Chapter 515 Pure White Fairy Spirit

The eleven spiritual treasures are all in the seventh to eighth grade, but the eighth grade here is at most the power of the seventh grade limit.

The Bashe clan has the most people, and the descendants of the human royal blood clan include the Zhuang family, the Tantai family, and the Meng family. There are also many other cultivators who have made enemies in the battle on the insect nest island of Dongxu Island.

There are more than two hundred cultivators coming down from the spiritual treasures, most of whom are the survivors of the two previous sieges against Liu Feng.

When the cultivators arrived, the Buddha power under the soil layer of the island broke through the ground, like extended tendons intertwined upwards, and a Dharma image rose from the ground.

This Dharma image is more than three hundred feet long, and it looks like an Arhat Dharma image, and it has some Bodhisattva appearance.

In the lower abdomen of the Dharma image, a bone-white relic squeezed out from the center of the golden body's eyebrows, and circles of Buddha light bloomed on it, rippling like scattered golden water waves.

The scene around the bone-white relic was distorted, and the rippling water light reflected an empty space.

Seeing this scene, the descendants of the royal blood clans of various families were the first to react and realized that Liu Feng was using Buddhism to open the inner world.

Among the people from the Bashe clan, a middle-aged black-skinned man who was half a step into the eighth realm immediately said, "He is opening the inner world, isolating this place with spiritual treasures, cutting off his connection with the outside world, and preventing him from breaking through the realm."

The man who spoke up offered up the spiritual treasure, and a layer of Buddha light, like an inverted bowl, covered the golden body.

Just looking at the way this man casts spells, he doesn't look like he is in the seventh realm, and this black-skinned man is the incarnation of the elder generation of the Bashe clan, from the center of Dongxu Island.

There are several others like him, all of whom are half a step into the eighth realm.

One by one, the spiritual treasures flew into the air and scattered in various directions to block the connection between this island and the space outside the island.

In front of the golden body's eyebrows, the Buddha power fluctuations on the bone-white relic rose, and the space reflected in the water-like Buddha light gradually expanded.

When more than a dozen layers of spiritual light were about to block the island, a space crack suddenly appeared above the bone-white relic.

Then, front, back, left, right, bottom and top, one after another, cracks in the void opened.

Without any sign, the void above the island seemed to bear an invisible heavy object, and a large area of ​​the void was twisted, as if it was sinking downwards.

Under the invisible pressure, cracks appeared in the bone-white relic, and the space scene reflected in the Buddha's light seemed to be torn apart.

There were more than two hundred figures of cultivators from all sides on this island, whether they were in the late sixth realm or half-step to the eighth realm, and they all bowed down under the pressure as if the sky had fallen.

Seven or eight miles away from the island, the Yu brothers and sisters also felt the invisible pressure, and their eyes showed worry.

"The master is already half-step to the eighth Buddha root, but it is difficult to open the inner world. If you don't give up quickly, the remaining strength will be exhausted, and even the cultivation of the eighth Buddha root will fail."

"When attacking the eighth Buddha root, will such a strange phenomenon appear in the inner world?"

The brother and sister had seen Buddhist cultivators break through the eighth realm more than once in the past, and some of them succeeded in opening the inner world, but there was no such strange phenomenon before them.

At this moment, Liu Feng was on the four-mile island.

The originally lush vegetation turned into powder, and the soil layer above the white crystal began to crack.

The figure of Liu Feng sitting cross-legged on the Great Sun Buddha Wheel appeared between the broken soil layers. He did not look at his enemies, but stared at the sky with his eyes.

"This strange phenomenon is caused by the alien Gu, and your Gu Dao has not yet reached the seventh level, so you can't deal with it. Temporarily cut off the alien Gu from the outside world and use the Buddha Dao to open the inner world." Jing Chen looked up and reminded in his mind.

Liu Feng nodded, shook his head, and slowly stood up under the heavy pressure. The golden body stood up with him, and the Dharma-like hand held up a layer of Tiangang.

"Liu's eight Buddha roots should not be limited to this. It requires a stronger bone body, a stronger Yin God, a more powerful Buddha power, and a larger inner world."

With the induction of the alien Gu, he could sense that the invisible pressure above came from another huge space, but not the virtual world.

He had seen the purple-blue fairy air from the virtual world countless times, and now he felt that he could also draw the fairy air from another space above.

But when he held up the Tiangang and tried to draw a breath with his golden body, the Tiangang shattered, and the Dharma image could not support it and was about to collapse.

"Hu..." The strong wind whistled in all directions.

The cracked soil layer on the island was mixed with the grass and trees, pressing down inch by inch, and the invisible pressure became heavier.

More than two hundred monks on all sides turned purple, and their skin and flesh cracked from being difficult to stand up, and their protective magic weapons were broken one after another.

The muttering in Liu Feng's mouth was heard by them, and they felt extremely harsh, especially the several old clones who came.

Other juniors didn't know, how could they not know!

What is stronger? Liu Feng's half-step eight Buddha root spiritual pressure is comparable to the real early eight realms.

This boy has a lot of opportunities, powerful skills, and pure Buddha power that exceeds many old eight Buddha roots.

"We will retreat quickly. We can't take the opportunity from this freak!"

"When he can't hold on any longer and the strange phenomenon above disappears, we will go all out and join forces to get rid of him."

"We can't let him leave Dongxu Island alive, otherwise we will have to bury countless people in his hands."

More than 200 monks were divided into two waves. One wave mobilized their cultivation and bloodline, and the other wave turned around and moved to the outside of the island with difficulty.

Here, Liu Feng's Dharma image was disintegrating piece by piece, and the cracks on the bone-white relic in front of the golden body's eyebrows increased. He might fail at any time, and he was still receiving the spiritual energy from another space.

He said it was spiritual energy because he didn't know how to call it. The quality must be higher than spiritual energy, but he didn't know how it compared to the fairy energy from the virtual world.

Jingchen mobilized some of the Buddha's power to help Liu Feng support the invisible pressure, but his brows slowly frowned.

"That's it. You can't try again. Your Buddhist practice is no worse than when I entered the Eight Buddha Roots."

"Just not bad! You died in the hands of the Wangxue family that year. If I can't surpass you, I'm afraid I will follow in your footsteps. You also know that this life is even more difficult."

"So... there is no need to strengthen your eight Buddha roots like this. Delay for a moment. I can take you to get some nutrients to strengthen your bones and Yin spirit."

Jingchen looked towards the polluted world. There must be a great opportunity for the endless monks rushing over. Even if there is no opportunity, he can get some spiritual objects from other monks.

He was about to stop the practice and force Liu Feng to stop, when a wisp of pure white and spotless breath was led down by Liu Feng from another space.

The other space in the sense seemed to be just a few dozen feet above, and it seemed to be in an endless and distant unknown place.

Liu Feng could not comprehend the mystery, but he could see with his naked eyes that a wisp of white air fell towards the golden body.

It took only an inch of pure white breath to enter the golden body, just like hundreds of spiritual essences were dissolved in a breath.

The difference is that it takes him several days to refine the spiritual energy in hundreds of spiritual marrows, but this wisp of white air can be used for his own use in an instant.

Sensing that the golden body is growing stronger, the inner world that is about to be opened up in the bone-white relic has also stopped collapsing, and Liu Feng is more courageous.

Under the invisible pressure, he once again uses the golden body to receive the pure white breath.

Under the incredulous gazes of more than a hundred people from various families, one after another, a total of four wisps of pure white air were received by Liu Feng into the golden body.

Two wisps are used to strengthen the golden body, and two wisps are taken into the body. The inner world is gradually formed, and the Buddha power continues to climb up, but it is not yet the eighth realm.

If this continues, once Liu Feng reaches the eighth realm, his Buddha power will exceed the early stage of the eighth realm and be comparable to the middle stage. In addition to the skills and Buddha's eyes, the early stage of the eighth realm is stronger than many old generations.

The eight realms that should have opened up such a big gap, each small realm requires deep accumulation, and the old generation is afraid that they will no longer have an advantage when it comes to Liu Feng.

Another three breaths of time passed, and Liu Feng received the fifth and sixth strands of pure white air.

"Boom boom..."

The soil layer collapsed inch by inch, and after being compacted, it fell apart, revealing the white Dongxu Spirit Crystal at the bottom of the soil layer.

At this moment, the Dongxu Island restriction was triggered.

Liu Feng and Jing Chen joined forces, and they could only barely support the reception of the pure white air. The moment the restriction was imposed, Liu Feng roared, and the rising Buddha power suddenly stopped.

The invisible pressure from the sky fell, the Dharma image completely collapsed, and cracks appeared on the golden body.

"It's impossible to do it. Separate the alien Gu from the outside world. When the Gu Dao breaks through the realm, this opportunity will appear again."

Jing Chen's voice rang in his consciousness. At this point, Liu Feng had no choice but to disconnect the alien Gu from the outside world as he said.

If he hesitated any longer, his golden body would be destroyed, and not only would the Eight Buddha Roots fail, but he would have to spend decades to cultivate.

The next moment, the invisible pressure on the island dissipated, and everyone relaxed. The spiritual treasures that fell to the ground glowed brightly in the blink of an eye.

"Do it!"

Someone shouted loudly, and hundreds of people from the late sixth realm to the half-step eighth realm all blasted out various methods and spiritual treasures fearlessly.

The light shone brightly, many seventh realms, and the key was that there were six half-step eighth realms who took action. Before the retreat, with the restrictions of Dongxu Island, Liu Feng had to deal with it with all his strength and retreat.

But now facing such a fierce attack, Liu Feng's eyes were contemptuous.

"Don't overestimate your own abilities."

Four pure white airs merged into the golden body and the main body, and there were two strands in his hands.

One of the pure white air was suddenly aroused, like the spiritual energy of hundreds of spiritual marrows, and the quality was higher than the spiritual energy. In an instant, it was all used to activate the method.

The Zen crossing forbidden method of the "Wanpan Sutra" was unfolded, and tens of thousands of Sanskrit characters were scattered like scattered flowers, spreading out five hundred feet, and imprinted on every monk who landed on the island.

Whether it was the Yu brothers and sisters outside the island, or the other Dongxu Island monks who had just escaped, or Tu Qingyan who was watching from a distance.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they saw hundreds of Wangxue clansmen, including six half-step eight realms, and their spiritual treasures, all frozen in mid-air in an instant.

"Buzz..."

Sanskrit spread, and the Buddha's power was like golden water waves spreading on the island.

Liu Feng stepped on the Sun Wheel, his expression was calm. If it weren't for the Dongxu Island restriction, he wouldn't have needed to use this pure white air.

Because of his half-step eight Buddha roots, the Buddha's power is already comparable to the early eight Buddha roots. With his skills and eyesight, it is enough to kill these people in a few breaths.

With the Dongxu Island restriction, he had to use "immortal energy" to imprison these people before taking action.

"This energy cannot be spiritual energy, it should also be immortal energy! When my inner world is stable, I will truly cultivate the Eight Buddha Roots, and then lead the immortal energy of the virtual world. Let's compare the two."

Jing Chen understood, and Liu Feng didn't need to say more. Now, while the inner world is not stable yet and the Eight Buddha Roots are only half rooted, he can go to pollute the world to seize opportunities and make his foundation further.

Cultivating the Eight Buddha Roots in this way is the strongest that can be achieved at the moment. Liu Feng is not competing with his peers in the big world, but the genius of the virtual world, because he will face the strong in the virtual world in the future.

Scanning his eyes at the faces that were horrified, Liu Feng turned his palm, and the seals were formed like a spring, and the skill level was so impressive that even the real Eight Buddha Roots would be impressed.

In a blink of an eye, 106 Wusheng seals flew out of his hand and were printed on the imprisoned cultivators.

"Kill you first, and when we get to the center of Dongxu Island, we will settle accounts with you old guys."

Heads were shattered, and the Yuanshen, Yinshen and magic weapons were swept away. With a cold laugh, Liu Feng flew into the air towards the polluted world.

In the past two and a half years, he practiced in a place where time was accelerated, and spent nearly thirty years, and not only the Buddhist path was improved.

Although he did not reach the perfect seventh level in the way of soul refining and the way of Gu, he also reached the late seventh level. The most precious thing was that he raised the king Gu "Xinghe" to the seventh level.

Buddhism will first reach the eighth realm. The cultivation of the other two paths will not change after entering the eighth realm. It is nothing more than the disappearance of the spiritual energy tide. Without the place where time is accelerated, he will have to spend more years.

Outside the island behind, the Yu brothers and sisters came back to their senses from the shock and hurried to catch up.

Tu Qingyan, who was forty miles away, flew in pursuit, her eyes full of astonishment. She watched Liu Feng fly forward and kill more than a dozen fleeing Dongxu Island monks, all of whom were at the seventh realm perfection without exception.

At this time, Liu Feng's cultivation level is so high that the seventh realm perfection becomes almost the same as the sixth realm, and he will be killed as soon as he meets him.

When Liu Feng reaches the pollution of the world and becomes a true eight Buddha roots, it will not be difficult to retreat, not to mention killing the eight realm perfection.

What's more, none of the eight realms that came out of the seal are in their prime. They are mentally ill and extremely weak. It is very likely that they cannot beat Liu Feng after he has reached the eighth Buddha root.

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In front of the gathering of monks, the void crack shrank to less than a hundred feet.

In the polluted world on the other side, the killing was even more brutal than before.

The fragments of the virtual world broke the seal, one black and one white, and various spiritual objects appeared under the two colored soil layers, along with turbid water and other rare filthy smells.

There were more than 200,000 cultivators, most of whom were fighting and scrambling, not caring whether the people around them were bloodthirsty or had really lost their minds and become crazy.

"Bang bang..."

The roar continued, and it was unclear whether it was the sound of waves or the violent movement of magic weapons and magic gates colliding.

Human, demon, and evil figures shuttled back and forth, and from time to time in the deep turbid water, there were crazy cultivators of the eighth realm who were as dry as mummies, and the seventh realm who were hunting for treasures.

A small boat flew into the sky. Chang Xuzi saw that more and more crazy cultivators were going crazy, and his anger became heavier. He drove Feizhou to the exit.

"The void crack is about to close, and these people are still going deeper. Don't they want to go back to Dongxu Island? A bunch of lunatics, I won't accompany you anymore."

Putting away the fishing rod, what awaits him next is to enter the Eight Realms, go to the center of Dongxu Island, and find a Taoist force with Nine Realms to join.

While thinking about the harvest of this trip, the flying boat has come close to the exit, but Changxuzi's eyes jumped and found that six old lunatics who looked like mummies were hunting others.

"The old Eight Realms who came out of the seal, this bunch of old immortals are constantly angry and have become crazy cultivators who harm people. I can't beat them, so I can only wait..."

Just when he was about to find a hidden place nearby to hide, the Buddha's light shone brightly in front of the exit, and a familiar figure passed by, raising his hand and six golden wheels.

Four of the six old lunatics who blocked the way were beaten to death, and the remaining two screamed and plunged into the bottom of the turbid waves.