Chapter 1197 Climb to the Eighth Soul Mountain

"Forty-nine days have reached the summit of the Seventh Soul Mountain!! His speed is even faster!!"

"What a monster! This kind of speed can only be surpassed by those who are strong at the half-emperor level. One read..."

"His name will be engraved in the Hall of Thousand Souls for the second time, and he will receive huge benefits!"

"..."

The saints in the hall of all souls looked in the direction of the core area with envy flashing in their eyes.

A large amount of soul dew gushed out from the void and entered Yang Feng's body, nourishing his soul, allowing his soul to evolve and transform.

An insignificant soul aura diffused from Yang Feng's body, gathered together with the incomparably pure soul power, and submerged the name of the holy Yang Feng that day in the Hall of Thousand Souls.

A trace of mysterious connection emerged between the Hall of Thousand Souls and Yang Feng.

A hint of understanding surged in Yang Feng's heart: "So that's the case, this is the biggest benefit of leaving a name in the Hall of Thousand Souls. As long as there is this bit of soul breath, even if you fall in the future, you can still rely on a little bit in the Hall of Myriad Souls." The eternal breath is reborn. The Nine-eyed Phantom Demon Emperor should rely on the name in the Hall of Thousand Souls to attempt to be reborn. The methods of the Eternal are really unpredictable and powerful."

A rainbow bridge suddenly appeared at Yang Feng's feet, carrying Yang Feng to the foot of the eighth soul mountain.

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the mysterious beauty of the Seventh Soul Mountain, the beauty of the Great Sage, and she fixed her eyes on Yang Feng's figure: "He is going to the eighth Soul Mountain!! That one is only half Only the emperor and the strong can reach the peak of the eighth soul mountain!!"

"The eighth soul mountain! In the legend of this soul mountain, except for the half-emperor powerhouse, only those peerless monsters with the posture of emperors can reach the peak in the realm of the great saint."

"Back then, the eight great warlock emperors of the human race were all amazingly talented and invincible for an era. They all challenged the eighth soul mountain after they were promoted to the great saint. It is too reckless for the heavenly saint to go to challenge in the realm of the saint. !"

"..."

The minds of the Great Saints on the Nine Great Soul Mountains were full of strange thoughts.

Yang Feng adjusted under the Eighth Soul Mountain for a day, and then went directly to the Eighth Soul Mountain.

As soon as Yang Feng stepped into the Eighth Soul Mountain, a spirit monster with a height of ten meters, one eye, and a strange spell engraved all over his body, exuding the terrifying aura of the peak of the Great Sage suddenly appeared, holding a giant fork and directly facing Yang Feng. To stab.

A round of devouring black holes suddenly emerged, rolled directly towards the soul monster, and directly rolled the soul monster into it. ?Read a book?????·?????·

"not good!!"

Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and his figure retreated violently.

A huge black fork pierced through the devouring black hole, and stabbed directly at Yang Feng.

A torrent of time suddenly emerged, rolling towards the giant black fork.

Countless curse marks shone on the giant black fork, and the torrent of time was shattered with one blow, and it stabbed directly towards Yang Feng unabated.

Countless incomparable incantation marks appeared on Yang Feng's body. With one punch, the four visions of falling stars, space portal, devouring black hole, and torrent of time emerged, and the blow hit the giant black fork.

Under the crushing of the four visions formed by the condensation of the four profound meanings, the giant black fork was directly smashed to pieces.

Yang Feng's right hand was also directly pierced through a big hole. Drops of blood flowed out of the big hole, which could not heal, and his soul suffered a slight injury.

"It's amazing!! This is the soul monster on the eighth soul mountain, it's really scary! If I hadn't made great progress before, this blow would have been directly hit hard!"

Yang Feng looked at the Great Sage-level soul monster, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes, his figure swayed, and he took the initiative to meet that soul monster.

The river of time, the falling stars, the space portal, and the devouring black hole, the quadruple visions continue to emerge. Yang Feng used all the secret techniques he had learned to fight the soul monster to the death.

Three days later, the devouring black hole rolled up and swallowed the dilapidated soul monster in it,

Madly devouring the power of the soul monster.

Standing under the devouring black hole, Yang Feng was covered in scars and pierced in many places. Drops of holy blood dripped down the Eighth Soul Mountain.

"Is this the end?"

"Those soul monsters are terrifying monsters that can suppress and kill the peak of the Great Sage. The injuries caused by them can only be compensated by soul power."

"The eighth soul mountain is not bad, this should be his limit!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, the Great Saints breathed a sigh of relief. Although they have admitted that Yang Feng's talent and potential are far superior to theirs, they still don't want to see Yang Feng climb to the top of the Eighth Soul Mountain and create another miracle. That will hit our self-confidence and pride even more.

Yang Feng stood quietly on the spot, one by one curse marks emerged, and from the [Kunmodu Stone], a huge and pure soul power poured into his body.

After Yang Feng's already nearly exhausted soul absorbed the huge and pure soul power, it became even stronger.

The incomparably huge soul power rolled around Yang Feng's body, and wherever it passed, it repaired all the injuries caused by the soul monster.

"Fortunately, mine has swallowed the entire sea of ​​souls, otherwise, I will only be able to climb to the top of the eighth soul mountain after I am promoted to the great sage in the future."

A look of rejoicing flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he continued to walk towards the peak of the Eighth Soul Mountain.

"He moved!!"

"He actually continued to climb forward. Is his soul power endless?"

"..."

When those great saints saw Yang Feng walking towards the top of the Eighth Soul Mountain, shock flashed in everyone's eyes.

With the help of the almost endless soul power in the [Kunmo Capital Stone], Yang Feng kept fighting with the ghosts that appeared day and night. Every time he devours a soul monster, he will have a little more understanding of the mystery of the soul, and the soul of the whole person will take a small step forward.

Three years later, on the top of the Eighth Soul Mountain.

Yang Feng stepped on the top of the Eighth Soul Mountain.

The void split open, and the huge soul dew poured down like an ocean.

"It took Tiansheng three years, one month and seven days to climb to the top of the eighth soul mountain! The first in all ages!"

The Hall of Thousand Souls reappeared, and a terrifying idea of ​​immortality reverberated in this area.

Under the nourishment of countless soul dew and soul power, the eight soul seals in Yang Feng's soul sea were slowly constructed.

In the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, Yang Feng's name suddenly became incomparably brighter, moving up continuously, appearing above the names of many emperors.

Yang Feng looked at his name on the Hall of Myriad Souls and thought silently: "A chance to be reborn! If I die now, I can use the Hall of Myriad Souls to be reborn in this universe again. But that doesn't make any sense , Once I fall once, there will be no more opportunities to reach the peak and advance to eternity."

In this era of the end of the universe, the arrogance of heaven is like clouds, and the strong are like rain. Many warlock emperor series powerhouses who dominated an era slowly awakened in the long river of time.

If Yang Feng lost the last time, he didn't reach the peak before those warlock emperors awakened to gain the strength to compete with those many warlock emperors. Then he will never have another chance to reach the peak and advance to eternity.

"Eighth Soul Mountain! He even boarded it!"

"It's amazing!!"

"Tiansheng is really amazing!!"

"..."

There was a trace of envy and jealousy in the eyes of the great saints on the nine soul mountains.

Great Sage Boyuan let out a long breath, and said slowly: "Amazing!! Tiansheng is really amazing! Do you think he will climb Ninth Soul Mountain?"

A complex look flashed in the eyes of the Great Sage Demon War and he sighed faintly: "Of course!! However, he is doomed to fail! Ninth Soul Mountain, it is a strong soul that must reach the ninth level of soul aptitude. Only those who are able to climb up. Other than that, only those emperors and the strongest semi-emperors can open up a path with absolute power to reach the top."

Great Sage Bo Yuan chuckled and said, "You really are not willing to be his subordinate."

The Great Sage of Demon Warfare said indifferently: "If you can't create miracles, how can you become the master of my Great Sage Demon Warfare?"

Great Sage Boyuan chuckled and said: "That's right!! A saint wants to be our lord. Naturally, he has to be astonishing forever and create all kinds of miracles that even the emperor can't do. But the potential of the sage is deep Unfathomable, I will never be his enemy in the future. Even if you die at his hands, I will not avenge you."

The Great Sage of Demon Warfare said indifferently: "Naturally, it is impossible for me to be an enemy of him. If he can reach the peak and become an emperor in the future, I will naturally join him and work for him."

On top of the Nine Great Soul Mountains, strange thoughts arose in the hearts of many great saints who were full of hostility towards the human race. Before Yang Feng was defeated by the rest of the Tianjiao, none of them had the courage to fight against Yang Feng.

A rainbow bridge leading to the Ninth Soul Mountain appeared directly. Yang Feng stepped on the rainbow bridge and flew directly towards the Ninth Soul Mountain.

After spending a day at the foot of the Ninth Soul Mountain, Yang Feng stepped into the Ninth Soul Mountain.

As soon as Yang Feng entered the Ninth Soul Mountain, an incomparably huge, terrifying force that seemed to be able to suppress everything crushed his soul.

Under the crushing force of that terrifying force, Yang Feng's soul was directly wounded, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out of the Ninth Soul Mountain, and fell at the foot of the mountain.

"Failed!!"

"Even Tiansheng failed!!"

"Sure enough, no matter how powerful Tiansheng is, it is impossible to climb to the top of the Ninth Soul Mountain in the realm of saints."

"..."

From among the Nine Great Soul Mountains came the thoughts of those great saints who were full of luck and gloat. It is an unprecedented miracle for Yang Feng to reach the summit of the Eighth Soul Mountain as a saint. If Yang Feng could climb to the top of the Ninth Soul Mountain with the strength of a saint, it would be heaven-defying, surpassing any emperor known in this universe so far. Only those eternal beings who are invincible in the legend and have unimaginable power can surpass the miracle created by Yang Feng.