Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Bai Wang blinked in the sky's eyes, shook his head and said, "you're wrong. Your opponent should not be an unknown nobody in wushuangfeng. You should have a long-term vision. This time, you go to Tianlong city to participate in the martial arts meeting of the four countries to compete for luck. Your goal is Wu Xiaoyu, Cao Lei, and the peerless genius of the first echelon of other holy land forces."

"Just a congenital Xiaowu is like an ant. Success or failure, you should not take him to heart..."

Bai Tianleng smiled and said, "brother, in the past, we didn't suppress them like Lingyun peak and Canglong peak. Instead, Yan Xi felt that we were easy to mess with. Hum, we dared to provoke Mingguang peak this time. We must teach them a profound lesson."

After a little meditation, Bai Wangtian said, "it's natural to settle with them. But at present, Xiao Xu's most important thing is to refine the golden armor martial spirit as soon as possible. There will be a period of time before the martial arts meeting of the four countries will begin. In a few days, I will personally take Xiao Xu to refine the martial spirit. I must strive to refine the 'golden armor giant god' to Xiaocheng level before the martial arts meeting."

"The 'golden armor giant god' is a level 4 martial spirit. Once it is small, its strength will soar. At that time, it is natural to hope to squeeze into the first echelon, enter the core area of the secret territory, and even have the opportunity to see the opening of the Dragon tomb and compete for the title of 'son of luck'

"Yes!"

Bai Xu nodded heavily, and his eyes couldn't wait.

The four countries meet once every ten years, but it takes 50 years for the underground dragon tomb to open. In the yuan and Wu mainland, basically all qualified young martial artists want to enter Tianlong city to compete for gas luck. This level of event is a big day for countless young talents to wait.

If you have the opportunity to become the only "son of luck", in the next 50 years, your sect will be able to lead all forces in the whole Yuan Wu continent.

This is a great honor and the best opportunity for martial artists to become famous all over the world.

Such a big event is really not worth mentioning compared with the shame of defeating Ye Feng Yixue's previous defeat.

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In the palace with the portrait of "jiujue Tianbei" hanging at wushuangfeng, people, old and young, sat face to face.

"Ye Feng, I didn't expect that you greatly surprised Ben Feng's master this time and defeated Bai Xu..." Yan Xifeng said with surprise when he looked at Ye Feng.

Although he was optimistic about Ye Feng before, this time Ye Feng's performance was unexpected and brought him great shock.

"The disciple just corrects the name of wushuangfeng. We wushuangfeng are not garbage, nor can other branches be bullied." Ye Feng closed his lips and said with determination.

"Nothing wrong."

Yan Xifeng nodded, but there was a trace of distress on his face. He said to himself, "Bai Xu has a good reputation. He has some reputation among the young generation of zongmen. This time he was defeated in public, which made him greatly ugly. Bai Wangtian of Mingguang peak is the best protector. I don't know what kind of trouble will happen?"

Soon he began to cheer up again, and his old face was red: "we can no longer continue to retreat. Ye Feng, you can rest assured, no matter how, the owner of this peak will surely defend you to the end."

"Now it's more than a month before the four countries will be able to practice martial arts. During this time, you can practice here. The Lord of the peak has more and more confidence in you."

He said with some excitement, red and satisfied with Ye Feng.

"With Bai Xu's strength and four grade martial spirits, you should be at the level of the second echelon, and may even enter the first echelon. Your strength to defeat him shows that you may also enter the first echelon. In this way, you may really hope to become the son of luck."

"Feng Zhu, what did you say about the first echelon and the second echelon?" Ye Feng touched his chin and looked at Yan Xifeng with burning eyes.

"Well, this is just a general division of strength." Yan Xifeng explained after hearing the speech.

"Ye Feng, you don't know. During the martial arts stage of the four countries, all martial artists under the age of 30 will be transmitted into a small world, which is similar to the secret realm when they enter the sect."

"There is a huge area. The martial artists in the Yuan Wu continent divide it into five levels: the outermost, the outer, the middle, the inner and the core area. The first echelon is naturally the peerless figures from the holy land level forces and are qualified to enter the core area. For example, Cao Lei and Wu Xiaoyu of wanjue sect are recognized as the first in the seven holy places The seed players in the echelon are most likely to become the "son of luck."

"Although Bai Xu's cultivation strength is strong, it is not enough to compare with Cao Lei and Wu Xiaoyu. Therefore, he can only be regarded as a member of the second echelon. Martial artists at this level can almost enter the internal area."

"The third and fourth echelons correspond to the middle level and the external area. As for those ordinary martial arts, they can only make trouble in the most peripheral stage and take a chance. The Qi they can get is very different from those at the previous levels."

Yan Xifeng explained while Ye Feng nodded. He probably had an outline understanding of the four countries' competition for Qi.

"Originally, the master of this peak thought that it would be great for you to enter the second echelon, but I didn't expect you to beat Bai Xu. This potential may not be unqualified to enter the first echelon."

Yan Xifeng's eyebrows danced and his interest was high.

"Ye Feng, you are born nine times and have such strength, which is amazing to me. Maybe you are the one sent by heaven to revitalize my unparalleled wind peak."

At this point, he sighed. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. He felt a small storage ring from his arms and put it in front of Ye Feng.

Lord Yan Xifeng said solemnly: "But one thing you must remember is that the more you enter the depths of the secret place and get close to the core position, the greater the risk you will suffer. Whether it is the air transport animals that haunt inside or the martial arts of other forces encountered along the way, it will be a severe test for you. I have a few things here. Take them away. Maybe you can save your life in a critical moment."

Ye Feng was surprised and said, "what is it?"

Yan Xifeng smiled, twisted his beard and said, "just open it and have a look."

Ye Feng nodded and took out the things in the small storage ring. There were not many things in it. There was only a red pill as red as blood and two dark yellow palm spells.

"Is this?" he looked curiously at Lord Yan Xifeng