Chapter 1603: The End of the Wasteland

"My strength has improved, but it is still far from enough to break through the realm."

Chu Fengmian sat in a valley and slowly opened his eyes.

His aura was much stronger than three days ago. The speed of his strength improvement was simply shocking.

However, Chu Fengmian's improvement in strength was mainly due to the effect of Buddhist relics.

Refining a Buddhist relic is equivalent to obtaining the essence of spiritual power condensed by a Buddhist warrior throughout his life.

It was with the help of these Buddhist relics that Chu Fengmian's improvement could be so fast.

But when Chu Fengmian opened his eyes, he frowned.

Because Chu Fengmian suddenly discovered a point, an extremely fatal point, that is, the effect of this Buddhist relic has weakened.

The spiritual power of the Buddhist relic has not weakened, but the spiritual power Chu Fengmian obtained from refining it is getting less and less.

Chu Fengmian felt this very clearly.

It's like swallowing a spiritual pill or a holy pill. The more holy pills you swallow, the weaker the effect you get.

This is a kind of resistance. No matter it is a holy pill, blood essence, or even the wonders of the heavens, once swallowed too much, the effect will be weakened.

The same is true for Buddhist relics.

After swallowing more than a dozen Buddhist relics, Chu Fengmian clearly felt that he was swallowing Buddhist relics at the peak of the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor realm.

The spiritual power obtained is less than 50% of what he swallowed at the beginning.

And the spiritual power obtained is still getting less and less. As for the Buddhist relics at the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor realm, the spiritual power is the essence, so the resistance is a little less, but only 90% of the spiritual power can be obtained.

This is undoubtedly not good news for Chu Fengmian. At least his idea of ​​relying on these Buddhist relics to madly improve his realm has been shattered.

Unless Chu Fengmian finds Buddhist relics of a higher level, otherwise, swallowing more than a dozen.

These Buddhist relics at the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor realm are of no use to Chu Fengmian.

"If I want to devour now, I have to devour at least the Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperor level. The Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor level Buddhist relics are meaningless."

Chu Fengmian looked at his palm. In his palm, there were two Buddhist relics, both of which were at the peak of the Eight Tribulations Ancient Emperor level.

After Chu Fengmian noticed that the effect of the Buddhist relics was getting weaker and weaker, he stopped devouring them.

He could only put the two Buddhist relics in his palm into the empty ring.

However, if this kind of Buddhist relic is sold, the price is also extremely high. This is a treasure that was famous in ancient times.

If it is sold, many Nine Tribulations Ancient Emperors will go bankrupt just to get one.

And Chu Fengmian is not short of wealth. He can also bring the Buddhist relics to Han Yueli, Luo Xi and others, which is enough to improve their strength.

Chu Fengmian flew all the way and did not let go of any demon puppets he encountered.

Killed them one by one.

Chu Fengmian only selected a few of the Buddhist relics with extremely high quality for refining.

The rest were all put into the empty ring by Chu Fengmian.

"Is this the center of this wasteland?"

Chu Fengmian's eyes flickered, and suddenly he saw a purple mist, which had no end and covered the front.

If Chu Fengmian wanted to move forward, he had to go through the purple mist.

Chu Fengmian looked over.

In the purple mist, several shadows could be vaguely seen, shuttling through it, and many of these shadows were extremely ferocious.

"Demons!"

Chu Fengmian saw several of the shadows and could tell that many of the beings in the purple mist were demons.

This large area of ​​purple mist was full of extremely refined demonic intent, and a large number of demons were shuttling through it.

"Not only are there demon puppets, but there is also such a large area of ​​demonic intent. Is this a Buddhist temple or a demon cave?"

Chu Fengmian couldn't help but say, while observing the purple mist.

Now the road ahead of Chu Fengmian was covered by the purple mist. In addition to passing through the purple mist, the only way was to return.

Chu Fengmian spent several days to get here.

If he returned now, all his efforts in the past few days would be in vain.

"Just go in!"

Chu Fengmian observed for a while, and then he did not hesitate. His figure flashed and turned into a beam of light, rushing directly into the purple mist.

As soon as he entered the purple mist, Chu Fengmian felt that many demonic thoughts were eroding Chu Fengmian.

These demonic thoughts were intended to control Chu Fengmian and turn him into a servant of the demonic thoughts.

Waves of demonic thoughts eroded Chu Fengmian's consciousness, trying to make Chu Fengmian crazy.

In front of Chu Fengmian, countless illusions appeared, and each scene told that once one was eroded by the devil's will, one would gain endless power, tempting Chu Fengmian to open his mind.

"A little devil's will also wants to erode me? The King of the Heart Demon!"

Chu Fengmian sneered, and the King of the Heart Demon suddenly flew out from behind him.

Chu Fengmian was a man who could even subdue the King of the Heart Demon. This little devil's will also wants to erode Chu Fengmian's consciousness?

As soon as the King of the Heart Demon came out, he saw the devil's will around him, and he opened his mouth and devoured it like a feast.

The countless devil's wills around Chu Fengmian were continuously swallowed by the King of the Heart Demon, and turned into the power of the King of the Heart Demon.

"Go!"

And Chu Fengmian walked towards the depths of the devil's will.

Woo woo woo!

The deeper you go, the stronger the devil's will becomes, and you can vaguely see figures in it.

These figures are all demons living in the devil's will. Many of them have no form and are born from the devil's will.

A gust of cold wind swept by, and suddenly a figure appeared behind Chu Fengmian. This is a virtual demon, without a form, and can condense in the devil's will at any time.

"Oh? Living people, there have been no living people in this wasteland for hundreds of thousands of years, and I actually met one. Boy, get ready to be my grandpa's meal!"

This is a virtual demon with the strength of a seven-tribulation ancient emperor.

Although it is only a seven-tribulation ancient emperor, the virtual demon is extremely difficult to deal with. In the devil's will, it is invincible. It can rely on the devil's will to condense its body again and again, and it is almost immortal.

The moment this virtual demon condensed and appeared, it immediately opened its big mouth and swallowed Chu Fengmian, wanting to swallow Chu Fengmian's soul directly.

"Die!"

Facing such a virtual demon.

Chu Fengmian didn't even bother to look over. In the palm of his hand, a colorless flame condensed and he suddenly struck out with his palm.