Battle God Emperor

Thinking of this, doutian was as excited as if he had beaten chicken blood:

"the atlas of the God of war was able to cultivate the legendary Hongmeng God of war."

At the next moment, doutian temporarily forgot Pangu's warlord formula and started to operate according to the first training step of warlord atlas. Now he is the ninth small realm of warlord, and it is not particularly difficult to operate the first step of warlord atlas.

Although the tactics are no better than the skills, doutian has a terrible talent in understanding. In only half an hour, he has trained the first level of the atlas of the God of war to a perfect level.

At this time, the breath of Jinhuo soul in Dantian gradually calmed down, at least doutian could barely resist it.

"Second!"

Doutian gritted his teeth, and his face was very pale. Tianjin huohun brought him too much trauma, and almost wasted half his life.

If there had not been the spirit of Hades constantly repairing his body, another person might have died long ago and could not die any more.

"As long as we stick to it, there is always a chance to completely suppress it and then subdue it."

Dou Tian took a deep breath, and the second level of the atlas of God of war was in his mind.

Compared with the first one, the second one was much more obscure, but he could still see it clearly. Three hours later, doutian finally reached the peak of the second cultivation.

"At last, there is no need to suppress it."

Doutian's eyes stare at Tianjin's fire soul coldly. Suddenly, the ghost's fighting soul bursts into a powerful momentum and roars toward Tianjin's fire soul.

The fire spirit of Tianjin constantly resists and shoots out a series of soul power attacks against the fighting spirit of Hades. How can doutian make him succeed.

At the next moment, the fighting spirit of the God of the underworld continued to devour the flames around the soul of Tianjin and Huo, and the figure of the fighting spirit of the God of the underworld began to grow up. Doutian felt that his soul power was much stronger and his meridians were also expanded.

"Good pure soul power."

Doutian Yixi, the soul of war is not only used to fight, but also used to store soul power. Soldiers constantly break through, although generally will not make the soul of war grade mutation, but the strength of the soul of war is constantly increasing.

Half an hour later, the spirit of Tianjin fire finally stabilized, the fierce breath slowly disappeared, and doutian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Boom! All of a sudden, the aura of heaven and earth swarmed in all around, and there was a roaring sound in the celestial body, which was a sign of breakthrough.

If you let people know that a few days ago, he was just the ninth God small realm in the magical war realm, and he broke through to the peak in just a few days, I don't know what he would think.

"Good power, with my current strength, it is estimated that I can fight with yellow Tyrannosaurus Rex head-on."

Dou Tian thought to himself.

The mind was immersed in the elixir, feeling the changes of the spirit of the hell and the spirit of the fire. His face showed satisfaction. Compared with before, he felt that he was too strong.

No wonder some people say that people with twin war souls, even if they are stupid, will be geniuses at the same level.

Generally speaking, people who have twin war souls are not low-level war souls, but have two high-level war souls. Among other things, the soul power stored by two war souls is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Doutian is now truly aware of the advantages of the twin war spirit, which is also the capital for him to dare to fight against Yuanying and those who are strong in Daojing.

"It's really amazing. If it wasn't for my understanding talent in combat skills, I wouldn't choose the atlas of the God of war. Naturally, I couldn't get the spirit of heaven, gold and fire, and I couldn't let the atlas of the God of war recognize the Lord."

Doutian was filled with emotion.

Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared behind doutian. Suddenly, a golden flame appeared. The spirit of Tianjin Fire echoed the spirit of Hades.

In his elixir, the atlas of the God of war turned into a piece of golden flake suspended, emitting a touch of golden light, like a dream.

"I don't know how long the outside world has passed. It's estimated that they have been waiting for it."

Doutian suddenly regained his mind and turned to walk in the direction.

What surprised him was that no matter how he walked, he would appear in the same place after a period of time. The whole Fengshen college was so big. How could he have lost his way.

A few hours ago, the little witch, the fat man and Lin Feng waited for a moment. Seeing that doutian had not come out, they were worried.

Three people have walked into the courtyard, let them astonished is, when walking into the arch channel, the two people around unexpectedly strange disappeared.

"Mirage?"

Lin Feng returned to his senses for the first time, summoned Yan prison demon Huang, and rushed to the void. However, to his disappointment, the void just trembled, and there was no more movement.

Lin Feng didn't believe in evil. He attacked again and again. Half an hour later, he was finally tired. He gasped and sat in the same place, scolding angrily:

"Fengshen academy, your uncle!"

Growing up so big, Lin Feng has never been so angry outside. There are strange things everywhere in Fengshen college, which makes Lin Feng's view on it change again and again.Another little witch went into a sea of flowers, completely immersed in the wonderful fragrance, unable to extricate herself, as if lost in general.

It wasn't until a few hours later that the little witch came back to herself:

"I remember I entered the arch passage. How could I be here? Is it a mirage

The little witch ran slowly, but the sea of flowers seemed boundless, and there was no end at all.

"Fengshen academy, I hate you!"

The little demon girl cheered angrily. She didn't feel better when she entered Fengshen college.

In a magnificent palace, Ouyang xiaopiao is lying on a big bed with peach color flying all over the sky. Four beautiful women with concave and convex figure and exquisite curves are wearing a small belly bag of various colors and colors and lying around him.

"Again, the grape tastes good. It's almost as good as lingguo. It's a comfortable day."

The fat man couldn't close his mouth with a smile. Four beauties, one by one, were feeding the fat man delicious food. The fat man's two salty pig hands were constantly groping.

Three hours later, the fat man suddenly stood up, looked at the four beauties around him and said:

"it's almost time, but it's just a dream. However, I must soak all the beauties and eat all the delicious food in the world."

With a wave of the fat man's hand, the picture around him is like a picture of a burning flame, slowly disappearing. Not far away from him, Dou Tian looks at him strangely and says, "fat man, what are you laughing at? Are you laughing so obscene? My mouth is watering all over the place. "

"Nothing, nothing."

The fat man coughed and laughed awkwardly. Then he found that the little witch and Lin Feng had not woken up.

"Wake them up?" Doutian looks at the little witch and Lin Feng standing in the same place and frowns slightly.

The fat man shrugged and said, "I don't know. I think it's better for them to wake up by themselves."