Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

When Chen Yuan rushed out, he was still a thousand feet away from Kun Feng. If the distance was any closer, he would not be able to avoid Kun Feng's perception.

Kun Feng rushed to the abyss and was feeling relaxed. He was a little surprised to see Chen Yuan suddenly appear in front of him.

Faced with the oncoming blue light blade, he subconsciously flapped his wings, and his body silently moved several feet to the side, easily dodging it.

Only then did he react, and he flew into a rage, his eyes full of murderous intent: "You're looking for death!"

He flapped his wings again, and his figure disappeared on the spot. The next moment, he appeared behind Chen Yuan. His right hand stretched out like lightning, covered with a layer of dark light. It was the innate magical power that he had displayed in the sea of ​​wind and thunder!
And the moment Kun Feng's figure disappeared, Chen Yuan looked solemn. He raised his hand and grabbed. Yuan Lu Jia appeared in front of him out of thin air, swelled in the wind, and turned into a size of about ten feet, protecting him around.

Kun Feng just appeared behind Chen Yuan, and the Yuan Crocodile Armor flashed with spiritual light. It protected its master on its own and took the initiative to come forward. The criss-crossing patterns on its back armor shone brightly, and a shadow of a Yuan Crocodile emerged, roaring towards the sky.

Kun Feng mobilized all his demonic power, and the dark light on his right hand became deeper, with a very light purple hue, which easily penetrated the Yuanluo armor, like a sharp blade inserted into tofu, and then smashed the Yuanluo phantom into pieces and grabbed Chen Yuan's back.

He practiced on Beiming Island for ten years and consumed countless elixirs. His cultivation level increased greatly and he was only one step away from the thunder tribulation of transformation. His control over his innate magical powers also improved and his power increased greatly.

With all his strength at this moment, even a mid-level magic weapon can be broken with one strike!
Kun Feng teleported here and attacked Chen Yuan. Yuan Lu Jia protected his master on his own. It was a long story, but it only took a moment. After Yuan Lu Jia was broken, Chen Yuan almost turned around.

Kun Feng threw away the broken Yuan Crocodile Armor and grabbed Chen Yuan with his left hand. The dark light surged on his arm, cutting through the void, leaving a faint silver-white mark, which looked very much like a space crack.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

When Kun Feng fights against enemies, he always uses the power of space without any fancy moves. Anyone who gets close to him will inevitably die.

Only Chen Yuan had escaped unscathed from the sea of ​​wind and thunder, but that was because Ao Bo was captured and he was afraid to use force. Today, he must avenge his previous humiliation!
Chen Yuan had no Yuanluo armor to protect him, so he retreated ten feet, trying to create some distance between the two of them.

But the pair of pitch-black wings behind Kun Feng just fluttered slightly, and like a thorn in the flesh, he teleported behind Chen Yuan again.

Chen Yuan immediately turned around to meet the enemy. His reaction was extremely quick, but ten years had passed and Kun Feng's mastery of the art of teleportation had become even more profound. He could appear and disappear like a ghost, and no one could dodge him unless they were cultivators who also mastered the art of teleportation.

Chen Yuan had just turned around when Kun Feng's fist was already in front of him. Chen Yuan's eyes became fierce, and instead of retreating, he stepped forward to meet the fist, raising his right hand to block in front of him.

At the same time, the Sky-Suppressing Stone appeared out of thin air in his left palm. He crushed it with one hand, and an invisible space wave suddenly spread out, affecting an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius.

Kun Feng felt that he was tightly wrapped by an invisible net, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward, and was shocked.

But looking at Chen Yuan who was so close to him, he immediately put aside this feeling of restraint. His demonic power flowed, and the dark light on his right arm swallowed everything, darker than the darkest night.

puff!
Kun Feng inserted his right hand into Chen Yuan's abdomen. Chen Yuan's body was strong, and after using his nameless magical power, he could even resist mid-level magic weapons. However, in front of Kun Feng's innate magical power that was no different from a space crack, he was as fragile as a piece of white paper.

This is a magical power that even the Kun Fish Demon King cannot master. It is a gift from the true spirit bloodline to Kun Feng!
But at this moment, Chen Yuan's right hand also grabbed Kun Feng's right arm, forcing it to stop in front of Chen Yuan's dantian, unable to move forward an inch.

His strength was no weaker than Kun Feng's, and he was not at a disadvantage in the wrestling.

Incandescence and darkness intertwined together, the dark light devoured the Zhuyan True Fire, cutting the Binghuan into pieces, but the Zhuyan True Fire also invaded Kunfeng's body, appeared in the soul space, and burned his soul.

This is a battle between two kinds of true spiritual power, and no one can gain the upper hand.

But Zhu Yan's true fire burned Kun Feng's soul, but the space crack only severely damaged Chen Yuan's body.

"Ah!" Kun Feng roared, his eyes bloodshot. The severe pain of his soul being burned almost drove him crazy. Endless brutal murderous intent rose in his heart, and his consciousness was scattered for a moment.

And at this moment of gap, Chen Yuan grabbed with his left hand, and the Heavenly Thunder Talisman appeared out of thin air in his hand, ignited without fire, and stuck to Kun Feng!
boom!
The next moment, loud thunder exploded, resounding over a hundred miles. The wind and clouds changed color, and dark clouds gathered, covering the sky and the sun.

A bolt of lightning fell from the sky, as agile as a dragon, emitting a breath of destruction, and struck towards Kun Feng!
Different from Jing Shuhan's Heavenly Thunder Talisman, this one contains a trace of the power of thunder, which can truly draw down thunder from the sky, and its power is infinite!

Kun Feng's face changed, he forced himself to suppress the severe pain in his soul, exerted force suddenly, and pulled his right arm back.

Chen Yuan did not stop him. He loosened his right hand and let him pull out his right arm. A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth and his breathing fluctuated.

The dark light on Kun Feng's right arm was no different from a crack in space. Fortunately, his body was strong and he still had some strength to resist. If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would have been dead by now.

But even so, the dark light devoured his flesh and blood, and tore his meridians and bones, still causing him serious injuries.

Kun Feng retracted his right arm, flapped his wings, and was about to use the teleportation technique to avoid the thunder.

But the feeling of being tightly wrapped in a net came over him, and the void that he had been able to thrive in before now kept him out, and the teleportation technique was no longer effective!

Kun Feng was horrified and immediately retreated, but the thunder fell so fast that he failed to use the teleportation technique and missed his last chance.

Thunder struck Kun Feng, and silver arcs of electricity spread wildly, enveloping him. Kun Feng knew that it was a life-or-death moment, so he frantically activated his demonic power and transformed himself into a thirty-foot-long Kun fish, pitch black, huge, with a bird-like beak and wings, looking very strange.

He opened his mouth and sucked, swallowing the silver-white electric arc into his stomach. This was the innate magical power he had used when dealing with Jinsha, swallowing the sky and eating the earth!

This kind of magical power can devour everything. The raging silver electric arcs were constantly swallowed into Kun Feng's mouth and quickly became thinner.

But there is a limit to swallowing the sky and eating the earth. After all, Kun Feng is only a seventh-level monster and can only swallow half of the power of the heavenly thunder. His huge body is charred everywhere and is badly damaged.

"Chen Yuan, I will kill you!" A deep voice came out from Kun Feng's huge mouth, with a low hum.

"Next life!" Chen Yuan shouted loudly, and the Red Flame Pearl appeared out of thin air in the palm of his left hand. He then flicked his fingers and shot towards Kun Feng like a meteor!

The Red Flame Pearl was only the size of a walnut, and looked extremely inconspicuous in front of Kun Feng's huge body, but it exuded a violent aura that was comparable to the Heavenly Thunder Talisman.

Kun Feng was horrified, but he couldn't use the teleportation technique at this moment. He could only flap his wings, and his huge body retreated briskly like a puff of floating catkins.

For Kun fish, the void is the ocean. Even if there is a void-suppressing stone to suppress spatial fluctuations, it is impossible to cut off the connection between Kun fish and the void.

But the Red Flame Pearl came with lightning speed, and Kun Feng's body was too huge. Although he retreated dozens of feet in an instant and was about to escape the suppression range of the Suppressing Sky Stone, he was still caught up by the Red Flame Pearl.

boom!
The red flame bead hit Kun Feng's abdomen and exploded with a loud bang. The true fire that had been condensed in the bead since ancient times swept through Kun Feng's body. The violent fire spiritual power poured into Kun Feng's body, burning everything.

Kun Feng let out a long howl of pain, a deep and long sound, like a sad song.

He had just used his innate magical power to swallow the sky and the earth and absorbed the power of the heavenly thunder. Now he could no longer use it and completely bore the power of the explosion from the Red Flame Pearl.

But he was a descendant of the true spirit after all, his demon body was strong and his vitality was extremely tenacious. Even if he was hit by the full power of half a Heavenly Thunder Talisman and a Red Flame Pearl, he was only seriously injured and did not die.

After the true fire dissipated, Kun Feng's body was revealed. His body was covered with wounds so deep that the bones could be seen. His tail was broken, revealing white bones. Blood was pouring down like a waterfall. One of his black wings was broken, and the feathers on the other wing were all burned. He looked extremely miserable.

He stared at Chen Yuan with his huge eyes, and his huge body suddenly fell down and dived into the sea.

He no longer had the strength to fight, and filled with fear, he just wanted to retreat.

He has been roaming the Sea of ​​Monsters for nearly two hundred years, killing countless souls. This is the first time he has escaped.

But one of his wings was broken and his speed dropped significantly.

Chen Yuan had already suppressed the injury in his abdomen, and he caught up with him, laughing loudly: "Kun Feng, this abyss of ten thousand feet is where you will be buried!"

He was severely injured by Kun Feng's attack, and then he activated the Heavenly Thunder Talisman and the Red Flame Pearl, both of which consumed a lot of true energy. Only less than 30% of the true energy in his body was left, but his condition was still much stronger than Kun Feng's.

Seeing him catching up, Kun Feng growled, "Chen Yuan, don't push me too far!"

A flash of light appeared on his huge body, and he turned into a human form again. His body was covered with scars. His left leg was broken below the knee, his left wing behind him was broken, and his left hand was completely devoid of flesh and blood, leaving only white bones. He looked even more miserable than the body of the Kun fish.

A mustard seed ring flew out of his mouth. Kun Feng grabbed it with his right hand and took out a talisman. It ignited without fire and turned into a rain of swords that shot towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan took a look and found that the power of these sword rains was mediocre. At most, they could only threaten ordinary late Jindan cultivators, but were completely useless to him.

He pointed his finger and swung Fu Hai Ge lightly. Hundreds of blue light blades shot out and cut off all the sword rain in the sky.

Chen Yuan laughed sarcastically: "Is this your last resort?"

Kun Feng felt a surge of regret in his heart and threw the mustard ring aside.

The Kunyu clan naturally has no shortage of treasures, and he is a half-human and half-demon. Although he has not survived the thunder tribulation of transformation, he can still control magic weapons and talismans like a human cultivator.

However, he was proud of his pure bloodline and extraordinary talent, and he always disdained the magic weapons of human cultivators. He only relied on his innate supernatural powers to fight the enemies.

The mustard seed ring only contained some ordinary treasures obtained from human cultivators, which were of no use at all.

Chen Yuan rushed to Kun Feng, his right hand was as fast as lightning, grabbing Kun Feng, and the Zhuyan True Fire rose up.

Kun Feng barely mobilized the last of his demonic power, covered his hands with a layer of dark light, and raised his hands to resist.

Chen Yuan grabbed Kun Feng's arm, ignoring the fact that Bing Huan was cut into pieces by the space cracks, and ignoring the blood dripping from his right hand, Zhu Yan's true fire rose up fiercely and gushed out! (End of this chapter)