After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 82 Breakthrough, Heaven Rank Martial Saint!
After getting the needed resources, Xia Feng rushed back to Xingyu City immediately.

He selected holy-level martial arts and holy-level martial arts for Xia Naiwen and Huang Xiaoqian respectively.

Xia Naiwen specializes in the way of the sword, while Huang Xiaoqian specializes in the wind element.

"Holy-level low-grade martial arts, Canglong Dreambreaker, and Dragon Elephant Heart Art, which can be cultivated to the heavenly holy level, father, these should be the most suitable for you."

Xia Feng smiled and handed the selected martial arts and exercises to Xia Naiwen, and at the same time gave him a ferocious broadsword that roared with dragon chants from time to time.

"This is the holy soldier of the deputy suzerain of the Dragon Elephant Holy Land. It is only one step away from breaking through to the level of a middle-grade holy soldier. Take this."

Xia Naiwen held the knife in his left hand, and held the kung fu and martial arts that Xia Feng had given him in his right hand, he couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

Huang Xiaoqian was also stuffed with a lot of things by Xia Feng.

The holy weapon used by the Second Elder - the Fengling folding fan, and the low-grade martial art of the holy level - Storm Luanwu.

This Storm Dance is still a group control skill. As long as it can be cultivated to great success, it can instantly trap all the enemies within the range into a strong wind, and their hearing and vision will be greatly affected. will drop a lot.

"My son's father, we are really enjoying the blessings, a holy place has been evacuated."

Huang Xiaoqian pulled Xia Naiwen, and couldn't stop laughing.

Their son has achieved something, and they are quite proud of being parents, especially when they fell into Xingyu City at the beginning, they were afraid of even a middle-grade sect, but now even if it is a middle-grade holy land, Xia Feng can easily destroy it !

It was still early in the evening, taking advantage of this time, Xia Feng took out all the remaining holy soldiers and began to feed Qingxuejian.

The Qingxue Sword had just broken through to the Saint Weapon level before, and now it has more than a dozen Saint Weapons refined and devoured by it.

Indistinctly, this sword body actually carried some power of the Dao rule, Zi Lei lingered in it, and became a middle-grade holy weapon that could carry Zi Lei without Xia Feng's spiritual power!
In the evening, Xia Feng took his parents to start practicing as usual.

In the dream, while comprehending the laws of the world, Xia Feng took out the top-grade holy-level martial art brought back from the Dragon Elephant Holy Land——Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm and began to practice.

This is his main goal of practice for the past 1 years. While improving his realm, he must also master a nirvana!

High-grade holy martial arts, even a heaven-level holy master would not dislike it, but he did not expect that such a good treasure was hidden in a middle-grade holy place in the Dragon Elephant Holy Land.

It is rumored that the Dragon Elephant Holy Land used to be a high-grade holy land, and their old holy master was a heavenly martial saint, who worked hard to develop the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm.

It's a pity that I didn't know which enemy was offended later. After a big battle in the Dragon Elephant Holy Land, the high-level members fell in sevens and eighty-eight, and finally they moved to Qingcheng, Beizhou, with their vitality severely injured, and became a middle-grade holy land.

But this time Xia Feng made such a move, the Holy Master and Deputy Holy Master were all dead, and he emptied the treasury. I don't know if those elders who are left on missions outside will continue to continue the Dragon Elephant Holy Land.

But even if it continues, it will be only a low-rank Holy Land at best.

Xia Feng shook his head, he didn't have the time to think about it, and started to focus on training.

The Supreme Jue absorbed the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm into the pages of the book, and the sound of the Dao formed after that continued to be recited in Xia Feng's ears.

A hundred years, a thousand years, 5000 years, ten thousand years.

Three hours in the outside world, thousands of years of sleep have passed.

Xia Feng who opened his eyes again, his aura has improved by leaps and bounds!

He has cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, a high-grade holy-level martial art, to the realm of Xiaocheng. In addition, his personal realm has also broken through to the first-level martial saint of the heavenly rank!
During these 1 years, he once again comprehended 39 Zilei rules, and now Xia Feng has mastered a total of [-] rules of heaven!
What surprised him even more was that during these 1 years of penance, Huang Xiaoqian's strength had also been fed back to the fifth level Martial Emperor.

Although Xia Naiwen's realm is still a fifth-level martial emperor of the heavenly rank, his aura has reached the level of a first-level martial saint of the yellow rank!
Two earth-level Martial Emperors, in this Xingyu City, are enough to protect themselves!
A big stone in Xia Feng's heart finally fell down.

……

The capital of the Great Xia Empire, the Palace of Pure Heart of the Emperor.

Xia Naiwu looked coldly at the two people who were prostrate in front of him.

"My son... my lord, that Xia Feng has been hiding his strength. We originally wanted to use the hands of the Dragon Elephant Holy Land to get rid of them, but who knew that he was not a new martial artist, but an earth-level martial artist." Those!" Wang Zehao kept kowtowing.

"That's right. Originally, the Dragon Elephant Sacred Land sent two Huang-rank ninth-level martial saints. It is reasonable to say that it is a sure thing, but the information is wrong. Xia Feng's strength far surpasses ours. He alone gave the entire Dragon Elephant Holy Land to us." Went out!"

"When he came over, we walked quite fast. He should think that we are the remnants of the Dragon Elephant Holy Land who escaped, and would not suspect that we came here..."

Ma Yihui also prostrated himself on the ground, trembling like chaff, not daring to look up at Xia Naiwu.

"Earth Rank Ninth Level Martial Saint..."

Xia Naiwu chewed these few words, he supported his forehead, but said nothing.

In the next few minutes, the atmosphere in the hall was extremely suppressed. Wang Zehao and Ma Yihui didn't even dare to breathe loudly. As martial arts experts, their pants were already half wet.

"This matter can spare you."

When Xia Naiwu's voice came, Ma and Wang felt as if they were listening to the sounds of nature, and their hearts were finally relieved.

"But the intelligence officer who delivered the information, you guys took the Longting army to deal with it, made him a human pig for me, and let the people of the Longting army take him back. He can't die within a thousand years."

"Follow...follow orders!"

The two hurriedly clasped their fists together, and seeing that Xia Naiwu stopped talking, they fled the hell out of the hall.

"Earth Rank Ninth Level Martial Saint, my nephew is really promising. If I remember correctly, he is only 23 years old this year, right?"

Xia Naiwu turned his head slightly, looked at a dark place on the beam, and said casually.

"This son's cultivation speed is close to that of a monster, and you are also born with an emperor body, but at the age of 23, you were only a Martial Saint of the Huang rank."

An indistinguishable male and female voice came out of the darkness, very low and depressing.

"But a martial sage is still a martial sage. He is a ground-level martial sage. If the middle-rank holy land can't handle him, then let the high-rank holy land go. You can find someone to handle this matter."

Xia Naiwu waved his hand indifferently, "You select ten of the holy places that Beizhou is attached to us, and let them take action as soon as possible."

"Follow the emperor's instructions."

The void above the main hall rotated slightly, and then fell into peace again.

Xia Naiwu raised his head and looked at the main hall decorated with lights and festoons in front of Qingxin Hall. He couldn't help clasping his fingers on the emperor's chair, repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)