Chapter 222: Descendants of the Dragon

"What a tenacious boy." There was a point of appreciation in Xiang Yu's eyes.

Although his and Lin Feng's personalities are very different, there are still some things in Lin Feng's heart, and he is still very satisfied.

Perseverance, unyielding, strong heart of challenge!

"Although the aptitude of the flame is indeed poor."

"But Lei Dian's aptitude is not bad, at least much stronger than Xiang Wuhen's. If Xiang Wuhen had half his strength back then, I wouldn't be suppressed here. It's a pity..."

"He is not a descendant of my Xiang family."

Xiang Yu is not a soft-hearted person.

He and Lin Feng just met by chance, giving Lin Feng a good chance.

"Unlucky for you."

"Then, life should die here."

Xiang Yu looked at Lin Feng.

I admire his tenacity and hard work, but...

That's all.

…

Will a miracle happen?

The answer is obviously no.

With Xiang Yu's strength and vision, it became a prophecy. He concluded that Lin Feng could not cultivate the flame holy energy in such a short period of time, so...it was impossible for Lin Feng to achieve it. After all, Lin Feng's flame aptitude is only 'upper middle'.

At this time, Lin Feng was like a person desperately trying to resist fate.

His complexion was distorted, his eyes were full of persistence, even though his eyelashes were already on fire, even though he knew that there was a cliff ahead, a dead end, but Lin Feng was still working hard. This is a road of no return, but it is also a road of no return.

Even if he couldn't see the road ahead, he had to grit his teeth and walk on.

"must!"

"There must be a chance!"

"Hold on!"

...

Lin Feng now persists only by will.

The energy of the bubbles was already weak, and the flames of the magma rushed towards him like a ghost, trying to penetrate the bubbles and swallow Lin Feng. Sweating profusely, Lin Feng's body was extremely weak, and his dehydration was even more serious, if he was not a Neptune-level powerhouse. I'm afraid I have died many times already.

Even so, it's still on its last legs right now.

The body, tempered by the power of flames, has improved a lot. The power of flames gushes out from the cells, but...

too small.

In this piece of magma. Lin Feng is not good enough.

Despair and fear should have enveloped Lin Feng, but he still practiced with determination. The fifth level of the Nine Dragons Manual and the third level of the Ruthless Spectrum practiced uninterruptedly. Even if there was only a one in ten thousand, or even one in a billion chance, Lin Feng was unwilling to give up.

It's not the end yet!

Teeth are crushed. The bitten tip of the tongue, blood fell into the mouth, bringing Lin Feng's madness. The spiritual energy was displayed crazily, pouring into the body continuously, the spiritual power was protected outside, consumed again and again, and the limitless operation of the talented soul in the mind.

Wisps of energy are slowly absorbed.

Very subtle, very weak, as transparent as spiritual power. Can't see, can't touch.

However, it actually exists.

"Drink!" Lin Feng opened his eyes wide. It's full of blood.

The unyielding heart has supported him until now, even if it is an effort that does not see results.

Pay, there will be gains.

"Boom!" Lin Feng's head exploded violently.

In an exhausted, fragmented body, a cold breath penetrated the body in an instant, coming from the mind, falling from the body, and spreading all over the body. It's like constantly touching the limit. Bombard the limit, and finally penetrate that layer of limit. All fatigue disappeared without a trace.

Wow~~

Lin Feng opened his eyes wide.

The sea of ​​consciousness is clear, and the head seems to have opened a pair of eyes.

"Roar!" Rang's heart was shaking, but like a phantom, he was in a dream. It was a golden-yellow dragon, a gigantic monster close at hand, with two horns, long beards that moved with the wind, and golden-yellow scales all over its body.

Noble, domineering, shocking.

Xingyun spits out fog, and the golden dragon body goes straight to the sky.

It is high above.

…

"True Dragon Saint Power!" Xiang Yu's eyes widened, a little dazed.

Looking down in a daze, the golden figure in the red-hot magma was covered with a faint golden light, and a golden dragon appeared behind him. Xiang Yu's expression was a little undetectably happy amidst the shock, which was unexpected.

"It was unintentional." Xiang Yu sighed softly.

His original intention was to let Lin Feng obtain the sacred energy of flames, and entering the magma is undoubtedly the best practice.

However, Lin Feng's aptitude for flames was not high, and Xiang Yu had already given up, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng would finally awaken... the holy power of the true dragon!

"I forgot."

"The underground magma is suppressed by the dragon's veins. It is true that the innate soul can absorb the power of a real dragon, but..."

"Compared to the power of flames, it is not enough in case."

Simple example.

In one cubic meter of magma, there are ten thousand points of flame power, but not necessarily a little bit of real dragon power.

It's like the difference between A-level spiritual power liquid and ordinary genetic liquid.

"The descendant of the dragon."

"This kid, what a terrifying true dragon aptitude..."

Xiang Yu rarely smiled.

…

"Is it a dream?"

"Or... am I already dead?"

Lin Feng was a little dazed at the moment.

Unaware of the heart, a golden dragon came alive with golden light.

At this moment, he could no longer feel any heat, and the tyrannical energy flowed through his whole body. While healing his body, his mind was crazily absorbing the innate soul. Constantly growing, compared with the soul of the earth, the innate soul has almost doubled in size now.

Spiritual power keeps rising.

The width of the brain area has been opened inch by inch.

"Roar!" There was another dragon cry.

It was like enlightenment, awakening Lin Feng.

The energy of the bubbles has been weakened a lot, Lin Feng's spiritual power protects his whole body, and a powerful force suddenly comes from the top.

In an instant, Lin Feng's body lightened, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Wow! Escape from lava.

Another moment—

"Crack!" Lin Feng's body weighed heavily, and the familiar squeezing sensation came back again.

The familiar prison, the familiar invisible energy mask, and the familiar... fantasy crystal.

"Finally... back." Lin Feng let out a long sigh of relief.

It seems like a lifetime away!

The seven days inside the magma was like being trapped in hell, with the heart hanging in the sky every moment, squeezing the body to the extreme.

"Just now, it was not a dream." Lin Feng thought to himself.

Outside the body, there is a layer of faint golden energy, extremely tyrannical.

At this moment, there is no need to concentrate, the sea of ​​consciousness can clearly see what is moving in the heart, the innate soul has more than doubled in size, and the spiritual power is extremely abundant. There seemed to be a golden dragon hovering faintly, guarding it like a patron saint, and Lin Feng's heart was pounding.

"What are you doing here?" The rich voice resounded.

Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly, with a knowing smile, Lin Feng nodded: "Thank you, senior."

Sit cross-legged, and then enter the practice.

…

The body is indeed weak and tired.

But there is no slack in cultivation, the more exhausted the greater the improvement.

As soon as Fang practiced, Lin Feng felt the changes in his body. The spiritual power was absorbed extremely quickly, and the innate soul was as if eating the colorful ganoderma from the earth, absorbing the spiritual power astonishingly. Determination is no better than the Nine Dragons Scripture; the stage is also inferior to the soul of the earth; but the speed of cultivation——

But completely exceeded!

"It's amazing!" Lin Feng was shocked.

…

(The first one will be delivered first~) (to be continued)