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Chapter 173: Hammer Forging Spirit


This is an extremely vast hall.

As far as the eye can see, the end is blurry.

The entire hall seems to be in chaos.

"Bang" At this time, somewhere in the hall, two figures rushed out.

The next moment, they suddenly intertwined, fists and feet collided, and fierce energy erupted like a volcano.

Looking closer, he could realize that the figure actually looked like Lin Dong, and the strangest thing was that the two figures were exactly the same, except that one had a lively expression, while the other had an indifferent expression, with dark eyes.

There was no emotion at all.

But obviously, the two of them looked the same, but the indifferent expression "Lin Dong" was more powerful.

The two fought fiercely, but his punching style instantly broke through Lin Dong's defense and punched fiercely without mercy.

The force hit Lin Dong's heart hard, and his energy spurted out.

His fist was like a blade, directly piercing through the latter's heart.

Boom Violent power exploded from Lin Dong's body, and his entire body was torn apart at this moment.

An extremely terrifying pain spread throughout his body.

However, although his body was brutally torn apart, Lin Dong did not die.

He could feel his consciousness floating, while the body of "Lin Dong" who tore it apart in front of him remained motionless.

"In the Wujian Divine Prison Disk, the mirror image is divided into three levels: heaven, earth and human.

And now you can't even beat the weakest human-level mirror image.

It seems that your mental power has been neglected for too long."

Mid-air In the middle, a light and shadow emerged.

Yan looked at Lin Dong's condensed consciousness and said calmly.

Lin Dong seemed to be grinning, and he gave a bitter smile: "This mental mirror knows my attacks very well, and its strength is even stronger than mine.

It will not be easy to defeat me."

"Besides, this guy is too cruel."

"This Infernal Prison Disk is the place where my master cultivated his spiritual power.

Although you will not really die if you are torn apart here, the pain will be reflected back to your spirit several times."

"Here, as long as your consciousness can persist in your spiritual body, it can be continuously reborn."

Yan said, glancing at Lin Dong's mixed consciousness, and said, "If you can't bear even this, , then there is no need to carry out this spiritual practice, because future practice will be even more painful than this."

"You should also know very well that there is no such thing as free power in this world."

Lin Dong took a deep breath and said, "I don't need you to tell me this."

"Go on."

Lin Dong's consciousness fluctuated for a while, and then the light condensed, and a spiritual body was solidified again.

He slowly clasped his palms, and then raised his head to look at the mirror image in front of him again.

This time, there was no nonsense at all. , stamped his feet, and his body flew out violently.

Bang bang The two figures fought fiercely again, but this time, Lin Dong only lasted ten rounds longer than before before his head was blown off by the mirror image's punch.

"Huhu."

Lin Dong's consciousness was floating, and the faint sound of violent breathing could be heard.

There was a kind of pain that could not be concealed in that sound.

"Come again."

Lin Dong gritted his teeth, condensed his body again, and rushed out again. bang bang

In the main hall, low sounds continued to sound.

The two figures, like tireless beasts, collided with each other again and again.

When the fierce fist wind broke out, there was a harsh sound of breaking wind.

Lin Dong's mental body was repeatedly blasted by the mirror image with a look of indifference in the impact.

However, he did not slump at all because of this seemingly meaningless impact.

His consciousness was churning.

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Spiritual bodies condensed one after another, and then rushed out like a murderer with red eyes.

However, perhaps even Lin Dong, who was so stimulated by the severe pain that his consciousness had weakened a lot, did not notice that as his mental body condensed again and again, the brilliance on his body became more and more restrained, and that Dao Jingxiang's time to defeat him was also quietly extended.

Here, there is no Yuanli, what is there is just the will as tough as a mountain.

"Four hundred and thirty-five times" Yan calmly looked at the spiritual body that was condensed again and again.

It could feel that Lin Dong's consciousness was quite blurry at this time, but the spiritual body that he had condensed was unknowingly as solid as essence.

Iron, the latter can still persist, but it is entirely maintained by stubbornness.

This kind of paranoid stubbornness also gave Deyan a hint of appreciation in his always picky eyes.

A person can be weak, but if his will cannot be strong, then he is destined to be unable to become a truly strong person.

Obviously, Lin Dong was not in this category.

Although Yan was sleeping in the past, he also witnessed the young boy who was young at the time, stepping out of the small Yan Dynasty step by step, to where he is today, and this step is not the end.

It always feels that this young man who is not very powerful now will eventually be so powerful that even it will be impressed by him. bang Another low voice spread from below.

Yan Yan looked around, and then his eyes narrowed slightly.

Below, he could see the mirror image's palm penetrating Lin Dong's heart again, but at the same time, Lin Dong At this moment, his fist exploded the mirror image’s head.

Died tragically together.

The mirror image fluctuated, and then slowly dispersed into nothingness, and Lin Dong's body also fell to the sky.

The moment it hit the ground, it broke apart and turned into a ball of consciousness floating up.

Returning to the training hall in Leiyuan Mountain, Lin Dong's closed eyes suddenly opened.

His face was shockingly pale, and cold sweat was constantly seeping from his forehead.

His hands were clenched, and the veins on his arms were exposed. .

Although his body was not damaged at all, as his spirit returned, the terrible pain came back like a tide again.

Lin Dong's body was trembling, and he endured the tidal wave of severe pain.

After nearly half an hour, he became somewhat limp and relaxed.

"The eight masters back then, they also experienced this kind of training."

Yan emerged and said.

"Then where do I rank in terms of my results?"

Lin Dong wiped his cold sweat and said smoothly.

"Ninth."

The corner of Yan's mouth moved.

"That's the last one," Lin Dong said with a smile.

"Well, when the Devouring Lord defeated the first human-level mirror image, he failed a hundred times and ranked second."

Yan paused, then continued: "And the Ice Lord, who ranked first, failed eleven times ” Lin Dong's body stiffened slightly, and then he couldn't help but nodded: "Awesome."

Only after fighting against that kind of mirror image can one understand its tyranny.

However, the Ice Lord was able to defeat it after just eleven failed fights.

This is no longer something that can be described by extraordinary talent.

No wonder she is considered the most likely person to reach the level of Fu Zu Lin Dong failed more than 800 times in defeating the mirror image.

The difference between this was enough to make him feel a little embarrassed.

"But this doesn't mean anything.

Your foundation is weaker than theirs at that time.

They were taught by my master personally and you have been practicing alone for most of these years.

If you can obtain the same guidance and training conditions, I think this result will be much better," Yan said softly.

"Maybe."

Lin Dong grinned, but there was no trace of frustration in his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the huge disc in the air, but there was a surge of fire in his dark eyes.

"But I'm a stubborn person by nature, so I don't want to lose to anyone."

"Let's continue practicing tomorrow."

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Hearing Lin Dong's words, Yan was obviously startled.

This kind of training was extremely painful.

Each time he practiced, it took several days to recover.

However, when he saw Lin Dong's fiery eyes, he finally didn't.

To stop him, he just nodded slightly, and deep in his eyes, there was a look of relief.

In the next month, Lin Dong hardly left this training palace.

Every day, he would enter the Infinite Divine Prison Disk and accept the almost death-like temper.

He knew that he had neglected his mental power in the past, and now it would take great hardships to make up for it.

But fortunately, with the intense and painful training, he could gradually feel that his Niwan Palace The spiritual power inside is also surging and solidifying at a very gratifying speed.

At this speed, it is only a matter of time to break through to the Immortal Talisman Master Mahayana.

During this month, Xiaoyan was still in seclusion, and Lin Dong was unable to pay attention to what was going on in Leiyuan Mountain because of his mental strength.

Fortunately, Chen Tong and Huo Miao were much more reliable than the two brothers.

Lei Yuan Mountain did not have any major problems in their management.

Although they had wanted to call out Lin Dong during the journey, they could only give up the idea after feeling the astonishing energy fluctuations permeating the hall.

They could sense that Lin Dong seemed to be It was also in the midst of a very critical practice, so they had no choice but to retreat in the end.

During this kind of practice, one month passed quickly.

Faintly, strong men like Chen Tong and others gradually felt that there seemed to be an astonishing power in the palace of practice.

The fluctuations in mental power are slowly dissipating.

However, just when the spiritual fluctuations in the cultivation hall became more and more intense, the sky outside Leiyuan Mountain suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind, and then two figures came out of the air.

They were wearing blue robes, and they were standing there.

On the robes, there is a blood dragon pattern entrenched, and a vague pressure quietly spreads out.

"There is someone coming from the Blood Dragon Palace, the Demon Commander of Leiyuan Mountain, why don't you come out quickly to greet him?"

Two figures appeared outside Leiyuan Mountain, and immediately turned their gazes down.

The cold shouts were like thunder, echoing in the mountains.

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