Chapter 576 Fang Wu's Breakthrough

"Die!"

This Yuanzong smashed down with a palm, and the berserk energy gathered in his palm. Dongfang Cheng roared, his figure retreated violently, and tore open a scroll.

The scroll burst, a burst of talisman light enveloped Dongfang Cheng's body, and the space distorted. Dongfang Sheng's body disappeared in the talisman light and the distorted space.

This Yuanzong's palm fell to nothing!

"Space teleportation array scroll!"

Seeing this scene, Yuan Zong's expression was gloomy.

The Dongfang family deserves to be a big family, so how could they not give some gifted disciples some ways to save their lives.

This teleportation scroll is as precious as a fourth-order middle-grade spirit weapon, and it is a one-time consumable, which Dongfang Sheng actually owns.

"Brother Dongfang Sheng!"

The other two disciples of the Dongfang family saw Dongfang Cheng fleeing alone, and the others were killed by this man, they were terrified and felt hopeless.

This Yuanzong looked at the two people, vented his anger on the two people, directly killed them violently, and then turned into a streamer and flew through the air.

And this scene happened to the Dongfang family.

In another urban area, such a battle is also taking place.

Ten Tianlingzong disciples were violently killed by a mysterious Yuanzong.

This is a woman. The long whip in her hand is like a spirit snake. Every whip shadow drawn contains powerful attacking power and violent energy.

Snapped!

The shadow of the whip was like a knife, and the Tianlingzong disciple who was drawn was directly cut in two.

"Who are you, and why did you kill my disciple of the Tianling Sect?"

The last person wanted to escape, but was pulled back by the woman wrapped in a long whip of a hundred feet, and asked in horror.

"We are the defenders of the dynasty, and you will be the bones of the foundation of the new dynasty!"

The woman in black said coldly, and with a flick of the long whip, violent energy erupted, and the young man who was entangled in the long whip exploded into a cloud of blood mist with a bang.

The genius of the young elixir pattern master of the Tianling Sect, fall!

After the woman killed this man, no one was left alive in this team of Tianlingzong.

After cleaning the Qiankun ring on the corpse, the woman flew to another place.

A massacre is quietly taking place in the place where the spirit pattern is tested, and the storm of conspiracy evolution is sweeping towards the talented spirit pattern masters of all major forces.

Time passed, and it was in the middle of the night on the fourth day after entering the Land of Spirit Pattern Trials.

Mu Feng, Fang Wu, Ge Mingxue, and Xiao Tian who had turned into a little white fat man were gathering around the campfire.

Ge Mingxue hugged Xiaotian, and Xiaotian lay in Ge Mingxue's arms and fell asleep. This guy, with his cute appearance, took advantage of many girls.

"Aww...!"

At night, the roar of ferocious beasts reverberated in the urban area, adding two points of terror to the dead silence of the night.

Several people were in the courtyard of a dilapidated small courtyard. Mu Feng and Fang Wu were cultivating with their legs crossed.

Ge Mingxue hugged Xiaotian who was lying in her arms with one hand, roasted the meat with the other hand, stared at the dancing flames, a little distracted, and looked at Mu Feng and Fang Wu from time to time.

Mu Feng's mind was immersed in the drop of soul liquid in the altar.

This drop of soul liquid is the soul liquid condensed by Mu Feng's own soul power. The birth of soul liquid means that Mu Feng's soul power can already build spirit patterns.

The power of the soul is much stronger than before. In other words, he is now half a foot in the fourth-order spirit pattern master.

As long as he masters several spirit patterns, he is a fourth-level spirit pattern master.

"I don't know, can I practice Myriad Sword Fire Phoenix now?"

Mu Feng thought to himself.

The minimum cultivation standard for Wanjian Huohuang is to reach the level of a fourth-level spirit pattern master.

As Mu Feng thought about it, the Gang Yuan Power in his body radiated out, and the surrounding space was filled with the violent roar of thunder. Ge Mingxue looked at Mu Feng in surprise.

Only Fang Wu was still cultivating by himself, ignoring Mu Feng's movements.

The stellar energy that Mu Feng radiated split into countless primordial filaments, intertwined into a thunder pattern sword that hovered over Mu Feng.

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred...!

Mu Feng's complexion was slightly pale, and gradually, the number of Lei Gangwen swords condensed reached six hundred!

But after reaching this amount, Mu Feng has no energy to build and condense more tattooed swords.

"Is it not enough?"

Mu Feng looked at the hundreds of swords floating in the air, and frowned slightly. He wanted to condense the swords again, but found that the energy in the Lei Gang Yuan Dan in his body was almost exhausted.

And there was a sense of dizziness in the head.

Bang bang bang...!

The streaked swords lost control and collapsed into strands of thunderous energy, which was absorbed into Mu Feng's body bit by bit.

"Isn't it okay?"

Mu Feng sighed, the first step in the cultivation of Wanjian Huohuang is to return the hundred swords to the level of thousand swords.

And he hasn't even achieved the qualification for the first step of cultivation.

"Your control, your own cultivation, and your soul force want to condense a thousand swords, and you still have some reluctance to practice the ten thousand swords and fire phoenix."

Xiyue's voice echoed in Mu Feng's mind.

Mu Feng smiled wryly when he heard the words, and said via voice transmission: "This method is so harsh at the beginning of cultivation, I really don't know how long it will be until the day of cultivation is complete."

"This is the God of War pattern in the heavens. It is not a mortal thing. It's not surprising even if you can't complete it after a hundred years of cultivation."

Xiyue said flatly.

"However, if you really have the day when you practice this style of God of War, I am afraid that you will stand at the pinnacle of this world you are in. Take your time, there is no rush."

Mu Feng nodded. Cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight.

There are some strong men who have spent several years in order to practice every move and style.

"But now that the soul liquid has been condensed, the power of the soul is much stronger, and I can fully comprehend and practice the illusion left by Senior Dong Ke."

Mu Feng thought to himself, before Dong Ke died, a transmission of soul power passed all his experience in illusion practice and some magic powers of the true meaning of illusion to Mu Feng.

This also allowed Mu Feng to always keep Dong Ke's kindness towards him and Dong Ke's hatred towards Tianlingzong deeply in his heart.

"Get together!"

At this time, Fang Wu, who was originally cultivating, suddenly let out a soft drink, and his eyes were full of light, and a golden light burst out of his eyes.

In Fang Wu's altar, a drop of soul fluid was also born!

Fang Wu broke through the pattern path and became a spirit pattern master!

"Brother Fang, have you made a breakthrough?"

Ge Mingxue asked in surprise.

"Hehe, brother Fang, congratulations"

Mu Feng also smiled and congratulated, feeling really happy for Fang Wu.

"Haha, this place of spirit pattern trial is indeed a good place to practice. In the past few days, my brother and I have comprehended several Dao patterns, and this pattern has finally made a breakthrough."

Fang Wu laughed and said, obviously in a good mood.

As long as he is mastering several kinds of spirit formations and passes the examination of the Wenshi Palace, he is an official fourth-order spirit formation master.