Chapter 57

Although Soul Refinement is strong, not everyone can practice it, at least not for those who are not mentally strong.

Cultivation is not easy. At this moment, Ye Feng has just stepped into cultivation, and he still 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 whole process of cultivation, Ye Feng never struggled. Keep gritting your teeth and persevering.

The day passed in a hurry, and Ye Feng withdrew from his practice. At this moment, the muscle tissue in his body has completely changed, becoming full and powerful.

The body surface is bronze, and the muscle curves are perfect, not as tender and thin as before.

The place injured by the Giant Ape Iron Fist even recovered by itself.

"This Soul Refinement is really powerful."

Ye Feng took a deep breath, looked at his perfect body that had transformed, and sighed, only to feel that his body was full of power.

A moment later, the giant ape descended again, his huge eyes staring at Ye Feng, and a faint surprise flashed away.

"The second stage of Soul Refinement, not bad!"

It was rare for the giant ape to praise Ye Feng. Before, the immortal old man was kicking him with his iron fist while spraying some nasty trash talk at Ye Feng. It made Ye Feng feel the urge to scold his mother.

"This time, how do you want to torture me?"

Ye Feng asked.

"Nature is still fighting!"

The black-haired face of the giant ape leaked out a smirk, the body became smaller, and the iron fist slammed out, unceremoniously.

"This perverted old man is immortal, I don't know when he will kick me!"

Ye Feng complained for himself in his heart, however, he also had to do his best to avoid the attack of the giant ape, and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Ye Feng clearly felt the difference after avoiding the giant ape's punch. Compared with yesterday, the immortality actually increased the power of his boxing.

I thought I would be able to resist Ye Feng, but I cared about being ruthlessly kicked by the Giant Ape Iron Fist. The body was still injured a lot, but it was much better than the day before, and the tempering effect of Soul Refinement Jue began to show.

"In one day, I will complete the third stage of Soul Refinement Jue. If I fail, I will die!"

Not surprisingly, after leaving a voice, the giant ape's body disappeared again, causing Ye Feng to greet the eighteenth generation of the giant ape's ancestors in his heart, then sat cross-legged and began to practice.

Time flies. Outside, in front of the statue, some people have withdrawn from their feelings, but Ye Feng is still suffering from inhuman torture in this virtual space.

Six days passed in a hurry, Ye Feng endured the iron fist Cuju that the giant ape had to endure differently every day, and lived a life that was worse than death.

However, it was during such hellish tempering that Ye Feng forcibly cultivated Soul Refining Jue to the eighth level, the Soul Refining Realm.

During 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 kilograms of power with a single punch, which can easily destroy the defense of the same martial cultivator and defeat the opponent.

The physical defense is equally terrifying. Without any defensive armor or defensive martial skills, the physical body alone can withstand the martial arts of the same realm, just like a copper skin and an iron bone.

At this moment, Ye Feng was sitting cross-legged. He had just been kicked by the stronger iron fist of the old undead giant ape, but his body was not so obviously injured. Even, Ye Feng could continuously take over the giant with his body without dodging or evading. Ape's ten iron fists and the body does not move.

This is an earth-shaking change from what he was seven days ago.

Before leaving, the giant ape gave Ye Feng another day to enter the last realm of Soul Refining Jue, Soul Refining Realm.

"One day, still one day, does this immortal guy think I'm a fairy?"

Ye Feng complained unwillingly, and then he sat cross-legged, his spiritual consciousness was greatly released, and he used Yuan force to merge with the soul force in his mind to temper his soul.

Different from tempering the physical body before, tempering the soul is a mental act. Therefore, Ye Feng needs to be extra careful in every link. If there is a mistake, the soul will be damaged, and even if he does not die, he is likely to become an idiot.

"Huh, huh..."

The whirring sound came out of Ye Feng's body, and the temperature of the body surface gradually increased. Divine consciousness seems to have turned into a spiritual flame, trying to calcine his soul.

Soul refining is the evolution of the realm of soul refining. Therefore, soul refining requires stronger control of consciousness than soul refining.

Ye Feng controlled it carefully and did not dare to be negligent at all. With the intensification of the burning of the soul by the spiritual flame, 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 calcination on his soul not only caused him pain from the physical body, but also caused great damage to his mind, which made him deeply feel his own humbleness.

Burning the soul, it seems that the soul is about to be stripped away, the feeling is indescribable in words. It made Ye Feng feel that his mind was about to collapse.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and insisted, the fire of spirit bloomed stronger and more powerful, violently calcined the soul, in Ye Feng's body, the flames rose up, and the temperature in the space suddenly rose.

The spiritual fire seemed to penetrate from Ye Feng's body, burning the void and making a crackling sound.

Under such calcination, Ye Feng did not believe that he could not break through the bondage and cultivate Soul Refining Jue to the realm of Soul Refining.

Outside, six days have passed, and at the top of Tianxuan Peak, where the eight statues are located, everyone has long since withdrawn from their own perceptions.

Only Ye Feng was left immersed in it. At this moment, Ye Feng was surrounded by strange light, as if there were runes surging on his body, which was very mysterious.

The eight statues are still standing there, and the power of heaven and earth is extremely strong. When the eyes of several people looked at the statue that they had learned before, their faces were different.

Chen Aotian, Shangguan Hong, Qin Yanran, and Zhou Mubai were still unsure. It's like getting the desired insight in the statue.

And air-dried, there is a hint of terror in the depths of the pupils of the two people of Tianyu Shengjiao. I don't know what they experienced in their perception.

Liu Yunjie was the first to walk out of his comprehension. At this moment, he sat cross-legged and started to practice.

"I waited for the feeling to be over, why haven't I been led out of here?"

The air-dried eyes are sharp, and he has long been impatient at this peak for several days.

"Should have to wait for the trash to be taken away together!"

Heavenly Desire Saint Sect Saint Son Dao, from time to time looking at Ye Feng who is still immersed in insight, his eyes flicker with coldness.

"The trash is trash for so many days, and there is no movement yet. I don't think he is afraid that we will do something to him and then pretend it!"

Air-drying sarcastically said that in the previous perception, air-drying only lasted for less than a day, and he was forced to withdraw from it. At this time, thinking of the terrible experience of that day, air-drying is still fresh in his memory, and cold sweat oozes out of his forehead. .

If he was given a chance to choose, he would rather not feel it than experience that terrifying thing. It was so terrifying, it was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"It's possible, otherwise, with the talent of that waste, I'm not qualified to feel in front of the statue at all."

The Holy Son of Heavenly Desire nodded and said that he actually stepped in front of Ye Feng, and a cold light shot out from his bewitching pupils.

"Wake up!"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Desire roared loudly, and the sound wave swept the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying sound wave seemed to be transformed into an invisible sound wave oscillating in the space.

It made everyone's eardrums go numb, and they seemed to be deaf in a short time.

Ye Feng, who was closest to him, was naturally the most affected. He saw Ye Feng trembling slightly, his brows slightly wrinkled, and the light curtain surrounding his body fluctuated and became unstable.

In the virtual space of his mind, Ye Feng knew that someone outside was interfering with him. However, at this moment, he was at the critical moment of calcining his soul, and he couldn't do anything about it.

"Even if you keep pretending, there's only one way to go. It's better to wake up now and bear my anger."

Outside, the Holy Son of Heavenly Desire continued speaking, his voice getting louder and more penetrating.

"Don't you think it's shameful to make trouble when others realize it?"

Qin Yanran stepped forward, her beautiful eyes were cold, and she said.

"When is it my turn to be a woman dictating my business?"

The pupils of the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desire Sect are strange, and the eyes that look at Qin Yanran are flickering. Qin Yanran, such a beautiful woman, naturally had evil thoughts in her heart.

"You protect him like this, don't you think that you have already done stubborn things before?"

The Holy Son of Heavenly Desire continued to sneer, his words frivolous.

"shameless!"

Qin Yanran's eyes became colder, and her aura bloomed, as if there was a vermilion bird's might lingering around her body.

"What? Did I say it wrong?"

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Desire Sect said with a wicked smile, his bewitching eyes swept across Qin Yanran's hot body.

"Or if I kill him now, how about you serve me from now on?"

There were bursts of lewd light on the monstrous face of the Holy Son of Heavenly Desire, said.

"Thief, I want you to pay for what you said!"

Qin Yanran was completely irritated, and Zhu Que's palm print slapped it towards the Holy Son of the Heavenly Desire Sect, with terrifying power.

After some insight in front of the statue of Suzaku, Qin Yanran's strength has changed, and the strength of Suzaku around her body has become stronger, and she has faintly touched the threshold of condensed energy.

Tianyu Shengjiao's holy child's eyes narrowed, but Qin Yanran didn't expect Qin Yanran's action to be so decisive, and raised her hand to attack and resist.

The realm of the two is similar, and they both belong to the powerful people of the Tianxuanwu Palace. However, Qin Yanran had obtained a set of good inheritance exercises in front of the Suzaku statue before, and her strength had improved a lot.

Therefore, under the confrontation between the two this time, Qin Yanran quietly gained the upper hand. This changed the gaze of the Holy Son of Heavenly Desire, and his face instantly turned ugly.

"Take your life!"

Qin Yanran let out a coquettish cry, still unrelenting, and the fierce attack slapped out again. The strength of the Vermillion Bird was incomparably powerful, and it did not give the Holy Son of Heavenly Desire a chance to breathe.

The Holy Son of Heavenly Desire sent out an attack and resistance, and the two attacks collided again. This time, the body of the Holy Son of Heavenly Desire was shocked by Qin Yanran.

Qin Yanran issued three palm prints at the same time, and the attack power was terrifying and fierce.

The Holy Son of Heavenly Desire Sect looked ugly, facing Qin Yanran's violent attack, he was retreating.

Qin Yanran's hands were condensed and inspired, and it seemed to condense into a vermilion bird figure in the void, with endless majesty.

Heavenly Desire Saint Sect's holy son's eyes narrowed, and the forced footsteps retreated. There is a faint trend of defeat.

It made the rest of the people look sharp, and they were a little shocked by Qin Yanran's strength.

In Ye Feng's mind, the spiritual fire in the meditation space is finally coming to an end. Ye Feng kept his mind and did not dare to relax.

With the last wave of calcination of the soul by the fire of the spirit, Ye Feng reached the ninth level of soul refining, and the soul refining realm was achieved!