Taixuan rooftop, the outer area.
The night was getting darker, but the lights outside the venue were still brightly lit.
Because in another hour, the annual Martial Soul Awakening Storm will be completely over.
"It's the last hour, why is Ye Zifeng still dawdling?"
"Master, Ye Zifeng can't awaken his martial soul, is he deliberately delaying time in order not to lose face?"
Mr. Zhao's brows were gradually tightened, his face was calm, his eyes were closed, and he didn't answer anything.
"Master, you..."
Seeing that they were making too much noise, Mr. Zhao turned around and gave them a hard look.
"Why are you all chattering and chattering, endlessly? Shut up!"
Everyone was scolded for no reason, and looked at each other in dismay, a little stunned and speechless.
After a while, some disciples of other real people came over quietly and said in a low voice.
"You Zhenren Zhao's temper is too hot, isn't it? It's a good thing you can get along with him normally."
"This... you guys misunderstood. Normally, Master wouldn't behave like this. However, every time Ye Zifeng was involved in the conversation, his mood would change greatly. Zhao Chiyu, you should also remember this in the future, don't be casual Mention Ye Zifeng in front of Master."
"Is that the case when it comes to Ye Zifeng? No way, a real person would be so worried about a guy who just broke through to martial arts, aren't you joking?" Zhao Chiyu gasped when he heard the words, he couldn't believe it .
"Alas..." Another disciple of Mr. Zhao stepped forward and sighed heavily.
"Of course I'm not joking. This storm of martial soul awakening was presided over by Mr. Zhao. The last thing he wants to happen is chaos."
Zhao Chiyu laughed loudly: "Trouble? A student in the martial arts realm, just awakened a martial soul, what kind of trouble can happen? Could it be that Ye Zifeng alone can blow up the entire Taixuan rooftop? !"
"This..." Mr. Zhao's disciples looked at each other when they heard the words, and a look of surprise flashed across their eyes.
"I see."
At this time, they finally understood the mood of their master.
As a result, a group of people raised their heads with sullen faces, and looked deeply at the position of Taixuan's rooftop.
Suddenly, someone pointed in the direction of the rooftop and shouted: "Look, there is movement over there."
…
On the rooftop, the billowing energy of the Martial Soul, like the confluence of rivers and seas, all entered the ghost's body.
Under the shadow of the ghost, Ye Zifeng sat cross-legged in meditation.
One of the two is soaring in the sky, and the other is sitting quietly on the flat ground. There is an invisible spiritual thread between each other, which pulls and exchanges the spiritual power between the two people and promotes the integration.
At this moment, he is equivalent to taking over the entire Taixuan rooftop.
…
Suddenly, a shrill ghostly howl resounded throughout the space.
It was the voice of a ghost.
The sound of howling ghosts fell, and circles of rainbow light centered on it, slowly rippling and spreading, turning faster and faster, like a storm, trying to engulf all the living things in it.
The gloomy and dead atmosphere was mixed with an incomparably thick and bloody aura, which made people feel their minds splitting just by smelling it.
"Ghosting, no one is here now, let's release it as much as we want!"
"nature."
As Ye Zifeng said these words slowly, a gloomy, chilling, and extremely cold aura instantly swept across the audience, and the ghost's aura reached the peak of expansion!
The aura monster, which was originally only the size of two people, suddenly grew bigger and bigger!
Loaded with the energy of the martial spirit absorbed in the past two days, Ghost Shadow has already suffocated, because it can't find a place to vent, and now, in this last hour, there is no one to disturb, and there is no leaf Feng's restraint can release his energy to his heart's content.
Not a moment later, in the extremely dark sky, an extremely huge hand tore a hole from the back of the aura monster.
"Oh?" Ye Zifeng narrowed his eyes slightly, staring directly at the changes in the ghost image.
On the giant hand, there is not a trace of flesh or blood, only a pile of white bones.
Master Yang originally wanted to praise Ye Zifeng a few words, but when he saw this scene, his face turned green.
"Could this be... the Bone Giant Hand?"
Master Yang was so shocked that he even stood up in surprise.
"What's the matter, master, what is the giant bone hand? Is there any question?" Zhenren Liu looked at him with a little doubt, and seemed a little puzzled in his expression.
Master Yang didn't have time to pay attention to Master Liu's question, he just gasped and murmured.
"Probably not, it's my illusion. This giant bone hand is absolutely impossible for the martial soul of a young man like him to possess..."
While he was talking to himself, his face changed in vain.
"not good!"
"What's wrong?" Zhenren Liu was slightly taken aback.
As a guru-level existence, Guru Yang's perception of the surrounding situation is naturally very profound.
I saw this huge white bone palm suddenly horizontally in mid-air, the sky was full of golden light, a huge Buddha wrapped in an incomparable momentum, the big palm was facing Master Yang and Master Liu on the Taixuan Tiantai, fiercely shot down.
"This..." Liu Zhenren was stunned for a moment, a little speechless. He obviously didn't expect that Ye Zifeng, a bastard, dared to use himself for surgery, he simply didn't take him seriously!
On the other hand, Master Yang didn't have the time to think about it.
If you get out of the way, naturally there is no problem.
However, once he flashed, the entire Taixuan Tiantai might suffer disaster. Maybe it might not be impossible to rebuild after this storm of martial soul awakening.
With his mind set, he finally decided to do it himself.
He saw a Linglong Pagoda protruding from the palm of his hand, stacked on top of each other for a total of eight layers, and began to enlarge continuously.
"go!"
In the space, the sound of explosion exploded like thunder, and the Linglong Tower collided fiercely with the giant bone palm. The phantom of the Buddha suddenly dimmed and gradually disappeared without a trace.
In terms of power, it still can't break through such a magic weapon as the Linglong Pagoda.
After all, this Linglong Pagoda is considered a relatively high-level magic weapon, and the user is a master.
After a while, the giant bone hand gradually retracted and merged into the ghost's body again, as if it had never existed before.
"Ye Zifeng, you actually forced me to take out the Linglong Pagoda, you are so proud! It's just that this giant bone palm, what happened, how did it appear on this young man, it's a bit shocking Surprised." Master Yang frowned deeply, still brooding over what happened just now.
However, after a while, he calmed down, raised his head, and said seriously: "Okay, Master Liu, what are you still doing in a daze, just like before, use the five-color auspicious clouds to send him out."
"Wait, master, I haven't awakened my martial soul yet, and the last time hasn't come yet." Ye Zifeng suddenly forced these words out of his mouth.
"You mean, the ability to use the giant bone palm is not the whole of your martial soul?" Master Yang looked at Ye Zifeng in astonishment and remained motionless in surprise.
The ghost image didn't even change its shape, what kind of awakening is this
Master Liu was also taken aback: "Master, then should I send him away now?"
"this… "
"I beg my master to complete me! Let me continue to complete my awakening here!" Ye Zifeng said respectfully.
"That's all... well, let's wait, anyway, it's not too late for the last half an hour." Master Yang stared at Ye Zifeng, and said slowly.
If Liu Bingqian is considered a professional, Ye Xueyi may be considered a genius, but Ye Zifeng in front of him is an out-and-out genius.
Master Yang's interest in and expectations for him also reached the highest point as time went by.
…
With Guru Yang's approval, Ye Zifeng wiped his space ring and took out a Wind King dagger.
"Oh my god, Ye Zifeng, what do you want to do?" Zhenren Liu was shocked when he saw this, his face froze.
Now on the Taixuan rooftop, there are only three of them in total, and someone among them suddenly took out a dagger, which will naturally make people chill.
"It's nothing, it's just a little blood."
Zhenren Liu was startled: "Whose blood do you want to bleed?"
Seeing his surprised look, Ye Zifeng finally understood what he was thinking, and then smiled slightly.
"Really Liu, don't be too nervous. Don't worry, it's my own blood that was released. Wuhun has just completed the first step of coagulation, and this second step naturally has to recognize the master."
Master Yang was startled when he heard the words, and whispered to himself.
"Could this be the ancient method of soul refining? I just heard about it... But then again, this young man named Ye Zifeng knows this method."
Immediately, Ye Zifeng picked up the end of the Fengwang dagger, and slashed fiercely on his left arm, blood spurting out.
"Ghosting, come here!"
Hearing Ye Zifeng's shout, Ghosting hesitated for a while, but didn't leave immediately.
According to Ye Zifeng's statement, once he recognizes the master, he might be locked up by him for the rest of his life, and if he wants to escape again, he will have to take a huge risk and pay a huge price.
"If you don't come here again, I can only help you review the martial arts skills. For example..."
"you… "
Ye Zifeng had already started to call out the first word on the Wuhun technique.
"hurry up!"
After hearing the words, Ghost Shadow was terrified immediately, and didn't dare to hesitate any more.
"Stop, stop, I'm coming, I'm coming."
Not long after, that ghost flew over with a "swish", cursed, but still obediently sucked Ye Zifeng's blood into his stomach.
A red light glowed, and the phantom's originally empty figure began to gain substance, and a majestic force gathered momentum.
After a while, I saw the giant bone palm that appeared just now appearing from its body again.
"Why are you here again?"
Master Yang's complexion changed slightly, and the Linglong Pagoda in his hand couldn't help but tighten a little bit.
He didn't want his own negligence to cause the Taixuan rooftop to be demolished.
However, at this moment, in terms of size, the giant bone palm in front of him was dozens of times smaller than the one just now.
It was no longer just a pile of skeletons, it began to condense into blood and flesh, and condensed into the shape of an ordinary person's hand at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Moreover, the tendency of this spiritual energy to condense and form is constantly spreading to the surroundings of the ghost image. Starting from this hand, to the body, to the head, to other limbs, after a long time, it gradually turns into a human form.
Ye Zifeng also looked at all this in a daze, before saying for a long time: "Ghosting, you..."