Chapter 703: Ancestral Spirit Refining

With just a mere palm of the hand, the patriarch of the dignified Qilin clan was severely injured, and the other four great beasts could not stop it. Such strength is simply appalling.
However, the five old guys still looked at Qiu Xiaotian firmly, and did not take a step back: As long as there are five of us today, you can never expect to get the power of the ancestral spirit of my five races. You do not deserve! "
I do not deserve? Do those little guys deserve it? Look at them, they almost can't hold it! "
With a sneer, Qiu Xiaotian looked at Feng Yu and the others in the five rays of light, and saw that all of them were flushed red, and some of them were nourishing blood outward, but they still clenched their teeth.
The five Qinggangs turned their heads and forgot to glance at them, and their faces were also solemn.
At this time, Qiu Xiaotian continued to ridicule: the patriarchs of the five clans, at least after two to three thousand years of cultivation, are able to accept this ancestral spirit inheritance. These five little things in your family have only been doing things for a thousand years, can they stop this ancestor's spirit? Five patriarchs, you don’t want it, it doesn’t matter if you harm your children and grandchildren, but don’t waste this good thing, hahaha! "
Silent, none of the five people spoke, but they kept staring at that Qiu Xiaotian.
At the same time, after Yang Feng had been the little grandfather of the Golden Winged Dapeng for half a month, he was also fighting side by side with the monsters and the mysterious masters at this moment.
However, he didn't fight seriously, and he didn't dare to use his full strength, just to see how much power that Golden Wing Roc could use, he could use as much power, not too strong than that buddy.
Otherwise, don’t you just wear it?
Suddenly, a shout rang out: Brother, what are you wasting time doing here? There are good things, why don't you grab them? "
good stuff? what? "
Yang Feng knew that this was the voice of Old Ancestor Saint, so he asked.
Hey, among the five rays of light, it is the spirit of the ancestors of the five races in the sky, the supreme spiritual power descended, which can refine the body and cut the marrow. You have now absorbed the energy of the earth-level gold element, and body refining has reached a bottleneck. The general metal ore can never be improved much. But the power of this ancestral spirit is different. It is endless energy instillation, which makes your physical body stronger and stronger. What a good opportunity, why don't you hurry up? "
Oh? Does that light work for me too? Why didn't you say it earlier? I thought it was only useful for monsters. "
As soon as his eyes lit up, Yang Feng suddenly spread his wings and plunged into the crimson light without saying a word.
Here is the blessing place of Suzaku ancestor spirit.
Girl Feng Yu, at first glance, you are incapable of making up, let me do it!
Feng Yu was blushing and trying to persevere, but suddenly saw a figure flying by, and immediately pressed her under him, riding on her, blocking the crimson light with the power of thunder.
Who? what are you doing? "
It's me. I think you have worked too hard, so I'm here to help you share a little bit! "As soon as his body sank, Yang Feng also felt that his back was suddenly pressed against a large mountain, gurgling spiritual power rushed into his body, as if a sea of ​​water poured out of his body, and his whole body was about to explode.
But he knew it was good for him, so he gritted his teeth and insisted, not forgetting to sell Feng Yu a good one: I'm afraid you will be injured, and I'm worried about your safety. If you must bear this pain, I will be with you! "
you……
The heart shook, and Feng Yu suddenly felt light. He looked back at the flushed Yang Feng, his face was startled, and there seemed to be some warm current flowing through his heart.
Seeing this, the patriarch Qinggang shouted angrily: Golden Winged Dapeng, what are you doing in there? You can't stand it! "
Yes, even this purebred beast can't stand it without a cultivation base, let alone you are a golden-winged roc of miscellaneous blood, you can't help it, hum! "
Looking down on all this, Qiu Xiaotian also smiled contemptuously, not caring, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore.
Dididi...
Yang Feng gritted his teeth in the red glow and called up the attribute panel, watching the attack power, defense power, blood recovery speed and blood volume of his fighter trumpet continue to improve, and his mouth was almost grinning. Back of the head.
But soon, Yang Feng felt that his body could not stand the energy instillation and collapsed.
The saint ancestor seemed to realize this, and hurriedly said: Upgrade when you can't stand it! "
it is good! "
Determined to nod his head, Yang Feng immediately pointed a little and immediately upgraded.
Originally, he was a warlord at the initial stage of the first-tier cultivation level. After upgrading, he immediately became a warlord at the mid-tier. However, as Yang Feng's basic attributes increased by one level, he was able to persist in that energy infusion Up.
When he can't hold on, he can hold on for a long time after he is promoted to another level.
In this way, under the repeated cycles, his physical fitness is multiplying with the intensity of geometric progression. The big bird, who had been crushed by the powerful brilliance, gradually straightened his waist.
Seeing all this, Qiu Xiaotian's eyes flicked unconsciously, and he said in disbelief: Impossible, this Golden Winged Roc actually stood up? "
How could this happen? He is not a purebred beast bloodline, he can actually..."
The five patriarchs also trembled their eyelids slightly and murmured.
puff!
But suddenly, at the moment when Yang Feng really straightened his waist, a hot flame suddenly ignited behind him, turning into a huge phoenix fire shadow, going straight for nine days, and slammed into the black hole, just about to hit the black hole. It became nothingness, and the red ancestral light immediately disappeared without a trace.
At this point, the inheritance of the ancestral spirits of the Phoenix line ended, Yang Feng reflected a pattern of a fire phoenix behind him, and a special skill suddenly appeared on his skill board.
Phoenix clan secret skills, Feng Yu Tianxiang!
Impossible, a Dapeng actually completed the ancestral spirit inheritance of the Phoenix line? "
The pupils of his eyes couldn't stop suddenly, Qiu Xiaotian screamed, the five patriarchs were also dumbfounded, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
Only Yang Feng felt the substantial increase in his body at this moment, and a wicked smile crossed his mouth.
It turns out that the power of the ancestor spirit can not only enhance the physical fitness, but also grant the skills of the beasts.
Hey, great value!
As soon as his eyes lit up, Yang Feng said nothing, under Feng Yu's stunned gaze, one jumped up and flew towards the other beams of light.
Brothers, you can't hold it anymore, if you can't hold it, don't hold it hard, I'll help you! "
puff!
With that said, Yang Feng had already flown into the Xuanwu beam of light again, and suddenly rode on the little fat man's neck, helping him to block the ancestral spirit filling above his head.
The little fat man felt lighter. He looked up and saw that it was Yang Feng. He was surprised and said: Hey, aren't you one of the three who went on a blind date with Feng Yu? What are you doing, riding on my head? "
I'm afraid you won't be able to withstand this power, and help you with it, do you feel much more relaxed now? The skin became red again, and Yang Feng gritted his teeth.
The little fat man rolled his eyes, smiled and nodded: Yes, it is indeed much easier than before, thank you, you are so interesting! "
No thanks, I should do it! "
The corner of his mouth grinned, Yang Feng got cheap and still behaved, but he was so angry that the Xuanwu patriarch jumped and cursed: idiot, that Jin Peng is clearly stealing the power of your ancestral spirit, hurry up and get him out. "
Bold Jinpeng, get out of this seat, the power of the ancestral spirit is mine, you have already stolen one from me, don’t want to steal another one! "
That Qiu Xiaotian also yelled at him, and when he shook his body, he rushed towards Yang Feng, but he was still on the road with a cyan giant tail and blocked him again.
Qiu Xiaotian, no one will give you the power of the ancestral spirit today. "
Qinggang old man! "
Click it!
Fists clenched tightly, making a sound of bone explosion, Qiu Xiaotian's eyes were red.
Qing Gang smiled coldly, then looked back at Yang Feng's place, her eyes gleaming.
Although I don’t know how this Dapeng can withstand the power of the ancestral spirit that can only be absorbed by the orthodox blood of the beast, but this power falls into his hands, is stronger than falls into the hands of Qiu Xiaotian...