Martial God Prince

The old man then said, "there is another great monk Guangshan from Tianyuan temple, who is recognized as the God of martial arts in ancient China. The last one is always shouting that he is a martial god, but no one knows the Emperor Yan Wuji of Shenji empire. Which one of them do you think I am

Leng Mufeng said with a smile: "these three people are known. Looking at the elder's demeanor, they have already broken the world of mortals. They don't care about those false names. You are the hidden God of martial arts."

The slovenly old man shook his head: "I'm not that strong. I've been traveling around the world these years just to break through the bottleneck."

Leng Mufeng surprised Tulu. The old man was the peak of Emperor Wu. He was also a master of ancient Wu.

Leng Mufeng was thinking about how to win over the old man. The slovenly old man suddenly asked him, "what do you want these two kings to do?"

"Well, do you want to use it to do chores?" Leng Mufeng quickly analyzed: "in fact, I want to use them to improve my accomplishments."

"Do you use them as training companions?"

"No, it's absorbing their aura."

"Oh, what? Absorb their aura The slovenly old man suddenly widened his eyes.

Leng Mufeng wants to win over the old man who is at the peak of Emperor Wu, but he may step into the realm of God Wu at any time, so he decides to tell him the truth.

"How do you absorb their aura?"

"I got a copy of Wanyuan Guizong by chance in the monster forest, which can absorb the aura of the practitioners."

On the dark face of the slovenly old man, a pair of eyes became very bright: "there is such a magic formula. Your cultivation is not high. Aren't you afraid that these two people's aura will burst you?"

Leng Mufeng said: "the younger generation of Wanyuan Guizong has only reached the second level of cultivation. At present, they can only absorb 20% of the mana. If they control the rhythm well, it should be no problem."

"There is such a powerful formula. Please absorb one and let me have a look."

Cold Mufeng, Tulu surprised, but see the old man to interest, cold Mufeng said: "I'm afraid it's not safe here."

The slovenly old man waved: "follow me!" With that, he took out the stone seal under his waist and threw it into the air.

Reciting the mantra, the seal suddenly becomes three meters in size, throwing up the two King Wu, holding Leng Mufeng in one hand, and Tulu soars to the top of the seal.

"Our horse." Tulu cried, looking at the two horses below.

"The horse will be bought later." The slovenly old man said and urged Shiyin to fly to the northwest quickly.

"What's the name of this magic weapon, master? Is it an artifact?"

"Tianlei seal is not as good as your dragon scale sword."

"That's great, too."

About a quarter of an hour, came to a high mountain, from the air, Dan cliff rocks, green cypress evergreen, is obviously a good place.

The slovenly old man descended the sky thunder seal and took them to a courtyard on the top of the mountain. It was cold and windy. Touloudon was silly.

It seems that the courtyard has not been inhabited for hundreds of years. It is overgrown with weeds. The only stone room was also in a mess. A broken mat was placed among the stones at random. It must be the place where the peak emperor meditated.

If I didn't see him subdue elder Pei, elder Zhang. Leng Mufeng, Tulu would never believe that he was a military emperor.

Not to mention the Emperor Wu, even a Wu Zong can get courtesy in the three empires. Wu Wang, Wu Zun and Wu Sheng are worshipped. They are served day and night. They have all kinds of magic weapons, crystal nuclei, spirit stones and pills.

The slovenly old man didn't seem to notice their expressions. He said to Leng Mufeng, "take one and let me have a look. Anyway, you and Ling yunzong's Liang Zi have already been married. They won't let you go when they wake up."

Leng Mufeng can't be a woman's benevolence. Although he promised Tulu that he would not use Wanyuan Guizong if he was not a heinous person, elder Zhang and elder Pei are obviously not good birds.

At the beginning, when Yue Pengfei provoked, they watched. Later, Yue Pengfei suffered a loss and jumped out to prevent himself from getting the heaven and earth ring.

What's more, they already know that the dragon scale sword is in their own hands. Once they are let go, they will have endless troubles.

Thinking of this, Leng Mufeng grits his teeth and brings elder Zhang over. This guy doesn't speak much, but he is more insidious. It's better to take him first.

Carefully looked up at the sky, lengmufeng put his hand on elder Zhang's Dantian, running "Wanyuan Guizong", a surge of aura into his body.

Lengmufeng keeps his mind and guides this huge aura to his Dantian. It is like a turbulent river rushing into a stream. The Dantian is filled with aura in an instant, and the excess aura overflows all over the meridians.

Lengmufeng guides the aura in the eight channels of Qijing to run according to the day, slowly refining and injecting into the Dantian. The aura in Dantian is more and more intensive, and lengmufeng's cultivation is soaring.

The fifth, sixth and seventh level warriors did not stop until the eighth level warrior.

On one side of Tulu, the slovenly old man only looked at Leng Mufeng's body, which expanded and shrunk. From time to time, some aura overflowed from his body, which made him silly.Lengmufeng's eight meridians and Dantian are full of rich aura. He feels as light as a swallow: "it's a pity that he has only reached the eighth level of martial arts."

Tulu's chin almost fell down: "you, you're going up four levels this time?"

Leng Mufeng sprang up with a flash in his eyes: "after absorbing elder Pei's aura, you should be able to go to the martial arts master and really step into the cultivation world."

Samurai and warrior are the initial stage of cultivation, but they are stronger than ordinary people and can use magic weapons. The martial arts master is the one who really enters the cultivation world and can fly through the clouds and exert his magic power.

The slovenly old man was stunned, staring at the change of lengmufeng. If the cultivation goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't be long before there will be another young martial god in this ancient martial land.

Will Pei long old throw cold Mufeng in front of: "you suck him, see can promote to which realm?"

Tulu quickly stopped: "he has just been promoted to the eighth level of martial arts. It will take a long time to absorb him. It will be dangerous."

"What are you afraid of with me?"

Leng Mufeng thought about it. He had been hiding around all this time. He was practicing in his dreams. He gritted his teeth and pressed his hand on elder Pei's Dantian.

Endless aura surged into the already crowded meridians. The meridians were broken, and blood beads oozed from the body surface.

Tulu jumped up in fright. Just as he was about to check the situation, he was held by the slovenly old man and shook his head.

Leng Mufeng clenched her teeth, held back the pain of splitting her body, and guided the aura to run according to the big Zhou Tian with a wisp of divine consciousness, trying to refine.

The refined aura is injected into the elixir field, and it accumulates more and more in the elixir field, and the rich one is almost like water mist.

Just when lengmufeng felt that the elixir field was about to burst, suddenly a light sound of "pa" came from the elixir field, and the water mist like aura condensed into a water drop.

The aura in the eight extra meridians, like the turbulent river water, has found a breakthrough. It rushes into the elixir field and is quickly swallowed by the small water drop.