Divine Cultivation System

"Zhang Meng, a skilled craftsman, was only the late stage of the Yaoxing position."

"If you don't have those organs to calculate, and you don't have the courage to walk out of the hidden cave in normal times, what reputation would you have?"

"With your little ability, if you really deal with the poisonous fairy, you will definitely not make ten moves, and you will fall to the ground."

The divine beast Xuanwu pretended to be forced for a while after hearing the misty voice, and couldn't help it.

Its strongest ability is indeed in defense.

But if he really wants to fight this awkward voice at the peak of his life, he can also be killed by his attack ability alone.

Not to mention his master, the endless Xuan of the endless mountain, the owner of endless hell.

If the two meet.

I'm afraid that endless Xuan doesn't even need a look, and Zhang Meng, the owner of this misty voice, will bow to his head.

This is the gap.

As for Zhang Meng's calculations, if Xuanwu wanted to break through, it would not have even the slightest effect on it.

How strong is the material?

Xuanwu really wanted to do it, and the mere materials could not have much blocking effect on Xuanwu.

"You... how do you know who I am?"

The misty voice was full of shock.

He already knew that Qin Shaofeng had many existences beyond his imagination.

But he couldn't think of it.

Even Li Naling, who had had several fate, could not recognize it. It was impossible to imagine that the thing that looked like a watch on Qin Shaofeng's wrist could be called by his name.

This is simply incredible.

"What are you?"

The misty voice has already appeared a little trembling.

"Look at the battle over there! Where did so many problems come from?"

Qin Shaofeng no longer felt that mysterious when he learned that Xuanwu knew about Zhang Meng, the craftsman.

As for the respect...

He can call Zhang Meng a predecessor, it is already very good.

Just relying on Zhang Meng's feeling that these people paid some losses, he could help him behead the royal ghost and corpse, even using various methods.

Only this point can no longer allow him to treat it with peace of mind.

Knowing Xuanwu's contempt for him, he was even more reluctant to say anything more.

The moment they talked.

The battlefield has become very miserable.

The twenty patrol captains, although they are all the cultivation bases of the Yaoxing position, their cultivation level is completely incomparable with Li Naling.

Even Mo Ya, only a tentative move, has already chosen to retreat.

Not to mention them?

The battle for a short moment.

Seven people had already retreated from the battlefield with blood.

They obviously did not swallow the Tianying Pill, but they all chose to take out the Tianying Pill.

If there is another accident, it will swallow Tian Ying Dan and the royal family ghosts and corpses desperately.

Compared to their miserable side.

The state of royal ghosts is not much better.

After everyone's attacks at any cost, the necks of the royal ghosts have become fragile.

Of the original nearly one-third of the connections, only less than one-fifth remained.

The battle is still going on.

The eyesight of the three of Li Naling is too strong and too strong. Rao Shi's cultivation base is insufficient, but they can firmly lock their attack direction.

Every time he shot, he would be blocked by three people.

But the thirteen captains of the Ranger only needed to attack the necks of the royal ghosts at all costs.

"Damn it! You hateful human beings, have the ability to single out with me!"

Royal family ghosts also seemed to feel that the life and death crisis had come before them.

His eyes became blood red, and his attack became more fierce.

As everyone knows.

The more anxious he was, the more excited Li Naling and others became.

After so long persistence, it seems that some results are about to be seen.

The thirteen captains of the Ranger slashed and chopped on his neck one by one, as if they had been beaten with blood.

Even if only a piece of sparks can be cut out every time, it makes them more and more excited.

"You hateful humans, do you think this can kill the blood of the noble royal family ghosts?" The royal family ghosts became even more angry when they saw that everyone was silent.

His blood-red eyes kept rolling.

The fighting method is still just the original appearance.

Do not know why.

Qin Shaofeng, who was standing in the 100-meter appearance battle, could feel a depressed feeling that a life and death crisis seemed to come at any time.

"This guy is going to attack me?"

Qin Shaofeng frowned tightly.

That kind of feeling is only the subconscious sixth sense that appears after too much life and death.

It doesn't feel absolutely correct.

He will not choose not to believe because he is not absolute.

"Senior, it seems I still need you to help me." Qin Shaofeng said with a wry smile.

"Help you? How can I help you?"

A misty voice sounded.

In the tone, some anger can still be heard.

Obviously, Qin Shaofeng's previous unkindness had already made him hate this inadequately cultivated but extremely mysterious youth.

Faced with his questioning.

Qin Shaofeng seemed to have heard nothing, waiting as before.

"If the ghost corpse kills, you will raise your left arm, and I will help you withstand his first attack, but only this time."

Xuanwu's voice finally rang.

Zhang Meng was stunned by the ethereal voice.

A smile appeared on Qin Shaofeng's face, even if Xuanwu promised to help him withstand an attack.

Just about to speak, Xuanwu's words continued to be heard.

"I don't know what technique you are cultivating, but my bloodline can make me feel that if you kill this little ghost corpse, you will definitely get great benefits."

"Far more than the benefits of beheading him and the ghost marks."

Qin Shaofeng was taken aback.

Bloodline perception?

There is such a secret in Xuanwu?

Qin Shaofeng was overjoyed and said, "If this is the case, then I would like to thank Senior."

"No need to thank me."

Xuanwu continued, "After all, you are the heir to that old bastard. Although I promised him to protect you for a period of time, I can't stay by your side forever."

"Your ability to improve as soon as possible is a great thing for all of us."

"perhaps……"

Xuanwu did not continue.

Qin Shaofeng could also faintly hear some sadness in his tone.

He wanted to persuade, but he couldn't speak.

After all, Xuanwu has followed the existence of Master Xuan Xuan for thousands of years.

Now endless Xuan is about to fall.

No matter how much he said, it was impossible for Xuanwu to stop his grief.

The word affection.

In many cases, it is not said that you can let go.

Maybe some people or creatures will show it clearly.

But there is also a part of it, which will deeply press that emotion in my heart.

But once such a relationship breaks out, it will no longer be sad or crying, and it will most likely become a burial.