Thousands of demons raged in Chen Feng's sea of consciousness, flying towards that bit of true spirit.
Every demon was like a wild beast that had been hungry for several years. When they saw that bit of true spirit, they all rushed forward.
However, is Chen Feng’s true spirit really that delicious
"snort!"
A cold snort roared in Chen Feng's sea of consciousness, and the next moment, a tremendous pressure filled the entire sea of consciousness.
"squeak-"
"Roar-"
The pressure descended, and the ten thousand year old demon was like seeing the world, and suddenly panicked. They began to run around everywhere, no longer caring about Chen Feng's true spirit.
This is the pressure of immortal consciousness, the pressure that overrides this world!
At this moment, Chen Feng finally realized the magic of immortal consciousness. It was an advanced power that should not exist in this world. Immortal consciousness and mental power were like true qi and true essence. Although there was only one step difference, they were two completely different concepts.
The devil can devour spiritual power, but he doesn't even have the courage to face immortal consciousness.
"Soul-piercing needle!"
In the sea of consciousness, Chen Feng's majestic voice slowly sounded, and one after another fairy needles as thin as hair appeared out of thin air, like thousands of arrows shot at the same time, fiercely fighting towards the thousands of demons.
"squeak-"
"Roar-"
Waves of mournful howls rang out from these demons. Under the attack of the soul-piercing needles, the number of demons decreased rapidly until not a single one was left.
A feeling of weakness permeated Chen Feng's sea of consciousness. Although the Soul-piercing Needle was only the most basic spiritual attack technique in the "Soul Refining Technique", it still consumed too much of his mind.
However, the next moment, a feeling of fullness followed.
"Huh?" Chen Feng was slightly stunned, and then he suddenly realized.
After those demons died, they turned into a strong spiritual force, which was quickly absorbed by Chen Feng's sea of consciousness and transformed into pure immortal consciousness.
"Demons are born from the heart. It seems that these demons are also evolved from the spiritual power of cultivators." Chen Feng muttered slowly to himself. The next moment, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and a divine light burst out from his eyes.
"Are you okay?" Ying Yuan was stunned when he saw Chen Feng open his eyes energetically, looking extremely surprised.
He has used this move called "Ten Thousand Demons Devouring the Heart" many times and it has never failed. In the Tiandi Sect, except for the illusory leader, the others would be exhausted even if they could resist it. How could they be as energetic as Chen Feng
"You little devil, I naturally don't take you seriously. Watch out for my sword!" Chen Feng shouted loudly, and the heavy sword shot out quickly. He controlled it, turning it into a stunning streak, and stabbed towards Ying Yuan.
A demon flew out and used his body to block the heavy sword. However, a palm-sized black bell appeared in Ying Yuan's hand. An extremely evil aura emanated from the bell, making people feel genuinely cold.
"Wan Mo Ling, Palace Master Chen, be careful." A voice sounded in the distance, and it was Ling Xuzi who warned. He looked at the black bell, his face pale.
“Hehehe, this Ten Thousand Demons Bell was refined by me after slaughtering tens of millions of wronged souls. Its power far exceeds that of ordinary quasi-immortal weapons. Boy, it would be a blessing for you to die under this Ten Thousand Demons Bell!” Ying Yuan looked at Chen Feng viciously, as if he wanted to seal Chen Feng into the Ten Thousand Demons Bell as well.
"You are indeed a heinous criminal. I will kill you today!" Upon hearing this, Chen Feng became furious and the murderous intent in his eyes was unprecedentedly strong.
Killing people, at most, would only cause their souls to fly away. But the Wanmo Bell sealed the wronged souls inside, and who knows how many years have passed. These wronged souls have been tortured day and night. This is an act that is intolerable to heaven and earth.
“Then come and kill them!” Ying Yuanhun didn’t care. He shook his hand and a black wind rose from the bottom of the bell. In the black wind, countless ghost-faced demons had ferocious expressions, as if they wanted to devour everyone they met.
"Such a strong resentment. If one of the wronged souls in this bell is released, it will create a big demon and cause chaos in the world of cultivation!" Chen Feng secretly said in his heart, and swung the heavy sword in his hand, creating a dazzling sword flower and slashing towards the black wind fiercely.
The sword light stood on the black wind accurately, cutting it into pieces. However, after a blink of an eye, the black wind gathered again, and the wronged souls and demons in the sword light were all there.
"call-"
The black wind blew wildly, and wherever it passed, there were the wails and screams of evil spirits.
On Qingyun Mountain, a cultivator was accidentally caught by a corner of the black wind. He didn't even have time to scream, and immediately turned into a pile of bones, remaining on the spot. However, the black wind became stronger because of this.
"Not good, everyone retreat quickly!" Under the command of several Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals, the cultivators on Qingyun Mountain retreated thousands of meters before they stood still.
Chen Feng looked at all this coldly, and a bright flash of lightning suddenly appeared on the heavy sword in his hand.
"Thunder and lightning are the power of judgment of heaven and earth. They should be able to restrain you, the devil!" A light voice sounded, and Chen Feng's steps moved forward with a bang. With each step he took, the power of thunder and lightning on the heavy sword became several times stronger. By the seventh step, Chen Feng's heavy sword was already covered with thunder and lightning, as if it was a sword of heavenly punishment.
"Hah!" The sword was swung out, and the heavy sword drew a huge white arc, like a newborn crescent moon, across the path that the black wind must pass through.
"hiss-"
When the black wind touched the sword light, a burnt smell was emitted, and waves of wailing sounds rang out crazily. Countless demons and wronged ghosts were being purified by the endless lightning and turned into wisps of black smoke. The wailing sounds were the unwilling cries of these wronged ghosts and demons before they died.
The sword light fell down fiercely, and with just this one sword, the black wind was completely swept away, leaving no trace.
At this moment, Chen Feng had a deeper understanding of the power of the attribute sword. All things are interdependent and mutually restraining. If you can have the right attributes and fight, you will definitely be able to exert unimaginable combat power. If you can gather all the attribute powers in the world into one, wouldn't you be invincible
However, ordinary people only possess one attribute, and only a monster like Chen Feng would have such an idea.
“Boom—”
Above the sky, the calamity clouds have been pressing lower and lower, as if the first heavenly calamity is about to fall at any time.
"This shouldn't be the case!" Chen Feng suddenly thought: "Before the sword strike, the calamity in the sky hadn't yet reached this stage, how come after the sword strike, the calamity is about to fall?"
But he heard Ying Yuan sneer sarcastically: "Hahaha, idiot, even though your lightning sword is extremely powerful, it also has a subtle connection with the heavenly tribulation. If you use it again, it will undoubtedly strengthen the heavenly tribulation in disguise! Do you want to watch your master die in the heavenly tribulation?"
Chen Feng's face changed drastically.
At this moment, a ray of cold light suddenly descended and rushed towards Guo Chang who was under the calamity cloud.
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