Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The power contained in the level 5 inscription is too terrible. Compared with the level 2 inscription, it is the difference between firefly and bright moon. If this energy explodes like before, you have to blow through your own Dantian.

A steady stream of energy brings bone eating pain. Under internal vision, the meridians and joints are constantly swelling.

"How long will it take...?"

Just when Ye Feng was about to be overwhelmed, a touch of cool and sudden seemed to spread from his chest. At the location of the soil, the skin fluctuated and faintly gave off a touch of light jade luster, melting and absorbing the violent energy from the impact one by one.

"Don't run Sunday soon."

Yuan Ling flew away to Ye Feng's ear and hurriedly picked up some points.

There was no time to delay for too long. Ye Feng hurried to urge Yuan Li, rushed into the inscription, and began Yuan Li's operation with great pain.

Half an hour later, sweating, he just fell to the ground, looking pale and listless, but there was a smile around Ye Feng's mouth.

With the help of yingtu Shentu, my yuan force finally worked for a week in the inscription of "sophistication". Although it was still quite dull, it was finally... Successful.

Indeed, as Yuan Ling said, the consumption to run the five level inscriptions was indeed extremely huge, almost 40 or 50 times that of the second level inscriptions.

In other words, Ye Feng can easily stimulate the effect of secondary inscriptions, but it is not easy to use "sophistication".

Even if it is to exhaust all yuan power in Dan Tian, at best, it can only be reluctantly used once or twice.

"All right, it's done. Next, it's up to you."

"As long as you keep running for thousands of weeks, you can slowly adapt and give full play to the effect of this inscription. Of course, your body and Yuan force are very fragile at present. Don't stimulate the level 5 inscription at will until the critical moment..."

Ye Feng's just relaxed nerves were tightened again by Yuan Ling's words.

He reluctantly spread his hands, struggled and sat up. Ignoring the fatigue of his body, he began to continue to run his muscles and veins.

The yuan spirit turned into a smoke, and the illusory figure disappeared again.

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"Two days have passed, younger martial brother ye... Why are you still stuffy in the room?"

In the hall of the factotum building, Yuan Ning really reclined in a chair, playing with her hair in one hand, and then looked at Ye Feng's room on the second floor from time to time.

"It should be repaired. Ordinary people can't bear the hard work for more than a month. They need to raise them for a while."

While studying a scroll of inscriptions and instructions, Wang Yuwei spoke casually.

"Hey... I don't know what younger martial brother Ye's combat power is now. It hasn't been long since the hegemony competition. I always feel... Something wrong."

Yuan Ningzhen whispered.

Hearing this, Wang Yuwei also put down the scroll in his hand and sighed.

It's less than half a month from zongmen competition. Except for the outstanding players in the inner door, others are uncontrollable and ready to move.

In recent days, the whole Diyuan sect has been particularly lively. Many martial artists have come to the surrounding cities to see the grand competition for hegemony within the Wupin sect.

Among them, there are many powerful experts.

There are also many strong people in the bloody land. The inscription Normal University will be officially held soon. The inner gate competition of diyuanzong is a good appetizer.

Tiandi Yuanzong has been fighting openly and secretly for many years. This challenge is also a sign of the strength of Diyuan Zong, which will naturally attract the attention of Tianyuan Zong.

The battle between Ye Feng and bu Jing salamander, under the hype of Zhong Ziqi and others, has attracted many people's attention. If Ye Feng is defeated, humiliated in public and even mutilated, it will be a heavy blow to the sweeping door.

It's not that Wang Yuwei and Yuan Ning really don't trust Ye Feng. It's really... The strength gap between them is too big.

Nine empty realms and four king realms?

Just... Kidding.

"Yo, these guys have great passion for cultivation... But no matter how much they practice, they are still dead factotum and will be trampled under our feet."

Suddenly, a very arrogant voice came from outside the gate, in which the ending sound was very long, for fear that others would not hear the same.

"Shit, it's Zhong Ziqi's shit stirring stick."

"How dare he come to me to sweep the door?"

Wang Yuwei and Yuan Ningzhen looked at each other and rushed out of the gate. They saw more than ten people standing in the square, and Dala was standing outside pointing fingers and feet.

The first one is Zhong Ziqi.

At Zhong Ziqi's side, another young man stood with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in gold robes and looked cold and arrogant. He was as cold as a stone in a pit.

"Inner disciple?"

Seeing Zhong Ziqi, Wang Yuwei was furious, but when he saw the man in gold on his side, his eyes showed fear, and his steps stopped.

The golden robe is the unique dress of the disciples of the inner gate. Look at Zhong Ziqi's respectful look. He should have a high status in the inner gate.

"Shit stirring stick, what are you doing to sweep the door? Did you forget the pain after the scar?"

Despite his fear, sweeping the door is different now. Wang Yuwei is full of confidence. He is not afraid of internal disciples making trouble here.

Zhong Ziqi, who was stabbed to the pain, was so angry that he wanted to spit out old blood.

He glanced at them fiercely and said coldly, "hum, I don't have the same knowledge as you. When the hegemony game is over, I want to see if you can still show off your strength as you do now."

"Speak quickly, fart quickly, and get out of here!"

The impolite Wang Yuwei said three quick words, an impatient gesture.

"Your mother... I just came to tell you, etc. according to the clan rules, to participate in the hegemony competition, you must at least have the cultivation of the king's territory. If the virtual territory martial arts want to participate, someone must guarantee."

"In order not to let ye find an excuse to avoid the war, I specially invite elder martial brother Yao Yifei from the inner door to make this guarantee for him."

Floor sweeping disciple Qi Qi frowned, this guy... What medicine is sold in the gourd?

Did you find a guarantor for boss ye in advance?

"Of course, elder martial brother Yao also has one condition. In the competition, the boy surnamed ye must play with elder martial brother Yao first."

Seeing the stunned expression on everyone's face, Zhong Ziqi was very proud, and then also made a request.

"Your uncle's!"

Frowned and thought, Wang Yuwei suddenly scolded.

Yao Yifei, a man in gold, has never seen him before, but many people have heard of his name.

Yao Yifeng, ranking seventh in the inner gate, is said to have reached the double peak of the king's territory, one step away from the triple peak of the king's territory.

This man has always had a good relationship with the snare. Maybe he came here to make a front stop for bu Jing salamander.

In other words, he can try Ye Feng's strength first, or at least force Ye Feng's cards, and make concessions to startle the salamander.

This seemingly kind guarantee is just to ensure that Ye Feng can participate in the competition, and then... So that the latter can end up in a disastrous defeat.

After some thinking, the other people also understood their conspiracy and glared at each othe