Chapter 629 Power of Ten Elephants

"ah……"

Lei Shan howled miserably and kept rolling on the ground, the talisman light lingered in his heart, and the talisman light pierced into Lei Shan's heart like needles.

"Young master, spare your life, young master, spare your life, my subordinates dare not, dare not"

Lei Shan rolled and howled miserably, while Hei Jiao knelt on the ground, trembling slightly, this heart-controlling rune was too domineering.

This pattern is refined by the blood essence of both sides, and it also contains Mu Feng's blood essence. As long as Lei Shan has a murderous and rebellious heart towards Mu Feng, Mu Feng can naturally sense it.

Mu Feng, who was originally sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, his voice was cold and echoed in the valley.

"This time is just a warning, if there is another time, I will never show any mercy"

After Mu Feng finished speaking, he closed his eyes and continued to practice.

And Lei Shan also stopped struggling, knelt on the ground, his face was pale, and there was still panic in his eyes, he said: "Don't dare, don't dare, there will never be a next time"

The heart-piercing pain of the runes is too terrifying, even the demon sect who has cultivated for many years can't bear this kind of pain.

Heijiao on the side heaved a sigh of relief, his face was a little pale, he looked at Lei Shan with a wry smile and said, "I was almost killed by you too."

Lei Shan didn't dare to speak when he heard the words, and the two looked at each other with lingering fears in their hearts, and they didn't dare to show any second thoughts.

The two demon sects withdrew from the valley, and Mu Feng also quietly absorbed the power of thunder in the valley of falling thunder, strengthening his combat body cultivation and Yuanli cultivation.

Outside Thunder Valley, winter snow is falling, and one year is finally coming to an end.

In a blink of an eye, another month passed.

In Thunder Falling Valley, the young man sitting cross-legged was surrounded by the power of thunder. In his body, Qi and blood flowed through the meridians, and between the flow of Qi and blood, there were faint roars, like the roar of a flood.

The robe on the young man's body was already shattered by the thunder, and the bronze-colored skin was faintly glowing with thunder.

"break!"

The young man suddenly let out a soft drink, the blood in his body roared, and there was a crackling sound from the bones all over his body, as if he had obtained some kind of evolution.

The figure of the young man jumped up, and he could rise up against the sky without relying on his strength, and his fist burst into light, and he violently blasted out.

boom……!

A terrifying airflow of punching force blasted towards the ground, and the punch blasted the air, making a burst of thunder and crackling.

Boom...!

The ground was blasted out of a terrifying pit with a diameter of more than ten meters by this punch, and gravel flew.

The young man stood in the air with a black silk robe draped over his body. Looking at the power of his punch, he smiled.

Tier 3 top-rank combat body, successful!

Now the power of his fist already has the power of ten elephants, and his punch is comparable to the explosive power of Yuanli nine-level cultivator's fist.

After practicing the Thousand Tribulations Thunder God Art for one month, Mu Feng's cultivation had also reached the peak of the seventh level of Yuandan, and he was just a hair away from breaking through the eighth level of Yuandan.

If he only has one Yuandan to absorb Yuanli, his cultivation has already reached the eighth level of Yuandan.

"I have to find someone to try my strength"

Mu Feng showed a hint of a smile, and with a movement of his body, he turned into a thunder shadow and flew out of the minefield area.

Half a day later, the three figures collided in the void, and the roar continued.

"Running Bull!"

Black Horn roared furiously, and punched out with a punch. The light of the fist turned into an ancient desolate bull and punched Mu Feng.

The origin force used by Black Horn is exactly Yuandan Yaeong.

"Nine Flame Fist Explodes!"

Mu Feng punched out bloody flames, the force of the punch shattered Heijiao's punch, and a huge force shook Heijiao's body again, causing Heijiao's figure to retreat violently.

Heijiao looked at Mu Feng in shock. Now that he was using the power and power of the eighth layer of Yuandan, he couldn't even walk in front of Mu Feng with a single punch. What kind of evil is this?

"Thousand Thunder!"

But at this time, another figure thundered and flashed, roared, and black violent thunder fell down, and thousands of thunder shadows bombarded Mu Feng.

It was Lei Shan who smashed down Mu Feng with one palm, turning thousands of thunders.

boom! boom! boom! ...!

Mu Feng was submerged by the thunder bombardment, and the power of the thunder filled the sky, covering Mu Feng's figure.

"Little Lord!"

Black Horn and Lei Shan's expressions changed slightly.

"Lei Shan, why do you use such a strong attack?"

Black Horn shouted.

"I only used the Yuanli of the eighth level of Yuandan."

Lei Shan said a little aggrieved.

boom……!

However, at this moment, a figure surrounded by thunderbolts blasted out, and it was unscathed in the attack just now.

"Great Thousand Thunder God Seal!"

With a low growl from Mu Feng, several strands of thunder power condensed in one palm, turning into a thunder talisman that enveloped the thunder seal, and Mu Feng burst out of the seal.

boom……!

The Thunder God seal turned into seven or eight feet in size, carrying the true meaning of thunder and attacking Leishan, unstoppable.

"fine!"

Lei Shan's complexion changed slightly, and he protected his body with demonic energy, but he was directly shattered by this seal, impacting on his body, his body retreated violently, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he looked at Mu Feng in shock.

Mu Feng stopped in the void, and laughed loudly, his strength really skyrocketed again.

The two demons flew over, and Black Horn exclaimed: "The young master's strength has improved so fast, and this subordinate has lived for more than three hundred years, and this is the first time I have seen a person improve so quickly."

"The two of us use the Yuanli eightfold Yuanli, we are not rivals at all."

Lei Shan also exclaimed.

"Haha, this time, you use the true meaning of martial arts and try to attack me with the power of the eighth level of Yuandan"

Mu Feng laughed, and the two demons launched an attack again after hearing the words.

But this time, both of them carried the true meaning of martial arts that they had comprehended the most, and their attack power was much stronger. The two joined forces to attack and fought Mu Feng for a long time, but it was only a draw.

You know, the two are powerful demon sects who gave birth to spiritual consciousness. Although they only used the Yuan power of the eighth layer of Yuandan, the control of attack power and the control of Yuan skills are not comparable to that of the eighth layer of Yuandan.

The two of them used the Yuan power of the eighth level of Yuandan, and based on their realm, the general Ninth level of Yuandan might not be able to beat them.

After fighting for a long time, Mu Feng rewarded another bottle of elixir.

In the following days, Mu Feng quietly honed his combat skills in the valley, honed his marksmanship and swordsmanship, and felt the true meaning of the sword in the soul crystal of transformation.

Since the last time Mu Feng discovered in the place where the spirit pattern was tested, the spear technique can also be combined with the Dao pattern attack. Mu Feng has always wanted to try to integrate the stronger single spirit pattern into his spear technique, sword technique, and even himself. Among the fists and feet.

If you can achieve the combination of Wen Dao and Martial Dao fighting skills at will, you will inevitably develop a brand new fighting skill, which belongs to the fighting skills of Wen Dao masters. In addition to the original combat skills, the power of Dao pattern has been integrated.

Above the canyon, a huge boulder faces the sun, and a figure keeps swinging his battle gun in a pattern, as if tirelessly.

On the road of the strong, this young man will inevitably walk out of his own road of the strong...