of the monster race is much higher than that of the human race. It is not easy to beat them at the same level!" Xu Feng frowned.

"Since they are looking for me, let me meet them!" After Xu Feng finished speaking, he walked towards the mountain gate.

"Little brother, don't be impulsive. Those demon kings are all masters who have comprehended the artistic conception. I heard that the leader, a green lion demon king, comprehends the artistic conception of killing, and the artistic conception is about to reach the state of Dzogchen! " Guo Ji said hastily.

"Eldest brother, I have also comprehended the artistic conception, and I am also a high-level now!" Xu Feng suddenly laughed.

"Advanced?" Eldest brother Guo Ji's expression froze suddenly, and he muttered to himself, "Why so fast, isn't junior an apostle? How did he advance to the secret realm without clearing the customs?"

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In front of the Wanfazong mountain gate, a large group of disciples surrounded it.

On the opposite side are six burly demon kings. Behind each demon king, more than 1 demon clans are waving their flags and shouting. monsters.

In the past few days, if there are disciples of Wanfazong who stand up, it is often these high-level monsters who make the move. Several demon kings are recharging their energy and waiting for Xu Feng to come out.

"It's disgusting, to be blocked by a group of beasts at the door!" A Wanfa Sect disciple's eyes were full of anger, and he stared at the human voice standing next to several demon kings.

"Come with me, the Holy Blood Cult, they don't care about human affairs, and led a group of beasts to provoke them!"

"Damn it, what about the holy sons of various clans? It's been almost a month, why haven't I seen anyone? Don't they know that these beasts are blocking the door?"

"Hmph, even if the Holy Sons make a move, they may not necessarily be the opponents of those demon kings. I heard that each of the six demon kings has comprehended the artistic conception!"

"Hehe, the Holy Son of the Holy Blood Sect really doesn't know what to say. He led a group of high-level demon kings to challenge Xu Feng. You know, Xu Feng is a middle-level monk. How could they have the face to challenge him?"

Many disciples were faintly unhappy, and they looked at Xiao Yuesheng with contempt and disdain in their eyes.

It is not difficult for Wanfazong to have monks who can defeat these demon kings, and it is not difficult to kill all these demon kings and the hundred thousand demon soldiers behind them. To follow the default rules of the nine Xuantian-level sects, now that I think about it, it's as if the Holy Blood Cult gave Wan Fazong a mouthful of shit, and Wan Fazong had to swallow it with anger.

Fortunately, these days, the big monsters who fought with the disciples of Wanfazong were also merciful, and no one was killed. Otherwise, Wanfazong would not be able to endure it for so long!

"Water-born eggs, people with fur and horns, what face do you have to block my Wanfazong's mountain gate? Don't you fear that my Wanfazong will kill all your wild monsters!"

Suddenly, a voice with a cold tone and murderous intent rang out from the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, a figure wearing the costume of the Son of God came to the demons.

"Shu~"

Several demon kings who closed their eyes and meditated, opened their eyes at the same time, and looked towards this person.

"Who is he?" The Blue Lion Demon King glanced at the Yellow Tiger Demon King next to him, and asked softly.

The Yellow Tiger Demon King squinted his eyes, looked at the person in front of him for a few moments, and said in a low voice, "Looking at the clothes, it should be a holy son of a certain sect of Wanfazong..."

Before the words were finished, Xiao Yuesheng, the holy son of the Holy Blood Sect, laughed and said: "This is the holy son of the Wanfa Sect who moved the mountain, named Song Tianhao, the peak strength of the eighth level, and Ziqi Dong with an A-level perception of artistic conception." Come to the artistic conception, the perception can reach about 50%!"

Among the more than 3000 sects of Wanfazong, the Qianshan lineage ranks at the bottom, and the sage son of the lineage is even more inconspicuous in Wanfazong, but Xiaoyue Sheng still gave the details, and even the artistic conception is clear. It can be seen Xiao Yuesheng had already memorized all the information about the holy sons of Wanfazong's lineage in his heart.

"50% artistic perception?" The green lion demon king flashed a look of disdain, turned to the black bear demon king and said, "Old black, is this round going to you, or to the fourth child?"

The seven demon kings in the Manyao Mountains have all sworn brothers and called each other brothers. Among the seven demon kings, the Tianfeng demon king is the weakest and was ranked as the youngest. This time, the demon kings also wanted to avenge their sister. Banner, door-to-door challenge.

The blue lion demon king is the strongest and takes the top spot, the second is the giant elephant demon king, the third is the titan python demon king, the fourth is a one-horned rhinoceros king, the fifth is the black bear demon king, and the sixth is the yellow dragon demon king. Tiger Demon King!

Before the black bear demon king could speak, the one-horned rhinoceros king stood up, shook his thick body, and said in a buzzing voice: "Brother, leave this game to me, just to watch the subordinates fight. The whole body is going to be rusted, I want to get up and move around!"

The Black Bear Demon King originally looked excited, but when he heard the One-Horned Rhinoceros King say this, he had no choice but to say, "Then this round will be left to Fourth Brother, but for the next round, I must be allowed to play!"

"Then come on, fourth!" The Green Lion Demon King nodded and said, "Sincere, be careful, don't fall here!"

"Just relying on these weak chickens?" The one-horned rhinoceros king's eyes were full of disdain, and he took a big step and walked towards Song Tianhao!
Boom, boom~
The one-horned rhinoceros king is tall and strong, weighing more than ten tons. Every step he takes, the ground trembles slightly!

Seeing the one-horned rhinoceros king, Song Tianhao's eyes flashed a cautious look.

"Boy, you just want to stand up for others?" The One-horned Rhinoceros King said disdainfully: "I may not be able to hold back at that time. If you die, don't blame me!"

"So much nonsense, today you have a rhinoceros horn, I'm going to fix it!" Song Tianhao snorted coldly, and a phantom reappeared behind him, and a vast purple aura surged out like overwhelming.

The terrifying aura emanated instantly, making the surrounding disciples feel as if they were suffocating.

Hearing that Song Tianhao took a fancy to his rhino horn, a murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the one-horned rhinoceros king. This rhino horn is a psychological taboo for him, and he will die if he touches it!

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The one-horned rhinoceros king roared, his eyes began to turn red, and behind him appeared a phantom of a giant rhinoceros whose size had swelled dozens of times and hundreds of times!This giant rhino phantom stepped on the ground, its hind hooves kept pawing the ground, as if it was about to sprint!

Attack the artistic conception!

This is the exclusive artistic conception comprehended by the One-horned Rhinoceros King. Although it is only B-level, it is very compatible with it, and the comprehension level has reached more than 80%.

rumbling~
The two artistic conceptions collided in the void, and the one-horned rhinoceros king's attacking artistic conception pierced through Song Tianhao's purple energy coming from the east in an instant like a destructive force.

Song Tianhao's face turned pale, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body fell backwards involuntarily.

Seeing Song Tianhao's defeat, the one-horned rhinoceros king didn't stop immediately. Instead, when his own mood crushed the opponent's mood, his huge body also rushed towards Song Tianhao, and rushed in front of Song Tianhao in an instant.

Bang!
As if Song Tianhao had been hit hard, his body that had already fallen flew up again, was thrown high, and fell heavily to the ground.

"How brave!"

"Damn it, you dare to kill yourself!"

Seeing the scene where the one-horned rhinoceros king still refused to give up after winning and insisted on putting Song Tianhao to death, the disciples of the Wanfa Sect who were watching were enraged and shouted loudly, even the blue lion demon king not far away Frowning, he subconsciously looked at Xiao Yuesheng, the holy son of the Holy Blood Sect.

In the end, Xiao Yuesheng had a calm face, even a faint smile on his face, as if he didn't care.

At this moment, a talisman with black metallic luster suddenly appeared out of thin air and stuck to Song Tianhao's body. Song Tianhao, who was already seriously injured and was about to die, suddenly calmed down a lot and gradually turned rosy.

"I heard that you are looking for me? Want to challenge me?"

A plain voice rang out from behind the crowd, Xu Feng slowly walked down the mountain gate, passed the crowd, and stood in front of the demons.

"I'm coming!" Xu Feng looked at the demons, and suddenly said with a smile: "Don't leave, you all stay here."

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(End of this chapter)