Bang bang bang bang…!

Niu Xiaoman was extremely excited and was a little crazy. He swung the big stick and fought with the pig demon head-on. The sound of the sound of the sky was suppressed, and the sand and stones flew. In a blink of an eye, he knocked the pig demon to death.√∟

His arms also shattered and his whole body trembled.

"It's so exciting!"

Niu Xiaoman wiped the sweat from his face and said regretfully, "It's just a pity that my strength is still too poor. I can only rely on the power of the hammer to kill, otherwise I will definitely not be an opponent."

"Don't worry, we will change this situation soon!"

Ding Feng smiled. Niu Xiaoman's potential is very huge, no less than the original big bull. As he said that, he came to Niu Xiaoman, poked out his palm, and condensed an illusory cauldron in his palm, and slapped it into Niu Xiaoman's body. His face was slightly pale, which was obviously very consumed.

"Brother Feng..."

Niu Xiaoman stood still, but showed a look of confusion.

"This is the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron condensed by the secret technique I practice. With my current ability, this one condensed for you can refine the strong people within the Taoist priest as their essence for self-cultivation. Of course, it can also absorb the scarlet mist here, but it cannot be excessive."

Ding Feng explained.

The Divine Body of the Heaven-Swallowing God and condensed the Creation Boiler. He could already activate some power and add some breaths of the roots of the world tree. He had tried it and could completely refine scarlet mist, but it was much slower than him.

"real?"

Niu Xiaoman was shocked, and Ding Feng signaled him to try. He quickly came to the side of the pig demon who was killed, raised his hand and pressed it down, activate the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron in his chest named by Ding Feng. He immediately emitted a devouring force, swallowing all the essence of the pig demon. He integrated it into his body and improved his cultivation.

Half a stick of incense. The powerful pig demon only left a skeleton and pig skin. He could not completely absorb it like Ding Feng, but this effect still shocked Niu Xiaoman.

"Hahaha, Brother Feng, with such amazing means, we can definitely improve our cultivation quickly!"

Niu Xiaoman laughed wildly.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go, the Pig Demon Land is rich in scarlet mist. It is also a remote place, suitable for us to retreat!"

As Ding Feng said, he walked forward. After a moment, he arrived at a cave. The fog was rich, and in addition to a large amount of odor, it was also dry. In the depths of the cave, the two of them also found several spiritual crystals, but they were all inferior. After refining each piece, they could increase their magic power for ten days, which was better than nothing.

From this day on, the two began to retreat without further development. Whether it was Ding Feng or Niu Xiaoman, their current strength was too poor after all, even if Ding Feng had unlimited potential, there was huge potential hidden in his body and he could not be released for a while. He could only choose to recuperate.

Cultivation has become an instinct for Ding Feng.

Thinking back to the beginning, I went into seclusion for ten thousand years, more than ten thousand years.

Outside the cave, scarlet mist slowly flowed toward this side, the most part came from the underground, from Ding Feng and others. In the cave, the two of them were already covered by extremely rich mist.

Ding Feng completely turned into a black hole and devoured a lot of them. These scarlet mists contained terrifying energy.

Niu Xiaoman is much worse. If Ding Feng is a roaring river that devours all tributaries, then Niu Xiaoman is a quiet stream.

In Ding Feng's mind, the scarlet mist turned into a river, greedily swallowed by the roots of the world's tree. After some of it was refined, it became nutrients, nourishing itself, and at the same time, it nurtured the five buds on it.

Another part is released and converted into mana.

Every day, Ding Feng's cultivation level increases by one year, and this speed is still growing rapidly. As his strength increases, his potential in his body is also opening up, regardless of strength or magic, changes every day.

The sea of ​​consciousness is the place where magic power is stored and the origin is also where it is.

Here, there was once a small world. Even if the mana growth rate was too fast, Ding Feng did not have any pressure, and he would not refuse anyone and refine it quickly.

He had three points of thought, one point to trigger the scarlet mist, improve his cultivation, and one point to deduce the divine body of thousands of tribulations, which fits the way of this world, and also his own body spirit. He hopes to deduce it into the powerful method of the current body, and one point to comprehend the mystery of this world and understand the essence of the divine.

Bang……!

After three months, Ding Feng's mind was shocked and he had an enlightenment.

A hundred years of magic power!

Taoist priest level!

"My body is stronger!"

Ding Feng clenched his fists and his former power had returned to one trillionth of a trillion. "It's just a pity that the holy fetus separated and I don't know where it fell? What kind of form will it exist? Even the Martial Ancestor cannot sense it!"

Ding Feng stood up. His current physical strength was roughly equivalent to the third level of a Taoist priest. He walked back and forth a few steps in the cave and sat down again. This time he did not practice, but devoted himself to the divine body of thousands of tribulations.

Another month, Ding Feng opened his eyes.

"The body here is different from the prehistoric world and subtle, but I cannot do anything to do. However, I have also deduced the first level... As for the name, it is called... the only true body!"

A name contains Ding Feng's huge ambitions and infinite hope, which also carries his Tao.

The first level is divided into early stage, middle stage, late stage and perfect, with the characteristics of the Wanjie Taoist body, but it is more complex, more profound, and more difficult to practice. He is now just the early stage of the first level.

"Xiaoman, wake up!"

Feeling Niu Xiaoman's breath fluctuating, Ding Feng hurriedly called out.

"Brother Feng..."

After calming for a while, Niu Xiaoman opened his eyes, puzzled.

"This place is no longer suitable for cultivation, let's continue moving inside!"

If Ding Feng practices now, he may have reduced the scarlet mist by one third in just one breath, so obviously he cannot stay here.

"good!"

Niu Xiaoman stood up without hesitation, and then said in surprise, "Brother Feng, I have eighty years of magic power!"

"Not bad, not bad! But Xiaoman, you must remember to temper your magic power as much as possible and strive to achieve medium-grade quality. Even if you practice slowly, it doesn't matter!"

Ding Feng explained.

"Okay Brother Feng, I'm working hard in this regard. It's just too difficult!" Niu Xiaoman scratched his head, "If it weren't for the help of the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron, I wouldn't have any confidence in getting my magic power to the middle level in the Taoist realm, but now. I'm sure that before the fourth level of the Taoist priest, it's absolutely OK!"

"That's the best!"

Ding Feng nodded and praised, then walked out of the cave, and the scarlet mist around him obviously faded a lot.

Finding the right direction, the two continued to move deep into the valley.

Not long after leaving, Ding Feng faintly heard the sound of fighting and the roar of monsters in front of him.

"Brother Feng, I'm afraid he is a disciple of the academy!"

Niu Xiaoman also heard it. He held the big stick tightly, and his blood flowed, and the belligerent factor was activated again.

"What are you waiting for? Let's take a look?"

Ding Feng laughed and walked forward. His current cultivation level was much stronger than when he fought against Deng Tong three months ago. If he met Deng Tong now, he would definitely be able to kill him with one punch.

His combat power has never been discussed by common sense.

After all, when he was in the prehistoric world, the Martial Ancestor could torture and kill the True Star Lord and others from the only True World, let alone the later Ding Feng. It was definitely no less than the Martial Ancestor.

After a moment, Ding Feng's brows moved and he said in surprise: "It's her!"

"Brother Feng. Who is it?"

Niu Xiaoman asked.

"I have met Luo Xiaoyu once. I hadn't entered the Tao yet. I couldn't tell how her cultivation was. Now it seems that she actually has the third level of Taoist priests, and I'm afraid she is also a sensation in the academy!"

Ding Feng noticed the identity of a strong man in the distance and met in the library.

"It's her. I've heard of her. She is low-key and loves reading. She has hardly ever made any moves, but she is deeply loved by her disciples!"

After all, Niu Xiaoman went down the mountain a lot. He heard a lot of news about the college, intentionally or unintentionally, "How is her situation?"

"It's very embarrassing!"

Ding Feng sensed that there were three monsters behind Luo Xiaoyu, all of them were much stronger than the pig monsters killed by Niu Xiaoman, but the strongest ones were limited.

Swish...!

The two moved across the sky and came to Luo Xiaoyu in a blink of an eye.

"Who is it?"

Luo Xiaoyu frowned, her body was stained with blood, panting, and was very embarrassed. When she found that there was movement in front of her, she immediately made a defensive posture, and at the same time she was very anxious: there were monsters chasing her behind.

"It's me!"

Ding Feng waved his hand and the airflow swept through, discharging the scarlet mist, revealing his true appearance.

"It's you, and Niu Xiaoman?"

Seeing the two of them clearly, Luo Xiaoyu was not only not surprised, but was anxious and hurriedly shouted, "Escape quickly, there are three wind wolfs behind!"

In her thoughts, even though Ding Feng and Niu Xiaoman are in a state of great qualities, they have just entered the Tao, and there is a warning to what to do with monsters.

"Hehe, senior sister, don't worry, they are just a few little wolves!"

Niu Xiaoman stepped forward a few steps, came behind Luo Xiaoyu, and held the hammer on the ground, which really had the momentum of being a man who could not open the door.

"Yes, but that's a demon wolf in the third level. You guys go quickly, I'll resist for a moment!"

Luo Xiaoyu was very anxious.

"It's safe!"

Ding Feng gave her a reassuring smile, but Luo Xiaoyu became even more anxious. When she heard the movement behind her, she stomped her feet and smiled bitterly, "I was killed by you!" As she said that, she turned around and came to Niu Xiaoman and said quickly, "I block them, you can leave quickly, otherwise we will all die here!"

Niu Xiaoman refused to answer, looked at the wind wolf flying towards him, and raised a big stick and smashed it over. The heavy power of the earth and the ultimate power were blessed with it, and it was boundless.
To be continued...