Pushing forward to be invincible: starting from adding points in the dream

Wow!

The fog shrouded the building and the building was silent.

In the dark street, a huge roar shook the earth.

roar! !

The sound waves swept across and the tall buildings shook.

The white-gray giant statue stood like a city wall, and the huge creature that looked like a crocodile and a dragon was forcibly blocked.

Taking this opportunity, the green gold figure flashed away and quickly rushed into the martial arts building, sweeping away everything inside.

"It's Ji Dou Fist again."

Looking at the incomplete iron book in his hand, Chen Feng's eyes flashed slightly.

Immediately, he sensed that other creatures were coming to kill him. He quickly flapped his blood wings and left the place.

After several minutes, the roar in the dark mist subsided, and the white-gray giant image flew into the air and blended into the center of the eyebrows.

Chen Feng suspended in mid-air and looked down at the earth, and soon found the group of masked men and faceless men.

besides.

During the search, when passing by a villa, I sensed something unusual.

He noted the location and immediately chose to absorb the nutrients.

Suddenly, there were faceless figures looking up.

Bang! ! !

The green gold color fell wildly, and the red color exploded, sweeping everything.

Two Jiwu quickly emerged, and gray light groups poured into the body.

[Perception LV5: 10/100]

The panel prompt appeared. Chen Feng didn't pay much attention and quickly absorbed Jiwu.

It had been three days since Lin Hao and others left, and he hadn't gotten any useful memory images in the past few days.

Buzz!

In an instant, memories hit me, and scenes emerged.

Not allowing Chen Feng to be distracted, he soon saw a special scene.

"Is that the Lord Yuling?"

"Yes, it was him and several other adults from the law enforcement team who repelled the last black disaster."

"I heard that the heroic spirit of the swordsman Alonko also burned because of this. I don't know if it's true or not."

"It seems true, but I heard that he recently awakened an ancestor of the heroic spirit, the Storm Queen, Serissa."

Discussions sounded quietly. This was a city street under the blue sky.

The young man with residual memories was walking on the street with a few friends. There were many shopping malls and supermarkets around, and they looked somewhat similar to Chiguo.

But that's not the point. The point is that there were many people stopping on the street, and all of them were looking at a young man passing by.

Somewhat thin, about 1.78 meters tall, wearing black clothes of the law enforcement team, alone.

He had long, broken hair and fairly handsome features, but his face looked a little haggard.

"Alonco"

He seemed to be murmuring, his eyes dull.

A woman wearing a blue round hat and a silk palace skirt followed the whole process, and the curly long hair exposed was brown and dark.

Buzz!

The screen collapsed, and Chen Feng stood there, his eyes flickering.

If I guessed correctly, the person just now should be the extraordinary person with the talent of controlling spirits, a man named Wang Yu.

Burning power, the heroic spirit of the swordsman Alonko.

Thoughtfully, Chen Feng then took in another Extreme Martial Light Group.

The memory screen is relatively ordinary and contains no useful information.

Not disappointed, he quickly flapped his blood wings and headed straight to the place where he had previously sensed the abnormality.

A townhouse, surrounded by red brick walls that separate the streets, is obviously an important location in this area. Living here means you are rich or expensive.

Aiming directly at the target and walking into the villa that he had focused on previously, Chen Feng walked through the living room and came to a bedroom.

Velvet quilt, exquisite but extinguished chandelier.

In the dark environment, he walked to the wooden table next to the wooden bed, and his eyes stopped on the dusty brown diary.

There are very few written records in this world, and every diary is as rare and precious as a bronze medal or a broken iron book.

Immediately, he blew away the dust and picked up the brown diary.

Looking through it, Chen Feng's eyes narrowed.

[Alliance Calendar Year 246, June 12th. 】

[Alonco is dead. 】

[I have always been weak and unable to do anything]

[The word waste is the perfect word to describe my cowardly life, which I can only hide at the expense of.]

Familiar handwriting, unexpected content.

He actually got Wang Yu's diary again.

With a flash of eyes, Chen Feng suppressed his distracting thoughts and then looked down.

[June 24th, 246th year of the alliance calendar. 】

[God gave me a chance. Professor Fang discovered something unusual. It turned out that Alonko was not completely dead. He left behind the last trace of his soul. 】

【Hahahahaha! I know you can't die so easily! ! 】

[Wait, Alonco, we will meet again! Definitely! 】

[July 10th, 246th year of the alliance calendar. 】

[I killed a dead raven and learned from it that the secret realm of the dead contains a treasure that nourishes spiritual seeds and strengthens the soul - Star Soul Liquid]

[In addition, the Disaster Secret Realm also has similar special liquids. 】

[I want to take the risk and go to the abyss again. 】

[But before that, I need to improve my strength, at least I can no longer be a weak and incompetent spectator. 】

[Alliance Calendar Year 246, September 16th. 】

[I am already at level 4, and with Selisa’s help, I think I should be qualified to give it a try. 】

[The next step is to find the key to enter the abyss. 】

[I hope I can come back safely with Alonko. 】

There wasn't much content. Chen Feng squinted slightly after reading the last line of writing.

Star Soul Liquid is a treasure that can strengthen the soul.

The secret realm of the dead, the secret realm of disaster.

He thought for a moment and finally put the diary away.

This coincidence was not the first or second time, and he gradually had some guesses, but he did not delve into it.

Everything is strength, otherwise it would be useless even if he knew more.

Immediately, he suppressed his distracting thoughts.

He looked at the deep fog in the danger zone, and soon jumped again, continuing to search for breaking the limit.

Time passed quietly until the fog finally dissipated.

The center of gravity changed quietly, and he opened his eyes.

The morning sun shone through the wooden window, and some movement was floating in the front yard.

He adapted for a moment, got up and walked to the window.

"Tomorrow is the battle of Huaihe River, and everyone should cheer up with me!"

"Nanjiang is the territory of our Yanhu School. No matter what flying dragon he is, we also have a master, so straighten your backs!"

"Did you hear it!"

Cao Tong shouted loudly in the martial arts training field, and the other true disciples also appeared quietly.

Twenty or thirty core disciples stood side by side, and some vehicles had already stopped in the mountain gate courtyard.

Tomorrow is the day to fight. According to the information given by Lin Hao, many people are paying close attention to this battle.

Nanjiang's group businessman, member of the joint meeting

He plans to take people down the mountain today and stay at the city martial arts hall for one night.

There are some things that he needs to confirm with Lin Hao before taking action.

So.

The perception is withdrawn, and the eyes look at the panel in front of him.

[Extreme Martial Arts: 11]

[Breaking Limit: 45]

[Red Tiger Power: Red Tiger (3%) +]

"Improve."

Buzz!

The thought is set, and all the Extreme Martial Arts and Breaking Limits are consumed.

The progress of Red Tiger Power continues to rise.

10%, 30%, 70%, 100%

The next moment.

As if breaking through some kind of shackles, the panel prompt appears in front of him, and the two skills of Wanlian Gang and Red Tiger Power suddenly overlap and merge into one.

[Heavenly Flame Power: Heavenly Flame! 】

[Strength: 42.7→45.2]

[Agility: 37.2→39.7]

[Constitution: 51.3→53.8]

[Will: 41.2→43.7]

Crackling!

There was a sound like frying beans in the body. The improvement in physical attributes was not very big. The key was that this was the enhancement of Qi.

In an instant, the True Meaning Red Tiger condensed out of thin air and coiled behind him.

Six meters, seven meters, eight meters.

As it continued to rise and expand, Chen Feng moved his mind and compressed it.

Suddenly.

Red lingered, and the sky flame was suspended.

Wisps of flames that seemed to be real were condensed and deep. The seven-meter-sized True Meaning Red Tiger coiled in place, lifelike, majestic and indifferent.

Under each hair, the tiger claws were sharp and the vertical pupils were spirited.

The temperature in the room soared, and Chen Feng clearly understood the effect of the sky flame.

High temperature!

Burning!

The power is similar to flames, and every attack can burn others and evaporate water vapor.

Because of this, almost at the moment of breakthrough, Chen Feng suddenly understood the wonderful use of Tianyan Jin.

Buzz!

It can be seen with the naked eye that the power on his body is swirling out, and it gathers in his hands and turns into a round fireball.

Even more, it can be seen that the power above his head is in the air, and it is actually one foot away from the body, like a scorching sun floating, covering the world.

It can be bombarded with a thought, which is the mystery of the Qi Jin.

The power is like an arm, whether it is released or concentrated.

The power column that needs to be accumulated becomes simple and clear, and each move can obtain the same power.

In an instant, Chen Feng suddenly understood why Lu Xinglong could fly at such an exaggerated low altitude like a flying dragon in the sky.

Qi Jin is no longer just a simple power, but can obtain its own unique features according to the different attributes of martial arts.

For example, the reason why he can use the Heavenly Flame Force to this extent.

It is because of the high temperature of the force and the control of the internal and external air pressure.

"But it's not just that."

Looking down, Chen Feng looked at another skill of his.

[Yuanzhong Awakening Method: Second Stage (58Y`%)]

During this period, the Third Elder found a lot of essence supplements for him.

Although the effect is far less than that of the Snake Spirit Fruit, the large number of them can directly nourish and grow his life seed, improving the progress by more than 50%.

Originally, the progress was a little slow in the past two days, and the improvement encountered a bottleneck.

But at this moment, with the breaking of the Qi Jin barrier.

Chen Feng can clearly feel that the life seed like a flame in the lower abdomen Dantian has begun to thrive again.

"Force is also one of the Yuan Qi. At this moment, the growth and transformation will naturally affect the life seed."

Chen Feng thought for a while, and then looked at the True Meaning Red Tiger entrenched behind him.

It was lifelike and looked at him.

Perhaps because of the feedback from the life seed, there was an unusually deep crimson mark on the heart of the True Meaning Red Tiger.

It looked like a flame, and also like a beating heart.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng had no doubts.

He knew that the awakening of the Yuan Seed provided a special bonus to his strength, and also shortened his transformation time.

In other words, he had now officially opened the barrier of Qi Jin.

And.

Clenching his fist, Chen Feng had a strong intuition.

Even without any talent, he was enough to be at the top of the Grandmaster realm.

Suddenly, he stood still for a moment.

The red tiger in front of him slowly dissipated, and Chen Feng's mood was unprecedentedly calm.

"It's time to go down the mountain."

That day.

Several black cars drove away from the mountain gate of Yanhuliu.

A core disciple sat in the driver's seat and held the steering wheel tightly. Cao Tong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at the rearview mirror subconsciously.

The burly young man in black closed his eyes to rest, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, he felt that the eldest brother seemed to be stronger.

He couldn't tell what the change was, or if it was his illusion.

Every step of the master was extremely difficult, and being able to break into this realm was already the pinnacle of martial arts.

Although the eldest brother was born with a natural talent, how could he make another breakthrough in just seven days?

He thought to himself, and he was still a little worried.

If what the giant elephant master and others said was true, then Lu Xinglong had broken through two levels and was proficient in many top-level true skills.

The eldest brother, can he really win?

The same idea quietly arose in the hearts of many people, but they were all determined to survive and die with the Yanhu Clan.

Chen Feng noticed this, but he didn't care.

"I don't know when the master will wake up."

His thoughts flashed, and he thought of the scene before going down the mountain.

Master Li Tong was still unconscious.

If he hadn't sensed that the other party's breath had some subtle changes and was gradually getting better, he would have thought that the source consciousness liquid given by Meng Anran was fake.

Shaking his head secretly, Chen Feng didn't think about it anymore.

The black car drove away from the mountains and crossed the road without saying a word.

There are more and more factories in the suburbs, and many large groups from other places have come here to open branches.

Until finally, they entered the city.

Squinting slightly, Chen Feng saw many people in the martial arts world wearing ancient robes along the way.

Some came by flying car, or followed the tour bus.

Or, simply walked on foot, carrying a backpack.

As if seeing his surprise, Cao Tong explained: "Big Brother, you haven't come down the mountain for a few days."

"The battle of Huaihe has spread throughout the southern martial arts world. Recently, I heard that many martial arts schools have come to our Nanjiang."

"I think it's to get a glimpse of the mystery of the master."

Hearing this, Chen Feng's brows relaxed.

Continuous dreams made him ignore the reality, so he nodded gently and didn't think about it anymore.

Seeing this scene, Cao Tong thought of his previous worries.

He wanted to say something but stopped, but in the end, thinking of the upcoming war, he held back and didn't speak.

Time passed, about twenty minutes later.

After passing through more than a dozen traffic lights, the group finally arrived at the Yanwu Hall in Jinhua District.

Looking through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it can be seen that the fitness equipment inside is still there, neatly arranged.

However, I don't know since when, this place has become much quieter.

There are few figures, whether ordinary people doing fitness or students practicing martial arts, they are no longer crowded and lively as before.

Only a few formal disciples are guarding on the first floor, half of them are stretching their muscles, and half of them are guarding this place.

Click!

Finally, the convoy stopped.

Wu Shuang and others came out one after another, and the car door was opened by Cao Tong.

Passers-by stopped around, the uncle smoking at the entrance of the supermarket narrowed his eyes slightly, and the men and women on the public chairs put down their mobile phones.

The adult holding the child tilted his head to stare, and the woman drinking coffee was full of curiosity.

Surprised, peeping, and looking.

Chen Feng stepped out and stood in front of the convoy, the center of the crowd.

"Big Brother!"

The formal disciples in the martial arts hall saw them at the first time, stepped out quickly, and looked excited.

Chen Feng nodded, and Cao Tong and others beside him had complicated expressions and some unpleasant tastes.

The martial arts hall industry is not as good as before. Although the big brother has broken through to the master level, he has not had time to take care of everything seriously due to the challenge of Feilongliu.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Looking at the formal disciples who stayed behind, Chen Feng said seriously.

He knew that the martial arts hall industry had become so deserted, and a large part of it was caused by his previous instructions.

Do not fight or compete, wait for the opportunity.

And now.

Look up at the sky.

The black crow circled and did not leave, and the malicious black crow eyes looked at him.

This spy from the Shenwu League has been staring at him for a few days, as if to see through all his preparations and plans.

Ga!

The ghost lingered, and the unusually harsh cry seemed to mock him, and only he could hear it.

With a blank expression, Chen Feng retracted his gaze and stepped into the martial arts hall.

One after another.

It was time to end.