Chapter 907: The 9th Peak of Linghai

However, these shattered flames, after flying for a distance, actually condensed together and turned into Wang Yan's appearance again, but his face was pale, there was no blood at all, and there were more than a dozen sword wounds on his body, and the blood was flowing. .

"Walk!"

Wang Yan didn't dare to stop at all, turned into a flash of fire, and rushed out of the canyon in embarrassment.

Compared to Wang Yan, the corpse puppet was even worse. Although he did everything he could, he still had his arm cut off and screamed out of the canyon.

boom! boom! ...

In the canyon, the giant apes were constantly battling against the great formation.

The strength of this giant ape is indeed amazing and extremely powerful. With every punch, a large amount of sword energy is smashed into pieces. Even if a few sword energy is occasionally slashed on the giant ape, it can only be left on his surface. A faint trace.

"This giant ape has at least 50% of the bloodline of the ancient giant ape on his body, and his body is extremely powerful. This great formation won't stop him for long. I'd better go first!"

With a flash of thought, Lu Ming stepped on the void and left here like a streamer.

Sure enough, not long after Lu Ming left, the great formation collapsed, and the giant ape rushed out and roared angrily.

Afterwards, he turned into a burly young man, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he roared, "Lu Ming, I will kill you!"

After saying that, he strode out of the canyon.

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Lu Ming used the Nine Dragons Step to the Sky, very fast. After exiting the canyon, he chose a random direction and went forward. After a while, he traveled more than 100,000 miles, found a hidden mountain forest, and flew down. , set up a formation around him, and Lu Ming began to refine energy.

Before, those Tianjiao who died in the canyon, as well as the dead, and even the blood essence energy of monsters, were all swallowed by Lu Ming.

Run the blood of the Nine Dragons and continuously refine it.

"The mood of the earth and the mood of the wind are the most, and some other moods are useless to me!"

Lu Ming's thoughts moved, and those useless artistic conceptions were directly eliminated, and the artistic conception of the earth and the wind was used for his own use.

Most of the artistic conception of the earth and the wind came from those who died.

The dead men with sledgehammers,

The one who cultivates is the artistic conception of the earth, and the one who carries the long sword is mostly the one who cultivates the artistic conception of the wind.

Lu Ming's artistic conception of the earth and the artistic conception of the wind are rapidly improving.

Soon, the artistic conception of the wind reached its limit, and it was only one step away from the third level.

And the artistic conception of the earth has also reached the peak of the second-level achievement.

The artistic conception is progressing, and those real yuan and other energies are constantly being refined and transformed into real yuan.

Lu Ming's cultivation level began to improve. Soon, the aura on his body became prosperous, breaking through to the ninth level of Linghai in one fell swoop, and it continued to improve until it stopped at the peak of the ninth level of Linghai.

One-time, raised a level.

"Huh? There are impurities in the real essence, and there are distractions in the artistic conception!"

Suddenly, Lu Ming frowned.

He felt that the true essence was somewhat impure, and the artistic conception was also somewhat impure. When it worked, there were obstacles. Although the obstacles were still very weak, in the long run, there would definitely be major problems.

"I know, the true essence and blood of others have their own characteristics. I refined it, but there are still remnants, and the mood is even more so. Every mood I comprehend has a distinct Personal will, after I refine it, there are still some leftovers, which is normal."

Lu Ming thought for a while and found the problem.

He thought that when he was the earliest, he often relied on devouring blood essence to improve his cultivation. Similarly, that would also lead to an unstable foundation of cultivation, which would take time to condense.

Later, the essence and blood were all used to improve the bloodline, and by swallowing the spirit crystal, the original stone was used to improve the cultivation base, so there was no such concern.

Spirit crystals, rough stones, are naturally born from heaven and earth, and are very pure.

"It seems that every time you improve in the future, you must stop and spend time condensing, purifying your true essence and artistic conception, and consolidating your foundation!"

Lu Ming pondered.

Of course, Lu Ming would not abandon the heaven-defying function of the Nine Dragons Bloodline because of this small shortcoming. It would take more time to stabilize it.

Immediately, Lu Ming closed his eyes and began to condense his true essence and polish his artistic conception.

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed, and Lu Ming's true essence and artistic conception have once again become pure and condensed.

"The mood of the wind, there seems to be a sign of a breakthrough!"

The artistic conception was pure, and Lu Ming felt that the artistic conception of the wind seemed to touch a wonderful realm.

Immediately, Lu Ming continued to practice.

Time passed day by day.

In a canyon tens of thousands of miles away from Lu Ming, an astonishing fire suddenly rose into the sky, and a figure appeared in the fire.

This figure is Wang Yan.

"Hahaha, I finally broke through to the spiritual fetus, Lu Ming, the next time I see you, it will be your death!"

Wang Yan laughed loudly in the sky, his breath was extremely terrifying, and there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes.

Last time, after he was injured by Lu Ming, after more than ten days, he not only recovered from the injury, but also broke through to the Spirit Embryo Realm in one fell swoop, and his strength skyrocketed.

"Then Lu Ming will definitely go to some strange places nearby to seek opportunities. This place is the closest to Shuangyue Mountain, so I will go to Shuangyue Mountain and block him on the way!"

After speaking, Wang Yan's figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

In a dark cave, the corpse gas suddenly filled the air, and the corpse puppet stepped out of the cave with the ancient coffin on its back.

Last time, his arm was cut off by Lu Ming's formation, but the amazing thing is that Corpse Puppet's current arm is actually intact, as if it has grown again, and the breath on his body is extremely powerful, and it is also a spiritual embryo. atmosphere of the environment.

"Then Lu Ming will definitely go to some secret places to seek opportunities. This place is closest to the God Bird Cliff, so I will go to the God Bird Cliff to block him!"

After saying that, the corpse puppet stepped out and disappeared into the sky.

Not knowing how far away from Lu Ming, there is a magnificent city, and in the city, all the three-eyed clan.

In a huge palace, some three-eyed clans are discussing matters. These three-eyed clans are all burly and powerful.

"It's another 20 years, and another group of young people from the outside world has come to hunt and kill my clan. Damn, I really regard my clan as the object of the trial!"

At the top, a roar came from the mouth of a three-eyed clan.

Below, many three-eyed clans were trembling and afraid to speak.

"According to ancient books, in the outside world, our clan dominates the world, and the human race is nothing but our clan's ration, but our ancestors were caught here, making our clan a test object for the youth of the human race. It is absolutely not allowed, I want to kill them all. None of them will stay, and they will send orders to organize large armies in various places to hunt down those human youths, and once they are found, they will kill them!"

The three-eyed clan above gave an order.

"Yes!"

Below, the other three-eyed clans followed their orders.

Naturally, Lu Ming didn't know about all this, he was still cultivating.

In the blink of an eye, another ten days have passed, and Lu Ming has been retreating here for twenty days.

At this moment, Lu Ming opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

The artistic conception of the wind has successfully broken through to the third level, which is the first step for Lu Ming to attack the spiritual realm.

"Twenty days have passed. The next step is to continue to look for those strange places, find opportunities, and get more luck points!"

Lu Ming thought.

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