God Of Martial Arts

Lin Feng had a long dream. In the dream, his soul drifted away from his body and floated in the dark. No matter how he floated, his soul was always free from the endless darkness.

This is a dark world, a world without any vitality.

Lin Feng didn't know how long his soul had been wandering, and a little light suddenly appeared in front of him. The only bright light in the dark, with colorful colors, circled up, bright and gorgeous.

"What a dream."

Lin Feng approached the light, and the light became more and more prosperous. He found that the swirling light had extended far beyond reach. In the sky of the dazzling light, it seemed that there was a bright book of heaven floating there quietly, with a trace of ancient simplicity, as if it had existed there from ancient times.

When Lin Feng looks at the resplendent Tianshu in the sky, the dazzling brilliance blooms again. I can see that the Tianshu opens slowly. Then, endless characters rush to Lin Feng!

"Boom

His mind exploded in an instant, and Lin Feng sat up directly from the ground. The drizzly night rain was still falling, and the world was dark. Where was the dazzling brilliance, not to mention the bright book of heaven.

"Hoo, Hoo" Lin Feng's mouth issued heavy breathing sound, the body is still slightly shaking, fortunately, he is still alive.

Under the pain of the tear just now, Lin Feng almost thought that he was going to die. It was not a pain that people could bear.

"Do other people's martial spirits suffer from this pain when they are awakened?" Lin Feng's deep pupil looks at the dark night with a look of doubt. Although he doesn't think his talent is so strong, at least he has a certain confidence in his will. Since others can bear the pain of the awakening of the soul's destiny, he must be able to bear it.

However, when his martial spirit awakened, the endless pain attacked him three times in a row, and the pain was more and more severe. At the last time, he wanted to put him to death. The pain was not borne by his will. His will was strong enough, so he did not fall down directly, but bleeding from his seven orifices.

Maybe everyone's martial spirit is different when he wakes up. I don't know if my soul has crossed this level.

The next moment, Lin Feng suddenly felt inexplicable. When he was in the dark, everything around him changed. Darkness and endless darkness. At this time, he was no longer in the dark, but in a dark world.

His feeling seems to be more acute. Even if there is wind and grass moving, he can't hide it from him. His head becomes incomparably calm and keeps running. He doesn't know how sensitive he is, as if he can see through everything in a moment.

What's more, Lin Feng's eyes, the eyes he can't see, the dark pupils, and no human feelings. What a frightful calm and indifference.

"Dark spirit."

Lin Feng found that his head was clearer than ever, and even he felt the horror of the martial spirit.

What's more, it seems that there is more than that

the mind moves again. Behind Lin Feng, a vast and huge black shadow hovers up. At the top of the dark shadow, a bright book is quietly suspended there. The bright book opens a page, as if it has always been like this.

"Is this a kind of martial spirit?" Lin Feng's eyes are dull. When the spirit behind Wu Xiu is released, Wu Xiu can clearly feel all the spirit of Wu Xiu. The scene presented at this time is like that in a dream. There is a group of light flashing in the endless dark world, and a hanging book of heaven is floating quietly!

In Lin Feng's memory, there has never been a kind of martial spirit that can be released twice. It seems that the spirit has a double nature. The first one is that there is no shadow of darkness. However, it turns the surrounding world into darkness. The second one is the appearance of the spirit of heavenly script. Lin Feng thought that the awakening of his soul's destiny failed. But now it seems that he has not failed, but is better than he imagined.

"Tianshu, Shu Wu Hun" Lin Feng did not know how to call his own Wu Hun at the moment.

In jiuxiao, there are so many kinds of martial spirits. At the time of awakening, it is the transformation of martial spirits. No one can say that he knows all the martial spirits, only that there are many common and exotic spirits.

The book spirit of martial arts is a kind of strange and exotic spirit. This kind of spirit can not attack the spirit, nor can it defend or assist the battle. However, the owners of the book may record some extraordinary things in their book of martial spirit, which may change the fate of martial arts.

"Sky light." Lin Feng gave a low cry. Suddenly, in the dark and cold pupils, there was a bright silver luster, which was as dazzling as the sun, shocking.

However, Lin Feng fell into a deep meditation. The light of the sky was just given to him when he opened the first page of the book.

"After that, I will call you Tianzhao Wuhun." Lin Feng murmured, the ghost disappeared, his eyes gradually returned to normal, no cold and merciless, his eyes, still so clean, but in the clean behind, also added a bit of depth.With his hands spread out, the white Qi Gang can not be controlled. The vitality of heaven and earth can be changed into Qi Gang at will. Now Lin Feng has stepped into the realm of Lingwu.

The dark warrior soul experienced the awakening of his own life and was born with Tianzhao spirit which can be released twice. Although the other little snake's spirit failed to awaken, Lin Feng was very satisfied.

His Tianzhao martial spirit should only need to untie the first one, so that he can have more powerful combat power, while the second one may be a kind of assistance, so that he can obtain magical powers, which does not need to be released at ordinary times.

"Once the Lingwu realm is rebuilt, it will be invincible again." With a confident smile, Lin Feng can feel how terrible the transformed dark spirit is. It is only the first thing in the sky, which is equivalent to the evolution of the dark spirit. Now when Lin Qian meets Lin Qian again, he is absolutely sure that he can defeat the other party, even if Lin Qian is a proud girl with the same source of ice and fire.

Rain is still under the patter, the dark sky has a ray of light exposed, the day will break.

Lin Feng stood up and looked at the wet rain. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that this sitting was the last night. It was really embarrassing.

Looking up at the direction in the distance, Lin Feng's clean eyes flashed with indifference. Last night, the city Lord's office sent out so many Lingwu realms to assassinate him. As long as he was a little weaker, he would surely die without a burial place.

"Lord's house, nalanfeng, sooner or later you will regret your behavior today."

Lin Feng raised his feet and walked towards the distance.