Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Really?"

The eyes of several masters in yellow robes brightened, and vice president Bi looked eager: "there should be no danger. After all, the president asked Chu Xue to go with her."

"Really?" hearing the name "chuxue", master Dong's face eased a lot and nodded.

"Ha ha... Old man Dong, you're not kidding. Why didn't my prince hear that you have disciples with spiritual power up to level 6?" Prince Mo smiled contemptuously.

"Not before, not now." master Dong said proudly, "the leaf maple behind me meets the requirements of the president."

When he said this, several masters in yellow robes in the hall focused on Ye Feng.

There was a faint suspicion in their eyes.

When a warrior enters the innate environment, in addition to the sharp rise in strength and defense, his spiritual strength will also make a leap. Ye Feng's cultivation is obviously not innate and has not experienced that leap. If he has six levels of spiritual power at this time, such a person definitely belongs to a spiritual genius among thousands.

"I have to say that this boy can defeat the congenital triple Xiao with half a step. His combat power is indeed very strong, but this Ye Feng seems not to be even an engraver. How can it be a sixth level spiritual power? Old man Dong, if you send some dogs and cats in, you will delay the president's event, Hei hei..." Prince Mo smiled strangely.

After listening to Prince Mo's words, vice president Bi and others were awestruck.

Master Dong didn't listen to Prince Mo's sarcasm, and said loudly: "Ye Feng has long been an engraver, but he hasn't been registered. This time I brought him here to get the engraver's robe. However, as you said, Ye Feng's spiritual power is really not level 6..."

His voice paused, and Prince Mo immediately showed a disdainful expression of "you see, I'm right".

Master Dong looked at him and shook his head. His voice said gently, "Ye Feng's spiritual power is seven steps."

"What?"

"Lao Dong, this is not the time to joke."

"Seven levels of mental power? If I hadn't made a breakthrough last year, my mental power would be seven levels. This young man didn't even achieve it. How could he have seven levels of mental power?"

Several masters in yellow robes shook their heads one after another. Only vice president Bi knew master Dong very well. He knew that he was not a man who talked nonsense. He asked in a deep voice: "master Dong, this is true."

"I saw it with my own eyes," master Dong said loudly, "Ye Feng not only reached the seventh level of mental strength, but also succeeded in depicting the inscriptions in only five days. On that day, even under the condition of human interference, he painted the middle grade inscriptions of the Yellow level in public. Over time, he will be the same as us. Even if he wants, he is likely to reach the master's realm as the President..."

Master Dong's words vibrated and echoed in the hall. At that moment, several masters in yellow robes, including Vice President Bi, were surprised by what he said, and looked at Ye Feng with surprise.

Is this man really a peerless genius once in a million years?

"Ha ha... Crazy, old man Dong must be crazy..."

"Don't be sad. You don't have to hurt others. Just test the level of the young man's mental strength." Vice President Bi's eyes flashed.

If the young man brought by master Dong really has the talent as he said, he can not only enter Xuanyuan ancient land, but also make the powerful inscriptions guild of the Western Tang Dynasty surpass the other three big countries.

Moreover, with his personal relationship with master Dong, Prince Mo will not be allowed to continue to slander master Dong and Ye Feng.

"What vice president Bi said is very true. Whether it is true or not will be known as soon as it is measured."

The other masters in yellow robes are skeptical, but since they are in the Mingwen tower, it is not the easiest thing to test a person's spiritual level.

"Ye Feng! Are you willing to test on the spot?"

"No problem!" Ye Feng nodded proudly and looked contemptuously at Prince mo.

This guy is against master Dong everywhere. It seems that he won't stop if he doesn't shut up. In that case, let you see how powerful my spiritual talent is.

"Wait a minute."

Prince Mo was gnashing his teeth when Ye Feng stared.

"My prince agreed to test him on the spot, but what if the boy didn't have the seventh level spiritual power as old man Dong said?"

As a prince of a powerful country and an array master, when was he despised by a half born unknown boy with such an eye? Coupled with Mo Yixiao's defeat and his own price, he immediately superimposed new hatred and old hatred, and his anger rose in his chest.

"What moth do you think of?" master Dong shouted coldly.

"Hum, if he is just a kind of swindler and deceives you, my prince doesn't mind killing him himself."

"Dare you." master Dong's white eyebrows stood up, and his body suddenly spewed out a layer of light green light.

"Ha ha... You will know in a moment whether I dare." Prince Mo laughed arrogantly.

"Don't be sad, is the Mingwen tower a place where you are free and unrestrained? Don't mention that Ye Feng's spiritual power is less than seven levels, even if there are only four or five levels, which can be called a material at half a step. How can you kill you at will? If you dare to fight, vice president I will put it in front of you and will never let you go out of here smoothly..." Vice President Bi said in a deep voice.

His strength may not be much higher than Prince Mo, but as the vice president of the inscriptions Association, he can control the forbidden killing array in the inscriptions tower, which naturally takes advantage of the geographical advantage.

Moreover, it is obvious that vice president bi was really angry when he could say such words.

"Hum..."

Seeing that vice president bi was angry, Prince Mo stopped talking with a cold hum, and his anger was suppressed temporarily. However, he looked at Ye Feng's venomous eyes and had a stronger killing intention.

Ye Feng ignored him. At the moment, a transparent ball the size of a bowl appeared in front of him. It was suspended in the middle of the hall out of thin air. He went straight over and stretched out his palm to the transparent ball.

Just when Ye Feng's palm was covered with a transparent ball, the ball suddenly burst into red brilliance. First, it was very light red, and slowly the color deepened. After a few breaths, the whole ball turned red and yellow, and a straight light rushed to the top of the tower.

The six yellow robed masters present all put their eyes on this ray of brilliance.

Seeing that the color of Guanghua was not even light yellow, vice president Bi and others inevitably flashed a trace of disappointment. Prince Mo showed a mocking look on his face, pointed to master Dong and said loudly: "old man Dong, this is your so-called genius? Spiritual level 7? Bah! You are color blind..."