Chapter 57: Refining the soul

Although Refining Soul is strong, it is not something that everyone can practice. At least those who are not strong will not. After practicing, it is easy to backfire and harm others and themselves.
　　Cultivation is not easy. At this moment, Ye Feng has just stepped into cultivation, and he has a long way to go in the future.
　　 In this cruel environment, Ye Feng's muscle tissue was constantly tempered and changed. During the entire training process, Ye Feng never struggled. Always clenched his teeth and persisted, holding on to his mind.
　　 One day passed in a hurry, and Ye Feng withdrew from the practice. At this moment, the muscle tissue in his body has completely changed, becoming full and powerful.
　　 The body surface has a bronze color, and the muscle curve is perfect. It is not as tender and thin as before.
　　 The place that was injured by the giant ape iron fist also recovered on its own.
　　 "This refining soul is definitely powerful."
　　 Ye Feng took a deep breath, looked at his perfectly transformed body, sighed, and only felt that his body was full of power.
　　 After a while, the great ape came again, his huge eyes staring at Ye Feng, and a faint surprise flashed away.
　　 "The second level of Lianpo Jue, not bad!"
　　The giant ape gave Ye Feng a rare compliment. Before, the old immortal was kicking him with an iron fist while spraying some terrible trash talk at Ye Feng. Ye Feng had the urge to scold his mother.
　　 "This time, how do you want to torture me?"
　　 Ye Feng asked.
　　 "Naturally still fight!"
　　 A grin leaked out of the giant ape's face covered with black hair, his body became smaller, and his iron fist blasted out, unceremoniously.
　　 "This perverted old immortal, I don't know when I want to Cuju!"
　　 Ye Feng cried out injustice for himself, however, he also had to avoid the attack of the great ape with all his strength, and did not dare to be negligent.
　　 After avoiding the punch of the giant ape, Ye Feng clearly felt the difference. Compared with yesterday, this old immortal actually increased the power of the punch.
　　 I thought I could resist Ye Feng, but cared about the ruthless Cuju being beaten by the giant ape's iron fist. There were still a lot of injuries on his body, but it was much better than the day before, and the tempering effect of Lian Pojue began to show.
　　 "In a day's time, the third stage of Lianpojue will be refined, unsuccessful, death!"
　　 No surprise, after leaving a voice, the body of the giant ape disappeared again, causing Ye Feng to greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of the giant ape in his heart, then sat cross-legged and began to practice.
　　 Time flies, the outside world, in front of the statue, some people have withdrawn from their sentiments, but Ye Feng still suffers from non-human torture in this virtual space.
　　 After six days hurried away, Ye Feng suffered from the iron fist and kickball that the giant ape had endured every day, and lived a life that is worse than death.
　　 However, it was in this hellish tempering that Ye Feng forcibly cultivated Lianpojue to the eighth level, the realm of soul refining.
　　 In the six days of continuous tempering and beating, Ye Feng also tempered his physical strength to an astonishing level.
　　 Today, he has tens of thousands of catties with a punch, which can easily destroy the defense of the same realm Wuxiu and defeat the opponent.
　　 The physical defense is equally terrifying. Without the help of any defensive armor or defensive martial skills, the physical body alone can withstand the martial arts of the same realm, just like a bronze skin and iron bone.
At this moment, Ye Feng is sitting cross-legged. He has just received a stronger iron fist kick kicked by the old undead giant ape, but his body is not so obvious. Even Ye Feng can continuously take the giant body with his body without evading. The ape's ten iron fists did not move.
　　 This is a radical change from him seven days ago.
　　 Before leaving, the giant ape gave Ye Feng another day to make him hit the last realm of Lianpojue, the Lianpojue.
　　 "One day, still another day, does this old immortal guy treat me as a god?"
　　 Ye Feng grumbled unwillingly, and then he sat cross-legged, his spiritual consciousness expansive, and he used his vitality to merge with the soul power in his mind to temper his soul.
　　 Different from tempering the body before, tempering the soul is a mental act. Therefore, Ye Feng needs to be extra careful in every step. If there is a mistake, the soul is damaged, even if he does not die, he may become an idiot.
　　 "Huh, huh..."
　　 Huhu sound came from Ye Feng's body, and the temperature on the surface of his body gradually increased. Divine consciousness seemed to turn into a spiritual flame, trying to burn his soul.
　　 Soul refining is the evolution of the realm of refining soul, therefore, refining soul has stronger requirements for divine consciousness control than soul refining.
　　 Ye Feng controlled carefully, not daring to be negligent. As the spiritual flame intensified the burning of the soul, the pain from the depths of the soul appeared, and it was still increasing at a terrifying speed.
　　 Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and his complexion was slightly pale. This kind of soul calcination not only gave him the incomparable pain from the physical body, but also caused extremely strong damage to his mind, making him deeply feel his humbleness.
　　 Burning the soul, as if the soul is about to be stripped away, the feeling is beyond words. Ye Feng felt that his mind was about to collapse.
　　 Ye Feng clenched his teeth and persisted, the spiritual fire bloomed more powerfully, fiercely burning the soul, and the flames rose up all over Ye Feng's body, and the temperature in the space rose suddenly.
　　 Taoist spiritual fire seemed to seep out from Ye Feng's body, burning the void, making a crackling noise.
　　 Under such calcination, Ye Feng did not believe that he could not break through the shackles, and cultivated Lianpojue to the realm of Lianpojue.
　　Outside the world, six days have passed. At the top of the Sky Profound Peak, where the eight statues are located, everyone has already withdrawn from their perceptions.
　　 Only Ye Feng is still immersed in it. At this moment, Ye Feng is surrounded by strange light, as if there are many runes surging on his body, it is very mysterious.
　　 Eight statues still stand there, the power of heaven and earth is extremely strong. When several people looked at the statue they had previously felt, their faces were different.
　　 Chen Aotian, Shangguanhong, Qin Yanran, and Zhou Mubai still have some ideas. It is like getting the desired comprehension in the statue.
　　 While it dries, there is a hint of horror in the pupils of the two goddess of heavenly desires. I don't know what they experienced in their sentiment.
　　 Liu Yunjie was the first to walk out of his sentiment. At this moment, he sat cross-legged on the spot and started practicing.
　　 "I waited for the sentiment to end long ago, why haven't I been taken away from here?"
　　The dry eyes were sharp, and he had been impatient for several days at the summit.
　　 "Should have to wait for the waste to be taken away together!"
　　 Tianyu Shengjiao Shengzidao, from time to time looking at Ye Feng, who was still immersed in sentiment, his eyes flashed with cold light.
　　 "Waste has been waste for so many days, and there has been no movement. I don't think he is afraid that we will act on him and then pretend it!"
Air-drying ironically said that in the previous feelings, air-drying only lasted less than a day, and he was forced to withdraw from it. At this time, thinking of the terrible experience of that day, the air-drying was still fresh in my memory, and the forehead could not help but ooze cold sweat. .
　　 If he was giving him a chance to choose, he would rather not realize it than experience that terrible thing. It was terrible, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.
　　 "It is possible, otherwise, with that wasteful talent, it is not qualified to feel in front of the statue."
　　The Holy Child of Heavenly Desire Nodded, saying that he actually stepped to Ye Feng, a cold light shot from the eyes of the monster.
　　 "Wake up!"
　　 Heavenly Desire Sacred Cult Shengzi roared, and the sound wave swept the world by himself, and the terrifying sound wave seemed to be transformed into an invisible sound wave oscillating in the space.
　　 made everyone's eardrums numb, and it seemed to be deaf for a short time.
　　 The nearest Ye Feng was naturally the most affected. Ye Feng's body trembled slightly, his brows wrinkled slightly, and the light curtain around him fluctuated and became unstable.
　　 In the virtual space in his mind, Ye Feng knew that someone was interfering with him. However, at this moment, he was at a critical moment of calcining his soul. There was nothing he could do about it, and he could only try to stabilize himself.
　　 "Even if you try to pretend, there is only a dead end. It's better to wake up now and bear my anger."
　　 Outside, the Saint Child of Heavenly Desire continued to speak, his voice getting higher and higher, very penetrating.
　　 "Do you feel shameless to make trouble when others feel it?"
　　 Qin Yanran stepped forward and said with cold beautiful eyes.
　　 "When is it your turn to be a woman in my business?"
The pupils of the Saint Child of the Heavenly Desire Sacred Cult have weird eyes, and the eyes that look towards Qin Yanran flashed with evil light. Qin Yanran, such beauties, naturally had evil thoughts.
　　 "You are protecting him like this, don't you have done what you did before and failed?"
　　 Tianyu Shengjiao Shengzi continued to sneer and said frivolously.
"shameless!"
　　 Qin Yanran's eyes were getting colder, and her breath bloomed, as if there was a Suzaku's might lingering around her.
　　 "What? Did I say something wrong?"
　　 Heavenly Desire Sacred Sacred Child said with a wicked smile, and the monster eyes scanned Qin Yanran's fiery body unscrupulously.
　　 "How about I kill him now and you serve me from now on?"
　　The devilish face of the Saint Child of Heavenly Desire Sacred Church showed lustful light, said.
　　 "Thief, I will make you pay for what you have said!"
　　 Qin Yanran was completely irritated, and the Suzaku's palm prints patted the Saint Child of Heavenly Desire with terrifying power.
　　 After some insights in front of the Suzaku statue, Qin Yanran's strength has undergone transformation~EbookFREE.me~ The power of the Suzaku all over her body has become more powerful, and she touched the threshold of the condensed aura.
　　The gaze of the Saint Child of Heavenly Desire Sacred Cult was condensed, and she did not expect that Qin Yanran would be so decisive when she shot, raising her hand to attack and resist.
　　 The realms of the two are equal, and they belong to the stronger people of the Heavenly Xuanwu Palace. But Qin Yanran had previously obtained a good set of inheritance techniques in front of the Suzaku statue, and her strength had improved greatly.
　　 Therefore, Qin Yanran quietly gained the upper hand when the two confronted each other this time. This caused the Saint Child of Tianyu Shengjiao to change his eyes, and his face instantly became unsightly.
　　 "Take your life!"
　　 Qin Yanran yelled, still reluctant, and the fierce attack came out again. The strength of the Vermillion Bird was extremely strong, and it did not give the Saint Child of Heavenly Desire a chance to breathe.
　　 The Saint Child of Heavenly Desire Sacred Cult issued an offensive resistance, and the two attacks collided again. This time, the body of the Saint Child of Heavenly Desire Saint Cult was shocked by Qin Yanran.
　　 "Boom boom boom!"
　　 Qin Yanran sent out three palm prints, with terrifying attack power and extremely fierce.
　　 Tianyu Shengjiao Shengzi looked ugly, facing such a violent attack from Qin Yanran, his steps were retreating.
"kill!"
　　 Qin Yanran condensed her hands and impressed, and the void seemed to condense into a figure of a Suzaku, possessing endless majesty.
　　 Tianyu Shengjiao Shengzi's eyes condensed, and the persecuted footsteps retreated. There is a faint tendency to lose out.
　　 made the rest of the people's eyes sharp and shocked at Qin Yanran's strength.
　　 In Ye Feng's mind, the burning soul of the spiritual fire in the meditation space is finally coming to an end. Ye Feng stayed true to his mind and did not dare to relax.
　　 "Huh!"
　　 Accompanied by the last wave of calcination of the soul by the fire of spirit, Ye Feng's soul refining is the ninth stage, and the soul refining is completed!