Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

C335 Swallow Lotus Seed



C335 Swallow Lotus Seed

0The first grade of the Martial Spirit was the Martial Vein grade. Other than the Martial Vein grade, there was something else that was extremely useful for the Martial Spirit.    

    

That was the Soul Injuring Object that was used when Soul Immersion was in the void.    

    

When one reached the seventh or eighth stage of the Innate realm, Martial Cultivator would subconsciously prepare for the Soul Shower, and would usually use all sorts of methods to gather some rare and rare treasures. At this level of Innate Martial Cultivator, it would not be difficult to find a few low-grade Earth Rank materials for Soul Shot, no matter how weak or how lacking the Spiritual Stone were.    

    

However, if there were only low-grade Earth Rank materials, then no matter how many Martial Vein s there were, or how high the grade, the condensed martial spirit would not be of a high or low rank. Those with a good talent would have a middle or high rank, those with a poor talent, or even those with a low level of luck or talent, would fail to form their Void Stage Grandmaster because of the lack of Soul Injecting Items.    

    

With every level difference in Phantom of Martial Soul, one's strength would be overturned by heaven and earth.    

    

Right now, the giant ape that was revealed above Tong Ming's head had obviously reached the level of a top-notch Ranked Ranker, with both strength and defense. Its battle power was extremely strong and its explosive power was extremely shocking. From this, it could be known that the soul imbuing object this person used when he entered the void had definitely reached the Heaven Rank.    

    

"Humph!" "An overconfident fellow …"    

    

Tong Ming laughed coldly, and said with ridicule: "Brat, you only want to fight with me for Innate Third Level, you truly overestimate yourself."    

    

"No no, I didn't think highly of myself, I just... "I look down on you!" Even when facing Tong Ming's high rank martial spirit, Ye Feng was not afraid in the slightest. After saying this, he seized the opportunity and swung his blade.    

    

The powerful technique from the Flame Blade — Ghost Flame Fox Tone.    

    

A few meters large fiery red blade beam appeared in the air, containing a berserk Strength of Artistic Conception's aura.    

    

With this cut, Ye Feng spared no effort, and the sixteen veins in his body revolved to the limit at the same time, almost channeling all of the spirit energy in his body into it, and igniting the Strength of Artistic Conception at the same time.    

    

"Blue Ape Sky!"    

    

Tong Ming's eyes flashed with surprise. He did not expect that the explosive slash of Innate Third Level Martial Cultivator would have such power. After the giant ape roared, it raised both of its arms. Two gigantic arms as thick as water buckets swung upwards, stopping the Disillusionment Blade that was about to fall.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

With a loud bang, Ye Feng's slash which contained all his strength, with a force of approximately two hundred thousand kilograms, along with his Strength of Artistic Conception, was forcefully blocked by his opponent.    

    

However, even though he managed to resist, the immense power still caused Tong Ming's body to sink down suddenly. The fiery red rocks beneath his feet could no longer withstand it and caved in, causing him to retreat a few steps.    

    

"Haha …" Void Stage Grandmaster, was not enough as well. If you want my storage ring, then come and get it if you have the ability. "    

    

Ye Feng observed the battle between Yan Siya and Second Deacon Wei Zhen. Seeing that they were too busy to pay attention to him, her heart was moved.    

    

He had to leave.    

    

The other three people present were all Void Stage Grandmaster, so they should all have protective items on them. Moreover, the main target of Corpse Devil's pursuit would inevitably be his own body, if he did not leave now, how long would he have to wait?    

    

Thus, after a sneer, he leapt several tens of feet away.    

    

"Damn it! You want to run?"    

    

Tong Ming's entire body released a monstrous rage, his roar rolled out from his throat, and he wished that he could tear Ye Feng into ten thousand pieces.    

    

He never thought that his opponent would actually be able to unleash such a terrifying power, and that he would still underestimate this kid who came out alive from the core of his Fire Burying Pit.    

    

As a Deacon of a black market, when had his Void Stage Grandmaster ever suffered such grievances?    

    

The two of them, one in front and one behind, ran towards the outskirts of the Fire Burying Pit.    

    

When Ye Feng used the Ninth Heaven of Roc Body Movement, in addition to the help of the Blood God Armor, he jumped three to four hundred meters in a short period of time. This speed was even faster than the injured Tong Ming's, and very quickly, his figure slowly became smaller and smaller in front of the resentful Tong Ming.    

    

After running for nearly ten minutes, the two of them, one in front and one behind, had already completely left the periphery of the Fire Burying Pit. Only after arriving within the Heavenly Fire Mountain Range did Ye Feng finally stop his footsteps.    

    

I can't keep running.    

    

The Blood God Armor only had a duration of about fifteen minutes. If not for the support of the Blood God Armor, he would definitely be caught by Tong Ming, and at that time, he would be weakened for a period of time due to using the Blood God Armor.    

    

This was one of the reasons.    

    

On the other hand, if the Corpse Devil were to chase them out from the depths of the Fire Burying Pit, they would definitely pass by the place they had previously stayed at, while Yan Siya and Second Deacon Wei Zhen were still fighting. It was impossible for the Corpse Devil to turn a blind eye to the two Void Stage Grandmaster.    

    

Right now, get rid of Tong Ming here, and then return to the Luo'ann City.    

    

Ye Feng had already made his decision.    

    

However, with Tong Ming's strength, with his current cultivation, he was not his match.    

    

With that in mind, determination appeared in Ye Feng's eyes. Perhaps taking advantage of the fact that Tong Ming had yet to catch up to him, he could transform.    

    

He made a prompt decision. He took out an emerald green lotus seed from his storage ring that looked like it was carved out of jade.    

    

The lotus seed was about the size of a fist, and just as Corpse Devil had said, there were nine transparent, light-green lotus seeds arranged in a nine palaces formation. Every lotus seed released a brilliant, precious light, and even though they had not been plucked from the lotus seed, the light aura that they emitted, still caused Ye Feng to feel depressed when he saw the previous Fire Toxin's invasion.    

    

He was relaxed and happy, and his mind was clear and bright.    

    

Ye Feng no longer hesitated and directly pointed his finger. A crystal clear lotus seed that was around the size of a peanut, jumped into his mouth.    

    

The moment the lotus seed entered his mouth, a warm current that could not be considered intense flowed down his throat and into his abdomen. Just as the warmth was flowing into his abdomen, Ye Feng suddenly felt a Berserk Strength raging inside his meridians, as though it was going to tear his body apart.    

    

Ah!    

    

The sudden pain caused Ye Feng to scream miserably.    

    

The aura on his body instantly became weak, and even the Blood God Armor on his body became dim at this moment.    

    

Tens of thousands of years old Extreme Fire Spiritual Lotus, objects of Extreme Grade, the energy contained within them was astonishing, how could they just be like fruits that were casually swallowed?    

    

Within Ye Feng's body, countless of scarlet flames filled the inside of his body, and kept crashing into his dantian. All sixteen meridians turned red in an instant, and inside the flames, it was as if mercury had spilt out of the ground.    

    

This kind of rushing and colliding into Ye Feng's body turned into a huge tearing pain similar to exploding one's body.    

    

His whole body was drenched in cold sweat, and his forehead was beaded with sweat.    

    

After the first scream, Ye Feng did not let it out another. At this moment, he gritted his teeth, trying to maintain an absolute clarity of mind. If he fainted at this moment, then everything would be over.    

    

For his father, for Hua Ling, and to live on in the Yuanwu Continent, Ye Feng had to endure all of the suffering.    

    

He understood this logic better than anyone else.    

    

Thus, no matter how painful, he would not easily give up.    

    


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