Six Realms Conferred God

"The Hundred Ghost Changes of the Ming Clan is really well-deserved. It is a tenfold improvement, and it can directly cross a small level." Cang Yun smiled and said: "This time, Feng Jingyu will undoubtedly lose."

Mingyou, the leader of the Ming clan, smiled and said: "It looks a little ugly at its best, but the combat effectiveness is still very strong. Feng Jingyu is defeated by this trick, and it is not a loss."

"Haha, that is, Feng Jingyu wants to make a comeback, that is impossible." Feng Tianying smiled.

Nangong Yuejian is the old **** who is saying: "Do you think Feng Jingyu is that simple? You really underestimated my Thunder Domain."

"I really want to know that Feng Jingyu boosted himself seventeen times in this way. If there is no way to increase it seventeen times, then this game will be defeated." Cang Yun sneered.

"How do you know that Feng Jingyu can't increase it seventeen times?" Qing Mu looked at Cang Yun with a confident expression in his eyes.

Seeing Nangong Yuejian and Qingmu both look so confident, Cang Yun had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. This feeling could not be said, in short, it was bad.

"Then I really want to know if Lei Yu really has such a method." Cang Yun hummed.

In the secret realm, the black atmosphere was permeated, and the Feng Jingyu was quickly enveloped, and countless miserable voices came. Bailiweisen said coldly: "You are defeated by the Baiguibian and the Baigui Yexing. No loss."

"Lost?" Feng Jingyu sneered in the black breath: "Are you so confident? Seventeen times the power is indeed terrifying, but what is seventeen times?"

Bailiwei's face suddenly changed after hearing this.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Jingyu's breath continued to improve, first using the Thunder Attraction technique, which increased five times.

Then, the purple-golden Bahuang seeds were mobilized, absorbed the power of the Bahuang Liuhe, and increased seven times. However, it was still improving, and the purple-golden Bahuang seeds could be increased by eight times.

The previous five times, plus eight times, has increased thirteen times.

"It's only thirteen times. Compared to my seventeen times, it's far from it." Bailiwei sneered.

Feng Jingyu said, "Really, there is more, don't worry."

"Chaos God Thunder Technique!"

Feng Jingyu yelled, and in an instant, a terrifying force burst out, and Feng Jingyu was full of purple thunders, and his breath rose instantly.

From thirteen times to continuous improvement, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen...

When Bailiwei saw that Feng Jingyu's aura had increased by eighteen times, his expression instantly solidified, and then the aura was still rising, and it became even more rigid.

"How could it be...twenty-eight times?" The old Mingyou face outside the secret realm also solidified.

"Twenty-eight times...what is this method? How can it be improved so much?" Cang Yun was also completely stunned, feeling terrible.

Feng Tianying's smile also solidified, what is the concept of twenty-eight times the power? Ten times is a small level, and twenty-eight times is almost three levels.

Nangong Yuejian and Qingmu are also stunned, how come there are so many? I thought it would be about 20 times, but it was increased by 28 times?

"This kid, there is even a means of hiding?" Nangong Yuejian's mouth raised slightly, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

What everyone didn't know was that Feng Jingyu had hidden the means, and his Chaos Divine Thunder Technique was only increased by fifteen times, and there were three times hidden, which was the next hole card.

"Lei Yu, the first **** son, is really amazing. The twenty-eight times improvement is really terrifying. Jin Sheng is lucky." Jin Song said.

At this time, Jin Sheng's face was completely stiff. He opened his mouth and looked at Feng Jingyu's breath, completely not knowing how to describe it.

The trio of Mingyou, Feng Tianying, and Cang Yun who were still full of pride just now had extremely ugly expressions. The number of twenty-eight times was really terrifying.

If Feng Jingyu can improve by twenty-eight times so much, then they will meet their first **** son in the future. Once a war starts, they will not have much confidence that their first **** son will win.

Unless, in the process, their **** son encountered a great opportunity and improved in strength, otherwise, it would be impossible to win at all.

They all have a feeling at this time that Lei Yu is really going to turn over this time.

At this moment, in the secret realm, after Feng Jingyu's aura was elevated, Bailiwei was already trembling. This aura was too terrifying, eleven times more than his seventeen times.

This eleven times is simply unsurpassable.

"Purple Thunder and Demon Sword Technique! Zixiao!"

Feng Jingyu roared, the Thunder Spirit sword waved, and the purple light shot straight into the sky, and the black breath instantly dissipated.

All the ghosts that appeared in the black aura before screamed, and were slain by the horrible sword aura, turning them into nothingness.

Bailiwei's body kept retreating, and a series of sword auras attacked. He could only resist, but he could not stop it at all. His body was slashed out by a few sword auras.

puff!

Bailiwei's rotten body began to change and returned to its original state.

At this time Bailiwei's face was pale, blood was flowing all over, and she looked at Feng Jingyu in horror.

I thought that a seventeen-fold increase could easily defeat Feng Jingyu, but I didn't expect that it would be me who would fail in the end, and it would be directly crushed, even without the ability to resist.

Feng Jingyu gathered the breath of his body and said: "Move the formation pattern to eliminate yourself."

Bailiwei is now convinced of losing. This is not Feng Jingyu's luck, but Feng Jingyu does have such strength.

Bailiwei said: "I admit it!"

With that said, Bailiwei didn't talk nonsense, and directly activated the formation pattern. If you lose, you lose, and you have to accept the consequences.

The other Ming Clan disciples who followed Bailiwei also looked helpless. If Bailiwei were not so arrogant, they would not be eliminated like this.

After Bailiwei's team was eliminated, Feng Jingyu cheered directly.

What they cheered was that Feng Jingyu's strength was too terrifying, far beyond their imagination.

It is absolutely safe to follow Feng Jingyu. Even the top ten **** son is probably not Feng Jingyu's opponent.

"Senior Brother Feng, you still hide so much strength. When you first played against Senior Brother Lei Xiao, did you keep your hands?" Yuan Leijian said.

"If you see through it, don't tell it through, this is a good boy." Feng Jingyu said.

Yuan Leijian smiled awkwardly, and then said, "What are you still doing? Hurry up and gather the power of Chaos."

The rest of the people immediately recovered and excitedly began to collect the power of Chaos.

Although there is not much Chaos Power here, there are more than two hundred channels, which is pretty good.

Feng Jingyu used the power of the soul to sense the position of the ancient emperor, and then said: "Let's go to meet the ancient emperor brother, and then distribute the power of chaos."

Yuan Leijian and others nodded, and then followed Feng Jingyu to find the ancient emperor.

The ancient emperor was a little depressed, but he saw several places with the power of chaos, but all of them were late.

He sensed that the power of the soul was flickering at any time, knowing that Feng Jingyu was informing him, so he immediately returned the same way.

Soon after, Feng Jingyu and the ancient emperor met, and the ancient emperor sighed: "We are late, and many people have been caught up first."

Feng Jingyu smiled and said: "This is a normal thing. Although you haven't gained anything, our harvest is pretty good. We have collected more than 1,100 Chaos Power."

"One thousand and one hundred times?" Gu Huang and others were extremely surprised.

Feng Jingyu smiled and nodded, and said, "Senior Brother Yuan, divide the power of chaos, no one will divide it into six first."

Yuan Leijian began to release the power of Chaos. Each of them had six powers and received six powers of Chaos. All the disciples were excited.

This is the benefit of getting it.

The ancient emperor got the power of chaos, and said in a bit of surprise: "We don't have any credit at all, and there are six ways?"

Feng Jingyu smiled and said: "Although you did not participate in the capture of these Chaos Powers, you are also working hard to find the Chaos Powers and you have paid, so naturally there is, and we are a team, and we must treat them equally. of."

"Brother Feng, you are really...too likable." Gu Huang said with a smile.

Feng Jingyu was full of black lines, and said: "Well, let's find a safer place to start refining the power of Chaos. Then we will go deep again, and it will be more exciting there."

"Yes." Everyone said loudly.

Then, they came to a cave that had been robbed of the power of chaos, and they began to practice.

Feng Jingyu also closed his eyes and began to refine the power of Chaos. After these six powers of Chaos were refined, his realm should be able to rise to the peak of Dao Bahuang Shen's initial stage, and his combat power would be greatly improved.

For other disciples, perhaps this is the catalyst for them to break through to the next level.

It took Feng Jingyu two hours to refine these six chaotic powers, and his realm had also risen to the peak of the early days of the Eight Desolation Gods.

"How is it?" Feng Jingyu looked at Long Zichen and said.

Long Zichen smiled and said: "It's not bad, I have reached the peak of the early days of the Eight Desolation Gods, and my combat effectiveness has increased five or six times.

Feng Jingyu nodded, and said: "Next time I will strive to break through to the middle stage of the Eight Desolates."

"Then it depends on how much Chaos Power can be obtained." Long Zichen said with a smile.

Feng Jingyu said: "That must get a lot."

"I'm relying on you." Long Zichen said with a sly smile.

Feng Jingyu said: "As a husband, we naturally want to make money for the elderly woman, so we will earn the power of chaos."

Long Zichen rolled his eyes.

Not long after, many disciples were gradually refining and their auras were constantly improving, and several of them were about to break through to the realm of the Eight Desolation Gods.

"We will continue to set off now, heading to the depths of the secret realm, where is the real battlefield." Feng Jingyu said vigorously.