It should be said that no one knows what kind of state this is.
Just because since the world of cultivation has existed, no one has ever broken through to the level of the Saint and seen the scenery of a higher level.
But just before, when he punched that punch, everything changed.
With the power of Tai Suizhu, Zhong Wen performed a hundred million wild punches, but in the eyes of others, they thought he only punched once.
After 100 million punches, he immediately felt that the wild ball boxing had been upgraded.
This magical boxing technique, which can continuously become stronger with the number of times it is used, has finally reached the upgrade conditions and has broken through the boundaries of the Holy Spirit level.
Just when the 100 millionth punch was thrown, Zhong Wen suddenly felt a trace of energy feedback from his right fist.
This was a power he had never experienced before.
Mysterious, holy, pure and powerful.
As soon as he came into contact with this power, Zhong Wen felt as if he had received an enlightenment. His mind suddenly became enlightened. What he saw in his eyes and what he heard in his ears suddenly became very different.
I see!
This is the real soul power!
He soon realized that the trace of power fed back from his fist was what Lin Bei called soul power.
No, to be precise, this is the real soul power.
Before entering the space-time fragment, Zhong Wen accidentally discovered that he could absorb the ocean soul body, thus greatly improving his soul power.
In the fragments of time and space, he has fought against ancient masters several times, and even fought against the world's tycoons alone. After several life and death attempts, he has been defeated and re-established. His spiritual power, skills and use of spiritual skills have all been subversively enhanced.
After that, in order to find a way back, he trudged alone in the turbulence of time and space for a long time. Day after day, year after year, it seemed that he could never see hope, and he persevered on the edge of collapse.
In the past, my mind has been tempered to be indestructible, and it is no longer the same as before.
Therefore, Zhong Wen, who has stepped out of the turbulence of time and space, can be said to be completely reborn, with no dead ends anymore, his strength has reached an incredible level, and he can faintly touch the barrier of another realm.
He could clearly feel that there was only one door between him and that realm.
However, no matter how much he thought and explored, he could never find a way to open the door.
It wasn't until he felt the feedback from Wild Ball Boxing that he had an epiphany.
It turns out that true soul power is the perfect combination of soul power and one's own spiritual power. It is a power far more powerful than spiritual power.
Brand new power.
Even if one knows the logic of soul power, it will take countless years of exploration and research to truly perfectly integrate soul power and spiritual power.
Thousands of years...ten thousand years...even a hundred thousand years!
Perhaps this is the reason why no one in the world can break through to a saint.
The saint's five hundred years of life were simply not enough to accomplish this feat.
However, the work that should have taken thousands of years was easily omitted by Wild Ball Boxing's unreasonable upgrade rules.
The soul power fed back from the fist is the perfect combination of soul power and spiritual power in Zhong Wen's body!
This feeling is like when taking an exam and the answers are printed on the back of the test paper.
Ever since, Zhong Wen made a breakthrough.
The soul power and spiritual power in the body are combined very naturally, as naturally as eating and drinking.
And he became the first cultivator in history to break through to an unknown realm.
At this moment, a scenery that no one in the world had ever seen appeared in his eyes.
The secret of soul power!
The so-called "soul power" displayed by Lin Bei suddenly became so absurd and ridiculous.
After mastering the real soul power, Zhong Wen was able to see through that it was just a "fake soul power" formed by forcibly blending the soul power and spiritual power that Chaos Bell had accumulated for countless years.
Although this kind of fake soul power is much more powerful than spiritual power, it is mixed and impure. In the face of real soul power, it is nothing but a joke.
Zhong Wen could even see clearly that the Chaos Bell was just an innate spiritual treasure that controlled the soul. Although it had many wonderful uses, it did not have a strong offensive ability, nor did it have any desire to kill.
The reason why everyone was unable to compete with Lin Bei was because the soul power released by the Chaos Bell was too powerful, and it could not be withstood by the strength of ordinary human souls and bodies.
This is a wrong path.
If Lin Bei continues to practice like this, even if it takes ten thousand years, he will not be able to break through to a higher realm.
After understanding all this, the old devil's violent and violent offensive suddenly became boring and ridiculous, and there was no longer any threat at all.
A fist containing pseudo-soul power hitting a body protected by soul power is like hitting an egg against a rock, unable to break through the defense at all.
Zhong Wen just stood there, even if he was punched and kicked for ten days and a half, he would not be harmed at all.
The strength between the two is as different as clouds and mud, and they can no longer be the same.
This duel is no longer equal!
"You, you made a breakthrough?"
Hearing Zhong Wen's words, Zhijiao Lin Bei's face changed, his heart was shaken, his face was full of disbelief, he shook his head like crazy and shouted, "No, it's impossible, I haven't made a breakthrough yet, you
How can this young boy succeed? Absolutely impossible!"
Zhong Wen stared at his hysterical appearance, his face calm and silent.
"In order to take this step, I have been preparing for tens of thousands of years, tens of thousands of years!"
Lin Bei's eyes were glowing red, veins popped up on his face and neck, his voice gradually became hoarse, and his expression was indescribably ferocious, "Why can you do it? Why?"
Zhong Wen still stared at him quietly and said nothing.
"You are lying, you must be lying!"
Lin Bei's mood became more and more irritable and out of control. Sometimes he laughed and sometimes cursed. He was almost crazy. His teeth were clenching. He raised his right arm high and swung it at Zhong Wen. "Only I can break through."
In that realm, only I can break the void. You are not worthy, none of you are worthy, you ants, all of you will die for me!"
"ah!!!"
However, before the punch was released, his expression suddenly changed, and he felt bursts of unbearable pain in his fingers, and he couldn't help but cry out sadly.
Lin Bei hurriedly turned around and saw that his hands had become swollen like steamed buns without knowing it, and were purple and black in color. He didn't know how many bones were broken inside. He felt excruciating pain just by making a fist. The condition was so miserable.
, which is unbearable to look at.
Zhong Wen was beaten blindly and did not fight back. He just relied on his soul power to fight back, and his hands were easily disabled.
"Have you beaten enough?"
Just as he was howling like a ghost, Zhong Wen suddenly said calmly, "If I've beaten enough, it will be my turn."
"boom!"
Lin Bei was startled and screamed inwardly that something was wrong. Before he could retreat and dodge, he was hit hard on the lower abdomen by a fist shining with white light.
"This punch is for Senior Sister Yan and all living beings in the world who died because of you thousands of years ago."
Zhong Wen's cold voice came to his ears, but Lin Bei had no intention of paying attention to the meaning of his words.
It seemed like an ordinary punch, but its power was far beyond imagination. Lin Bei's powerful body, which had been transformed by the earth dragon's painstaking effort and protected by pseudo-soul power, was actually beaten to the point where his internal organs were displaced, his energy and blood surged, and his muscles and bones were unknowingly broken.
After a few moments, he let out a scream, and his whole body flew out like a bullet, as if it was going to pass through the clouds and reach the other side of the sky.
"This punch is for Jian Jue and the innocent people who died because of you in this era!"
Before Lin Bei could adjust his figure, Zhong Wen's voice came from behind again.
He unexpectedly appeared on Lin Bei's flight path before he knew it.
"Crack!"
The gleaming white fist hit Lin Bei's back firmly, and the sound of his spine breaking floated between heaven and earth, so crisp and clear.
Another scream sounded, and Lin Bei's mangled body suddenly turned around and shot towards the southwest like an arrow from a string.
"This punch is for Brother Long!"
In front of Lin Bei, who was already in a trance, Zhong Wen's appearance suddenly flashed in front of him. The opponent's incredible speed, ubiquitous figure, and fists hitting his chest made him frightened and angry, but he was helpless.
"puff!"
This punch actually pierced Lin Bei's chest, piercing his body like a mutton skewer. The sight of him hanging in the air, vomiting blood, was really horrific and shocking.
Unimaginable pain struck from all parts of his body, constantly torturing Lin Bei's nerves. He could even feel the vitality in his body passing away rapidly. This feeling of life and death being controlled by others made him feel desperate and almost going crazy.
.
"You...wow!"
He wanted to open his mouth and shout angrily, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood spurted out like a waterfall, and all the strength in his body seemed to disappear with it, and he could not even say a complete sentence.
However, Zhong Wen didn't seem to be satisfied. Instead, he raised his right arm and threw his bruised body upwards.
Immediately afterwards, his figure flashed and instantly appeared below Lin Bei.
"This punch is for Sister Nangong's eyes!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his overbearing fist hit Lin Bei between the eyebrows firmly.