Refining the Thousand Peaks
The black shadow placed a hand on Ling Duan's head.
Wisps of black gas gradually surged into Ling Duan's body and soul from the top of his head.
Ling Duan's expression was ferocious. At the same time that he was in more pain, there was a trace of joy.
"Master, my cultivation has started to soar. It's rising so quickly. This is too heaven-defying.”
The black shadow laughed but did not speak.
However, he felt a little mocking in his heart,'What an idiot. How can a cultivation technique that consumes the body and soul origin not be heaven-defying? How could there be such a good thing if he wanted to quickly increase his strength without paying any price?”
"Only an idiot like him would believe it.”
……
Inside the necklace.
Mo Changfeng sat cross-legged on the ground.
Its entire body was covered in golden scales, and its eyes were tightly shut.
Countless golden dragon phantoms circled around him.
The aura on his body was like a true dragon descending into the world.
After a while, Mo Changfeng opened his eyes.
His golden eyes flashed.
"The Twelve Awakening Transformations is now a level higher, and the Thousand Fold Peak can be completely refined in my hands today.”
"Now, with just his body, he should be able to fight against the legendary ancient ferocious beasts.”
With a thought, the phantom of a true dragon appeared on his body. His entire person was half-illusory and half-real, looking like a true dragon enveloped in mist.
However, he had yet to leave his human form.
However, even so, his current physical fitness was at least half as strong as a True Dragon.
"Actually, it's more convenient to transform into a dragon now. After all, I've always been in human form. If I suddenly transform into a dragon, it'll be difficult for me to adapt.”
"Let's try the strength."
The Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords no longer posed any threat to him.
Only the Immortal Slaying Ancient Sword could leave a mark on his body.
Mo Changfeng took out the Immortal-Slaying Ancient Sword and used the Shadow Spectral Technique. The Immortal-Slaying Ancient Sword split into five in the air and rushed over.
It gathered at a single point on Mo Changfeng's back, which was relatively weak, and slashed down heavily.
After a series of clanking sounds.
Mo Changfeng only felt a slight pain.
Then, he touched it with his hand. It was still only a small cut on the surface.
This was before he had Dragonformed.
When he transformed into a dragon, he probably wouldn't be able to break that dragon scale at all.
Two large pits instantly appeared on the ground.
Mo Changfeng's figure had completely disappeared from where he was.
Mo Changfeng stepped on the air.
The sound of thunder was endless, producing sonic booms.
It was an air cannon created by the extreme compression of air by a huge force.
Meanwhile, Mo Changfeng's figure was also constantly bouncing in the air.
"Just relying on his body and not using any movement techniques, he can do this. He's too powerful.”
"Now that I'm at the sixth level of the Incarnation Realm, even a late-stage Incarnation Realm cultivator is no match for me with just spells, not counting my current body-tempering combat strength.”
"If you include my powerful body, I reckon that even an ordinary Form Synthesis Stage cultivator can't defeat me.”
"If I refine Thousand Mountains Peak into my hands, it will be even more terrifying. Let's begin now.”
Mo Changfeng sat cross-legged on the ground again.
He would continue to refine the Thousand Fold Peak.
There seemed to be thousands of huge mountain peaks between his hands, and countless mountain peaks were shuttling between his palms.
It looked like a pair of huge hands that could hold mountains and rivers.
Another two hours passed.
The last trace of spiritual light on the Thousand Fold Peak disappeared.
It turned into a pile of powder and fell to the ground.
Mo Changfeng's hands were as smooth as jade.
However, with just a thought, countless illusory mountains would appear above.
Countless mountains moved with his palm.
He waved his hands as if he was waving a small world.
" It's done!" Mo Changfeng's face was filled with joy.”
"Next, I'll spend some time refining the Thunderstorm Wings on my back. I can use them with a thought. When I don't need them, I'll hide them in my back bones, and my speed will increase greatly.”
Mo Changfeng spent the rest of his time refining the Thunderstorm Wings.
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There were thirty-six small grotto-heavens in Daoism.
Now, in the twelfth heavenly passage, the Heavenly Pillar Treasure Extreme Mysterious Sky.
It was located in Iron Pillar Temple.
There is a platform in the temple, floating on the cursed water.
But now, the curse water was boiling and the platform was shaking.
"Dao Abyss! Dao Abyss…"
An extremely angry roar came from below the platform. Even though there were countless curses, the biting cold anger still soared into the sky.
As the Curse Water boiled, demonic qi kept rising from below.
The entire Iron Pillar Temple was shrouded in demonic energy.
Countless disciples of Iron Pillar Temple gathered on the platform, their faces filled with panic.
The Hierarch and Elder were also worried.
Now, no one dared to cast the Curse Water to check.
Below the platform.
Beside the huge iron pillar.
A giant blood-red wolf was rampaging wildly, shaking its head and wagging its tail.
Its golden eyes were like giant lanterns, shining brightly under the dark platform.
Its four limbs and neck were bound by iron chains that glinted with a cold light, connected to the iron pillar behind it.
It could only move a step, but every time it stepped on the ground with its front paws, it would cause the earth to shake.
The iron pillar kept shaking.
The iron buckle on the giant blood-red wolf was cracking.
In front of his eyes was darkness, but images were flowing.
He had lived for too long, but there were some things that he could not calm down.
Hundreds of years ago, raiders were everywhere. A small town had just experienced a human tragedy, and bones were everywhere.
Moon-Devouring Wolf saved a child in the fire.
He raised him and taught him the Dao.
The child grew up and became a Taoist priest on the mountain.
Many years later, the child had a Daoist name, Dao Yuan.
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