Longevity starts from listening to music

Chapter 155
"madness!"

Lei He scolded the disciple, and said in a cold voice: "With my strength, I can snatch the blood fruit directly, but don't forget that this is the main beam, and it is the territory of the Martial God, it is not worthwhile to offend the Martial God for a blood fruit.

In addition, it is rumored that the Martial God knows a weird paper doll clone technique, seeing Zhang Gufeng's calm and calm appearance, can you guarantee that he does not have a paper doll clone on him?I dare to conclude that if we take it by force, we will be the ones who suffer. "

The disciple was ashamed by what he said.

I only see immediate benefits, but never think so long-term.

Lei He shook his head, looking at the direction where Zhang Gufeng and the others left, he couldn't help feeling, "This leader is amazing, he has risen to such a level in just a few decades, and the potential of these younger generations is also huge , Let Daliang continue to develop like this, and it will be a matter of time to surpass the other three overlord dynasties."

Several people were surprised.

Unexpectedly, Lei He had such a high opinion of Daliang.

"Elder, is it too exaggerated?"

"Hmph, all of you are the elite disciples of my Bashan Jiange, but you were defeated by the students of Wutongyuan. There are thousands of students in Wutongyuan. Who knows how many students like Zhang Yuan are there? , the metropolis will serve the imperial court, open up territory for Daliang, and Daliang will feed back Wutongyuan after its national strength increases, such a virtuous circle, do you still think I am exaggerating?"

Lei He's words made everyone think.

Thinking about it carefully, I really broke out in a cold sweat.

"The more I understand Daliang today, the more I feel admiration and fear for the Valkyrie. The rise of Daliang is almost supported by him alone."

Lei He said with emotion.

Even if he may be an enemy in the future, this does not prevent him from admiring Ming Buyan. He sometimes thinks that if such geniuses as Ming Buyan were born in the Bashan Jiange, they may have become the head of Xuanzong now.

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time flies.

It has been more than ten days since Zhang Gufeng led Wutongyuan students into the blessed land.

In ten days, they collected a lot of medicinal materials, killed many beasts called monsters, and fought against the disciples of Xuanzong. The gains, experience, and insights brought by these short ten days are almost comparable to ten years of hard work. .

They were all excited.

There is even an urge to stay in this blessed land forever.

boom!
At this time, there was a roar in the sky, and in the clouds, the thunder light and the sword light were constantly flashing, and the terrifying true energy fell like a waterfall one after another.

Coincidentally, a burst of true energy landed beside Zhang Gufeng and exploded violently.

The sudden burst of power made him use up all his true energy to withstand it, and the rest of the students were just swept away by the aftermath.

"This kind of power is by no means ordinary Tongxuan. It is a battle between god-level fighters!! In the blessed land, there are god-level fighters!"

And now they happen to be in the center of the confrontation between the gods and warriors!Zhang Gufeng asked himself that he didn't have the strength to protect all the students Zhouquan.

Without further ado, he directly took out the paper figurine avatar.

The paper figurine directly transformed into Ming Buyan in the air. He glanced at the sword light and thunder light intertwined in the sky, and said with a slight smile: "Sure enough, just like what the white-clothed general said, the wood-attribute blessed land has attracted even god-level warriors. .”

With a flick of his sleeve, his true energy poured out like a torrent, turning into a huge shield to cover all Wutongyuan students, isolating the aftermath of the true energy of the confrontation between the gods.

With another push, everyone was safely sent out of the battle circle.

During the whole process, the aftermath of true qi from the confrontation between the gods also fell on the shield, but the students didn't feel scared or panicked.

Because they are full of confidence in what is clear.

It seems that as long as the other party appears, everything will be fine if the sky falls.

"Next, let me see what the two gods are fighting about."

Ming Buyan smiled faintly, and rushed towards the two divine realms.

During this process, he was also observing the entire blessed land with his spiritual sense, and realized that the aura in this blessed land was more intense than the outside world.

In addition, the concentration of aura varies from place to place in the blessed land.

Ordinary warriors can't sense it.

Only the gods with divine sense can sense it, and the place where the two gods are confronting is the place with the strongest aura in the entire blessed land.

This kind of place is often the birthplace of the core treasure of the blessed land.

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above the sky.

An old man dressed in black, holding a long sword, and dancing wildly with white hair, even though his body was struck by thunder with scorched marks, his frenzied expression did not change.

On the other side of him was a middle-aged man surrounded by lightning, with a stern face and majestic brows.

The two faced each other, their breaths collided through the air, and the invisible divine sense was also rushing wildly, both wanting to overwhelm each other in terms of momentum.

But obviously, the black-clothed old man fell into a disadvantage, the sword in his hand was trembling slightly, the frenzied expression on his face remained unchanged, but his aura gradually became weak.

"Heisha, you are already old, and this is no longer your time, hand over Shulongxin, and I will let you continue to live on."

The middle-aged man said indifferently.

"Haha, are the current juniors so arrogant? You have only broken through to the God Realm for a few years, and you dare to talk to me like that?"

The old man Heisha laughed and did not compromise.

"Although I have just broken through to the God Realm not long ago, I am in full swing. Although you have broken through to the God Realm for 500 years, you are old and frail, and you are no longer what you used to be. If you don't use thirty moves, I will definitely be able to kill you!"

"Since you know that I am old and frail, you should know that it is impossible for me to give up the tree dragon heart that will allow me to return to the peak and prolong my life for a hundred years!"

As the middle-aged man said, Heisha is too old.

The longevity is approaching, and the potential is exhausted.

And the tree dragon heart can prolong his life and restore his body to its peak state. Such a treasure, even if he tries his best, he can't give it up.

"In that case, let me give you a ride."

The middle-aged man said, and shot again.

Thunder and lightning hit Heisha one after another, and after a while, the exhausted Heisha couldn't resist the aggressive middle-aged man after all.

The long sword in his hand was cut off by a thunderbolt, and his body was struck by another thunderbolt, and a green light ball flew out of his arms.

In the light cluster is a piece of wood.

But there are dragon patterns on the wood, exuding vitality.

"Not good, Shulongxin!"

Heisha hurriedly wanted to take it back, but was attacked by a middle-aged man from behind, and a thunderbolt pierced through his chest.

A generation of gods has fallen.

Before he died, his eyes were still staring at Shu Longxin, extremely unwilling.

The middle-aged man who had dealt with Heisha was about to take Shulong's heart, but saw the treasure falling on a pure white palm.

It was Ming Buyan, who had been sitting on the sidelines and watching the tigers fight, intervening.

He played with the wooden dragon's heart, felt the majestic vitality in it, and smiled lightly: "The treasure is good, no wonder so many people are fighting for it."

Even with his vision, he is quite satisfied with this tree dragon heart.

"It's you, Martial God Daliang."

"Yes, it's me. I want the tree dragon heart. If you don't want to fight with me, then please leave now."

Ming Buyan smiled lightly, not intending to take the other party's life.

It's a pity that the other party didn't seem to appreciate it, his eyes were cold, "I have never been unable to get what I want from Yunhai Xianmen."

Yunhai Xianmen, one of Xuanzong.

Ming Buyan took a closer look at the other party, a god, even if he is not the master of Xuanzong, he is still a great figure.

Killing the other party is tantamount to completely turning against the Yunhai Xianmen.

But will he care?

"Do you want to die?"

He said with a smile without saying anything, but the words he said were extremely cold.

"War God, we have already investigated clearly. You seldom go out of the capital in person, and you often do things outside the avatar. Presumably this time is no exception, and how can the avatar be compared to the deity? How can it be compared to the gods? "

"It's easy for me to destroy your avatar here and take Shulong's heart!"

"Afterwards, I will go back to Yunhai Xianmen, what can you do to me?"

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man took a step forward, and the domineering thunder force wrapped around his body converged to form a thunder and lightning sword, and cut it down without saying a word!

boom!
A raging murderous aura swept out from Ming Buyan's body.

He turned his palm into a knife, and slashed out against the thunder.

A Bi Hell Knife!

The sword strikes, and the thunder bursts!

The middle-aged man only felt a surge of cold sword intent and sword energy that had never been seen before, and the huge force made him fly backwards uncontrollably.

He looked at Ming Buyan who hadn't retreated a step and his face changed wildly, "With this strength, don't you mean you are a clone, you are a deity?!"

"I don't know where your inexplicable self-confidence comes from. Whoever tells you the clone can't kill you?"

Ming Buyan spoke indifferently, and his figure disappeared in place like lightning.

When it reappeared, it was already above the middle-aged man, and the Abi Hell Knife was used again, and the terrifying knife instantly made the opponent fall into hell.

"Thunder Shield!"

The middle-aged man used all his strength to condense the zhenqi mixed with lightning into a shield, trying to block Ming Buyan's knife.

But when the knife fell on the shield, there was a roar, and the huge force hit the middle-aged man's arm bones and shattered directly.

Ming Buyan didn't stop, he slashed out one after another, after several slashes, the shield shattered, and the middle-aged man was also split in half by him.

"Man, sometimes it's not good to be too confident."

Ming Buyan shook his head, then put Shu Longxin away, turned and left.

"The might of the Martial God is something you will never tire of watching."

Zhang Gufeng and others witnessed the entire battle from a distance.

Even if it is a clone, Ming Buyan still kills the gods with a crushing posture.

This strength makes them full of yearning.

"This is the real strong man. If you can have one-tenth of the strength of the Martial God in this life, you will not be in vain to come to this world."

"Tsk, if you can't achieve it, it's like coming in vain."

"Ha, people always have goals."

After everyone finished talking and laughing, they continued to explore the blessed land.

In the next few days, no new gods appeared, after all, the core treasure of this blessed place, the tree dragon heart, had already been taken without a word.

Other gods may be jealous, but they ask themselves if they are opponents.

After a while.

A large number of soldiers rushed from outside the blessed land, and surrounded the entire blessed land, and some people from the Jianghu were blocked from entering.

At this point in development, the court's attitude has become very clear.

They want to take full control of the blessed land!

(End of this chapter)