Cultivation In Troubled Times

Compared with any kind of mental cultivation under it, the mental cultivation in the realm of ancient gods is just like the difference between heaven and earth! So even if there is a wild mind to join, it is difficult to stop Wang Feng's mind after waking up.

Jinjiao and Yimeng had to put their hands together, fold their palms on the Wild Palms again, and summon them out of their minds to inject Wang Feng's spirit sea again.

The magic heart looks at this scene and is shocked. Although he can do it, it will be more dangerous and unpredictable if no one is guarding the Dharma around him. All of a sudden, Wang Feng's eyes were shining on the ground, and a relaxed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stepped back involuntarily under the suspicion and fear.

In the process of mind electricity turning, the illusory mind guesses all this in an instant. In the face of the joint attack of the four semi ancient scholars, Wang Feng is both at ease and at ease. He doesn't have to close the six senses to resist! And he took the four patriarchs in his heart and played with them.

All this can only prove one fact, that is, Wang Feng's mental cultivation is extremely powerful. Even if the five clan leaders join hands, compared with it, it's no different from the hard stone competing with Mount Tai, and the firefly competing with the bright moon!

At this time, as long as the magic heart attacks Wang Feng, who is also unable to escape, Wang Feng will fight back with all his strength before his death. Even if the head of the four clans will not die, he will be seriously injured. Even like the three masters of Fu Rou, his accomplishments will be greatly reduced and there is no hope of Chonggu.

You know, the confrontation of the heart, spirit and soul, for their realm, is the most dangerous, directly affecting the road to Chonggu. At that time, he not only had to face the questions of the eight gods and demons in the world of gods and demons, but also the ancestor of Huazu. He could not forgive him for this loss.

In the eyes of the eight demons, the head of the five clans is the complementary power, which is related to the future of the whole demon clan. The reason why the demons are powerful, to put it bluntly, is not that they have an advantage in the number of ancient people? Gods and demons, gods and demons, including the ancient gods, all had a certain time limit. Sooner or later, they had to leave the eight universes of the human system, which was very clear to all ethnic groups.

Once they are gone, they will naturally take over those who are close to the ancient and semi ancient places among all ethnic groups. So, for the demons, the head of the five clans is the hope of the future of the demons!

They can't help each other, and they can't rush to Wang Feng. Moreover, if they delay for a moment, the mental loss of the four clan leaders will increase by one point. After a deep look at Wang Feng, he sighs, waves his long sleeves, and passes by. Jiuer is standing in front of him.

Looking at jiuer's star eyes full of sad color, and her slightly haggard jade face, how dare Wang Feng look at it? Heart dark sigh, had to quietly convergence in the mind of the sea of spirit, turn attack to defend.

The head of the four clans was very anxious to see that his mind was being suppressed by Wang Feng, but he had nothing to do. And at this time suddenly feel a loose, see Wang Feng stop attacking, four people a joy, also will Nianli back. Wang Feng converged again, and the four retreated again. In this way, you convergence a point, I retreat an inch, a big danger, and finally gradually disappear in the invisible.

Wang Feng's body was slightly shocked. The four clan leaders withdrew their hands at the same time, and each stepped back. They opened their eyes wide and looked at Wang Feng with complicated eyes.

Wang Feng stood up slowly. Although Yuan Li was still in short supply, he had a clear mind and a peaceful soul. He knew his cultivation of heart, God and soul, and made some progress. At that time, Wang Feng's fighting of the five men's mental power finally ended in time, and the four clan leaders' mental power was not wasted much, but together, it was undoubtedly a great tonic for Wang Feng.

Looking around, Wang Feng immediately found the bloody Dao wuzun lying on the ground not far away. He stepped forward and came to daowuzun. He leaned over and sobbed, "third... Third Elder martial brother, are you here too? You must be injured for my unworthy younger martial brother... "

In the weeping, Wang Feng gently shakes his figure, and a melodious dragon song, accompanied by a loud and clear Fengming, resounds through the sky. In the light and shadow, there are more than ten figures beside Wang Feng.

Wang Feng stood up and immediately opened his mind. After Wang Feng wielded that startling sword, before he fell into a coma, people knew Wang Feng's dangerous situation very clearly through their mind involvement.

Since he was in a coma, until he fought with the four patriarchs, his mind closed automatically, so the people in his body were even more shocked even though they didn't know the real situation. But Wang Feng didn't let them out. They couldn't come out except to burst Wang Feng's body.

So when Wang Feng reopened his mind, he finally let them out of his body at this moment. It was Nizi, Longfeng, chengshe, Zhuque, Wuchen and three princesses.

Put a pill into Dao wuzun's mouth, and Wang Feng flicks his fingers again and again, injecting the little recovered Yuan Li into Dao wuzun's body. After all this, Wang Feng's body was shaking slightly, and he was on the verge of collapse. The dragon and Phoenix nearby helped him quickly. Not long later, with a sound of "poof", Dao wuzun looked up to the sky and vomited out a mouthful of congestion, and slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, the three masters of Fu Rou have a conversation with Rong Huo and Jie tu. when they learn that the people around Wang Feng are mediocre in cultivation, Fu Rou, who had been disappointed, immediately orders Rong Huo and Jie Tu to take the opportunity to kill Wang Feng.

At the same time, she also clenched the red amulet, ready to fight this life-saving magic weapon, not to, but also to Wang Feng Gang, killed on the spot. She didn't dare to trust Wang Feng completely, and killing Wang Feng alone was not enough to vent her hatred! At this time, as long as she crushes the red amulet in her hand, the power of the law of Chen lieshen demon king sealed in it can make Wang Feng's whole staff unable to move and let them be slaughtered.

But if Wang Feng still has the power to make a sword, or the power of the nebula in his body is not exhausted, whether he can be effectively restrained by the law, the estimation of fuzuo will not work. At this time, the scene is completely different! Wang Fengyuan's strength is exhausted, and Dao wuzun is seriously injured. The rest of them have average accomplishments. Although they are well versed in the laws of time and space, they are also helpless and can't resist the blow of the semi ancient world.

Rongzhuo and jietu looked at each other and made up their mind. If you kill Wang Feng, there will be no harm. Even if the people who just protect Wang Feng's law are extraordinary, it will be later; But if you don't kill Wang Feng, the magic weapon in the two spaces, and the floating soft that makes them ecstatic, it's the old cat smelling salted fish, don't think about it!

There was a flash of fierce light in the eyes of the two masters. When they were about to make a move, they suddenly heard a "hiss pull" sound, which was sharp and numb. A door-shaped space crack stood upright beside Wang Feng's group of people. Then, one shadow after another came out of it, and then they all stood still without saying a word.

After seventeen people came out, the crack had not healed yet, but it was dark and deep inside. Suddenly, the seventeen people bowed respectfully, and one stepped out of the crack. The animal skin was the clothing, which was very strong“ Shua "of a light ring, cracks at this time just a close and no trace.

"Little younger martial brother... Ah... Third younger martial brother, this is... Come and meet the master!" The first one of the seventeen approached Wang Feng and saw that the two brothers were dispirited. After being surprised, he quickly told them.

"Master? Are you... Are you elder martial brother? Ah... Master Wang Feng was exhausted originally. After treating his third elder martial brother Dao wuzun, he almost reached the point where the oil ran out. Finally, he had a strong mind and always supported him. Even so, just like Dao wuzun, who had just awakened from serious injury, he was in a state of trance and understanding.

After listening to elder martial brother Quan wuzun's words, Wang Feng's heart was agitated and his body was in a flash. If it wasn't for Nizi's quick hand, he would hold him and fall to the ground again.

"Master... Master... I... I finally have to see you..." Wang Feng half leans on Nizi and tries to hold her figure. He is very excited. A deep sense of happiness shrouded in the whole body, so that in this moment, the weak body suddenly gave birth to a force.

This kind of happiness, for Wang Feng, is a kind of home, a feeling of returning home.

The dragon's eyes were full of strange light. When he saw the seventeen wuzuns coming one after another, he was stunned on the spot, wandering in a familiar and warm atmosphere. This breath, which was sent out by his former master, still excited and respected him after thousands of years. Holding Danfeng's hand tightly, the Dragon felt dizzy.

At this time, seeing that Nizi reaches for Wang Feng's hand, dragon and Phoenix wake up, so dragon and Quan wuzun hold Dao wuzun, while Danfeng and Nizi hold Wang Feng to move forward.

Wang fenglue struggled and said to her two daughters, "I'm ok! You let me go. How can I see my master like this... "

Before I could speak, there was a strong middle-aged man with long hair, black beard and broad mouth. His two sword eyebrows were like knives, flying into his temples. Its animal skin for clothing, skin color such as bronze, as if from ancient times, the whole body exudes a sense of vicissitudes and natural atmosphere.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Feng with bright eyes, showing some kindness and love. For a moment, Wang Feng felt comfortable and warm under the spring sun.

With the help of Nizi and Danfeng, Wang Feng knelt down and bowed down to worship: "unworthy... Unworthy apprentice, Wang Feng, meet my teacher..." he remembered all the journey in the Qing and Han Dynasties since he got the nine meanings. It was like a dream last night, but it was so real. Wang Feng is choking.

"Get up! children! Over the years, it's really hard for you... "The middle-aged man stooped and lifted Wang Feng up. When he helped Wang Feng, a strong and pure Yuan Li was injected into Wang Feng's body through his hands.

Dao wuzun of the other side was also input into Zhenyuan by Quan and Zhang wuzun. He was in great spirits for a while. At this time, the three also came over, Dao wuzun told the scene since his arrival in detail.

When the demons saw that twenty of Wang Feng's disciples were together, they talked freely as if there were no one else, and their faces were not happy. Because he didn't understand the origin of the crowd, he couldn't move for a moment. But the thoughts in their hearts are disturbing, such as suspicion, anger, resentment and resentment.

"Who hurt you?" After listening to Dao wuzun's story, the middle-aged man frowned, looked around at the demons like eagles, and then asked Wang Feng faintly.

The light tone, though not so loud, naturally came out, but it made everyone present hear clearly, as if they were speaking in their ears. And invisible, there is also a arrogant arrogance, engraved in the hearts of people.

If wild mania is a kind of fearless fighting spirit, then the middle-aged man's mania is a kind of pride! A kind of only a real warrior can have the clank of pride!