Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Break it for me!"

His eyes suddenly opened, and Ye Feng's hands changed rapidly, sweeping away the energy in the stone room. At the same time, the spiritual force in the divine sea rushed out and hit the terrible illusion.

Although there is some confusion in my heart, I won't get lost after seeing the power of illusion several times.

"Boy, hook the purple evil spirit Xuan fire!"

Yuan Ling cried in a hurry.

Ye Feng looked slightly changed. He remembered that he had been able to stimulate some purple evil mysterious fire. He was not polite at once. When his mind turned, he directly led out the "Purple evil mysterious fire" in the Dantian.

A purple flame curls up and turns into a defensive fire hood to resist all the terrorist illusions.

Poof

Yuan Ling crushed millions of colorful spirit stones without hesitation. The energy was mixed with Yuan Li again and sucked into Ye Feng's body.

Ye Feng's heart string was tight. While working with Yuan Ling to block the interference of phantom breath, he forced himself to meditate and impact the realm.

The king's realm indicates that the warrior has really entered the ranks of the strong and can use the rules of heaven and earth for his own use. It often takes years or even more to break through this step.

It's easier to half step into the king's realm, but it's not a child's play.

In terms of the total amount of Yuan force reserves in Ye Feng's body, together with the origin of divine wood and different fire energy, it is no less than the two or three strong ones in the king's territory. It's just a little difficult to break through so quickly and enter this step.

Boom

Colorful energy rushed into the meridians, and the surging Dantian made a sound like the sea. After running for several weeks, it gradually turned into a little bit of crystal and attached to the existing fist size crystal.

After two hours, the colorful energy was swallowed up again. When the last trace of energy rushed into the Dantian, all the suction on Ye Feng suddenly disappeared.

Buzz!

At a certain moment, his breath suddenly climbed to the extreme and broke through the shackles of the virtual environment.

Around Ye Feng's body, the rules of heaven and earth emerged out of thin air and continued to solidify. Then a strong anti earthquake force erupted outward. Even the whole stone chamber shook for a few minutes under the impact force.

In the Dantian, the crystals formed become semicircular, pure as jade, seemingly free of impurities.

"Up!"

With a violent drink, Ye Feng clenched his fist fiercely, and the joints of his body kept ringing. The yuan force in his body rushed out of the Dantian, and his whole body was shocked. He was completely stable in the half step King's realm.

With this breath sweeping, the invisible force in the huge stone chamber exploded, and a small half of them even passed through the stone chamber wall and spilled out of the Dharma array.

The illusion in the divine sea also retreated like a tide under this shock.

"Half step King's territory!"

"I finally... Came to this point."

Feeling the majestic power from his limbs, Ye Feng couldn't help but want to roar. This solid feeling made him happy and extremely satisfied.

"Congratulations, boy."

Yuan Ling, who removed the gray fog protection, was also a little excited in his tone.

In such a short time, he stepped into the king's realm in one fell swoop from the virtual realm, and such achievements were indeed "commendable" under the condition of phantom harassment.

"You've worked hard, old man."

Thankfully, he hugged Yuanling and Ye Feng drove Zisha XuanHuo to expel the residual illusion.

"Hey, hey, in the competition, it depends on whether you can shine. If you want to get the thing hidden in the Sutra ashram, it depends on your own ability."

Yuan Ling waved his hand, and some seriously forgot to look at the dome.

His eyes seemed to pass through the thick stone wall and could see the deepest part of the Jingfa Taoist field.

Feeling yuan Ling's deep eyes, Ye Feng nodded with great dignity. When he stood up and looked out of the Sutra Taoist field, a sense of confidence rose in his eyes.

"The hardships suffered along the way will be rewarded. In the competition, my name Ye Feng will be remembered by everyone!"

With a hard fist, Ye Feng pushed open the closed stone gate and stepped out.

"These guys are still practicing..."

Passing through the corridor along the way, I saw many stone chambers closed. Across the stone wall, I could vaguely feel the fluctuating breath of Yuan force inside.

It was only when we reached the fourth floor that the fluctuation of element force faded down.

Ye Feng glanced and knew that most of the people here should have left.

He could not help but quicken his pace and walked to the exit of the Jingfa Taoist temple. When Ye Feng's figure appeared outside the gate, he just saw surprised disciples staring at himself like a ghost.

"What are these people doing here without practicing?"

Ye Feng, who was puzzled, muttered. He was about to leave. The figure on the side flashed. A gray bearded figure approached. It was the guardian elder of the Dharma center today.

The elder also looked puzzled and stared at Ye Feng strangely.

"Er... Excuse me, elder... What happened?"

Seeing that his scalp was numb, Ye Feng arched his hand in embarrassment and asked.

The guardian elder noticed his gaffe, coughed twice to cover up the past and asked, "are you the only one out of the fifth floor?"

Ye Feng nodded, still full of questions.

"Well... It's all right. You can help yourself."

Weird glanced at Ye Feng, the guardian elder waved his hand and motioned Ye Feng to leave.

This factotum disciple is too strange. Maybe he has many secrets, but even if he asks questions, he may not be able to find out his ugly Yin Mao.

In the eyes of a martial artist looking at a monster, Ye Feng quickly slipped out of the inner yard and went towards the factotum building.

"How could it be him... Isn't that guy a factotum disciple?"

"Is it... He was rushing through the customs just now? It's impossible?"

The shock brought by the promotion on the fifth floor still didn't disperse from the faces of many disciples.

After defeating Qing Zhenyi, the master of inscriptions, in public, Ye Feng, as the only factotum qualified to enter the Dharma Center for cultivation, is well-known in Diyuan sect.

However, most people only recognized Ye Feng's identity as an engraver and did not pay attention to his Yuan Li cultivation.

"It seems that this younger martial brother ye should be forced to rush through the pass in order to meet the challenge of the step madman... Well, after all, the virtual realm stage is not much easier than the king's realm. It's not that he can't succeed with the protection of inscriptions."

"Maybe... That's the only way to explain it."

"Tut Tut, but he can cultivate on the fifth floor and hit the bottleneck. His strangeness can really shock us..."

“……”

Many voices have strong feelings.

This is the advantage of the inscriptionist. Even if he has his own defects, he can make up for them with the help of the power of inscriptions.

Of course, even if ye Feng successfully crossed the pass, he could never be the opponent of Bu Jing salamander.

Look at Ye Feng's breath when he left. It's obvious that he hasn't set foot in the king's territory. As a leader in the inner door, bu Jing salamander has reached the triple peak of the king's territory when he closed last time