C74 Yellow Soul State Greater Celestial Full Cultivation

Ye Feng rubbed his temples and looked at her eagerly. He said, "Where can I find Earth Grade Weapon for you now? Three million Soul Stones, or an earth grade martial skill, you can choose it yourself! "

"You have no conscience, at least I saved your life! Can three million Earth Grade Weapons be compared? I don't care, I want the Earth Grade Weapon! "

Ziyan was finally counting on him. This powerful queen was currently pouting and glaring at him.

This girl had saved him at the last moment. This was an indisputable fact. Ye Feng did not want their relationship to become too stiff. He said, "When we reach Ice City, I will think of a way to buy it for you!"

"That's more like it!" Ziyan's eyelashes curled up, and she stuck out her tongue proudly. This way, she would have a reason to stay by this evildoer's side. Based on a woman's intuition, she felt that this youth was definitely not simple!

"Alright, quickly go outside. I want to cultivate!" Ye Feng urged, then concentrated on adjusting his condition!

Ziyan walked to the cave entrance and suddenly remembered that last night, the youth also guarded her like this. She could not help but blush.

"Idiot, if there is a chance, you don't know how to grasp it properly. You can regret it!" She angrily shouted and her voice was pitifully soft.

"The legendary Soul Condensing Grass is comparable to a third grade Medicine Pill." Ye Feng took a deep breath and put the Soul Condensing Grass into his mouth.

The Soul Condensing Grass melted as soon as it entered his mouth. A slightly sweet liquid flowed down his throat and into his stomach.

He swallowed the entire Soul Condensing Grass in no time.

Hiss ~ Ye Feng felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and he couldn't help but suck in a cold breath of air. The medicinal strength of the Soul Condensing Grass was even faster than a third grade Medicine Pill.

If this continued, he would definitely burn all the meridians in his body. He immediately guided the burning medicinal strength along his body and circulated it for a large cycle, then injected it all into the Purple Palace Qi Pool.

The medicinal strength! With a swoosh, the cells in his meridians continued to necrosis, and new cells were quickly replenished. His constitution was improving bit by bit.

The Yellow Soul Stage celestial cultivation base was separated by a small river. The distance between the Yellow Soul Stage and the Profound Soul Stage was like a huge mountain!

A warrior had to use every tempering to improve his physique. Only when he finally advanced to the Profound Soul Stage would he be able to withstand the tremendous strength of a powerful warrior, and not explode and die!

Ye Feng's greatest advantage was that his meridians were completely memorized in his mind. He did not need to explore and open them like other martial artists, and in the end, he would be covered in injuries!

His expression was painful. He felt like he was in a furnace right now. The cells in his body were constantly being updated, and his strength was also becoming stronger and stronger.

Traces of black impurities were squeezed out of the pores on his skin. In just half a day, he had turned into a clay figurine!

The ninety meter long Qi Pool within his Zifu grew bigger and bigger. The nineteen meridians that were connected to him were also circulating true qi at high speed.

After reaching a certain peak, Ye Feng suddenly felt a tearing pain in his mind.

The Qi Pool expanded with a bang, reaching a hundred meters! The limit of a Yellow Soul Stage!

"The Qi Pool has already reached its peak, but there is still a small portion of its medicinal strength left. If I continue to hold on, I'm afraid my Zifu will explode!"

Ye Feng realized the severity of the problem. Although he had broken through to the great circle of the Yellow Soul Stage Major Heavenly Grade, the endurance of his body was not something that could be destroyed!

Every realm had its peak. If one's body could not withstand it, then they would only die from exploding!

"Come, the twentieth meridian!"

Ye Feng quickly circulated the remaining medicinal strength and aimed at a new meridian!

For a normal martial practitioner at the peak of the Yellow Soul Stage, being able to open sixteen meridians was already heaven defying.

It would become more and more difficult to open up in the future. The chances of failure would also become higher and higher, causing injuries all over the body.

However, Ye Feng was attacking his 20th meridian. There were four more meridians than martial artists with good aptitude!

Four meridians, that was the difference between forty to sixty soul force points!

Ziyan sat at the corner and just happened to not see Ye Feng's situation. But she could also feel that the aura inside the cave was getting stronger and stronger!

"Ye Feng, Ye Feng, what did you do? It has only been less than three days, and you are going to advance again. How can the martial artists in the world live?"

At a certain moment, a wave of air suddenly came from the cave. It swept up dust and blew out of the cave.

Ziyan stood up in a huff. Her expression was nervous as if she was looking inside. She walked in and saw that as she expected, Ye Feng had advanced again!

"Big brother, can you save some face for me? You advanced so quickly, I feel very inferior!" Ziyan said in grief, but at the same time, she did not forget to pinch her nose.

Ye Feng looked at the black mud all over his body and helplessly smiled bitterly. "If you knew what I was carrying on my back, you would probably advance faster than me!"

After saying that, he ran out of the cave and plunged into the pond in the small stream. Even he could not bear the stench.

His twentieth meridian also increased his soul power by twenty segments. That was why he was able to unleash a total of one hundred and sixty segments of soul power without using any skills!

An ordinary martial practitioner of the same rank would at most be at one hundred and twenty segments. There was a total difference of forty segments!

Three Layered Waves, two hundred and forty segments!

First style of the palm, 220 stages!

Ziyan half leaned against the tree, her posture graceful. The young man was wearing his clothes with his back facing her. There was a three-inch-long scar at the back of his heart, and she saw it.

The sword in his heart was dead for sure! Then, how did he survive?

"Let's go! Let's go and see if Loong Mietian has any business to attend to. I am in a hurry to find Bone Tiger to practice my skills!"

Ye Feng put on his clothes and shouted at the woman. In the end, he found that the woman's eyes were somewhat evasive. He didn't think too much about it and walked into the forest.

In the Lanze Continent, there had never been a rumor of someone entering the True Extreme Stage. And the Beast Fire of the Bone Tiger might very well help him enter that legendary realm!

The Bone Tiger must be killed!