God-slaughtering King

But the more so, Nanmen Maple felt that the old man was extremely dangerous.

More powerful than anyone he meets.

"Is it the strong one in the realm of yin and yang deficiency and reality?"

Nanmen Feng guessed in his heart, not sure.

After all, such strong people are rare in the whole Xuanwu continent. Nanmenfeng only occasionally heard his master, elder Wu Kui, mention that there is such an ancestor in the Shenzong with the realm of Yin-Yang deficiency and reality.

Before the time of life and death crisis, Lao Zu will not appear.

"See you, master."

Nanmen Feng saluted.

"Yes, yes, you are not the first person who can practice jiucang secret arts to the eighth level, but the first person who can practice it successfully so quickly."

The old man smiled and said.

Nanmen Feng's face changed slightly, but he didn't speak.

"Don't worry, since this test is set by this seat, it will not harm you."

The old man seemed to see the mind of Nanmen maple and said with a smile.

Nanmen Feng's face changed again. He thought about it and said, "senior, what are you setting this test for?"

The old man smiled, but the smile seemed a little gloomy and terrible to nanmenfeng.

Then the old man grabbed Nanmen Maple directly. Nanmen Maple couldn't even have room to resist. He let the old man seize it, followed by the distortion of space in front of him, and appeared in the void when he appeared again.

At his feet was a giant tortoise the size of a dozen stars. There was a continent on the tortoise's back, which was the basaltic continent.

This picture was once seen in the Tianta by Nanmen maple, but when I saw it again, I was still very shocked.

The turtle opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the South Gate maple and the old man. He gave a low cry, with sadness and desolation in his cry.

"The tortoise has lived for too long. If it had not been for the secret arts, it would have died."

The old man sighed.

"The jiucang secret skill created by us can make you resonate with the turtle's blood. At the critical moment, you can use the turtle's power to protect the Xuanwu continent."

The old man said that words have endless vicissitudes and helplessness.

"Elder, do you want me to be the guardian of the Xuanwu continent?"

Nanmen Maple's mind is crazy!

Since we can protect the Xuanwu continent, we need more than the realm of Yin-Yang deficiency and reality.

"Master, according to my current cultivation, let alone guarding the Xuanwu continent, it is difficult to win even in the face of the strong in Tongtian territory."

Nanmen Feng said softly.

"You are only qualified to be the guardian of Xuanwu. Only when you reach the realm of Yin-Yang deficiency and reality can you use the power of tortoise Xuanwu. Now you are far from enough."

The old man smiled and said.

"So it is."

Nanmen Feng breathed a sigh of relief. As for the cultivation to reach the realm of Yin-Yang deficiency and reality, he didn't know how to get monkey years and horse months. Instead, all Nanmen Feng didn't worry. Now his mind was only thinking about how to return to the Xuanwu mainland quickly.

Buzz!

The picture in front of them flashed again, and they appeared in the gray space again. The old man raised his hand and grabbed it, and a wisp of earthy yellow breath wrapped around his palm.

Nanmen Maple found that the old man's face was obviously a little tired.

"This is chaotic vitality. After refining, it is enough to make your gods and Demons nine changes and cultivate to the eighth level!"

Nanmen Feng was surprised at how the old man knew his secret.

Zhang opened his mouth and Nanmen Feng swallowed the chaotic vitality. He only felt a sudden shock to his body, and his exhausted essence and spirit instantly returned to the peak state.

And this chaotic vitality does not need him to refine deliberately. It will gradually integrate into his body bit by bit over time.

"If you want to refine it all, I'm afraid it will take ten years."

Nanmen Feng's heart sank slightly, but it was good. He didn't have to cultivate the nine gods and demons in order to find all kinds of heaven and earth treasure.

"Go ahead. When you reach the realm of yin and Yang, you will naturally feel this seat."

With that, the old man waved to Nanmen maple and saw a strong wind coming. Then Nanmen Maple felt light and appeared in the open space outside the God tomb when he appeared again.

If he had not felt the great changes in his body, Nanmen Maple even thought he had an illusion.

"What a powerful force."

Nanmen Feng shook his fist and his eyes twinkled with excitement.

"I don't know what happened to Yimeng."

The Maple Road in the South Gate gave a sound, and then turned into a streamer.

"My speed has increased more than several times!"

The maple in the south gate was shocked again, and then exerted the speed to the extreme, just like a blink, falling one step and directly appearing at the end of the world.

"Ha ha, ordinary strong people can't catch up with me just by speed."

Nanmen Feng couldn't help laughing.

Under the extreme speed, what is needed is that the body has enough strength to bear the space squeezing force, and Nanmen Maple obviously meets this condition.

Without any delay along the way, it took several days for nanmenfeng to return to Shenzong.

"Eh, do you think that man looks familiar?"

"You look familiar... This is not martial uncle Nanmen!"

"Martial uncle Nanmen? Didn't he die in the God tomb?"

When Nanmen Maple flew in front of several people, several foreign disciples talked to each other with a touch of horror in their eyes.

"Martial uncle Nanmen, you're back!"

"Martial uncle Nanmen..."

Along the way, people kept greeting Nanmen Feng. Nanmen Feng also nodded with a smile, and then turned into a streamer to the weapon refining hall. Sure enough, his master, senior elder Wu Kui, stayed here.

Seeing Nanmen Maple appear in front of him, the old man suddenly stood up and stared at Nanmen Maple with an unbelievable face.

"Let the master worry, the disciple is back!"

Nanmen Feng respectfully saluted the old man from the bottom of his heart.

Over the years, if he had not been taken care of by his own master, how could he have so smoothly established himself in Shenzong, let alone made rapid progress in cultivation.

"OK... Just come back!"

There was excitement in the old man's eyes. A few years ago, when he heard the news that Nanmen Maple fell in the God tomb, the whole person was depressed for a long time. It was not easy to receive such a talented disciple for refining utensils. He was not reconciled!

In the next few days, Nanmen Feng accompanied the master and followed the old man to refine his weapons.

"Silver Seven Star weapon refiner, Congratulations, younger martial brother Nanmen!"

After nanmenfeng successfully refined the silver Seven Star magic weapon, elder Hong smiled and said.

After hearing the news that Nanmen Maple fell, he was also sad for a long time. Nanmen Maple's performance was too amazing. Many elders and supreme elders in the sect attached great importance to Nanmen maple.

No one wants to fall so soon.

When he heard that Nanmen Maple was coming back, elder Hong Tong rushed over for the first time and was very excited.

Nanmen Feng smiled.

After returning from the God tomb, elder Hong Tong also made great progress in cultivation. Now he has reached the eight peaks of Tongtian territory. It seems that he will soon break through the nine peaks of Rongtian territory. Obviously, he has obtained a lot of opportunities in the God tomb.

The disciples of Shenzong were delighted when they knew that Nanmen Maple had returned, and there were many jealous people. But when they saw the cultivation of Nanmen maple, the newly raised jealousy turned into bitterness.

Half a month later, Nanmen Maple quietly left Shenzong for the ethereal Xianzong.

After his return, he was always worried about Bai Yimeng.

The ethereal immortal sect is located in the most dreamy place in Zhongzhou. It is surrounded by clouds all year round and full of Xiaguang. It is like a real fairyland, which makes people forget to return at a glance.

"Who dares to break into my ethereal Xianzong Mountain Gate!"

When Nanmen Maple stepped into the ethereal Xianzong Mountain Gate, several figures flew out from one side. One of them pointed to Nanmen Maple with a sword in his hand and drank coldly.

"I'm a fairy at the South Gate of Shenzong."

Nanmen Feng said softly, hugging his fist slightly, and then handed out his identity token.

"It's the Nanmen elder martial brother of Shenzong. Yimeng fairy is not here. You'd better come back later."

After one of them checked the identity token, his attitude obviously improved a lot, smiled and said.

But Nanmen Feng saw the color of ridicule and chuckle from his smile.

"Not at the door?"

Nanmen Feng's heart sank and said slightly, "where did she go and when did she come back?"

"We can't control where the fairy goes according to the dream. It's even harder to say when she will come back. Maybe she will come back tomorrow, or maybe a year, three years or more."

The first one said with a sneer.

Nanmen Maple frowned.

Although he didn't know whether what the person in front of him said was true or false, at least he knew that Bai Yimeng was safe and sound.

"If Yimeng fairy comes back, please tell the elder martial brother that I am Nanmen Feng waiting here."

Nanmen Feng hugged his fist and said.

"OK, wait."

The first person sneers again and again, and the sarcasm in his eyes is stronger.

Then nanmenfeng came to a mountain not far away, sat down cross legged and waited silently.

"This idiot, I'm afraid he doesn't know that Yimeng fairy has been chased by senior brother Hu Qiong."

"Several years after returning from Shenzong, elder martial brother Hu Qiong made great progress in cultivation, broke through and became a strong man in Tongtian territory, and became the top genius of our ethereal immortal sect to break through Tongtian territory as soon as possible."

"This boy is probably the fiance of Yimeng fairy. I don't think he has the ability to compare with senior brother Hu Qiong."

In the blink of an eye, in the past few months, however, nanmenfeng failed to receive any news about Bai Yimeng.

Another month passed, nanmenfeng gradually lost his patience.

Whew!

Suddenly a white shadow wanted him to come quickly.

"Mink!"

The white shadow is naturally a mink. The mink pours into the arms of Nanmen maple, babbling and constantly rubbing against the chest of Nanmen maple, as if telling the feeling of missing.

"Well, well, I'm back safely."

For a long time, Nanmen Maple comforted the mink. Now the mink has reached the sixth grade of heaven. It is a overlord in any mountain and forest.

"Mink!"

At this time, a streamer came from a distance. When she stabilized her body, it was Bai Yimeng wearing a light cyan dress. Bai Yimeng looked at the young man holding the mink.

Yes, over the past few years, Nanmen Maple has also matured a lot. It looks more handsome and stable than before.

How could she forget this familiar face!

How many times did she appear in her dreams? She couldn't help crying when she thought of the critical moment when Nanmen Feng pushed her out of the tomb.

Fortunately, Nanmen maple is not dead!

He's back safely!

The two lines of clear tears flowed down. Bai Yimeng looked at Nanmen maple in a daze and giggled. His smile was happy and happy.

Nanmen Feng also laughed, flew to Bai Yimeng, took each other's hand, and then hugged him in his arms.

"I'll never let you leave me again."

Nanmen Maple whispered in Bai Yimeng's ear, as if it were a promise.