At this moment, Yue Yunlan's whole body was seen flashing with rays of holy light, which complemented the brilliance emanating from the strange rocks. Indistinctly, one could vaguely see the wonderful red lines slowly outlining something.
This is the process of condensation of patterns. However, those lines look very illusory. You can't see anything clearly. You can only feel it vaguely, as if it is a strange lotus.
On the other side, under the Wenyao Holy Monument, Ling Feng stirred up the surrounding heaven and earth energy and made a roar. The energy almost formed a tornado, spinning crazily around Ling Feng. If ordinary people saw it, they would probably be shocked.
Even his eyeballs fell out: If he absorbs the vitality of heaven and earth in such a rough way, isn't this guy afraid of being exploded by the vitality?
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
Yue Yunlan, who started to comprehend the Wenyao Holy Monument at the same time as Ling Feng, has successfully triggered the vision of heaven and earth and condensed it into a red lotus-like Wenyao.
However, there seemed to be no movement on Ling Feng's side, and he hadn't even begun to outline the prototype of Wenyao.
"This guy, doesn't he know the ropes at all?"
Qiao Qiao couldn't help but murmur when she saw Ling Feng just absorbing the energy of heaven and earth.
"With Master Ling's understanding, how can he not get the solution?" Yue Yunlan shook his head, "Just wait patiently and see."
At this moment, Ling Feng, who had been communicating with Wenyao Holy Monument for three days, finally gave corresponding feedback for the first time.
On the holy monument, nine-colored rays of light flashed, and streams of divine light poured into Ling Feng's spiritual sea, forming thousands of strange images that constantly emerged in Ling Feng's spiritual sea.
At the same time, dazzling light erupted from the surrounding stone formations, forming mysterious lines and hitting Ling Feng's body.
The lines on the stone array and the divine light released by the Yao Yao Holy Monument continued to pour into Ling Feng's body, and under this blend, Ling Feng's spiritual sea continued to grow, and those vague visions began to gradually
It became clearer, stroke by stroke, and slowly it seemed to be outlining something.
"This...this..."
Qiao Qiao was stunned. She had just asked whether Ling Feng and Ling Feng were going to fail, but she was immediately slapped in the face.
Moreover, being able to induce the chaotic stone array and the Wenyao Holy Monument to release divine light at the same time, the Wenyao condensed by Ling Feng is probably not much different.
Yue Yunlan narrowed her eyes and smiled, which made Qiao Qiao feel guilty.
The girl pursed her lips and gritted her teeth: "With how evil this idiot is, he must be able to cause strange phenomena in the world."
"You'll know if you keep watching." Yue Yunlan said, looking at the stone formation. This formation and the pattern brilliance condensed by Ling Feng will probably be unparalleled in the world.
Gradually, as the divine light continued to penetrate into Ling Feng's body, the visions in his spiritual sea gradually began to solidify. One after another, mysterious and complicated lines appeared in the chaotic strangeness.
The image kept flickering, and his pattern seemed to have begun to condense.
Ling Feng integrated his spiritual thoughts into it and understood the mystery above. When he fully understands those mysterious textures, his tattoo will also be successfully condensed.
However, the mystery of these textures far exceeds Ling Feng's imagination. Even though Ling Feng's soul has been tempered by the Spring of Spiritual Void and has far surpassed the geniuses of his generation, he is still comprehending these mysterious textures.
At that time, there was a backlash.
How can it be so easy to comprehend the great truth?
The light of the patterns attracted by Ling Feng was more than a hundred times or a thousand times more than that of ordinary people. The backlash caused by the mysterious patterns directly made Ling Feng's head seem to explode, and his consciousness seemed to be driven back and forth by steel needles.
Penetrated tens of thousands of times.
This kind of pain was different from the physical pain that was burned by the purple fire last time. It was a stinging pain that pierced the soul. Ling Feng was immediately sweating all over. It was as if he fell from heaven to hell in one fell swoop.
Puncture! Puncture! Puncture again!
As he continued to comprehend those mysterious patterns, the terrifying backlash caused Ling Feng to wreak havoc again and again, causing every inch of his body's muscles to tremble.
But Ling Feng relied on his tenacity to get through it.
Finally, Dan Lingfeng imprinted the last mysterious pattern, and a trace of enlightenment rose in his heart. The chaotic vision in the sea of spirit finally broke open, and the nine-color divine light burst out, and the pattern shined.
Under the Wenyao Holy Monument, violent winds suddenly rolled up, carrying the light of Wenyao, like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, constantly pouring into Lingfeng's body. The space that had gradually calmed down was once again filled with wind and dust.
The wind was blowing so hard that the vitality of the sky and the earth was raging.
This hurricane of vitality rolled up into the sky, causing the situation to change immediately. In comparison, the strange phenomena in the sky and the earth caused by Yue Yunlan's previous condensed pattern rays could hardly be called strange phenomena.
Yue Yunlan and Qiaoqiao were not far from Ling Feng, and they were also swept back dozens of steps by the strong wind before they could avoid the surging wind.
The two girls stared blankly at Ling Feng, who was frantically absorbing the light of Wen Yao: What kind of terrifying Wen Yao is this guy going to condense?
At this moment, the light of Wenyao continued to merge into Ling Feng's spiritual sea, outlining chaotic visions, and Ling Feng felt as if his mind was going to explode, and his whole head was buzzing. Ling Feng gritted his teeth and worked hard.
Inspiring spiritual thoughts.
We have reached a critical moment in condensing Wenyao. If we relax a little, Wenyao's level may be greatly reduced.
This is not the result Ling Feng expected.
In order to be able to fight against the old enemies of the Tiandao clan, every step he takes must step on the head of any evil genius, so that they can only look up to him.
If there is a chance to condense the original attribute level Wenyao, he will never be satisfied with the heaven and earth vision level.
Aiming for the pinnacle of martial arts is Ling Feng's eternal pursuit and unchanging obsession!
"ah!"
Ling Feng roared loudly, and his whole body momentum suddenly exploded. Lingtian Sword Power, Samsara Sword Intent, Killing Sword Intent, and all the trump cards of amplifying thoughts were displayed one by one. Chaos visions shone with divine light, bursting out into the sea of spirit.
It even penetrated Ling Feng's body.
At this moment, Ling Feng's body is like a small sun, reflecting the light of the Wenyao Holy Monument, resonating in the distance, and there seems to be some mysterious truth in the flow of light.
"Now!"
Ling Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and his aura exploded, causing the sky and the earth to change color, dark clouds rolled, mysterious thunder exploded, and when the thunder roared and split the sky, Ling Feng shouted: "Condensation!"
Yue Yunlan's beautiful eyes flickered, staring intently at Ling Feng, who was at the center of the divine light, wanting to witness what kind of heaven-defying pattern brilliance Ling Feng would condense.
Such terrifying changes in the world, such violent tornadoes of vitality, and such crazy divine light from the pattern, all of these seem to indicate that Ling Feng's pattern will be something very extraordinary.
In fact, he will once again surpass his predecessors and enter an unprecedented field.
And any miracle, if it happens to Ling Feng, will become reasonable.