Merry Devil

Chapter 59 I am a cultivator (3)

"Well, I really don't know which level it is, and my master didn't tell me." Duan Zangfeng knows about cultivating gods, and he also knows a little about comprehension. He only knows what level it is divided into. Of course, these are Duan Zangfeng himself To collect some information.Because even Xing Tian himself didn't know that there were cultivators in the world. In ancient times, there were only three kinds of people in the world, gods, humans, and demons.But after a series of wars, the Three Realms have long lost their previous appearance.

The cultivators only appeared one after another after the Great War of the Gods.

"Oh, that's it, how about we come to have a competition?" Murong Chong and Duan Zangfeng said something to you, and when I answered, the satyr and Zhang Zhilin next to me were confused and didn't understand. what are they talking about.

"Hey, let me tell you two, do you usually read too many cultivation novels and become mentally ill?" The pervert said lasciviously, and stretched out two lewd hands to touch the foreheads of Duan Zangfeng and Murong Chong.

"Damn, what do you know? There are cultivators in this world, you still don't believe it?" Murong Chong retorted, and opened the pervert's hands by the way.

"Hey, Murong boy, I know you are very good at fighting, so you are just a martial arts master at most, and you are talking about cultivation, god, you think I am stupid?" The pervert still refused to believe it, Murong Chong had nothing to do with him, I looked at Duan Zangfeng, what do you mean?
Duan Zangfeng smiled, stretched out his right hand, and in front of him, a whirlpool slowly appeared, and suddenly a snowflake appeared, covering the dormitory.When the three of them saw Duan Zangfeng's move, only Murong Chong didn't react, after all, it was just some low-level spells.But in the eyes of perverts and Zhang Zhilin, it is not the case.

"Wow, Zangfeng, are you doing magic or something? Damn, how did these things come out? You're not really a fairy, are you?" The satyr looked at Duan Zangfeng lewdly with his eyes wide open, and said evilly.

"Immortal? I'm not an immortal, I'm just practicing a little magic. I wonder if there is a 'who' willing to learn?" Duan Zangfeng looked at his fingers, not in a hurry.

The satyr screamed strangely: "Quack, Zangfeng, I want to learn, if you call me, call me now, hehe, if I have such a skill, why don't I just 'do' whatever I want? Hehe. "

Although Zhang Zhilin wasn't as excited as a pervert, he knew from his face that he wanted to learn.

"Damn, you kid can't be serious? Originally, I was going to teach it to you. Since you are already a cultivator, A Chong, I don't need to teach you anything. You wait for me to get something." Duan Zangfeng finished speaking and walked out of the bedroom door.

Duan Zangfeng thought that he didn't have many friends, and friends like them were even rarer.But considering that his divine art cannot be passed on to outsiders, he had no choice but to ask Xing Tian if he had any other divine art for these two guys to practice.

The satyr cursed: "Wahhaha, where are you going, Zang Feng? I want to learn magic, I want to learn magic!"

Duan Zangfeng went to the toilet, closed the door, and entered the sea of ​​souls.Seeing that Xing Tian was still practicing.Asked: "Master, I have something to ask you."

(End of this chapter)