This mountain is tens of thousands of miles away. Among the mountains, there are many strange peaks and holy places of the tower. After night, there are always alien beasts 100 meters high, standing in the wild forest and roaring.
The God King stood on the top of the Martial Pagoda, looking at the star river all over the sky, with a trickle of Shenhua flowing in his eyes, as if he could see through the void and see the vast land thousands of miles away.
His age is close to twilight, and his blood is not as boiling as he was when he was young. With the heart of retreat, he wants to cultivate the avenue and leave the stage of this world to young people.
"The dragons eat the sky, Taiwei guards the heart." He looked at the billions of stars and the starry sky, his heart was quite complicated, and he said to himself: "The foundation of the dynasty cannot be destroyed, the dragons will not be destroyed. Together, the world will be chaotic, there must be a person born, slaying the dragons, and Zhenjiangshan."
"Dragon eats the sky, the key is when Taiweixing was born. Master thinks that Feng Feiyun is this Taiweixing who guards his heart?" Zhang Badao also stood on the top of the martial tower, paused, and said: "I Why does he feel like one of those dragons?"
Zhang Ba Dao stretched out his finger and pointed to the galaxy above the sky. There were more than ten big stars within the range he was pointing to. These more than ten big stars were born out of thin air in recent days. Central Palace.
There is only a faint Taiwei star, guarding the middle palace.
Although Taiweixing is dim, it is the biggest variable. Once it blooms, it will definitely be able to compete with the sun and the moon to illuminate a starry sky.
The King of God twitched his beard and smiled: "I have already met the tower owner of the treasure-hunting tower. We have both discussed it and think Feng Feiyun is the best candidate."
"Why is this?" Zhang Badao knew that the identity of the owner of the treasure-hunting pagoda was unusual, and it was normal for the king to discuss with her.
"Because he has no ambition, only Dao heart, and what he pursues is not the respect of emperors, but the respect of immortals and saints." The king of gods once asked a Tianshou scholar to do a special calculation, that is, to calculate Feng Feiyun's heart.
It took ten years of life for a scholar to calculate such a result, but everything else is still blank. Feng Feiyun seems to be an incalculable person. There is a vast and inexplicable force between heaven and earth. Help him cover up the direction of fate.
It is precisely because of the result of this calculation that the King of God would confidently and boldly pass the "Dragon Emperor Sword Art" to Feng Feiyun, otherwise, how could the supreme heavenly art of the royal family be so easily passed on to an outsider.
"So that's the case!" Zhang Ba Dao understood, the doubts in his heart were solved, and he suddenly laughed.
He is a straightforward person, and there is a sentence, a sentence, and never hide it.
Above the sky, the starry sky is vast and full of endless variables. The image of the starry sky is one of the celestial phenomena. The sky image maps to the earth image, and the earth image maps to the human image.
And the celestial phenomena often walk in front of the terrestrial and human phenomena, so those who know how to observe the astrological phenomena can also figure out the direction of the world and the direction of the emperor.
"Master, I'm afraid it's going to be a little unsettled tonight. Princess Luofu is making a lot of noise." Zhang Bazhu stared at the distant mountains with a smile, and said, "Should we intervene?"
The King of God smiled and shook his head, and said: "It seems that many people already know that Feiyun has practiced the "Dragon Emperor Sword Art", and many people have begun to secretly arrange it! You don't need to worry about Luofu, she It will be shot, as I expected."
Zhang Ba Dao was stunned for a moment, and said, "Princess Luofu doesn't want Feng Feiyun to become the heir to the king of the gods?"
"If a different surname wants to be crowned king, you must marry a princess. This is the rule set by the ancestors. The position of the god king cannot be passed on to an outsider." , returned to the ninety-ninth floor of the Wu Tower.
Zhang Ba Dao's eyes glared fiercely, he sucked in a breath, and said, "My darling, marry a princess, who the hell dares to marry a princess! Haha! No wonder Princess Luofu makes such a big noise, it's hard for eunuchs to do it, Concubine is even harder. Haha!"
The stars in the sky have been submerged by the swept up soil and rocks, turning into a thick cloud, obscuring the sky and the sun.
Feng Feiyun stood between the swept up earth and rocks, holding the knife in both hands, constantly slashing out "Dragon Emperor with a single knife", and constantly comprehending the artistic conception of the sword art.
Heavenly art treasures such as "Dragon Emperor Sword Art" were created by countless generations of sages of the royal family, and then after continuous research and continuous improvement, they are simply profound, profound and complex, even if Feng Feiyun's perception of the way of heaven has reached a very high level. At a high level, it still takes a lot of time to comprehend and actually fight.
If it is said that Feng Feiyun's previous understanding of the first move of "Dragon Emperor Sword Art" is only three-point essence, but in the battle with Dongfang Mu, he has already made no less than 300 knives, and every time he makes a knife, he is right " The comprehension of "Dragon Sovereign Kill with a Sword" will be one more point, and the power will be stronger by one point. Now he has been able to display the essence of "Dragon Sovereign Kill with One Sword".
The Dragon Sovereign's one-shot kill is the first move of "Dragon Sovereign Sword Art".
"boom!"
Dongfang Mu is worthy of being a cultivator of the Great Perfection Realm of the Divine Base. There is an endless source of spiritual energy in his body. The ninety-nine acupoints have the power to devour the heavens and the earth. The pillar, the real white stone giant blade trembled slightly.
Feng Feiyun is comprehending the art of the sword. The biggest difference between a sword and a sword is that the sword is slanted and moves elegantly, while the sword needs an atmosphere, and the sword with the atmosphere is domineering.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun is taking the initiative to attack at this moment. Every time he takes a step, he will split a knife and pull out a dragon-shaped knife. In the end, the momentum on his body is getting stronger and stronger, just like a dragon, and it is impossible for people to do it. feeling of the enemy.
The White Stone Giant Saber was taken from the Infinite Tower. The origin is not simple. It is definitely not just a stone blade. Feng Feiyun has studied this giant blade and felt an ancient breath in the blade.
It's just that this breath has settled in the long river of time, and it is difficult to be awakened again.
Dongfang Mu Yue became more and more frightened, and felt that Feng Feiyun's aura was getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the sword technique was getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that there was no end to the climb step by step.
"He's using me to practice knives, which makes no sense."
Dongfang Mu even retreated ninety feet away, pulling a long distance away from Feng Feiyun. The spear in his hand was like a black dragon, and he blasted it out again, this time even more fiercely, using the strength of his whole body, the spear spit out The black awn just stretched out nine feet long.
Feng Feiyun's body slammed, neither dodging nor dodging, the tiger's waist sank, his hands flowing with metal divine light, holding the handle of the knife, and slashing in the air, a light like white dragon scales appeared on the knife body, and then Crazy flew out.
"Ow!"
The white dragon roars to the sky, with a sound form, like a real dragon.
With this knife energy, Feng Feiyun has already split the essence of five points, reaching the realm of blade edge transformation, directly smashing the tip of the black spear in Dongfang Mu's hand, turning it into endless iron filings, like The broken stars generally flew out.
Hearing the dragon's howl, Princess Luofu, who was in the eight dragon chariots, was slightly surprised, and said, "It's only been less than two months since I practiced, and I have already practiced the first move of "Dragon Emperor Sword Art". With five points of essence, how could his comprehension ability be so terrible?"
In Princess Luofu's heart, the person with the most terrifying ability to comprehend is the crown prince Longshenya of the royal family. This person and her half-sister have different talents since childhood, such as Haoyue when the sky is shining, he is a genius of the eight epic levels. one.
However, in terms of comprehension ability, it seems that Longshenya is not as defiant as Feng Feiyun, at least Longshenya has not comprehended the five-point essence of the first move of "Dragon Emperor Sword Art" within two months.
But in terms of physique, Feng Feiyun is obviously a step worse than Longshenya, and is on par with Shi Yelai.
"Feng Feiyun actually smashed Dongfang Mu's spear, the power of the demon's son is really not blowing out." Mu Tantian sat on an ancient stone, giggling from his mouth.
"The two have already fought seven hundred and thirty-two tricks. At the peak of Feng Feiyun Shenji's realm, they have cultivated seven spiritual senses; Dongfang Mu Shenji has been consummated, and ninety-nine acupoints have been cultivated." Mu said his eyes. Jiaojiao, never blinking, was helping everyone present to analyze the data.
"Dongfang Mu is also a genius against genius, how can he be so bad, oops! Disappointed, disappointed! Nima, the Silver Hook family is too frustrating!" A young man with messy hair sat down next to Mu Tantian, and nearly knocked him down. Squeeze to the ground.
"Who the hell is so outrageous, if you go to fight with Dongfang Jingshui, you will know that the Silver Hook family will not be frustrated." Mu Tantian said angrily.
"Uh... That guy with the mirror head is too awesome, I won't fight him, hehe, I'm a little interested in his sister... quack..." The messy-haired boy rubbed his hands together and smiled, the one Zhang Heiyo's face glowed like coal, and the two rows of teeth contrasted with sharpness and a wretched smile that could scare even a rough big man into chills.
"Nima, Bi Jishui, why are you? Who the hell let you out?" After Mu Tantian saw the black-faced boy sitting next to him, he jumped up quickly and touched his arms and burden. Here, look at something less.
This is notoriously dirty hands and feet, the famous three hands.
"Cough cough! Of course, only a royal goddess like Princess Luofu who combines beauty and nobility can invite me out. Otherwise, who else in the world can invite me?" He suddenly roared again: " And... please call me Bi Ningshuai, not Bi Jishui."
Bi Ningshuai's face that was as black as the bottom of the pot was smiling again, and the smile was so shiny that everyone present was furious.
Suddenly there was a tragic cry.
"Nima, I knew it would be a bad thing to meet you. Did you steal my half-day Lou Ling?" Mu Tantian touched his body for a while, and found that there was indeed something missing.
"No, absolutely not." Bi Ningshuai refused to admit that he was beaten to death.
"Damn it, my three Zhenyao Lingshi are also missing, you must have touched them." Mu Tantian's heart was crying, and he rushed towards the black-faced boy: "You not only have a black face. Yes, my heart is also black, give me back the spirit stone, and give me back Lou Ling for a long time."
"No, really not, if you don't believe me, accept it!" Bi Ningshuai was very calm, and took the initiative to stretch out his hands.
Including Shi Yelai, all the top talents present felt unsafe when they saw this scene, and they all touched the treasures on their bodies to check whether they were still there, and then put them in their closet positions.