() The puppet did not expect that there would be such a change. He was in this small place, with a dangerous figure on one side. The hand holding the knife finally failed to avoid the blow and fell heavily to the ground.
above.
Nie Feng roared, and the Qingfeng Sword flew up into the air, intending to take advantage of the situation to kill the injured puppet guard.
However, there were two other puppet guards who seemed to have a telepathic connection with him. They stretched their swords forward at the same time, blocking Nie Feng's blow.
Although Nie Feng's attack was in vain, after one of the puppet guards was injured, his strength was greatly reduced, and it was no different than one less person. Therefore, for Nie Feng, the pressure was much less.
However, at this time, there was another change on the altar.
The magma that had just surged into the mid-air was already steaming continuously, condensing into a sun-like sphere in the mid-air, and something seemed to be constantly wriggling inside the sphere.
"not good!"
Nie Feng looked at the changes that were constantly churning and squirming in the thick and hot magma. Although he didn't know what kind of thing would pop out of it, he could feel the danger very clearly, which made him extremely convinced.
, that place must be more powerful than the eight puppet guards.
"The most critical thing right now is to quickly kill these puppet guards before he can launch an attack.
When thinking of this, Nie Feng also danced the Qingfeng Sword in his hand in a monstrous offensive, colliding with the long sword of the charging puppet in mid-air. There was only a loud noise, and they were shaken away. Then Nie Feng took advantage of the situation.
Nie Feng flipped open, and another puppet was chasing after him. The dark red long knife in his hand couldn't catch up, and hit the stone wall behind the place where Nie Feng was standing just now with a bang. The gravel flew everywhere.
It was a big hole made in the stone wall.
The attacks of the eight puppets were extremely fierce, and they were all smashed on the head. The long swords shining with cold light were particularly eye-catching. Judging from their momentum, they were also extremely powerful.
Nie Feng roared, gritted his teeth, and drew his hands down in the air. The Qingfeng Sword moved at will, with a strong flash of silver light, knocking the world upside down with one move, and hit the long knife that appeared above his head.
, in mid-air, only a low muffled sound was heard, and a crack suddenly appeared on the long knife.
In such a tough and devoid of tricks, Nie Feng actually had a slight upper hand against a puppet who was known for his physical strength. This could not help but shock people.
It is really too strong a body, it is simply not what humans should have, yet it appears on Nie Feng's body!
Nie Feng's tireless practice of the Eighteen Styles of Tianfeng was extremely effective in tempering his body. Coupled with the myriad of defenses, his body was as hard as a rock.
"boom!"
The fiery red ball squirming in mid-air released increasingly powerful aura and pressure. At this time, Nie Feng already knew that he had to seize the opportunity. Otherwise, he didn't know what terrible things would happen.
s consequence.
However, he was still a step too late after all. The fireball was steaming, and surrounded by endless flames, several fire dragons rose up, like arms, and surged toward the puppet below!
The blazing high temperature hit, and Nie Fengqing couldn't help but move aside. The continuous circulation of his vitality lowered the temperature.
And the Qingfeng Sword in his hand was like a long dragon, rushing forward with surging force!
"boom!!"
Huge explosions resounded through the sky, and Nie Feng endured wave after wave of heat waves. He felt that his eyebrows were burning, and he looked at the tentacle-like fireball in front of him in horror!
Each of the fiery red tentacles that stretched out grabbed a puppet. After grabbing it, the figure of the puppet began to shrink at a visible speed.
What a high temperature! What a powerful flame!
The fiery red flame burned like a small sun. The temperature of this flame was higher than any other flame known to Nie Feng. Among the red fireballs, a round ball was vaguely visible.
And inside the sphere, there was a figure like a baby, slowly growing.
"What is that?" Nie Feng was shocked. He had never thought about what was coming out of this tentacle-like ball.
Could it be said that this fiery red ball can actually fuse eight puppets into one?
The large formation composed of eight puppets is already too difficult for people to deal with, and what kind of terrifying murderous intention will this powerful body fused into one bring?
At this moment, Nie Feng could already feel the murderous aura coming from within the sphere, which was terrifying and abnormal! The overwhelming aura was surging, and a great change suddenly occurred!
The flaming red tentacles in front of him were also sudden killers. They quickly turned into afterimages as they waved quickly. The speed was unparalleled. The fierce palm winds came from all directions, causing violent winds, spinning and strangling like a tornado.
Nie Feng's ears and eyes were filled with strong winds, howling and roaring. For a moment, he couldn't open his eyes and his ears were buzzing. Under the attack of these many arms, he was completely deaf and blind.
Facing the powerful and hot breath in front of him, and the earth-shattering murderous intention brought by it, Nie Feng only felt that the air flow above his body was constantly exploding, and there was stinging pain everywhere on his body, and he didn't know where to dodge.
At this moment, the Tianhuang Ancient Mirror made a sharp chanting sound that resounded in Nie Feng's mind.
With a feeling of bliss in his soul, Nie Feng instantly entered an ethereal state like an old monk in trance. His expression was dull, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand felt like it was melting under the huge pressure.
Suddenly, the melting spiritual soldiers released rays of light and scattered in all directions. They gathered like thousands of sharp arrows and flew forward.
"not good!"
Nie Feng naturally understood that he was at a disadvantage. If the spiritual soldiers in his hands were lost again, the consequences could be imagined.
He is afraid that the next moment, he will be killed by the fiery red ball in front of him. Under the combined attack of eight puppets of the fifth level of Houtian Realm, he still has room to escape. If the eight forces gather together,
With one person, his chances of victory are slim.
"Certainly!"
Zi Mo's crisp shout rang out, and this voice was extremely pleasant to Nie Feng's ears.
Everything was frozen into a beautiful picture, just like the scene of Kuafu chasing the sun. Nie Feng opened his chest and fearlessly faced the fiery red ball.
"Is there any way to break this situation?"
"Let me think about it."
There was also a bit of panic in Zi Mo's words. She and Nie Feng were connected and shared weal and woe, so naturally she would not let Nie Feng die.
Time passes minute by minute, and waiting is always extremely painful!
Finally, Zi Mo opened his mouth and said,
"It seems that I can only teach you the attack method of divine consciousness."
Spiritual consciousness can be generated after cultivating to the third level of the acquired realm. However, only those who have cultivated to the innate realm can generate the sea of consciousness within their own bodies.
After possessing the sea of consciousness, you can use the sea of consciousness to move your spiritual consciousness to launch attacks. This is hundreds of times more difficult than using vitality to launch attacks.
"As for you, it's even more difficult, because I helped you open up your sea of consciousness." This was the reason why Zi Mo hesitated.
Of course, Nie Feng also has an advantage, that is, he practices the Nine Nether Secrets of the Heavens, a god-level technique. During his previous training, Zi Mo had already discovered Nie Feng's talent in the operation of spiritual consciousness.
, if he reaches the innate realm, he can easily launch a spiritual attack.
But now, he is only at the third level of the Houtian Realm.
“Give it a try!”
Nie Feng said with firm eyes, his Taoist heart as solid as a rock.
"good!"
Zi Mo saw Nie Feng's confidence and began to teach him.
"The first step in a spiritual attack is to transform your spiritual consciousness. Use your spiritual consciousness to move outside the body, condense the vitality in the world, and then transform. You first try to condense a palm."
Nie Feng nodded and closed his eyes. The pale golden consciousness came out of his body quietly. He could feel his consciousness traveling through the sky without any hindrance.
This is a completely different perspective than before.
Between heaven and earth, there is endless vitality, as well as fragmented and scattered spiritual consciousness. The vitality can be clearly felt, but the spiritual consciousness is not so easy to feel. They are hidden in the vitality, just like the sea in the sea.
School of fish.
Nie Fengcao controlled the spiritual consciousness and slowly extended it. Suddenly, there was a wave of fluctuations, which made him refreshed. He captured the spiritual consciousness in the world!
The originally calm consciousness, like a shark smelling a fishy smell, rushed towards the target crazily. Through the information transmitted, Nie Feng could clearly feel the violent emotions of scattered consciousness between heaven and earth, and the violent emotions that caused him to release his consciousness outside.
Consciousness is extremely repulsive.
The impact of spiritual consciousness on spiritual consciousness was unprecedented, and Nie Feng almost lost control of his own spiritual consciousness.
At this time, he also understood the danger. Since the source of his spiritual consciousness was not the sea of consciousness created by himself, it was not so complete in terms of integration. This meant that he was also out of control.
danger.
Nie Fengqiang calmed down and faced the tyrannical consciousness of the consciousnesses in the world, but he did not flinch. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he activated his consciousness, which had been stirring for a long time, and immediately pounced on it!
They are like countless tiny golden sands, wrapping the scattered spiritual consciousness between heaven and earth, controlling it bit by bit for their own use.
Although these scattered spiritual consciousnesses are so small that they are difficult to distinguish and their spiritual consciousness is very weak, when brought together, they form a spiritual consciousness that is thousands of times more powerful than a single body. This spiritual consciousness is full of violence and destruction.
The breath of destruction!
This is an extremely brutal battle!
However, Nie Feng had no way to retreat. His mind was completely immersed in this battle, immersed in the mass of consciousness that was released, and he pushed forward with all his strength, rushing forward again and again.