Peerless Martial God

His eyes glanced at the road markings and the engraved lines on the walls of the main hall. They found that whether it was a stroke or a grain, or a palm print, they were extremely wonderful. These stone walls were left behind by Hou Qinglin and other disciples. The essence.

"Curious, looking at these pictures, there is a kind of pleasing feeling." Lin Feng exclaimed, the essence, whether it is the stroke or the grain, is the essence of the left, let people look at the comfort, seem to be immersed in it, It seems that I want to go to practice.

Sitting cross-legged, this time Lin Feng did not choose to cultivate a powerful magical means, but released his own martial arts, so that the entire picture was printed into it. In an instant, the ridiculous Wuhun world seems to have a virtual The shadow is constantly flashing, sending out powerful powers of power and horror.

Or the finger of the void, or the light of the reincarnation, and sometimes the ancient Buddha suppresses everything. When the power of the mind is vast, the thrilling picture is presented in Lin Feng’s mind, seemingly restoring a virtual scene. The scenes of the Emperor Wu’s pro-disciples when using the power of the wall.

"This martial art is so wonderful." Lin Feng's heart is getting more and more shocking. This martial art, for the first time, found that he can restore powerful treasures and outline the mysterious powers in the treasures, such as the magic power of the magic stone. Restore the sacred pattern, and present the mysterious trajectory of the sacred pattern in a clear picture and print it into the martial arts.

At this moment, Lin Feng discovered that the Wuhun can also restore the whole picture, as if it would be naturally evolved, and the scenes of those powerful people releasing these powerful attacks will be derived.

"Every kind of means is a pen of God, using the power of heaven and earth, omnipotent, too strong." Lin Feng stared at the illusory picture derived from the Wuhun.

However, when Lin Feng fell into it, the noisy voice suddenly sounded, and Lin Feng’s mind was interrupted, and then the wonderful realm was withdrawn. It turned out that the martial arts derived the situation when the power on the wall bloomed, and the mysterious Feeling that he was deeply immersed, it seems that it was only a moment, but it seems that a moment of work, in fact, has passed an hour.

"Everyone is whispering, but you can still practice with peace of mind." Qiu Yuexin did not know when Lin Feng was around, and said to Lin Feng, this guy, as if the outside world seems to have forgotten, all immersed in himself Among the world of cultivation, even Yang Ziqi and others stared at him without feeling.

"It’s too fascinating. I didn’t expect this to pass an hour.” Lin Feng shook his head with a wry smile. He did not expect this to happen. His initial plan was to use this martial art to rebuild a magical power. means.

"You are deeply immersed in it, but I don't know if someone wants to harm you." Qiuyuexin was speechless for a while. At this time, Yang Ziyan and others still rushed to the cold cold mans from time to time, even in addition to Yang Ziyan and others. Some people are like this. They, Lin Feng, who did not want to embark on the Nine Heavens, finally became a disciple of the Emperor, and relied on him to climb the palace of the nine heavens to win the best practice palace.

At this time, among the halls, there was a figure flashing. This figure is naturally the Qinglin reincarnation sword, Hou Qinglin.

"Two hours have arrived." Hou Qinglin said to the crowd: "I gave you two hours to let you comprehend the cultivation of a magical means to the strongest. Next, I will let you use this means of cultivation. Fight, you must not use any other means of strength, you must not use the power of the martial arts, in short, in addition to the supernatural powers you have just cultivated, other magical techniques are not allowed to use."

When I heard this, the eyes of the crowd suddenly became condensed, and only the means of practicing here were allowed. Hou Qinglin’s assessment was to test the understanding of the martial arts.

"Wuhen is its own means, why can't it be used?" Someone asked, the power of Wuhun is its own natural strength. Many people here are from the big family forces. They have powerful Wuhun, natural hope. Can use the power of the Wuhun to fight.

"Too much reliance on the martial arts how to continue to move the ladder of the strong, and the martial arts are stronger. After all, when you can't play a role, for example, if you go to the Nine Heavens, in the end, you still rely on your own strength and powerful potential, let alone, If the martial arts is strong and it is too dependent on the martial arts on weekdays, it will make the battle only know the power of using the martial arts, and its own understanding of the martial arts will continue to degenerate. Such people, even if they can be proud at one time, but the achievements are limited, the rooftop Above, there is no such disciple, just a momentary genius, but it is nothing but waste."

Hou Qinglin said indifferently, suddenly let many people secretly lower their heads, feeling very embarrassed, Hou Qinglin said yes, too much depends on the power of the Wuhun, so that only the Wuhun is known at the time of the battle, so that it is harmful to the martial arts and not beneficial. Such people may think that they are geniuses, but in the eyes of Hou Qinglin, such people are just waste.

"Well, now you think who is the ants, just go to his side, as long as you can knock the other side down, I will eliminate him." Hou Qinglin said a faint voice, suddenly many people are blind, how can In this way, is it true that Hou Qinglin really does not care about being a weak person, so is it necessary to be eliminated?

Many people's figure flickered, and they came to some people who were weak, and their faces sneered, and the ants in their eyes were about to be eliminated by them and become their stepping stones.

Yang Ziwei, a group of brothers and sisters, they came to Lin Feng and Qiuyue’s heart in an instant, with a cold smile on their faces.

"The selection of the Wuhuang disciples is fair, and the ants like the ants are destined to be eliminated." Yang Ziyan smiled coldly at Lin Feng. It seems that Wu Huang chose the Emperor of the Emperor, but he chose to be strong. Lin Feng is destined to be tragedy.

He would like to see, Lin Feng, who is in the realm of this day, how to fight with him!

"Do you pick your ants?" Hou Qinglin said to the crowd, the crowd looked up, those who were strong and strong at the moment had a deep smile on their faces, saying: "Okay!"

"Very good, now, enter the virtual illusion!" Hou Qinglin's mouth also showed a smile, then suddenly burst into a terrible brilliance in the hand, facing the crowd in the hall, the entire room will be in an instant The hall is shrouded in it.

The pupils of the crowd suddenly shrank, and they felt that the surrounding scenes changed rapidly. At this moment, they are no longer standing in a large hall, but they appear in another space.

The icy snow-capped mountains set off the whole world with snow, and there are a little snow falling in the void. This is a land of mountains. Some people step on the mountains, some stand in the snow, and others stand between the snow-capped mountains. These people are all people in the main hall.

"Changed a space, even changed a space!" The crowd trembled, but in an instant, they reached another space.

"Here, everyone will not die. Anyone who is killed will appear outside this illusion, but it also means that he will be eliminated and will not be a disciple of the Emperor!"

In the void, a sound is coming out. This is the voice of Hou Qinglin. In this space, everyone is not dead!

"It seems that you have returned a life!" Yang Ziyan stood on a snowy mountain at the moment, surrounded by Yang Ziyan and Jiang Ning, and in front of him in the void, it is Lin Feng and Qiuyue heart, he also wants Killing the two people in this place, I did not expect to kill.

"I have forgotten to tell you, here, the cultivation of all of you will be the same, all suppressed in the realm of Tianwu, those who regard others as ants, you use strength to prove your words, and those who are As a ants, use your pride to tell people who despise you. This is a fair world. Now, let me see who is the real ants!"

Hou Qinglin’s voice fell, and Lin Feng’s face showed a bright smile.

Looking at the look of Yang Ziyan's gradual change, he only feels that he is very comfortable. Here, it is a fair world. Here, everyone's cultivation is the same, Tianwu is heavy!

Who is the ants!

Ps: I rubbed, really tired, insisted, the flowers stopped, brothers, the last day, I still insist, you!

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