The Legend of Futian Chapter 257: Resonance
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Around the magic cauldron, the spiritual energy ran away, and a powerful coercion suppressed it and fell on Ye Futian's body.
At this moment, Ye Futian's body is like a monster, the body of the true dragon Jinpeng, bearing this terrible pressure.
The **** ape straightened his back, and suddenly the magic cauldron rose a little bit. The more he rose, the stronger the pressure.
After a while, the magic cauldron rose by a foot, and many people stared at Ye Futian's figure, worthy of being a disciple of thatched cottage. They made an extraordinary move and directly lifted the magic cauldron by a foot.
Furthermore, Ye Futian's body didn't even directly touch the magic cauldron, but he seemed to be condensing with the law to behave as a monster and prop up the magic cauldron.
Above the magic cauldron, the patterns are shining, those demons patterns are flowing with terrifying light, an invisible force descends on the magic cauldron, making it heavy, crushing everything, and at the same time, there is a terrible magic way The will rushed into Ye Futian's mind and turned into invisible coercion.
The pressure of the magic cauldron ranges from intangible to tangible. The stronger the resistance, the stronger and terrifying the pressure the magic cauldron releases, which can infinitely increase the power of the magic cauldron to oppress it.
Ye Futian's movement to lift the tripod was very slow, but it did not stop. The tripod continued to rise a little bit. He did not dare to lift the tripod directly at once. The more intense the method, the stronger the backlash. , Once you break through the limit you can withstand in a sudden, it is a dead end.
This magic cauldron is notoriously bad, and it can really kill those who hold it.
When the magic cauldron rose to two feet, the coercion became stronger, and Ye Futian seemed to have a phantom demon **** in his mind, and a terrifying force crazily suppressed his body. Device can suppress everything.
Ye Futian felt this coercion, and the powerful will in his mind counteracted the will of the magic way that came, and protected the will in the body with the will of the emperor. There was a terrible light flowing on his body, and he was invincible.
However, at this moment, the magic cauldron stopped and Ye Futian did not continue to lift the cauldron. At this time, the power from the magic cauldron was already strong enough. Although he could continue to rise, he did not do so.
The strong will guards the immortality of one's own will, and at the same time, the spirit will feel the power of the magic cauldron. Inadvertently, the will invades the magic cauldron, like entering a picture of the magic god, that is the world of the magic god.
After a while, Ye Futian's will retreated. Diyi couldn't use too much strength to enter it and could not resist the Demon God's will, but he was able to protect his will.
Endless brilliance descended on his body, and a powerful will rushed into his mind. He actually ran the body refining technique, and his body looked like a real dragon rushing, a golden-winged big peng bird appeared, and a **** ape roared with the help of That external force refines the body.
Liu Feiyang is right, this magic cauldron can indeed be used to temper the body.
However, ordinary people would not do this. After all, how many people can persist under the magic cauldron?
Only those top evil characters can do it.
Ye Futian kept his posture at this moment, allowing the magic cauldron to stay two feet in the air, closing his eyes, and letting the endless power rush to refine his body.
So, in the eyes of outsiders, Ye Futian seemed to be running the exercises to resist the suppression of the magic cauldron.
"Can it only be two feet?"
Seeing this scene, some people whispered that if other people did this step, it would be very powerful, but that was Ye Futian holding a tripod, two feet, it was not so worthy of showing off.
However, after another thought, Ye Futian's cultivation base is not high after all. It is already very difficult to be able to lift a tripod by two feet, probably because the expectations of the Caotang disciples are too high.
However, they saw Ye Futian standing there still, as if stalemate with the magic cauldron, constantly bearing the pressure of the magic cauldron.
"What is he doing?"
"Do you want to keep trying?"
Some people argued that at this moment, Ye Futian moved again, and the magic cauldron rose again. His body roared, and his bloodline seemed to be roaring, as if under extremely strong pressure.
"It seems that I am not reconciled." People from Donghua Sect smiled and said.
But what if you are not reconciled? The more difficult the magic cauldron becomes, the more difficult it is for Ye Futian to continue to attack.
After a while, the ghost shadow on Ye Futian's body was raised an inch higher again, and the pressure became stronger.
His eyes closed tightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his body.
"Is the Caotang disciple actually so cautious." Yin Mo looked at Ye Futian's figure and spoke faintly. He hoped that Ye Futian would be more aggressive. If he was so cautious and tried a little bit of advancement, it would be difficult for Mo Ding to direct him kill.
Of course, if Ye Futian has been reluctant to give up like this, if he suddenly collapses and cannot bear it, it will also be a disaster.
Everyone has many thoughts and ideas, but at this time Ye Futian is totally immersed in self-cultivation, running the body training method, constantly tempering himself, borrowing the pressure of the magic cauldron, and he Every once in a while, the tripod will be lifted up, which is to strengthen the strength and keep it in the best state that can be borrowed to practice.
Finally, when the magic cauldron rose to two feet and five inches, Ye Futian's body seemed to burst, and a terrifying storm hammer hit his body. His body was tight and his body seemed to have reached a critical point.
An invisible force bucked the trend, and the spiritual energy gathered into a terrible storm. Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked up, the **** ape roared, his hands seemed to support the world.
Above Ye Futian's body, endless physical power exploded fiercely, and terrifying power hit the magic cauldron, causing it to rise quickly.
Seeing this scene flashed a terrifying edge in Yin Mo's eyes, and he was looking forward to seeing such a scene.
However, when Ye Futian's infinite power exploded fiercely, his figure flashed, and he walked directly out of the magic cauldron like a golden-winged roc.
The fierce burst of power on the magic cauldron was directly suppressed in the empty space, and then fell to the ground fiercely, and the earth trembled like an earthquake.
"Three feet." Everyone saw the final height of the magic cauldron, the height of three feet. Is that the limit that Ye Futian did his best?
Moreover, in a sense, Ye Futian did not lift the tripod, because he fled at the moment of bursting power.
"Before the top princes of the Qin Dynasty and Donghuazong, they were also three feet." Yin Mo said, everyone's eyes flashed when they heard Yin Mo's words, Ye Futian's realm was low, but he was already close to those people.
And Buddha, did the strongest.
Ye Futian glanced at Yin Mo, smiled, didn't say anything, just in that moment, his physical body broke through the limit, the body training method broke through, and the martial arts broke through.
At this moment, he just feels very comfortable all over. As for lifting the tripod...If he can't practice, does it make sense?
How about three feet or four feet? How can a low-key person like him care about the opinions of others.
At this moment, he stared at the magic cauldron, his gaze was burning, what a good baby, it was a pity that he couldn't take it away.
"You go try?" Ye Futian walked back to Ye Wuchen and the others and said.
Ye Wuchen shook his head. He is a pure sword cultivator, holding a tripod, it is useless to practice.
"Yu Sheng." Ye Futian's eyes fell on Yu Sheng, and Yu Sheng nodded, naturally understanding Ye Futian's meaning, and walked towards the magic cauldron.
This magic cauldron is also suitable for him, capable of tempering his physical body.
"Thatched cottage, rest of my life."
Many eyes fell on Yu Sheng. Although Yu Sheng did not become a disciple of thatched cottage, he claimed to be a woodcutter in that cottage during the Qin Dynasty, but no one dared to despise him.
Yu Sheng walked under the magic cauldron, he was burly, like Kuashan, holding the cauldron with both hands, and then violently force, the magic cauldron was lifted.
From the top of the magic cauldron, there was a strong and coercive force. For the rest of my life, with a roar, the magic cauldron kept raising, and quickly rose one foot in height.
Kwa Shan stared at this scene, a little speechless, that guy was more powerful than him.
Tuobayun naturally shut up too. When Ye Futian lifted the tripod, he shut up because he couldn't do it.
Similarly, the pressure fell, Yu Sheng's flesh was glowing with a dark golden luster, like a layer of armor, letting it be crushed by endless power, when the invisible will of the devil came, his eyes The pupil became extremely strange and terrifying, like the eye of a demon god, the powerful will not afraid of everything, and continued to lift the demon cauldron.
Gradually, the magic cauldron rose to a height of two feet.
"What a terrifying power." Everyone stared at him for the rest of his life. The dark golden magic light on his body was shining, and his physical power exploded, extremely terrifying, and he was still lifting the magic cauldron up.
The terrifying demon god’s will power rushed into the will of the rest of his life madly, and his own will was extremely terrifying, his eyes seemed to have turned into magic pupils~IndoMTL.com~The dark golden skin actually appeared in a vortex, swallowing The power from the suppression, at the same time, his magic way will actually swallow the attacking magic way will power a little bit, as if refining.
The magic cauldron is raised a little bit, two feet one inch, two inches... until it is close to three feet.
Many people's hearts are trembling, they are close to three feet, and they are stronger than Ye Futian's.
"Huh?" Ye Futian's eyes flashed, revealing a strange color. He faintly noticed a trace of unusual aura, and his thoughts of great freedom were running. Then he saw a shocking scene, the magic power flowing through his body for the rest of his life. It seemed to resonate with the magic power in the magic cauldron.
"This..."
Although Ye Futian knew that the exercises practiced for the rest of his life would be very suitable for lifting a tripod, he did not expect it to be.
What level of magic is the kind of magic that the foster father gave Yu Sheng to practice? The power of this magic cauldron will be swallowed and refined.
Yu Sheng's body is still rising, the magic cauldron has passed three feet, and it is still going up without any signs of decline.
"What's the situation?"
The surrounding powerhouses were all shocked by this scene. At this moment, behind Yu Sheng, a terrible light bloomed. The next moment, a pair of huge wings appeared shiningly, like the wings of a demon god.
The huge Demon God’s wings flapped, Yu Sheng’s body continued to rise, lifting the Demon Cauldron into the air, higher and higher.
Three feet, four feet... Constantly raising.
At this moment, he has surpassed the Buddha, and it seems that he has not reached his limit.
It's like again, there is no limit.
Ye Futian showed a weird look. Could it be that he really wants to take this magic cauldron away today?
In this case, I really want to thank the Yin family!
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