Bear!
Above the Red Rainbow Mountain Range, a flame flashed, and a red rainbow flew out. The speed was so fast that it was not inferior to the average Douling Realm low-level master.
Chi Hong dispersed, and Li Fuchen's figure floated in midair.
"Shenhuo Chihong Gong broke through to the 29th floor, and my speed shortcomings are gradually making up for it."
Even though it is very difficult to break through the top-level cultivation technique, with Li Fuchen's understanding, he has broken through a level of realm again in a short period of time.
Shenhuo Chihong Gong is a fire-dao technique with a very fierce explosive power.
The explosive power is fierce, and the speed is naturally fast, otherwise, it will not be called Shenhuo Chihong Gong.
Promoting the Shenhuo Chihong Gong to the 29th floor, Li Fuchen’s cultivation reached the eighth level of the reborn realm in a natural way. At this time, Li Fuchen’s true qi cultivation was still different from the training cultivation, but it was already Not too big.
In terms of speed, Li Fuchen's Zhen Qi cultivation base throws his body cultivation cultivation base out for a thousand miles.
Speed has always been the weakness of the martial artist.
If I can't beat you, it's okay to run.
The premise is not to enter the attack range of the refining martial artist. Once you enter this range, it will be difficult to run.
In addition, the protracted combat capability of Zhenqi warriors also exceeds that of refining warriors.
If the true energy of a true energy martial artist is compared to a lake, the energy of a physical refiner is just a small pond, and the two are not comparable at all.
Finally, compared to the physical training martial artist, Zhenqi martial artist has one of the most important advantages, that is, the field.
Domain and spirit have some similarities, but they are two different products.
The courage of offense and defense can be regarded as an extension of the martial artist.
With the courage, the attack distance and attack range of the body-refining martial artist has been greatly increased, and the defense has also been greatly increased, which can be described as even more powerful.
The domain may be inferior to the spirit in terms of quality, but in terms of scope, it is much more than the spirit. In addition, the domain can resonate with the rules of heaven and earth, suppressing opponents with the force of heaven and earth, the more powerful it is in the later stage, after all, the manpower is exhausted. , And the power of heaven and earth is not exhausted. If Li Fuchen cultivates the Shenhuo Red Rainbow Technique to the highest level or close to the highest level, then the Shenhuo Red Rainbow domain may be able to directly train a body with a strength similar to his own. The martial artist was instantly suppressed.
The domain is like your own home court. In your own home court, your opponents have to spend more effort to do anything, and you only need to spend a bit of effort to achieve great results.
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This is an intermediate continent that is no smaller than the Seven-Colored Continent. There is a dark mountain range in the northwest of the continent.
This mountain range is called the Badao Mountain Range, which is the gate of the Badao Sect.
The Overlord Sword Sect is one of the five major forces on this continent.
Over the Domineering Mountain Range, Qin Ming flew to the Teleport Plaza with a young man in green.
"Emperor-level disciples, only our emperor-level disciples can defeat it. You are not ashamed of losing to this person."
A trace of warfare flashed across the face of the young man in green, and said slowly.
"Senior Brother Peng is absolutely right, so I am here to invite you to Senior Brother Peng."
The Overlord Sect occupies 18 mountains in the Whitescale Continent. The monthly collection of whitescale grass is extremely amazing. Now that the 18 mountains have become one, he can't explain to the sect. This is the invitation to be an emperor. Senior disciple Peng brother.
The senior brother Peng in his mouth is called Peng Le, with eight-star green wood roots and bones. He is only 27 years old this year, and he has reached the pinnacle of the reborn realm, and his strength can compete with the middle-level master of the ordinary fighting spirit realm.
As for Li Fuchen, Qin Ming has already been identified as an emperor-level disciple.
Except for the emperor-level disciples, few people have such a strong strength.
On the transmission platform, the light flashed, and the two disappeared without a trace.
At the White Scale Dadao Mountain Range, the two instantly appeared on the teleportation platform.
"Let's go, I'll be with him for a while now, I can't help it!"
As an imperial disciple, Peng Le is sometimes very lonely.
In the same realm, he could not find an opponent at all. The other emperor-level disciples on the mainland had either been promoted to the Douling realm or the Yuanhai realm. Naturally, he couldn't compete with these people.
It is rare to encounter an emperor-level disciple who is at the same level as himself, and Peng Le naturally wants to verify how he compares to other emperor-level disciples in the same realm.
The two were extremely fast, and after a few hours, they arrived at the Chihong Mountain Range.
"What a grand and deep breath."
Sensing the conscious diffusion, Li Fuchen's spiritual knowledge first covered the past.
In the spirit sense induction, Qin Ming and a young man in green appeared outside the Chihong Mountain Range.
This green-clothed young man's cultivation is only the pinnacle level of the reborn realm, but the aura is so strong that Li Fuchen has only seen him in his life.
"The cultivation technique level has reached at least the thirtieth level, is it an emperor-level disciple?"
Li Fuchen was not surprised that a warrior of the reborn realm could take a step ahead of him and practice the top-level cultivation technique to the thirtieth floor.
Emperor-level disciples usually enter the sect very early, so they can cultivate to advanced techniques earlier.
And Li Fuchen has only entered the Chihong Sect for more than a year.
Operating the Shenhuo Chihong Gong, Li Fuchen swept towards the opponent like a red rainbow.
"Gas dual repair is really powerful."
Peng Le's eyes were so harsh. At a glance, he could see that Li Fuchen had already practiced the top-level exercises to a very high level, only a little inferior to him. From Qin Ming's mouth, he learned that Li Fuchen's cultivation skills were even better. It is so powerful that it has reached the extreme of reincarnation.
Of course, the stronger the opponent, the more excited Peng Le is.
From the day he practiced martial arts, he has never defeated in the same realm. Many times, he fought at the greater realm. This time, it was the battle he was most looking forward to, and it was also the battle he was most interested in.
"Peng Le!"
Peng Le runs the thirty-first layer of the Eight Desolate Gods Wood Art, an energetic aura like the recovery of all things, surging out, visible to the naked eye, within a radius of tens of miles, the plants and trees are rapidly and withered, and the power of a large number of plants and trees is Attracted to Peng Le and rendered that area dark green.
How powerful is the Eight Desolate Divine Wood Art of the thirty-first floor. The Eight Desolate Divine Wood Skills contained in it can interfere with the rules of heaven and earth, and the vegetation within the scope of the domain. He wants it to grow, let it grow, and wither it. Just withered, in a single thought, even behind Peng Le, there was a shadow of a towering tree, which took root in the void and absorbed the vitality of the void.
Under the eruption of the cultivation technique, Peng Le showed the gap between the emperor-level disciples and the king-level disciples.
"Li Fuchen."
Under the pressure of Peng Le's domain, the dragon elephant forging body badge in Li Fuchen's body automatically ran, and the golden giant elephant rose up and screamed.
Boom boom boom!
The two hadn't fought each other yet, and the domain and spirit rushed together first, stirring up the vitality of the world for dozens of miles.
Qin Ming was shocked, and quickly backed away.
The momentum of these two people is too strong, he can't even get close to them, it is hard to imagine what the scene will be if the two fight against each other.
"Okay, you deserve to be an emperor-level disciple!"
Peng Le laughed, and his fighting spirit rushed into the sky.
"Emperor-level disciple?"
Li Fuchen furrowed his brows, and then suddenly, it seemed that he was considered an emperor-level disciple.
It is also true that ordinary king-level disciples, no matter how strong they are, it is not an exaggeration to be regarded as an emperor-level disciple.
Huh!
There was an extra dark green long and narrow saber in his hand, and Peng Le yelled, "Take me first."
With a light swipe of the green war knife, countless green knife shadows are like spring grass, rushing out of the ground. The vitality that bursts out at that moment is also lifeless, and at the same time knife aura.
The top-level sword technique of the prefecture level-the grass and trees withered sword technique.
hold head high!
The nine-headed dragon rushed into the sky, and the nine dragon-heads looked like rakes, ploughing toward the countless green shadows of knives.
Crackling!
The knife shadow was shattered and torn apart, and the nine-headed dragon's spirit also collapsed.
This is the first time that Li Fuchen's nine-headed dragon has been shaken away.
The opponent’s combat power is stronger than he thought. The level of his skill is estimated to have reached the thirty-first level, which is two levels higher than his own Shenhuo Chihong Art. In addition, the green sword in the opponent’s hand is obviously not. Ordinary swords, the level should have reached the high level of the prefecture level.
No matter what aspect of the quality, the opponent is the most top, far surpassing the king-level disciple.
"Haha, fun enough, take me another knife."
Peng Le slashed towards Li Fuchen with one knife after another. Every time he slashed, there would be a vision blooming. It was a vision created by the influence of the sword domain on the rules of heaven and earth.
"This is the real battle!"
Like Peng Le, Li Fuchen's blood boiled and his fighting spirit rolled over.
The spirit of the nine-headed dragon gathered again, and Li Fuchen and Peng Le fought together.
Boom boom boom...
As if thunder, like an earthquake, where the two passed by, the mountains and the ground cracked, flying sand and rocks, hundreds of miles of wind and clouds, as the two of them fought together, surging and surging.
Under the battle atmosphere of the two, let alone intervening in the ordinary king-level disciples, even if they enter this aura, they will be strangled into blood mist by the drawn sword aura and courage.
After fighting a hundred strokes, Peng Le suddenly burst into dark green brilliance.
The opponent used Aoki's power.
Under the blessing of the green wood power, Peng Le's sword power became more prosperous, and the sky was full of phantoms of vegetation growth, crazily squeezing Li Fuchen's courage and seizing his foothold.
"Good job."
The boldness disappeared, Li Fuchen's body was full of red light, annihilating the phantom of the vegetation, and immediately, with a punch, the red light was blazing, and Peng Le's knife shadow was completely broken.
After all, Nine Dragon Claws is a preliminary achievement, and Hongchen Tribulation, Li Fuchen has cultivated to the ultimate state of ascending the peak, with a punch, Hongchen Tribulation power is enough to destroy everything.
"What kind of physical training fist is this!"
Peng Le was shocked, and his sword became more vigorous.
It's a pity that everything is floating clouds in front of the Hongchen Tribulation. When he is careless, Peng Le is punched on the saber by Li Fuchen, and the saber almost flies out.
The indescribable power was transmitted into the body along the blade, and Peng Le spewed out a mouthful of blood, suffering a serious injury.
The injury recovered quickly. After all, Peng Le possessed the eight-star green wood roots and bones, and he was beyond imagination in treating his injuries.
"Senior Brother Peng was suppressed?"
Qin Ming's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe his eyes.
"Tianmu God Gang!"
Taking a deep breath, Peng Le inspired a six-star secret method.
The true Qi of the Eight Desolate Gods in its body instantly transformed into the Heavenly Wood God Gang Qi, which was split out with a single knife. The phantom of the vegetation in the void was born and died like a phantom.