The moment Lin Feng's spiritual power penetrated, the world in front of him changed.
It is an endless dark purple ocean.
The sea surface was turbulent, and every wave carried purple thunder arcs visible to the naked eye, exploding with crackling sounds.
Martial Emperor-level mental pressure turned into this sea.
Lin Feng's Spirit Body stood on the sea, with a thin golden light film on the soles of their feet.
The light film shakes violently under the impact of the waves and may break at any time.
The first wave came over.
The huge purple waves wrapped around the lightning arc, and the head of the bag was covered.
Lin Feng's first layer of mental defense was torn into pieces the moment the wave hit it.
Golden light spots exploded and spread a layer on the dark purple sea.
The second wave followed soon after.
Higher, more powerful.
The second layer of defense lasted less than half a second before exploding from the middle and shattering into golden powder all over the sky.
The aftermath hit Lin Feng's Spirit Body, and there was a tearing pain in his brain.
In reality, his body shook violently, and blood came out of his nose again, dripping down his chin.
But his feet didn't move.
In Sea of Consciousness, he stood in the gap before the arrival of the third wave and took out the core steps of the secret method of taming animals.
Mental Imprint.
The lines of the contract need to be engraved in the deepest part of this meaning Sea of Consciousness.
To put it bluntly, it means forcibly writing on someone else's property.
And the owner of the land is driving him out with huge waves.
The third wave is coming.
This one is larger than the previous two. A water wall nearly 100 meters high comes across, and a dark purple energy ball condenses on the top of the wave. It rotates extremely fast and drags a long wake.
Lin Feng no longer uses the shield to block.
The power of Eye of Ten Thousand Beasts fully explodes on Spirit Body.
The light of Golden Vertical Pupil surged out from his eyes, condensing and expanding in the sky above Sea of Consciousness.
A golden sun hung directly above this dark purple ocean.
The light shines down.
The golden light pressed against the sea surface, suppressing the huge wave by tens of meters.
The energy mass on the wave was burned by the golden light, making a harsh hissing sound and shrinking in size by half.
The waves still came over.
But the strength is no longer enough.
Lin Feng's mental power turned into a golden plane, lying horizontally in front of him.
The waves crashed into it and broke into purple mist that filled the sky.
Suppressed.
The effect of Eye of Ten Thousand Beasts is brought to its maximum on the battlefield of Sea of Consciousness.
That golden sun abruptly lowered the frequency of fluctuations in the entire dark purple ocean.
The speed of the waves also slowed down.
Lin Feng did not stop.
He took a step forward.
The golden light film extends under the feet, paving a road on the sea.
One step, two steps, three steps.
With every step I take, the light of the golden sun above my head sinks a little deeper into the sea.
The dark purple waves were pressed lower and lower, becoming slower and slower.
When you reach the tenth step.
Under the sea, it exploded.
A huge shadow rushed out from the deepest part of Sea of Consciousness.
The purple sea water was torn apart by its body, and waves rose into the sky.
The size of the shadow is several times larger than the real Nether Flood Dragon, and the entire shadow is made of pure dark purple spiritual power.
Every scale is glowing.
It opens its mouth.
He bit Spirit Body at Lin Feng.
The diameter of the dragon's mouth is more than ten meters, and it spurts out under mental pressure.
In this world of Sea of Consciousness, it is the absolute king.
Lin Feng's mental power condensed into a shield and was placed in front of him.
The dragon's mouth is closed.
The shield was broken.
Golden fragments splashed, and Lin Feng's Spirit Body was pushed back hundreds of steps by the biting air waves.
The second bite followed closely.
The speed is faster and the angle is more tricky.
Come up from the bottom and swallow him whole.
Lin Feng's foot kicked hard on the light film.
He didn't retreat.
Mental power burst out from the whole body and condensed into threads.
Countless golden threads exploded from his Spirit Body and shot out in all directions.
The first batch of silk threads entangled Jiaoying's jaw.
The mouth of the dragon was pulled, and its closing speed was slowed down by half a beat.
The second batch of silk thread was wrapped around Jiaoying's neck.
One lap, two laps, three laps.
The winding gets tighter and tighter.
Jiaoying was furious.
A roar exploded from its throat, its body twisted wildly, and its mental power surged out from the gaps in its scales, trying to burn off those golden threads.
Dozens of silk threads were broken.
But more threads were added.
Lin Feng's mental power consumption has reached a terrifying level.
The sixth-grade mental power plus the increase of Eye of Ten Thousand Beasts reached the output intensity of the seventh-grade, but every second this intensity was maintained was overdrawing his mental power foundation.
In reality, the veins on his forehead ran from both sides to the middle of his forehead.
Nosebleeds ran all over his face, and blood began to ooze from the corners of his mouth.
Bleeding from the seven orifices.
But his hand was very steady.
In Sea of Consciousness, the golden silk thread has tightly wrapped the dragon shadow.
The dragon's head was pulled down and his body was restrained so that it could not stretch.
The shadow is still struggling, but the amplitude is getting smaller every time.
The thread becomes tighter and tighter.
The purple light dimmed little by little under the twisting of golden silk threads.
Xuying's eyes were still staring, and the anger in his vertical pupils was not extinguished.
But its body can no longer move.
Enough.
Lin Feng's Spirit Body took a step forward.
He reached the deepest part of Sea of Consciousness, and the sea water under his feet had been completely flattened by the golden light.
The ground at the bottom of the sea was exposed, a dark purple crystal that was so smooth that the silhouette of a human figure could be seen.
The contract pattern must be engraved here.
Lin Feng raised his hand and condensed a very fine golden telepathy.
He began to write.
The first stroke.
Golden lines were carved into the surface of the dark purple crystal, making a sizzling sound.
A plume of purple smoke emerged from the surface of the crystal, resisting.
Each stroke requires a huge amount of mental energy.
In reality, Lin Feng's body began to tremble.
This is a physiological reaction caused by excessive mental energy consumption.
His muscles spasmed uncontrollably, and his knees bent twice, only to be straightened again by him.
In Sea of Consciousness, the shadow made its final scream.
Its consciousness is failing.
Lin Feng's hand didn't stop.
The fifth and sixth strokes.
The shape of the contract lines is getting clearer and clearer.
A circular pattern with six layers of lines nested in the middle, each layer corresponding to a spiritual chain recorded in the secret method of taming animals.
The seventh stroke.
The nosebleeds dripped onto the ground and formed a small puddle.
The eighth stroke.
The ninth stroke.
The last touch.
Lin Feng's index finger stroked the surface of the crystal heavily.
The golden lines closed up.
The moment the entire contract pattern was closed, the light skyrocketed.
Golden light bursts out from the center of the pattern and spreads in all directions.
The dark purple sea surface was covered with golden light, and the waves calmed down.
All the golden threads wrapped around the phantom's body melted into its scales, turning into golden lines on its scales.
It stopped struggling.
In those dark purple vertical pupils, the anger faded layer by layer.
What is left in the end is a kind of obedience.
It is an obedience that is engraved in the soul and cannot be disobeyed.
Golden light covered the entire area Sea of Consciousness, and the purple color completely receded.
Everything returned to calm.
Spirit Body of Lin Feng stood in the center of Sea of Consciousness and took two breaths.
Hold on.
When consciousness withdraws from the spiritual sea of Nether Flood Dragon.
The scene in front of me switched from a dark purple ocean back to a pitch-black cave.
His body swayed and he knelt on one knee.
Nosebleeds ran all over his face, and his collar was completely soaked.
The prompt tone of System Panel rang in my head.
[Ding! Contract successful!]
[Congratulations to the host for obtaining Martial Emperor level Exotic Beast: Ancient Nether Flood Dragon!]
[Nether Flood Dragon's current status: seriously injured and weak. It is recommended to receive treatment as soon as possible.]