Not long after Lin Feng calmed down in the picture, Bai Wuxia's mood outside the picture also stabilized.

She walked back to Lin Chuxue's side without saying a word.

No one can see what she is thinking from the bottom of her heart through her expression.

Above the sky, Lin Feng completed his breath adjustment.

His body seemed to have some kind of terrifying adaptability, and the intensity of the Blood Sea Spirit's riot this time was obviously more terrifying than the previous few times.

There is also the Boundary Magic Circle in his body that is helping the evildoers, making Lin Feng even worse.

But the strange thing is that Lin Feng's recovery time this time is much shorter than before.

On the ground, Bai Wuxia walked aimlessly, looking for Lin Feng's aura with a cold face, as if he was a stranger.

Lin Feng took a few glances, feeling inexplicably distressed.

At this moment, using the boundary magic circle to continue to suppress the spirit of the blood sea has been proved to be a fallacy.

Under such circumstances, in order to solve the spirit of the sea of ​​blood in the sea of ​​consciousness, there is only one way left to get rid of the sea of ​​blood beyond the sky.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng raised his gaze to Yaoyao Gaotian, pointing to the invisible sea of ​​blood.

His family, the entire Taoyuan bereaved family died at the hands of the demon, and had an indirect connection with the sea of ​​blood.

His younger sister was also robbed of her blood power because of the Heavenly Demon born from the sea of ​​blood.

The deaths of Old Suntou, Li Qing, and Boss Xu of the pharmacy were all related to the sea of ​​blood.

Now, he and her wife have to separate because of the spirit of the blood sea, and there is no way to explain it.

Blazing anger burned in Lin Feng's heart.

For the first time in his life, he was so eager for power.

Lin Feng started to practice, with a serious attitude that he had never done before.

As he exhaled and inhaled, there was a strong wind between the heaven and the earth, which turned into white dragons, and poured into his body with infinite spiritual energy.

Seeing this scene, the audience outside the screen was stunned.

"Can you still practice like this? What kind of exercise is this?"

"What kind of exercise can it be? Before the Emperor of Heaven, no one has taken the third step. The Emperor of Heaven is creating his own exercise!"

"It always takes time to create your own kung fu, right? It doesn't take a hundred or a thousand years for the founding patriarch to create his own kung fu!"

"By comparing those so-called founders with the Heavenly Emperor, who are you insulting?"

"Strong! As expected of the Emperor of Heaven!"

"I suddenly understood Li Haoran, and understood why he worshiped the Emperor of Heaven so much before!"

Not only the audience outside the Tiangong, but also the spirit of the sea of ​​blood in Lin Feng's sea of ​​consciousness was surprised for a while!
"Lin Feng! What kind of monster are you?"

"Incarnation of the Dao of Heaven? No, that thing can't create a monster like you!"

"Let me go, okay, I will never return to Bai Wuxia's body, I'm afraid of you, please let me go!"

The Spirit of the Blood Sea once again recalled the future he had seen.

It was a sword energy that had reached the realm of immortality, a line higher than the level of the blood sea itself!

At this moment, combined with Lin Feng's extremely terrifying and extremely unreasonable way of practice.

The spirit of the sea of ​​blood realized in an instant that that sword was destined to be made by Lin Feng.

And it, who thought he had seen the future and made preparations in advance, came to Chaotian Continent, but was still played by that ruthless bitch of fate in the palm of his hand.

He messed with Lin Feng.

"I beg you, please let me go, I really dare not go against you!"

"I beg you, please let me go, I recognize you as the master, I will be your dog, please let me go!"

The spirit of the sea of ​​blood panicked, begging for mercy to Lin Feng without any bottom line.

However, Lin Feng didn't believe in the spirit of the sea of ​​blood at all.

He can analyze the source of the spirit of the blood sea, and find the weakness of the spirit of the blood sea.

However, the sea of ​​blood itself is a higher existence than Chengche Jianxin.

Lin Feng couldn't get a glimpse of the blood sea spirit's true thoughts through the clear sword heart.

Under such circumstances, Bai Wuxia's safety, the hatred of his family, the hatred of his sister, and the hatred of Lao Suntou and other mortals became Lin Feng's fuel.

Supporting him to move forward, he will never stop until the sea of ​​blood is completely scattered.

……

As time passed by, Lin Feng's cultivation improved layer by layer, and he soon touched the boundary of the third step.

On a sunny afternoon, Lin Feng had a feeling in his heart.

Then, after taking a few breaths, he broke through and became the first third-step cultivator in the world, reaching the Mahayana realm!

At that moment, the world where Chaotian Continent was located had a more mysterious charm.

As long as a monk has reached the peak of the realm of transforming gods, he will have the opportunity to realize what Lin Feng felt when he was promoted.

In other words, Lin Feng became the teacher of all the peak cultivators in the world.

Looking at Lin Feng in the picture, I feel the mysterious charm that permeates the world.

Li Haoran bent down respectfully and made a silent bow.

Bursts of guilt ran through his heart, urging him to tell the truth quickly and resolve the enmity between Lin Feng and Bai Wuxia.

However, he still didn't.

He said to himself in his heart: "I'm sorry, Heavenly Emperor, I want to untie the big formation you set up, I must open the gate of heaven, this is my mission!"

……

Jian Shui'er glanced at Li Haoran.

After making the inference, Jian Shui'er was much more relaxed, and was able to grasp Li Haoran's state of mind at the moment.

"Is bowing useful? Didn't you lead us to kill him, and you are still obliterating his remnant soul?"

Jian Shui'er transmitted her spiritual thoughts and began to attack Li Haoran's defense.

"I have my persistence. Before the people of the world and Lin Feng, I can only choose the people of the world."

Li Haoran replied with a somewhat lonely tone.

"Really, then you still owe Lin Feng. Without him, you wouldn't be able to become a Mahayana monk, let alone condense a causal body. Don't refute me. I remember that you said it yourself!"

"Yes, I said it, and I will not deny it."

Hearing this, Jian Shui'er laughed, she just wanted to bully him!
"You also admit it, then it's easy to handle. If you don't want to compensate Lin Feng, oh, yes, Lin Feng is already a remnant soul, and he will be completely killed by you. If you don't want to treat Bai Wuxia as the object of compensation, she will Lin Feng's wife."

"I……"

Li Haoran was silent, did not continue to speak, and expelled Jian Shui'er's spiritual thoughts from his mind.

Jian Shui'er smiled, her plan has already started to be implemented.

But at this moment, there is a sudden change in the picture!

I saw that in Lin Feng's field of vision, Bai Wuxia was surrounded by a group of arrogant monks.

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