The power of the surging divine material was shrouded down, wrapping Feng Jueyu in a splendid smoke, and gradually being swallowed by his powerful body.

When this powerful divine material power was refined, Feng Jueyu's skin showed a strange luster as brilliant as divine gold.

It is as crystal clear as jade, bright as flawless, like real gold and jade, shining brightly.

This is a sign of a state of change in mind.

It means that Feng Jueyu's mood is becoming more perfect.

"This...this win?"

All the Tiangang Sect members who were still laughing just now were dumbfounded.

Didn’t it mean that it would take at least a few hours?

Didn’t it mean that it has failed many times?

The power of a finger is terrifying like a friend?

Huang Feihe was stunned and his eyes almost fell to the ground.

What the hell?

It is already the forty-two levels, but it is solved by the Refining Slave in less than twelve fingers?

"Ha ha……"

Yan Jiuling laughed, laughing so happily, and at the same time, he glanced at Huang Feihe with contempt and said without mercy: "Huang Feihe, with Junior Brother Feng's speed of passing the level so fast, are you sure this is his limit?"

Huang Feihe had just finished mocking Feng Jueyu and said that the latter had reached its limit.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Jiuling slapped in the face.

Yanluo smiled so much that he leaned back and closed, and exclaimed that he was satisfied.

Even the most solemn and polite, Jiayan couldn't help but chuckled.

Yan Yu, Lu Feng and others were full of envy.

Twelve fingers, the Lianxin slave who destroyed the forty-two levels of the level was so perverted?

Yan Jiuling was almost laughing.

"How... maybe, I know, he failed many times at once, before he could break through the flaws in his mood and make up for the shortcomings."

Huang Feihe's eyes are unstable, so he finds reasons for himself.

But others would not agree with this statement.

Even if you have been tempered for several hours, you cannot be so relaxed. You have to go through an unpredictable battle of life and death.

Like Feng Jueyu, there is no difficulty at all.

"Junior Brother Feng!"

Yanluo swung his slender waist and walked towards Feng Jueyu.

Yan Jiuling and others were too lazy to pay attention to Huang Feihe who was jumping up and down, and approached Feng Jueyu straight.

"Huh? You guys are here! It's okay, it's okay."

Feng Jueyu's expression was plain and calm, and he had no sense of confusion about experiencing life and death, and he was clearly at ease.

"Junior Brother Feng, it's so wonderful."

Yan Jiuling praised him endlessly.

In fact, since experiencing the obstruction of the forty levels, everyone has realized the difficulty of Lianxin Nu.

Here is clearly distributed the powerful will of the founder of the school, Nianqing Zhenren. Through the World of Mind and Refining Formation, it can be possible to break the flaws and omissions hidden deeper in the mind of the gods and people.

The refining slave who manifests itself in this way can completely suppress and restrain those flaws and omissions.

Just like the inner demon and natural enemy in everyone's heart.

It is difficult to break through this shackles.

However, they could not see any difficulty in Feng Jueyu, so how could this not be alarming?

However, exploring other people's knowledge is undoubtedly an ignorant behavior, so everyone keeps talking.

But it is OK to express admiration.

Feng Jueyu nodded lightly, as if he was absent-minded. In fact, he couldn't understand why the 42nd level of the stake in Lianxin Nu still had little threat to him.

This made him wonder.

According to previous rumors, Koushi Bridge is a mental state practice specifically for the disciples of Tiangang Sect who have not reached the seventh turn.

Back then, the great elder had an extremely proud record of breaking forty-seven levels in one breath, but it can be recalled that it must have been extremely difficult in the last few levels.

And I have reached the forty-second level, but I don’t feel any tension or threat.

This is very problematic.

It seems that we have to continue to walk around to find out the reason.

Feng Jueyu waved away the troubled and complicated thoughts in his heart and replied, "It's okay, by the way, how much time did you spend in the 41st level before?"

"Three full hours."

Yan Yu rushed back and said, "Yanluo is a little better than us, but it's about three hours."

"That's it!"

Lu Feng couldn't help asking, "Junior Brother Feng, how long did you take when you were at the 41st level?"

Everyone hadn't seen Feng Jueyu before, and were very curious about his passing.

"I? Ten blinks of fingers."

"this……"

Everyone was silent.

Ten blinks of fingers, this guy is no longer an ordinary pervert.

Recalling the experience just before the 41st level, everyone was in awe of terror.

Everyone used almost three hours, but Feng Jueyu only used ten fingers to blink. This gap...

It's simply incomparable.

Huang Feihe was so angry that he grinded his teeth. Naturally, his speed was beyond his reach and made him feel huge pressure.

But Feng Jueyu is clearly not bragging, so he is really so far from him?

Hundreds of Tiangangmen looked at each other and couldn't help feeling a strong sense of frustration.

This guy has only the fourth-turn realm, so he has left so many people. In the future, he will enter the sixth-turn realm. What's so great?

No, if you enter the fifth turn, you can leave everyone far behind.

Too scary!

Everyone chatted for a while, and Feng Jueyu stopped staying and continued to walk towards the next level.

Two days have passed without realizing it. Although there is still a long time span before the end of the primary election, no one wants to waste even a little time.

Only after Feng Jueyu left, everyone began to conduct the trial of the 42nd level.

However, when they stood under the Tianxin Tree and really fought with Lianxin Nu, they realized that the forty-first level and the forty-two level were completely incomparable.

boom!

Lianxin Nu slapped out with a palm, and before Huang Feihe could take action, he flew a hundred feet away and vomited blood.

This scene shocked everyone.

A palm?

No chance to take action?

The refining slave turned into light, rain, mist dissipated. The next time he condensed, he had to wait until Huang Feihe stood in front of the Tianxin Tree again.

A palm slapped a hundred feet away, which was already beyond the area of ​​refining the heart.

"I'll try it!"

Yanyu stepped forward...

Three seconds later.

With a bang, Yan Yu, who had two palms opposite Lianxinnu, was defeated directly, which was a little stronger than Huang Feihe.wΑΡ.KāйsΗυwu.Lα

In the following time, everyone stepped forward to challenge them one by one, but the results were almost the same. Basically, few of them could compete with Lianxin Nu.

There are even fewer people who can take three moves under Lianxin Nu, with only a few more than ten people.

This does not include Yan Luo and Jia Yan.

As a result, everyone was surprised and looked at the lonely back at the same time, and felt a creepy cool breeze burst out from their backs.

Hundreds of masters who claim to be contemporary geniuses, even fewer people have experienced three moves with Lianxinnu. That guy actually destroyed Lianxinnu in a flash of his fingers?
To be continued...