At this moment, Mu Feng was in a strange world.
This is a bloody and desolate land, and the two parties are fighting together in the sky.
Everyone in this group of people can take off, like the God of War in the nine heavens, with sword energy erupting thousands of feet when the sword is swung, destroying the world.
Of the two armies, one had white feathers on its back, a handsome face, and white holy light radiating from its body.
On the other side, there is a pair of blood-red wings on the back, blood-red pupils, fangs at the corners of the mouth, and a blood-colored evil spirit lingering around.
The two parties launched an earth-shattering battle, and the world was turned upside down, and the sun and the moon were indistinguishable.
There was a beautiful woman with red wings on her back and wearing a blood-colored battle armor, shuttled across the battlefield.
She has long blood-colored hair fluttering in the wind, autumn water as her eyes, ice and snow as her skin, and her facial features are as delicate as a painter's meticulously painted. She holds a blood-red saber, and hundreds of enemies are strangled to scum by the sword's energy when the saber is swung.
And this woman also attracted the attention of a strong enemy, a man surrounded by white flames made a bold move, and a shocking battle took place with the woman, and huge black cracks were opened in the space.
In the end, the woman lost with one move, and was slapped into the broken void by the man's palm, disappearing without a trace.
Mu Feng wanted to continue watching, but his head ached and the screen disappeared, replaced by a huge amount of information.
"The Sutra of Ancient Asura! Prove the way by killing, refine the aura of heaven and earth, the blood of all things, and the murderous aura on the battlefield as the basis, cultivate the peak, destroy the world with a wave of your hand, and surrender all things in a single thought..."
A series of memories flooded into Mu Feng's mind, and Mu Feng was so surprised that he couldn't speak.
Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the ground. After a long time, he reviewed the memory of the exercise, and one of them made him ecstatic.
It was a memory of exercises about recovering from injuries, including the method of refining blood energy and reshaping Yuanmai.
However, the reshaped Yuanmai is not called Yuanmai, but Xuelingmai. It is a meridian that is several times tougher than ordinary Yuanmai, has a volume several times larger, and has a luck speed several times faster.
"Why do the cultivation memories of this exercise, the Ancient Asura Sutra, and where is the battlefield suddenly appear in my mind? Is there really such a powerful existence in this world? Who is that woman?"
Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the ground and muttered to himself, what happened just now was too mysterious, yet so real.
Mu Feng pondered, then shook his head, he didn't think about it if he couldn't figure it out, a trace of his spiritual power sank into his own inner veins.
A cultivator in Tongmai Realm does not have the spiritual power to look inside the body, but he was a warrior in the Purple Mansion Realm before. Although his cultivation base destroyed the Yuanmai and the Purple Mansion was shattered, the spiritual power of the Purple Mansion Realm is still there.
It was discovered that three of the twelve broken yuan veins had recovered and turned blood red, and the yuan veins were transparent without impurities, and there was a milky white vitality in the blood red yuan veins, This vitality is extremely pure, and it cannot be compared with the vitality cultivated by the Mu family's Iron Blood Pill Heart Art.
That is to say, now he already possesses the third level of cultivation of Tongmai Tongmai!
"Recovered, my Yuanmai has really recovered"
Mu Feng stood up suddenly, ecstatically, this made him in the dark see a ray of light, a ray of light that could be grasped, a ray of hope.
"Hahaha... I just knew that the sky will never end for me, Mu Feng, and the sky will never end for my Mu family. If my cultivation can be restored, I will have the capital to take revenge and marry Wan'er. Dad, have you seen that the sky never ends? I'm Mu Feng"
Mu Feng laughed out loud. After all, he was a young man. After experiencing such ups and downs, he was overjoyed and sad. At this moment, he couldn't help being happy like a child.
Mu Feng took a deep breath, and mobilized the vitality in his Yuanmai to pour into his fist, which glowed with a faint white light.
"Tongmai Fist!"
Mu Feng punched the middle of the courtyard, the trunk of a pineapple tree that was as thick as two people hugged each other.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the famously hard pineapple tree was hit with a bowl-sized punch, which was deeply recessed, and the leaves kept falling off.
Mu Feng looked at the power of this punch, showing a little surprise.
There are nine levels of Tongmai, and every time a Yuanmai is opened, the strength will skyrocket, and a meridian has about two hundred catties of strength.
Now that his three veins are connected, he can explode with a strength of about six hundred catties.
And the power of his fist is not weak at the fifth level of Tongmai, it is even the power of some sixth-level practitioners of Tongmai who are inferior in skills!
"It's such a pure vitality. I can use the worst Tongmai Fist to produce this power. If it is replaced by an advanced martial art, how powerful is it?"
Mu Feng muttered to himself, surprised and delighted, but he could also figure out the reason. The purity of this energy was several times that of his previous cultivation techniques, and the volume of his energy veins was also several times that of ordinary people, so he could The power of the explosion is also much stronger than that of ordinary people.
"The Desolate Ancient Asura Sutra, what grade of exercise is this? Is it the legendary Mysterious Grade exercise?"
Mu Feng secretly guessed that his family's highest cultivation technique, the Tie Xue Dan Xin Jue, was no more than the top grade of Huang Rank, and it was also a top grade cultivation method.
What can be more powerful than the Tie Xue Dan Xin Jue is the higher-level Xuan-level kung fu. As for the ground-level or even heaven-level kung fu, he dare not think about it. Selling Nanling Kingdom can't be exchanged for a heavenly kung fu. Terraced exercises.
"However, this exercise is really bloody. To restore the Yuanmai, you must kill someone to absorb the blood energy to nourish and repair the broken Yuanmai. Unfortunately, I am not on the battlefield now, otherwise I will be able to practice twelve yuan in less than a year. Pulse, restore the previous cultivation base, this exercise can’t be some evil exercise.”
Mu Feng frowned. After all, he had never heard of any exercises that could absorb the blood energy of living beings and cultivate them into Yuan.
"Whatever, as long as it can help me avenge and restore my cultivation, I will also practice evil kung fu, and there is no right or wrong in kung fu, only people can distinguish between good and evil."
Mu Feng smiled and didn't bother to pursue these matters. Although he was only fifteen years old, his subordinates had killed hundreds of people, and they were all killed on the battlefield. He didn't resist killing people, as long as he didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately. .
Mu Feng looked up at the sky and into the distance. The autumn sun was as red as blood, and the sun shone on the young man's sharp-edged face, emitting a ray of brilliance.
The young man looked into the distance, stretched out his fist and gave a thumbs up, with a sunny smile on his face.
"Father, don't worry, Feng'er won't go down, the Mu family won't go down, the men of the Mu family have no cowards, and their backs are as unyielding as a rainbow."
The appearance of the Ancient Asura Sutra, like a ray of sunshine, penetrated into the window of the young man's heart. From now on, he will not lose his way in decadence.
Mu Feng turned around and was about to enter his room. He had been practicing in the courtyard just now.
Boom...!
But at this moment, the courtyard door was suddenly opened, and a group of unexpected guests arrived.
(end of this chapter)