The voice of the Tower Demon Heaven sounded again on the zenith: "Ling Feng, I think you have recovered almost too, otherwise, you will start to rise now and enter the eighth level to continue practicing?"

The Tianshe Pigel hidden in Ling Feng's left arm also released his mind towards Ling Feng and said, "Yes, uncle, let's waste less time. The time you go out of the tower to find Miss Hua can be shortened a little. It's so boring to waste time in this tower!"

Ling Feng slowly said to Cai Jie: "What a terrible boy? Didn't you see that Ta Motian is ill-intentioned? The more anxious Ta Motian asks me to promote me, the more I can't be careless. So you can stay in your nest obediently and don't move. When I completely absorb all the gratitudes about the earth, I will take you to the eighth floor to play!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he didn't care how the tower demon sky on the top of the sky was tempted, but he kept his eyes closed, silently reminiscing and digesting the last thoughts about the earth left in his body.

After a while of gratitude, Ling Feng suddenly discovered that the last gratitude about the earth was also the most difficult to absorb. Only by absorbing all the last gratitudes can his understanding of the earth come to a perfect end.

In the process of absorbing the last thoughts of the earth, Ling Feng took another long time. Fortunately, Ling Feng was calm and neither too slow, and finally succeeded in one fell swoop, fully integrating all the thoughts of the earth into his body bloodline.

From here, we can see that the temptation of Tower Motian is indeed ulterior motives. Fortunately, Ling Feng was prepared. If, like what the little fairy said, as the one who was so angry, immediately obeyed Tower Motian and rose to the eighth level to practice early, then after these thoughts that had not been digested and had reached the eighth level, they might encounter some special changes that would cause Ling Feng some unnecessary trouble.

After all the thoughts were digested, Ling Feng's body became about 1.7 meters tall. This is Ling Feng's normal height. Such a height is actually quite satisfactory. After all, what should women do if they are too tall and strong and they cannot bear the weight?

It was not until Ling Feng digested all his gratitude that Ling Feng opened his eyes and slowly stood up. With Ling Feng's standing posture, the entire space finally showed signs of loosening.

The tower Motian on the top of the sky was already very impatient. He said to Ling Feng: "You boy, I have been waiting in this tower for six thousand years. I have never felt that anyone has ever been annoying as you. Now everything is satisfying you. You should be able to reach the eighth level to practice!"

Ling Feng wanted to scold Ta Motian a few words and talk about Ta Motian's unkindness, but I'd better forget it. After a long time, he would not argue with Ta Motian for the sake of verbal affairs, but he just stood up and said to Ta Motian: "Okay, okay, I feel comfortable now and can start the next round of cultivation. You can open the eighth level of the Ancestral Demon Tower for me!"

After Ling Feng made this request, his body began to slowly ascend in the Ancestral Demon Tower. The feeling of rising to the sky appeared again on Ling Feng.

When he ascended halfway, Ling Feng suddenly remembered something that could be looked at the Tower Demon Heaven, so he asked at the Tower Demon Heaven again: "By the Tower Demon Heaven, I wonder how much time it took for me to be promoted this time?"

The Tower Demon Heaven said to Ling Feng: "It's not very long, it took a total of... Seventy-two days, a few days less than the Ancestor Demon Master, but you have to know that when the Ancestor Demon Master passed this level, there are still seven lives left. After you pass this level, you only have five lives left, so you still have to give the Ancestor Demon Master a lot."

After answering Ling Feng's doubts, Ta Motian added a comparison between Ling Feng and Zu Mo Master. The reason was very simple, because he knew that after Ling Feng had spent time, he would ask Zu Mo Master's cultivation status to compare with himself. Since this is the case, he might as well tell Ling Feng directly so that Ling Feng would not ask more questions.

Ling Feng only spent 72 days, and was less than the ancestor demon. These nine days can be said to be a new record in the entire Dongkun world. Standing in the space of Dongkun world, Ling Feng could be proud of it.

The only regret is that when passing the sixth level, Ling Feng inspired the Heavenly Road's unique skill, the Emperor's Divine Fist, but in the practice of this seventh level, the Heavenly Road's unique skill was not inspired.

Of course, Ling Feng finally opened his own realm of earth and opened the door to the first realm in his life. This is a good omen. The right arm hides the realm of earth and the left arm hides the realm of heaven. Then Ling Feng’s future realm will be the realm of heaven and earth to bless him. At that time, it is believed that Ling Feng will be very dazzling when fighting with others!

At this time, Ling Feng was still at the peak of the seventh level. In fact, he could have been promoted to the eighth level holy realm, but his opinion was contrary to Jiang Shi'er. Jiang Shi'er did not allow him to be promoted to his eighth level road, so he could not get what he wanted to be promoted in the direction he wanted to go.

This can also be said to be Ling Feng's small regret, but he also took it upon himself. Who told him not to listen to Jiang Da Demon King and obediently designated his realm as Jiang Da Demon King's cruel killing realm?

Time flies, the sun and the moon pass by. As he thinks that he has been staying in the Demon Realm for a lot of time, Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh: "For the more than 70 days in the Ancestral Demon Tower, plus the more than a month wasted before, we have been away from Chiyuntu Sha Street for almost four months. I wonder if the Ghost King Clam, who has been used to sleeping in the Qitian World, can't I get used to living on Chiyuntu Sha Street?"

As Ling Feng thought about it, he thought of the body of the Ghost King Cloth. The Ghost King Cloth is his good treasure. If someone cuts his head one day in the future, as long as he can keep his soul mind, the Ghost King Cloth can help him re-adhesive his head to his neck. Of course, the premise is that the Ghost King Cloth has to cut off his small clam root.

Thinking about the scene where the Ghost King Clam cuts its roots to save the Lord one day in the future, Ling Feng felt it was exciting, so instead of saying that Ling Feng was thinking about the Ghost King Clam, it would be better to say that he was thinking about the Ghost King Clam's small clam root...

Lu Xiao was grateful to Ling Feng's words and said disdainfully to Ling Feng: "Uncle, I said you are worried about others, so why not worry about yourself. Since you entered the Demon Realm, you have been abnormal and have not noticed? I see, what you said is that the Ghost King Ha can't help but miss women, but in fact you can't help but want to find a woman!"
Chapter completed!