Wang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and lightning flashed in his eyes.
He scanned with his Divine Telekinesis.
Within a radius of a thousand meters, he could see all the changes in all the living beings!
It was like a satellite scan!
It was terrifying!
It wasn't as simple as seeing something or a creature within a thousand meters!
He knew everything within the range like the back of his hand.
He didn't even need to open his eyes!
Then, he would be able to sense it clearly!
After condensing his Spiritual Power into a water droplet, this kind of perception was beyond Wang Feng's imagination!
If Wang Feng were to challenge the Path of Hell now, he would be able to learn everything about it just by relying on his senses!
Wang Feng could even predict what kind of attacks would appear!
He could even push through with his Second Gear ability!
"Too strong!"
Wang Feng's Divine Telekinesis changed, and countless black lights formed a pitch-black longsword in mid-air!
Then, whoosh ~ ~!
The longsword suddenly shot out!
In the blink of an eye, it broke through a hundred meters!
It completely exceeded Wang Feng's control of the Mysterious Dark Spike!
And the current Mysterious Dark Spike was abnormally strong!
Using Spiritual Power to control objects to kill people was related to Spiritual Power. The power of the Mysterious Dark Spike was completely proportional to Spiritual Power.
The stronger one's Spiritual Power, the more powerful the Mysterious Dark Spike would be!
With Wang Feng's current Spiritual Power and the fact that the Mysterious Dark Spike was his own Soul Bone, it was equivalent to his Natal Magic Treasure!
And it wasn't an ordinary Flying Sword Magic Treasure!
It was naturally more powerful when used!
The Mysterious Dark Spike became even stronger!
Previously, Wang Feng only used a sharp blade that was tens of centimeters long to test it.
But now, it was no longer limited to this kind of sharp blade!
The Mysterious Dark Spike in any form was extremely powerful under Wang Feng's control!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Within a range of two hundred meters!
In almost a few seconds, countless towering trees were easily cut down and fell in front of Wang Feng!
"Strong!"
Wang Feng's pupils shrank.
If possible, the power of the Mysterious Dark Spike had already surpassed the pure Gear ability and could be considered a brand new Gear ability.
"Those below Rank 80 won't be able to block my Mysterious Dark Flying Sword even if they use Soul Skills!"
Wang Feng felt the power of the Mysterious Dark Spike.
No, it shouldn't be called the Mysterious Underworld Stab anymore. It would be better to call it the Mysterious Underworld Flying Sword.
"In the Capital of Slaughter, soul masters can't use soul skills. The Mysterious Underworld Spike can kill any soul master below Rank 60!"
"Even if he uses a soul skill to defend himself, he won't be able to block the power of the Mysterious Underworld Spike!
Who would have thought that his mental strength would be so terrifying after reaching this level!
It can even harm a Titled Douluo! "
The Mysterious Underworld Spike was an external soul bone. Although it was constantly improving, it wasn't as strong as Wang Feng's other abilities.
It could only harm middle-ranked soul masters.
But now, after his spiritual power had solidified into liquid, its power had reached an unimaginable level!
Wang Feng was even confident that he could form a terrifying killing array with just the flying sword formed from the Mysterious Underworld Spike and fully unleash his mental strength!
However, this kind of killing formation consumed a lot of mental power. It was fine if they were caught off guard, but if they fought for a long time, they would definitely be at a disadvantage.
However, Wang Feng was satisfied. After all, his current mental power could only condense one water droplet.
The mental power that had been stored for so long would slowly transform into more water droplets as he cultivated, and his mental power would become stronger.
"Sooner or later, I'll be able to take your heads from a thousand miles away!"
Wang Feng laughed. "I, Wang Feng, will also be a sword immortal in the future."
"Sword, come!"
Wang Feng shouted out loudly, and the Netherezim Flying Sword was like a fleeting shadow that descended before Wang Feng!
"Grow!"
Wang Feng said plainly.
Instantly, the black light condensed on the flying sword twice, causing it to grow larger. In the past, the larger the object formed by the Mysterious Underworld Spike was, the harder it would be for Wang Feng to control it with his mental power. However, this problem was solved now.
Unless he formed a huge sword with tens of thousands of Mysterious Underworld Spikes, Wang Feng might find it difficult to control it.
However, this problem didn't exist with a sword that was slightly thicker.
Wang Feng jumped lightly and landed steadily on the flying sword.
Stable!
The flying sword didn't even tremble!
It was even more stable than the high-speed rail in his previous life!
This was the effect of increasing his mental power!
Compared to when he stepped on a sharp blade, he had to shake a little. It was many times stronger!
"Rise!"
Filled with excitement, Wang Feng shouted softly.
In an instant, the flying sword rose dozens of meters in the air before it gradually stopped.
Looking at the scene below that was gradually becoming smaller, Wang Feng suddenly felt that this half a year of training was too worth it!
Excitement!
In his previous life, Wang Feng had this kind of heroic sword dream. He didn't expect that it would finally come true!
Actually, Wang Feng didn't care if the Mysterious Underworld Spike was strong or not. What he cared about the most was … Sword Kinesis Flight!
Keywords: Dream realization, pretentious, cool …
There were too many reasons for Wang Feng to care about it.
This made Wang Feng feel even better than pure flying.
Wang Feng placed his hands behind his back and looked down indifferently … The excitement in his eyes completely betrayed him.
The increase in his mental power didn't affect Wang Feng's various soul skills and martial souls much because they were directly related to his soul power.
However, it had an earth-shattering change in a real battle.
This feeling was similar to the Emptiness Realm.
However, the Emptiness Realm consumed the physical strength of the body. It was equivalent to burning one's potential to erupt with terrifying perception and allow one to perform all kinds of dodging.
It was equivalent to the entire body being similar to muscle memory. One could use this to dodge the enemy's attacks and explode with extreme speed.
However, spiritual power was different. When one's spiritual power was strong enough, one could sense the enemy's attacks and dodge them in advance.
Furthermore, the Front Secret Character had this kind of ability. Of course, Wang Feng had just cultivated it, so the effect wasn't obvious. When he was slightly more advanced, he could even predict the enemy's attacks!
Foresight!
He could probably even dodge a lot of lock-on soul skills.
"It's time to go to the Martial Spirit Hall!"
The speed of the flying sword wasn't slow. The wind in the air was also very noisy. Wang Feng said indifferently.
After that, he used his divine thought and the flying sword turned into a ray of light, bringing him in the direction of the Martial Spirit Hall.
Today was the last day of half a year.
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Martial Spirit City, Pontiff's Palace.
In the huge square, there were many Titled Douluo standing in great numbers.
Every Titled Douluo was dressed in formal attire. Their golden robes were studded with gems, and their expressions were solemn.
Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo were among them.
In the center, Bibidon stood quietly. Four years passed in a flash. As the Pope, she didn't seem to have changed at all.
Time didn't leave any traces on her face, but her aura became more dignified and holy!
Half a year ago, when the Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo returned, they reported everything that had happened to Bibidon.
At that time, Bibidon was very surprised. She didn't expect the White-Clothed Death God to be so strong. He could actually defeat the Ghost Douluo?
He could even cultivate by absorbing all kinds of emotions?