Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

In recent days, Jing Yan delayed the test of fengyimo's Linggen and bone age because of something else. On this day, he called fengyimo to Yanwu hall, pointed to a crystal stone three feet high and two feet thick, and asked fengyimo to press his hand on it. Fengyimo did as he said. The crystal stone immediately emitted golden light, followed by green light, blue light, red light, yellow light, and light Blue light.

Jing Yan looked at six colors in disbelief. Well, no, there was light cyan light. It was just covered by the other six colors. If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

These are seven kinds of spiritual roots: gold, wood, water, fire, earth, ice and wind. They are so miscellaneous that they can be regarded as the lowest spiritual roots. However, they are the best spiritual roots for Lingzhi masters, because the five elements are complete. This is why the cultivation of Lingzhi masters is not high.

This guy was born to be a lingzhi master. Jing Yan was both surprised and happy. Eh, he forgot that he was still forbidden to be a great master. Cooperating with the five elements, he was a perfect match!

After testing Linggen, Jing Yan tested Feng Yimo's bone age. He found that he was only in his twenties, and his eyes almost didn't stare out. The 20-year-old great master of prohibition, what a terrible talent!

Feng Yimo laughs in his heart. After training, especially becoming a martial arts sage, his whole body is completely transformed. Bone age can be controlled by himself, and it can't be monitored at all.

"You wait here for a while!" With great good news, Jing Yan goes to see the master of taishuming hall in a hurry. When he meets such a genius, he can't be the master.

Feng Yimo is idle and has nothing to do. When he strolls around Yanwu hall, he sees hundreds of sword cultivation disciples of LingXiao palace practicing flying sword.

Apart from other things, just controlling the ability and proficiency of flying sword, the disciples of Lingxiao Palace are far better than those of jingtianjie. Their swords are sharp and their movements are standard. It's a pity that they lack the meaning of sword. None of these three hundred swords are full of the meaning of sword, which is just a false expression.

Among them, the highest cultivation is a sword cultivation in the early stage of fitness. It uses a red magic weapon. At first glance, it is the fire attribute sword formula of cultivation. The flying sword flies around his body like a fire snake. The sword Qi is surging. A vacuum zone is formed within 20 feet of his body. The power is extraordinary, which makes some nearby female sword practitioners scream.

The man was handsome and handsome. When he heard the screams of his younger martial sisters, he was even more proud. He tried his best to activate the magic power. The red flying sword darted out, and the sword body flashed a flame about a foot high. Together, he formed a red fire python, holding his head high and spitting out a message, which was extremely vicious.

"Ah, the sword Qi turns into shape, elder martial brother Lu is powerful!"

"Yes, only elder martial brother Lu can master this fire Python sword formula. How can others do it?"

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Seeing the fire python, Jian Xiu's flattering voice rang out, and Feng Yi Mo just wanted to vomit, which is also called transformation? Looking at the fire boa, it just coagulates into an appearance. It has no scales or eyes. It's just a straight dead thing wrapped around the sword.

The real transformation of sword Qi into shape should be based on the cohesion of sword spirit, the shape of sword moves, and the spirit of sword. Without spirit, the shape is a paper tiger, which can be broken at a little bit!

If you can transform the sword into shape, the fire Python will be like a real fire python. It has both spirit and shape, so people can't tell the true from the false!

Elder martial brother Lu took away the fire Python sword. He was very proud. Suddenly, he saw a guy with a stiff face, like a zombie, shaking his head secretly. He seemed to be dissatisfied with his fire Python sword formula. He was angry and strode away: "younger martial brother, you seem dissatisfied with my fire Python sword formula?" He couldn't see through Feng Yimo's accomplishments. Seeing that Feng Yimo was young, he took his younger martial brother for granted.

Feng Yi Mo is a Leng, didn't expect this guy to find himself, did he offend him? When he looked around, he thought he was talking to the people nearby, but he found that he was the only one around him, which means that other people were talking to him.

"Cough, cough, elder martial brother, you are wrong. I didn't say anything just now." Wind Yi Mo doesn't want to cause trouble, explains.

"No, I saw you shaking your head. Are you dissatisfied with elder martial brother Lu?" Who knows next to a don't know good or bad guy jumped out, pointing out the wind Yi mo.

"That's right. Elder martial brother Lu is one of the top three masters of the early generation. What are you to deny elder martial brother Lu's fire Python sword formula?"

"Ha ha ha, I think he is scared silly, don't you see his face is white?"

"Boy, get down on your knees and apologize to elder martial brother Lu, otherwise, hehe..."

Some unbearable words drill into the ear of wind Yi Mo, let his facial expression ugliness rise. He never takes the initiative to make trouble, but he is never bullied. Even if he has no divine sense now, he is not afraid!

"Younger martial brother, since you despise my sword formula, you and I might as well have a competition. It's clear which one is better than the other!" Elder martial brother Lu is pressing humanity.

Feng Yimo's eyes narrowed and a glimmer of cold light flashed by. "I'm not talented. I'm also interested in kendo. Since elder martial brother Lu wants to compete, it's better to be respectful than obedient! Which elder martial brother or younger martial brother is borrowing the next flying sword? "

He can't let Liuhong Zhuifeng sword fight, otherwise, the other side will be killed without a move. But he has no divine sense, and can't get other flying swords from Xumi bracelet and Chuwu ring, so he can only borrow swords from the people at the scene.Listen to him say so, the face of the opposite elder martial brother Lu looks ugly. He thinks that Feng Yimo is humiliating himself. He doesn't use his own flying sword, but borrows it. He looks down on himself!

The anger rose in elder martial brother Lu's chest a little bit. When he came to the edge of the rampage, his eyes were red and angry.

Those disciples who practice sword look at Feng Yimo just like a fool. Who dares to lend him the flying sword in front of the landing elder martial brother? Isn't that an idiot?

"If this brother doesn't mind, let's use this yellow sand sword." In the silence, a sudden voice came, and then a yellow top quality flying sword flew to the front of Feng Yimo.

The wind Yi Mo bends to point to a bullet, the flying sword turned a somersault in front of it, steady fall in his hand.

Well, it's a pity that I don't know how to use the earth flying sword. I can only use the magic power I just mastered to drive the yellow sand sword. However, in the absence of divine consciousness, how can a flying sword become a flying sword?

Feng Yimo thought of the innate Qi. As a martial saint, he could drive things through the air, but the distance was much closer than the divine sense.

"Thank you, elder martial brother!" Feng Yimo hugged the monk who borrowed the sword and saw the man clearly. He couldn't help but be stunned. There was such a beautiful man in the world. He had narrow eyes, red lips and white teeth, and his eyes were like stars. Different from other disciples of LingXiao palace, he was dressed in a moon white robe and elegant.