The corner of Feng Wu's mouth raised a faint arc, and then, she burst out again with the flaming sword in her hand!
And so, another fierce battle begins!
This time, Feng Wu persisted longer than before, killing 700 obsidian wolves before returning to the safety zone due to lack of energy.
Feng Wu closed her eyes and practiced, liquefying the spiritual power of fire into a golden liquid, and then set off again—
Go out again and again, come back after exhaustion, recover to the peak and go out again.
There are more and more injuries on Feng Wu's body. She hardly has a piece of good flesh on her body.
But Feng Wu doesn't care, she has a firm belief in her heart, that is to become stronger!
In this world where the strong are respected, there is no security without strength, especially for her who once stood out.
How many people in the imperial capital are waiting to see her joke? How many people are waiting to humiliate her? How many people are waiting to bully her
Now that she has the ability to cultivate again, what is hardship? As long as it doesn't die, this body can last forever!
Later, Qiu Ling was so distressed that she almost fainted, and she pulled Feng Wu: "Miss, Miss, you should have a rest anyway, you are like this now... We are really distressed."
Feng Wu smiled faintly: "Qiu Ling, I have rested for too long, your lady."
The five years in the North City have been delayed for too long.
"But..." Qiu Ling saw that the skirt on Feng Wu's body had been dyed red with blood and could not see its original color, and tears burst into her eyes, "Miss, there is still a long time in the future, and there is a lifetime of time to practice. "
"No." Feng Wu shook her head, staring at Qiu Ling solemnly and seriously: "I'm not alone, I want to protect my mother and brother and you, if we don't have enough strength, our group will die."
What Feng Wu didn't say is that if Zuo Qingluan learns that she has regained her genius... Zuo Qingluan can destroy her first Phoenix True Blood, won't it destroy her second time? !
Thinking of this, Feng Wu took a deep breath, her promotion speed is not fast enough, she has to work harder!
Seeing her blood-covered young lady rush into the obsidian wolves again, Qiu Ling covered her mouth and nose, and two lines of tears rolled down silently... She took a deep breath.
If she can't help the young lady in cultivation, she will take care of her in every possible way in her life, help the young lady with logistics, so that the young lady will not be distracted! Ok!
As Feng Wu bravely rushed to the Obsidian Wolf King again and again, her flame swordsmanship practiced to the tenth star and moon thorn!
As Feng Wu resumed practicing the liquefied golden liquid again and again, her cultivation was finally promoted to a fifth-level spiritual master!
Fairy Mu Yao and Feng Liu, after so many years of hard work, were only promoted to the fifth-level spiritual master, which shows how difficult it is to cultivate to the fifth-level!
But now, ten days after Feng Wu resumed her practice, she has reached the fifth level!
But Feng Wu was not complacent, she only had a heart of awe.
Because she knows better than anyone, there are three levels according to the standard of Imperial College.
Junior College, Intermediate College, and Senior College.
The entry threshold for junior colleges: three-level spiritual masters enter and sixth-level spiritual masters graduate.
The entry threshold for the intermediate college: five-level spiritual masters enter, ninth-level spiritual masters graduate.
Admission threshold for Advanced College: Entry from Lingzong.
In other words, now that her strength has not even graduated from elementary school, what can she be proud of
Thinking of this, Feng Wu began to practice with the obsidian wolves again.
(End of this chapter)