The strongest devil against the sky system

Chapter 39
Except for Wang Zhen, Wang Ye and other high-ranking members of the Wang family who were killed, the strength of the Wang family declined sharply.

Even though the Mu family suffered heavy injuries, Mu Haofeng, the backbone, was still there after all.

So, no matter what, the Mu family still dominated the Wang family.

Moreover, the gap between them will only become wider and wider.

After all, it is not so easy to cultivate a strong monk who has reached the realm of creation.

Maybe someday.

The shepherds will swallow up the royal family.

And the Wang family will completely disappear in Cangyue City.

Of course, Mu Futian, who was a hero at the time, did not pay too much attention to this situation.

He has been practicing in closed doors in Cangyue Pavilion.

And in order for him to have better strength to participate in the Dragon Palace trials, Lu Hai, the master of the Cangyue Pavilion, personally taught him a mysterious attacking formula.

And this spiritual formula is exactly Cang Yue Pavilion's Zhenge Ling Jue, the Heavenly God Jue!

The Heavenly God Jue is divided into six forms, each of which is more powerful than the other.

It is said that all the six forms have been successfully cultivated, and its attack ability can be compared to the attacking spirit formula of the ground level.

Of course, if you want to practice all six styles successfully, the difficulty is not small.

You know, even Lu Hai, who is the master of the Cangyue Pavilion, has only successfully practiced the first three moves.

……

Five days later, in the training room.

"The first form of the God's Art: God's Suppression!"

Accompanied by a low shouting sound, Mu Futian's palm has been pinched.

Moments later, a cloud of gray-white energy suddenly appeared out of thin air above the void.

The energy bombarded down a piece of black iron rock below with a force of destruction.

"Boom!"

With a low rumbling sound, the black iron rock instantly shattered into pieces.

"The second form of the Celestial Art, the Thunder Palm of the Celestial God!"

After performing the first form, Mu Futian did not hesitate, and immediately performed the second form.

"boom!"

Another piece of black iron rock turned into a pile of ashes!
"Whoo~"

Seeing the destruction in front of him, Mu Futian exhaled lightly, and immediately stood up with his palms back.

"As expected of the God Art, this attack power is quite explosive."

Nodding in satisfaction, Mu Futian secretly said.

Black iron rock is a rare high-quality rock, which can withstand the full blow of a strong monk in the Creation Realm.

But such a rock was smashed to pieces by Mu Futian whose strength was only at the seventh level of Chongmai Realm.

It is conceivable how powerful this Heavenly God Art is.

After a brief rest, Mu Futian went on to practice the third form.

Logically speaking, the third form: Longyou Nine Heavens can only be practiced by monks who have reached the realm of creation.

Lu Hai also said the same.

After all, the prerequisite for this third formula is to use aura to condense a 'dragon'.

The aura is condensed and formed, which is a sign of reaching the strength of the Creation Realm.

However, Mu Futian is a person who is not satisfied with the status quo and dares to try.

So, without hesitation, he started to try.

Soon.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, the first attempt failed without a doubt.

"boom!"

The second attempt also ended in failure.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time... until the ninth time, all ended in failure.

"I don't believe it anymore!"

The more he failed, the more obvious Mu Futian's unwillingness to admit defeat became.

Time flies, and five days have passed.

During these five days, Mu Futian couldn't count how many times he failed.

Maybe a hundred times.

Maybe two hundred times.

Or maybe three hundred times.

In short, it has been countless.

But this didn't hurt Mu Futian, instead it made him more frustrated and courageous.

"Squeak~"

At a certain moment, a voice finally sounded a little different from the countless muffled voices before.

Mu Futian, who was already a little numb, trembled immediately when he heard the words.

Surprise quickly flooded his face.

Then, he hurriedly looked at his hands.

I see.

On his hands, a small pure white dragon appeared faintly.

Although this little dragon is very different from the giant dragon that Lu Hai used back then.

But overall, it's off to a good start.

"Longyou Nine Heavens!"

With a low shout, Mu Futian controlled the little dragon in his hand, and hit the black iron rock in front of him.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a muffled sound, Heitieyan was blasted out of a crack.

"Although the destructive power needs to be improved, in general, it can be regarded as the first step towards success."

Mu Futian grinned.

All beginnings are hard.

Do you still have to worry about not being successful when the beginning is over?
Answer.

No!

……

Time flickers.

Another five days passed.

"The third form of the Heavenly God Art, Longyou Nine Heavens!"

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the black iron rock not far in front of Mu Futian was directly blasted into powder!
"It's done!"

Mu Futian exhaled lightly, with a bright smile on his face.

With his current strength at the seventh level of the Pulse Pulse Realm, it is already quite good to be able to have such destructive power.

"Dragon Palace selection competition is about to start, and the candidates should be selected. I don't know who it will be?"

With a thought in his heart, Mu Futian lifted his footsteps and walked outside.

However, at this moment, Lu Hai just walked in.

"Master, why are you here?"

Seeing this, Mu Futian immediately cupped his hands and saluted.

"Haha, it's nothing, just passing by, so I just want to come in to see how your cultivation is going."

Lu Hai laughed loudly, and then his gaze bypassed Mu Futian, and landed on the black iron rock behind him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but it frightened him a lot.

I see.

Dozens of black iron rocks in the rear were all turned into ashes.

"You... have you successfully practiced the second form of the Heavenly God Art: Heavenly God Thunder Palm?"

Lu Hai couldn't help but gasped, and then exclaimed.

With Mu Futian's current strength, only the second type of Heavenly God Thunder Palm can blast the black iron rock into powder.

"um, yes."

Mu Futian nodded.

"God, you... you are too perverted, aren't you?"

Lu Hai's face was full of disbelief.

Although he was mentally prepared, when these words came out of Mu Futian's mouth, he was still severely shocked.

To know.

It has only been ten days since Mu Futian studied.

In ten days, he successfully practiced two forms of the extremely difficult Zhenge Jue. If this is spread, it will shock the whole city.

"Uh... that, I want to say, I have also practiced the third form."

Seeing Lu Hai's shocked expression, Mu Futian spread his hands, and immediately added another sentence.

……

[Next chapter, before twelve o'clock, I can't wait to read it tomorrow morning. 】

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