Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 894 I want to keep a low profile

"I don't regret it. I agreed to a request. This Illusory Valley is yours. I won't compete with you."

Wu Yun said with a big laugh.

"Don't follow me like this, and quickly take out your swallowing martial arts, otherwise, don't blame me and leave, without me, you will regret it in the future."

The God of Fortune was originally an old urchin character, and at this moment he was also on the fence with Wu Yun.

"Yo, I can beg you, hurry up, old ghost, I can't wait!"

It was originally glued to him, and Wu Yun was overjoyed when he heard that the bell was about to leave.

"You, you, you kid, you want to be mad at me, isn't it time for me to help you?"

The God of Creation Bell was full of anger.

Wu Yun rolled his eyes and said, get out of here.

When he got to his mouth, he swallowed it hard.

Either way, this guy has something to offer.

Somewhat helpful in the future.

Although the amount he 'eats' is a bit too large.

But looking back and thinking about it, I am keeping him like this now.

Perhaps, in the future, it can really play an unexpected role.

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Yun said, "Well then, I'll give you a chance. If you can directly divide the energy here to a sufficient amount, enough for me to directly improve the two-level cultivation, I will use the swallowing martial arts for you. Refine this energy."

"Okay, I promise."

The God of Fortune did not hesitate.

Wu Yun's eyes twitched slightly, feeling faintly at a loss.

Should be more.

However, there is nothing to regret.

There is absolutely no need to hurry to improve the strength, although the current Wu Yun.

As long as there is enough energy, the physical body can afford to raise the fourth and fifth levels at one time.

But such a rapid soaring is for future cultivation.

Absolutely all harm and no benefit.

Especially with the growth of cultivation, they pay more attention to steady and steady fighting.

You can quickly improve multiple times, but you must not blindly improve with a big jump at one time.

Otherwise, it is very likely to cause the physical body to rely on these energies.

Slowly losing the ability to absorb the spiritual energy of the world.

Once it really reaches that point, Wu Yun is completely finished.

The two sides reached an agreement and Wu Yun sat cross-legged.

Devouring Martial Soul slowly appeared, hovering above Wu Yun's head.

"Go ahead, old bastard, try not to make too much noise, keep a low profile. Now that tens of thousands of eyes in the whole academy are staring at me, I don't want to do anything more conspicuous."

As soon as Wu Yun finished speaking, he saw a huge force spread from Wu Yun's body instantly.

Of course, only Wu Yun could see these energies.

Unless the cultivator above the Tribulation Realm can barely sense it.

Dao enlightenment cultivators such as Wu Shengling cannot perceive it at all.

Soon, I saw the God of Fortune Controlling this power and moving towards the first dreamy glowstone.

Wu Yun thought that he would have to wait for a while, but it was only less than a breath.

Hearing a dull explosion, Wu Yun was startled.

I thought the dreamy glowstone was broken, so I looked up.

Fortunately, the fantasy glowstone was not broken, but its illusion.

This dreamy glowstone contains countless natural illusions, and every time a illusion is broken, a burst of energy will flow out.

The same mirror cannot be deciphered for the next illusion in a short period of time.

After the illusion was shattered, I saw a burst of energy gushing out of the dreamy glowstone in an instant.

Wu Yun's eyes and hands were quick, and he controlled and swallowed his martial soul, directly swallowing this energy.

At the same time, Wu Yun was stunned when he saw the energy absorbed by the devoured spirit.

Unexpectedly, there is a lot of energy contained in this dreamy glowstone. According to this total amount, if there are no three illusions, it will be enough for him to improve his cultivation.

Secretly speaking to himself, this old bastard, one hundred and eight illusions, is enough for him to eat once.

Immediately afterwards, the God of Fortune did not stop, directly controlling his own power, and heading towards the next dreamy glowstone.

At the same time, inside the custody room outside the Valley of Magical Spirits.

The steward is closing his eyes.

But he was suddenly awakened by this dull sound.

He said with surprise: "Huh? Did you crack an illusion so quickly?"

But when he was horrified.

Inside the Illusory Valley, there was another dull explosion sound.

The steward was instantly shocked.

"Again, another illusion has been cracked?"

Before the voice fell, the sound of the explosion came again, and the sound of the explosion at this moment was getting faster and faster.

bang, bang, bang...

Thirty explosions came in a row.

The stewards in the room were completely dumbfounded.

He has been taking care of Phantom Valley for more than 30 years.

I have seen the disciple with the highest talent and the fastest crack, but only three illusions a day.

And Wu Yun actually broke through thirty or so illusions in less than a quarter of an hour.

No, maybe there are more than thirty or so illusions.

The steward's brain was buzzing with the dull sound of the explosion.

He had lost count of how many explosions he heard.

Before, he thought that Wu Yun could come down from Wanglong Cliff, mostly because of luck.

And those white mists are said to be extremely corrosive, but no one has really tried them.

At least he didn't believe that Wu Yun did it by virtue of his strength.

For Wu Yun, the honorable elder, he did not recognize it so much.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he was wrong.

As the manager of Illusory Valley, no one knows the difficulty of cracking these illusions better than him.

Even the top arrogances of the Northern Continent are here.

I am afraid that breaking through the twenty-sided illusion in one day is already the limit of the limit.

But Wu Yun, in less than a quarter of an hour, has already cracked more than 30 faces in a row.

It's almost impossible to count.

And the number of cracks is increasing rapidly.

He can no longer imagine what kind of talent he must have to be able to do this.

Is it against the sky?

No, it's indescribable in terms of going against the sky.

He can only say that this is not a person, definitely not a person.

This is the gods.

After the shocking sluggishness, the steward wanted to fly into the Illusory Valley to see how Wu Yun did all this.

But because of his sluggishness just now, another half an hour has passed.

He thought he had time to go and see how Wu Yun performed this heaven-defying operation.

However, he was wrong.

Just when he set off to the door.

Suddenly, a violent vibration came from within the Illusory Spirit Valley.

Feeling this vibration, the steward felt a sudden twitch all over his body.

Almost scared out of a heart attack.

Exclaimed: "Oh my God, could it be, could it be he..."

Before the voice fell, suddenly, the vibration subsided.

I just heard a series of magnificent bells coming from the Illusory Valley.

He heard the distant and magnificent sound of the bell.

The steward only felt his heart twitch suddenly, and then his legs slammed, and he fell straight at the door.

He twitched all over, foaming at the corners of his mouth.

His long-disappeared epilepsy was frightened out alive.

You can imagine how shocked he was at the moment.

At the same time, Wu Yun in the Illusory Valley heard these distant bells.

Shaking his head and sighing, he said, "Hey, old bastard, let you keep a low profile, but there is such a big commotion again."

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