Chapter 52: Opening up the Second Sea of ​​Consciousness

"Ding! You have practiced the second level of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art. A little killing essence has been added to your body. The effect of practice is returned ten thousand times. The killing essence in your body has reached saturation and is automatically compressed into killing energy!"

"Ding! The second level of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art you have practiced has reached the state of great success. Please switch to the third level of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art for practice!"

"Ding! You have practiced the third level of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art. A little killing energy has been added to your body. The effect of practice is returned ten thousand times. The killing energy in your body has reached saturation. The energy automatically enters your brain and a trace of mental power is born!"

"Ding! You have practiced the third level of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art. The energy enters your brain and a trace of mental power is born. The effect of practice is returned ten thousand times. Ten thousand strands of mental power are added to your mind!"

",,,,,"

With a series of crisp prompts, constantly ringing in Yang Feng's ears, Yang Feng easily practiced to the peak of the energy state and began to mobilize the mental power in his mind to attack Tianmen.

Because he had experience in opening up the sea of ​​consciousness, Yang Feng controlled the mental power in his mind and easily broke through the gate of heaven, opening up the sea of ​​consciousness, and the area of ​​the sea of ​​consciousness was more than ten times that of ordinary mana realm cultivators!

"Ding! You have opened up the sea of ​​consciousness, and the cultivation effect is returned by 10,000 times, and the area of ​​your sea of ​​consciousness has expanded by 10,000 times!"

At this time, a crisp reminder sounded in Yang Feng's mind, and his opened up sea of ​​consciousness instantly expanded by 10,000 times, reaching 100,000 times that of ordinary mana realm.

"Ding! You have cultivated a trace of killing mana, and the cultivation effect is returned by 10,000 times, and your killing mana has increased by 10,000 times!"

With a crisp reminder sound, it sounded in Yang Feng's ears, and a trace of pure killing mana was born from his sea of ​​consciousness, making his empty sea of ​​consciousness, with countless more killing mana!

"I didn't expect that practicing the Heaven Devouring Demon Art would open up a new sea of ​​consciousness for me, so that I have two seas of consciousness at the same time. It's amazing!"

Feeling the sea of ​​consciousness filled with killing magic power, Yang Feng couldn't help but sigh.

After sighing, Yang Feng walked to the corpse of the fourth-level beast Qinglang, and practiced the fourth-level technique of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art to absorb the blood, magic power, and soul contained in the corpse of the fourth-level beast Qinglang.

When Yang Feng devoured the blood, magic power, and soul in the corpse of the fourth-level beast Qinglang, the killing magic power in the killing sea of ​​consciousness surged. With a casual wave of his hand, a sharp killing sword energy shot out from his palm and cut off a big tree not far away.

"The upper limit of the Heaven Devouring Demon Art is very high, and the cultivation speed is very fast, but the shortcomings are also very obvious!"

"That is, if you want to practice, you must kill life forms and absorb their blood, mana and soul!"

"If you don't absorb the blood, mana and soul of life forms, you can't practice, and you can't even replenish the consumed killing mana!"

"The Heaven Devouring Demon Art is completely an extremely evil practice, treating the blood, mana and soul of life forms as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth!"

"If you want to practice the Heaven Devouring Demon Art to its peak, I don't know how many life forms you have to kill!"

"And if you want to maintain the peak state, you need to keep countless lives in captivity, absorb the blood, mana and soul of these lives at any time, and replenish the consumed killing mana!"

After feeling the killing mana in the killing sea of ​​consciousness, Yang Feng's face changed slightly, and he muttered softly, and secretly made up his mind not to use the Heaven Devouring Demon Art as his main practice.

Once he left the killing battlefield, Yang Feng continued to focus on practicing the Xuantian Jue and the Fire God Jue, and the Heaven Devouring Demon Art could only be practiced at special times.

After making up his mind, Yang Feng walked to the smooth big stone, sat cross-legged, and continued to practice the Dragon Elephant Skill to improve his physical strength.

Soon, a night passed.

Yang Feng opened his tightly closed eyes, glanced at the sun in the sky, and picked up the killing token to read it.

"More than 30,000 trialists died last night. The killing battlefield is really dangerous!"

After looking at the number and distribution of trialists on the killing token, Yang Feng muttered softly, then released his consciousness and scanned around to find a suitable beast to hunt.

Soon, Yang Feng found a group of fierce beasts, armored bulls, and the leader was a fourth-level beast.

This made Yang Feng's eyes light up, and he immediately urged the killing magic power in his body, soared into the air, and flew towards the direction of the armored bulls.

Ao! Ao! Ao!

When Yang Feng flew to the valley where the armored cattle were, the fourth-level fierce beast armored cattle, which was the leader, immediately let out a series of angry roars, and as soon as it moved, it turned into a stream of light and crashed into Yang Feng.

Looking at the fourth-level fierce beast armored cattle that was rushing towards him, Yang Feng shouted softly, and the killing magic power in his body burst out, condensing into a sharp killing sword energy, which easily pierced through the head of the fourth-level fierce beast armored cattle, causing blood to splatter and die tragically on the spot.

After that, Yang Feng's mind moved, and a series of sharp killing sword energy flew out of his body, passing through the void like lightning, piercing the heads of the armored cattle one by one, causing blood to splatter, and falling to the ground, becoming corpses.

In a moment, more than a hundred armored cattle in the valley were killed by the sharp killing sword energy.

At this time, Yang Feng immediately activated the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art, absorbing the blood, magic power, and soul of the Iron-Armored Bull in the valley, and transformed them into strands of pure killing magic power.

Soon, except for the third-level armored cattle that Yang Feng specially left as food, all the other armored cattle were sucked out of their blood, mana, and souls, and turned into ashes and disappeared with the wind.

"Someone is coming!"

At this moment, a trialist entered Yang Feng's consciousness, causing his heart to move. He muttered softly and turned his attention to the entrance of the valley.

I saw an old man wearing a black robe, holding a wooden spear, and exuding strong spiritual coercion, slowly entering the valley.

"What a powerful mental pressure! This person was at least a Golden Core monk before!"

Feeling the strong mental pressure emanating from the black-robed old man, Yang Feng's face changed slightly, he murmured softly, and secretly increased his vigilance in his heart.

"Boy, this armored cow is pretty good, can you share it with me?"

Seeing Yang Feng's alert eyes, the old man in black robe stopped moving forward and said with a smile on his face.

"Of course!"

Yang Feng responded softly, walked to the body of the armored cow, quickly picked up the armored cow, and threw it towards the old man in black robe.

"Boy, you are very cruel! You used so much force to hit me to death!"

Looking at the armored bull that was rushing towards him, the old man in black robe scolded with an angry face.

Amidst the scolding, the wooden spear in the black-robed old man's hand stabbed out, easily flying away the rapidly flying armored ox.

After that, the old man in black robe moved and turned into a black lightning, which rushed straight towards Yang Feng.

During this process, the wooden spear in the black-robed old man's hand stabbed straight towards Yang Feng's neck with a sharp edge, as if he wanted to assassinate Yang Feng on the spot.