Chapter 1478 Mental Strength Level 14

It seems that Yuan Ling just woke up and saved him. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ

This magma sea is filled with an extremely strong negative aura, which is exactly what Yuan Ling likes. It is reasonable for him to wake up.

"Wait..."

"Where is the martial soul of the Black Mist Magician in my body?"

Ye Feng, who was not happy, was shocked and hurriedly looked inside, but found that his body was empty.

There was nothing in his declining sea of ​​​​gods, whether it was negative aura or purple evil fire, there was no trace of it.

"Are you talking about that king-level martial soul?"

"This Yuanling has already swallowed it. If it weren't for this little martial soul, this Yuanling might not be able to wake up immediately."

"Tsk tsk, the negative attribute energy here is really a great tonic. After absorbing it, this Yuanling has reached saturation at the current stage, which can save decades of hard work."

Before he finished speaking, Yuanling frowned and scolded: "Stinky boy, do you want to die? You dare to break into the sea eye of the Shenwu Water Clan?"

Ye Feng spread his hands helplessly: "I was just forced to be chased here, otherwise... I wouldn't come in even if you invited me..."

With a move in his heart, his mental power contained the complex information in his mind and sank into the figure of Yuanling. It was exactly what Ye Feng had encountered during this period of time.

The Yuanling who received the message had gradually cold eyes, and there were waves of gray murderous intent surging on his body.

"I didn't expect that you have come to the Middle Thousand World after this Yuan Ling took a nap?"

"Having strong opponents as your opponents along the way can indeed hone your skills, but... two Saint Realms, it's too shameless to deal with a small Void Realm."

The words were full of contempt.

"Alas, good people are bullied, good horses are ridden, who made me have no background, just a small character that is not worth mentioning..."

Ye Feng sighed and shook his head with difficulty.

"Haha, stinky boy, don't think that this Yuan Ling doesn't know what you are thinking, in fact, you don't need to use the self-torture trick, it's not easy to get to the first level, this Yuan Ling is also thinking of moving his hands and feet."

Looking at Ye Feng proudly, Yuan Ling said with a grin.

Being told what he was thinking, Ye Feng was a little embarrassed, his eyes fell on Yuan Ling's almost solid body, and asked curiously: "Get to the first level? What level of cultivation are you at now?"

Naturally, he still had some concerns in his heart.

Ao Shuanglou plus Tian Wugan, two Saint Realms, this strength should not be underestimated.

"With the help of the negative energy here, it should be... not a big problem to take care of one or two early Saint Realm people."

After answering casually, Yuan Ling turned his gaze to the virtual spirit dragon hidden in the darkness not far away. After observing for a while, his eyes showed some excitement again: "It is difficult for living things to survive in the sea eye. I didn't expect that such a spiritual creature of heaven and earth would be born..."

"If you take care of it, you will get unexpected benefits."

When mentioning the spirit dragon, Ye Feng shuddered subconsciously.

The negative aura caused by this beast almost dissipated most of his spiritual power in the sea of ​​​​mind.

However, when he turned his head and looked into the distance, he was stunned. The fierce sea eye spirit dragon was curled up at this moment, with a look of extreme fear.

"Let me take care of it? Is it okay?" Despite this, Ye Feng still did not dare to be careless.

"Don't worry, under the awe of this Yuan Ling, the power of this spirit creature is only one tenth of it. Besides, it was injured by someone and its original power was seriously lost..." Yuan Ling said nonchalantly, pretending to fly over there.

"This is your chance, kid. If you don't want to seize it... then this Yuan Ling will swallow it. Don't blame me for not reminding you in advance."

"Don't... it's not my style to not take advantage of it... It's not my Ye Feng's style."

"Done!" Ye Feng calmed his mind, stood up and stepped out of the range covered by the twelve light symbols.

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. You didn't expect that you would have this day. Now, it's time for me to collect my debt."

When Ye Feng thought of almost becoming a slave to this beast, his anger rose immediately.

Roar...

Seeing Ye Feng approaching, the spirit dragon instinctively roared, purple light flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth and spit out a purple flame.

But it was indeed as Yuan Ling said, the strength of this purple flame could not be compared with the previous one.

"Go to hell!"

After a loud shout, the Yuan power in Ye Feng's hand burst out, and he defeated the purple flame with one blow, and then pressed on the spirit dragon's body.

Now, Ye Feng's only mental strength was severely damaged.

The previous internal and external injuries had long been recovered after two days of repair, and did not affect the use of martial arts.

Feeling the murderous intent revealed in the punch, the spirit dragon seemed to be enraged, raised his head and let out a piercing roar, and the purple in his eyes became unusually strong.

Dozens of negative auras shot like arrows, quickly wrapped Ye Feng, and stabbed at his mind.

However, Yuan Ling raised his finger, and a wisp of gray mist flew out, immediately corrupting and decaying most of the negative auras, and eliminating them into nothingness.

The remaining part invaded Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness. Ye Feng barely raised his mental strength and shook it violently, and completely dispersed it.

"Huh? It seems that my mental strength has become stronger? It seems to have entered... the fourteenth level?"

Seeing that a trace of negative aura was instantly defeated by himself, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a trace of joy.

"Nonsense."

"You previously withstood a very strong wave of impact from it, and while your resistance has increased, your strength can also be improved a little."

"Tsk tsk... Your Yuanli cultivation level is not worth mentioning, but your mental strength is beyond the expectations of this Yuanling. In the virtual realm stage, it can reach the fourteenth level... This strength is comparable to that of the Tribulation Sage. ”

Sensing that Ye Feng's mental strength had increased to the fourteenth level, Yuan Ling nodded in approval.

"Without further delay, let's break up this spiritual creature's will. It seems that someone above is sealing the sea eye, probably trying to prevent the Yuanling from getting out."

Looking up at the sky, Yuan Ling's expression became more serious.

"good!"

Ye Feng sneered and looked at the shrunken Xu Huan Linglong. His body suddenly moved and rushed out like a stream of light. He punched in the air, causing a violent fist wind to hit Linglong's head.

Snapped!

An angry roar sounded, and the spirit dragon shrank, its eyes almost filled with purple fire, and its tail twitched horizontally, making a sonic boom sound.

"Why don't you lead your neck to be slaughtered?"

Seeing Linglong who was unwilling to give up his struggle, Ye Feng smiled lightly. With Yuanling as his backing, he could just give it a try.

"Exotic fire!"

Before the Zisha Xuanhuo could hit him, the seal in Ye Feng's hand changed, and a puff of "green black fire" flew up and collided with the Zisha Xuanhuo.

"The power of Lei Yuan!"

The fist was punched out again, and a thunderbolt shot out with lightning speed, hitting the center of the spirit dragon's head.

The thunder attribute is inherently capable of restraining negative auras. If it had been before, Ye Feng would certainly have been unable to cause harm to the spirit dragon, but the spirit dragon was currently in an extremely weak state and could only be hit with one hit.

Stab...

A series of harsh thunderstorms sounded, the spirit dragon raised its head and screamed shrilly, and its body became more illusory...