Chapter 335 Swallowing Lotus Seeds

The first thing to look at for the level of a martial spirit is the level of the martial arts. In addition to the level of the martial arts, there is another thing that plays a great role in the martial spirit. Situ Reading 520 official website

That is the soul-injecting object used when injecting the soul into the void.

The level of these soul-injecting items must be above the earth level, and the cultivation level has reached the seventh or eighth level of innateness. Warriors must subconsciously prepare for the infusion of souls into the void. Usually, they usually try their best to collect some rare genius earth treasures. For innate warriors who have reached this level, no matter how weak they are and how lacking in spiritual stones they are, it is still not difficult to find a few low- to mid-level earth-level materials as soul-injecting objects.

But when injecting souls, if you only have mid- to low-grade earth-level materials, no matter how many martial veins the warrior has and how high the grade is, the level of the condensed martial soul will not be that high. Those with better talents will be of first-level mid-to-high grade. , those with less talent, first-level low-level people, and even those with low talent and poor luck will fail to inject soul because the soul-injecting item is below the level, and will not be able to advance to become a virtual realm master.

Every time the martial soul phantom differs by one level, its strength is turned upside down.

The giant ape's shadow now revealed on Tong Ming's head has obviously reached the first-level high-grade level, with both strength and defense, extremely strong combat effectiveness, and quite astonishing explosive power. From this, we can know that the soul-injecting object used by this person when he first entered the void was definitely at the heaven level.

"Hmph! You overestimate your capabilities..."

Tong Ming sneered and said sarcastically: "Boy, you are thinking of fighting me at the third level of Xiantian. You really think too highly of yourself."

"No, no, I don't think highly of myself, I just... look down on you!" Even in the face of a top-grade Tong Ming martial spirit, Ye Feng was not afraid at all. After saying this, he saw the right moment and swung his sword. out.

The powerful move in the Flame Knife - Ghost Fire Fox Cry.

A fiery red sword light several feet tall appeared in the air, containing a violent aura of artistic conception and power.

With this strike, Ye Feng spared no effort, and the sixteen tendons in his body moved to the extreme at the same time, almost instilling the whole body's energy into it, and at the same time stimulating the power of artistic conception.

"The ape lifts up to the sky!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Tong Ming's eyes. He did not expect that a sword burst out by a third-level innate warrior would have such power. After the giant ape's shadow roared, he raised his arms, and two giant arms as thick as buckets were pushed up to hold the falling destruction knife.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and Ye Feng's sword with all his strength, which was almost more than 200,000 kilograms plus the power of artistic conception, was resisted by the opponent.

However, although he was able to withstand the resistance, the penetration brought by the huge force still caused Tong Ming's figure to sink suddenly. The fiery red rock under his feet could not support it and sunk downwards, knocking his figure back. A few steps.

"Haha... Master of the Void Realm is not like this. If you want my storage ring, come and get it if you have the ability."

Ye Feng observed the battle between Yan Siya and Second Deacon Wei Zhen not far away, and felt moved when he saw that they had no time to take care of him.

He must leave.

There is no guarantee when the zombie demon will come after him. The other three people present are all virtual realm masters, and they should have life-saving things on them. Moreover, the main target of the zombie demon's pursuit will definitely be on himself. At this time, not Come on, how long are you waiting for?

So after he mocked, he fled and jumped dozens of feet away.

"Damn it, you want to run away?"

Tong Ming's whole body exuded monstrous anger, his roaring voice rolled out from his throat, and he wanted to tear Ye Feng into pieces.

He didn't expect that the other party could burst out with such terrifying power. He still underestimated this kid who could come out alive from the core of the burial pit.

As a black market deacon and a master of the virtual realm, when had he ever been so aggrieved?

The two of them ran towards the periphery of the burial pit one after the other.

Ye Feng used Kunpeng Nine Heavens Movement Technique, and with the assistance of the Blood God Armor in a short period of time, he jumped three to four hundred feet. This speed was actually faster than the injured Tong Ming. Soon, his figure was full of resentment. Tong Ming's eyes slowly became smaller.

After running for almost ten minutes, the two of them, one behind the other, had completely left the periphery of the burial pit and arrived at the Tianhuo Mountain Range. Only then did Ye Feng stop.

I can't keep running.

The Blood God Armor only lasts for about fifteen minutes. Without the support of the Blood God Armor, he would definitely be overtaken by Tong Ming, and by then, he would be weak for a period of time due to the use of the Blood God Armor. He might be afraid He doesn't even have the strength to fight back.

This is one reason.

On the other hand, if the corpse demon pursues him from the depths of the burial pit, he will inevitably pass by the place where he stayed before. However, Yan Siya and the second deacon Wei Zhen are still fighting there. It is impossible for the corpse demon to attack them. The two masters of the virtual world turned a blind eye. With these two people helping to delay time, the chance of his escape would undoubtedly be much greater.

Now, deal with Tong Ming here, and then return to Luo'an City.

Ye Feng has made a decision.

However, Tong Ming's strength is there, relying on his current third-level innate cultivation, he is no match for him.

At this thought, Ye Feng's eyes showed a hint of perseverance. Perhaps he could transform himself before Tong Ming could catch up.

He made a prompt decision and took out a green lotus pod from the storage ring that looked like it was carved from jasper.

The lotus pod was about the size of a fist. As the corpse demon had said before, there were nine crystal clear, light green lotus seeds in it, arranged in the shape of a nine-square palace. Each lotus seed was shining with a bright light. Even though they had not been picked from the lotus pod, the light and spiritual aura emanating from it still made Ye Feng feel relieved from the annoyance he had felt when the fire poison attacked him.

He felt relaxed and refreshed, and his mind was clear.

Ye Feng did not hesitate, and pointed directly, and a crystal lotus seed about the size of a peanut jumped into his mouth.

The lotus seed melted in his mouth, and a warm current that was not too intense flowed down his throat into his abdomen. At the moment when the warm current flowed into his abdomen, Ye Feng suddenly felt a violent force raging in his meridians, as if to tear his body apart.

"Ah!"

The sudden severe pain made Ye Feng scream.

His aura became weak in an instant, and even the blood god armor on his body became three points dimmer at this moment.

The Lihuo Linglian, which has been mature for tens of thousands of years, is a heavenly-grade item. The energy contained in it is so amazing that how can it be swallowed casually like eating fruit?

In Ye Feng's body, countless red flames filled it, constantly colliding with his dantian. The sixteen meridians instantly turned red, and the deep red flames inside ran like mercury.

This running collision was transformed into Ye Feng, and it turned into a tearing pain similar to an explosion.

He was sweating all over, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

After the first scream, Ye Feng did not make a second scream. At this moment, he clenched his teeth and kept himself absolutely awake. If he fainted at this moment, everything would be over.

For his father, for Hua Ling, and to live well in Yuanwu Continent, Ye Feng had to endure all the suffering.

He understood this truth better than anyone else.

So no matter how painful it was, he would not give up easily.