Naihe Bridge!

When it landed on the bridge, huge rules crushed over and Yang Feng sacrificed the Naihe Bridge.

Yang Feng didn't even take out the Book of Realms this time. Who knows what will happen in this place? If something happens and his Book of Realms is lost, it will be depressing.

As soon as the Naihe Bridge was sacrificed, endless ghosts rushed into the Naihe Bridge wildly.

The violent cold wind swept towards Naihe Bridge, mixing with the original cold wind of Naihe Bridge.

After Naihe Bridge swallowed the endless yin wind and ghosts, it immediately strengthened.

Yang Feng suddenly had an impulse, how long would it take if he condensed the Seven Bridges in the Underworld?

Once the Seven Bridges' magical powers are successfully condensed, and if they kill a powerful person like Ding Yi, he may not even need to sacrifice the Star-Splitting Arrow.

Click!

The powerful aura of rules hit Yang Feng. Even if Yang Feng was a body refiner, his bones began to break.

At this time, Yang Feng didn't care much, grabbed Momba who was struggling at the bridge and retreated frantically.

After leaving, the powerful rule suppression weakened instantly.

Mengba's strength returned to normal. He landed on the ground and looked at Yang Feng and said, "You Kong Xuan's cultivation level has actually withdrawn safely and saved me. Is your magical power just now the Naihe Bridge among the seven bridges?"

Yang Feng nodded, thinking in his heart how dangerous it would be if the Seven Bridges magical powers were improved.

Mengba had no intention of further understanding. After asking Yang Feng, he murmured to himself: "It's useless. Such a powerful soul cultivator is here, Meng Luo's soul has long dissipated, and even if it condenses again, it will lose its mind."

"Soul Cultivation" Yang Feng frowned and asked.

Mengba did not answer Yang Feng's words. He was silent for a few minutes before he came back to his senses and said to Yang Feng, "Yes, soul cultivators. When the rules of the Yin and Netherworld are perfected, once these soul cultivators reach a certain level and do not go to reincarnation, they will be squeezed into nothingness by the rules. Now the rules of the Yin and Netherworld are broken, and more powerful soul cultivators are. The one we saw just now is. They swallow the Yin and Netherworld grow, and the more they are, the less their mind they are, but their strength is greater."

Seeing Mengba’s despair, Yang Feng took out a jade bottle and handed it to Mengba and said, “Fellow Daoist Mengba, thank you for giving me the Dragon Pool, and this pill will be given to you in return.”

Mengba subconsciously took the jade bottle and reacted after he got his jade bottle. He didn't even open it, so he returned the jade bottle to Yang Feng, "Fellow Daoist, thank you. It's useless for me to ask for elixirs now. I, Mengba, have been on the edge of the Sea of ​​Su for so many years. Even though I lost my son, I would not be hit."

Yang Feng smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Momba, I know. I suggest you open the jade bottle and take a look. If it is really useless to you, you can return it to me."

Mengba opened the jade bottle in confusion, and then shouted in shock, "Is this the Soul Pill, or is it a special? How could you have this... By the way, your friend also took the Soul Pill."

Momba held the jade bottle tightly with both hands, and her heart was already moved by ecstasy, and even spoke incoherently.

"Is this pill useful to you?"

Although Mengba did not give him the Longchi and threw it somewhere, Yang Feng was still very grateful.

After the matter is finished, he is confident that he will go further through the Dragon Pool.

Mengba bowed and bowed to Yang Feng, "Fellow Taoist, you saved my life just now, and now you saved my son's life. I, Mengba, really don't know how to repay this great kindness."

Yang Feng patted Mengba on the shoulder, "Give me the Dragon Pool, this is much more expensive than a Soul Pill."

Momba said a little embarrassedly, "Fellow Daoist, you know, even if I don't give that dragon pond to you, I can't take it away."

"But I accept your affection." Yang Feng said cautiously.

"Okay." Mengba carefully put away the Soul Pill, took out a divine thought jade slip and handed it to Yang Feng. "Fellow Daoist, if there is a place that needs my Moonba's help in the future, I will not refuse no matter where I am. Also, after we go out this time, I will not go back to Longchi again, and that place will belong to you in the future."

Yang Feng was very satisfied. He was more than a year away from the Five Realms Pill. With the help of Longchi, his cultivation might be further further.

"Fellow Daoist, let's leave here. It's still a bit dangerous before crossing the Soul Bridge. Our strength is still a little low."

Momba had already resurrected in full blood at this time and became cheerful.

Yang Feng smiled, "Fellow Daoist Momba, you leave first and wait for me in the place where the boundary breaks for a few days. My first bridge can be perfected here. After I complete it, I will come soon."

Momba saw Yang Feng’s first bridge and nodded, “Then you have to be careful. You can be at the front of the soul bridge, don’t go in.”

...

After watching Momba leave, Yang Feng carefully stepped onto the soul bridge again.

The first time he was to save Momba, and this time he was to perfect the Seven Bridges magical powers.

As soon as I stepped onto the soul bridge, the terrifying rule power burst over.

Yang Feng was prepared for a long time. While he was consuming the first Naihe Bridge, he began to crazily start practicing the body refining technique.

The terrifying Yin Ming rule was crushed, and under the operation of Yang Feng's martial arts, it instantly transformed into his physical strength.

Yang Feng was soon surprised to find that using this rule to refine the body is better than refining the body under a volcano or thunder tribulation.

It turns out that invisible power is better than physical effects, Yang Feng simply regarded the straightforward flame thunder tribulation body refining as a physical body refining.

Before Yang Feng could taste this joy carefully, the endless ghost rushed towards him.

"The first bridge starts!"

Yang Feng did not come here to refine his body, he did it to improve the magical powers of the Seven Bridges.

When these ghosts swarmed into the first Naihe Bridge, the second Wangxiang Bridge, the third Wangchuan Bridge, and the fourth Huangquan Bridge were sacrificed by Yang Feng.

The three bridges in front were becoming more and more solid, and the fourth Huangquan Bridge also quickly solidified after the endless ghosts and yin energy blasted in.

Not only that, Yang Feng also discovered that the rules of heaven and earth in the Yinming Realm also had a solidification effect on his seven bridges.

The Seven Bridges' magical powers are also solidified. Because of the rules of the Yin and Netherworld, this place is many times better than the Burial Sand.

Under the charm of the Four Bridges Road, Yang Feng's pressure became less and less.

This is not possible. Besides improving the seven bridges, why not do it if he comes here with rules? Yang Feng took a few steps forward again.

A sharp edge pierced into Yang Feng's sea of ​​consciousness silently. Yang Feng's sea of ​​consciousness ceased. The next moment, Yang Feng knew that it was not good, and he was plotted against.

"Boom...Crack..."

Yang Feng just realized that he had been plotted against, and the first Naihe Bridge was shattered by a very cold rule force, and the rule force pressing towards his body suddenly increased at this moment.

"Crack, Crack..."

Even if Yang Feng was careful, his bones would be broken inch by inch, and a blood arrow was spurted out directly.

This is the soul cultivator. When the sea of ​​consciousness was attacked by the ghost sting, and the first Naihe Bridge was broken, Yang Feng knew what the reason was.

It was the soul cultivator Momba mentioned. He had not seen the soul cultivator before entering the soul bridge. He thought that the soul cultivator would not appear on the side of the soul bridge. He did not expect that the soul cultivator had such a high intelligence and knew that he was hiding on the side to attack.

Sure enough, Lei City in Yang Feng's sea of ​​consciousness had just blocked the ghost thorn, and a shadow pounced on Yang Feng.

There is no magical power, only one action to pounce on Yang Feng.

Just a pounce move made Yang Feng breathless.

It’s not that it’s powerful pressure, but the rule pressure brought by this shadow.

Yang Feng was shocked. The use of the rules of the Yin and Underworld shocked him.

If he can use rules to oppress his opponents with this shadow, how can he control any magical powers? Just pass the rules directly.

The first Naihe Bridge was smashed, and the second Wangxiang Bridge was bound. Fortunately, his third Wangchuan Bridge was not suppressed yet.

"The Third Forgetful River Bridge..."

Yang Feng directly rolled the Third Forget Chuan Bridge.

The road on the Wangchuan Bridge is far away, and when you come, you are gray when you go.

The gray foggy bridge rolled up the dense Taoist rhyme of Wangchuan. The Taoist rhyme rolled up and directly rolled the soul cultivator that was rushing over at the bridgehead.

The Forget Chuan Bridge has not yet condensed, and the soul cultivator was trapped at the Forget Chuan Bridge for only a moment and then struggled wildly.

The Wangchuan Bridge, which had not yet been completely solid, began to sway, and the fog-like fog of Wangchuan was gradually thinning.

Yang Feng took advantage of this moment to drive out the ghost sting in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Before the soul cultivator could completely rush out of the Forgetful River Bridge, he directly swept the Fourth Huangquan Bridge.

Yang Feng only has one more blurry outline on Huangquan Bridge, but Yang Feng believes that it would be difficult for him to kill this soul cultivator without using Huangquan Bridge.

There is one advantage of using the Huangquan Bridge in the Yinming Realm, that is, you can use the violent Yin Qi here and the rules of the heaven and earth of the Yinming Realm.

Otherwise, his Huangquan Bridge would not even be sacrificed.

The rules of the Yin Ming Realm were quickly absorbed by the Huangquan Bridge, and the rolling Yin Feng was also driven by Yang Feng's intentional movement and was involved in the Huangquan Bridge.

The Huangquan Bridge was raised at this moment, and a yellow rolling river also went from blur to clear. This yellow rolling river slowly wrapped around the Huangquan Bridge.

The green bridge body of Huangquan Bridge was slowly revealed at this time, and the yellow spring rhymes surrounded the bridge body and the yellow river.

Even if the Huangquan Bridge was sacrificed by Yang Feng, Yang Feng could not control it now.

The rules and power of this bridge are not his supernatural powers or the books of the Seven Bridges Realm, but the rules of heaven and earth in the Yin and Netherworld Realm are used.

"boom……"

The soul cultivator indeed broke free from the third Forget River Bridge that Yang Feng had not yet improved. Before the soul cultivator could recover, he was shrouded in the fourth Huangquan Bridge.

"There is no good or evil in the underworld, the soul turns into dust, and the god is lost..."

The rolling yellow spring Taoist rhyme and the yellow river entangled in the Huangquan Bridge completely roared at this moment.

The soul cultivator who rushed into the Huangquan Bridge had almost no ability to resist, and was directly swept away by the terrifying violent Taoist rhyme and disappeared on the roaring yellow river.

Yang Feng, who was slumped on the ground, looked blankly at the Huangquan Bridge, which was still roaring and rolling in the sky, and felt chills in his heart.
Chapter completed!