The Domain of God

The moment Wu Feng woke up, he felt that his body had changed greatly.

He had fallen asleep during cultivation, which was outside of old beggar's and dragon-hunting instructor's expectations.

"What a great change."

Wu Feng couldn't help but be shocked after inspecting himself.

After changing his bones, he thought he was strong enough. But now, the feeling he had became even more different, as if his body was incomparably tough, as if all things were indestructible. This was a type of confidence, a type of information that his body would be able to give to him.

The old beggar and the dragon-hunting instructor were naturally still there as well. Seeing that Wu Feng had regained his senses, the old beggar told him everything that had happened previously.

Wu Feng was surprised and happy, he bowed to dragon-hunting instructor and said, "Thank you, senior."

This drop of heart blood was not something that could be returned in a short period of time.

dragon-hunting instructor nodded, "No need to be polite. If you can really grow, then everything is worth it. However, what you should be doing now is thinking about your own abilities. "

With that, the dragon-hunting instructor talked to Wu Feng about some basic things, such as how to control his body.

Since ancient times, cultivation methods had appeared one after another. There were those who trained their bones, those who trained their skin, those who trained their blood, and those who trained their hair. In short, there were countless of them. The path of Mountain Giant was specialized for cultivating the skin. Facts had proven that they were indeed very strong.

Wu Feng calmed his heart to the side and felt everything according to what the dragon-hunting instructor taught him.

This was the best time for him to master his own body, so this could not be underestimated.

Two hours later, Wu Feng suddenly opened his eyes. In that instant, Wu Feng felt a wonderful feeling, as if even the air had been cut off.

It was not heartforce, nor was it corpse poison. It was just the power of the physical body.

It was this power that was maintaining the transformation of his body and improving his physical defense.

This process continued for an entire quarter of an hour. Wu Feng's face paled and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Wu Feng was shocked, "This …"

dragon-hunting instructor shook his head, "Don't talk, take a rest first."

Wu Feng nodded and after a while, he asked, "Instructor, what's going on with me?"

The dragon-hunting instructor pondered for a moment, then said: "It seems that after the true dragon blood and my blood mixed, it formed a new power, and this power can reach its own independent state in your body. However, it's impossible for us to be able to maintain it for as long as per day. However, our defense should be very strong at this time. "

Wu Feng frowned, "But I only have fifteen minutes."

The dragon-hunting instructor laughed: "If your defensive power at that moment was extremely astonishing, how many things do you think you would be able to do in this quarter of an hour?"

Wu Feng's eyes lit up, it seemed to make sense.

The dragon-hunting instructor continued, "Also, although it can only last for fifteen minutes at a time, at the moment, we cannot determine whether it can only be done once a day, or once you have fully recovered, it should be possible again."

This was a problem that needed to be tested.

Wu Feng nodded, he was sincerely impressed by dragon-hunting instructor, the things that the other party could think of were simply too thorough. This was absolutely something that the Brother Dog could not compare with. And because of this, it proved that the other party was truly an instructor, a hope to maintain the clan's existence.

Under the personal guidance of the dragon-hunting instructor, Wu Feng finally managed to completely grasp this power after three whole days.

Under this kind of condition, with the sharpness of the cyan sword, it was actually only able to cut a small cut on Wu Feng's body, and wasn't able to kill him. Of course, if it was old beggar who held the cyan sword, even if she used her entire strength, forget about Wu Feng, even the dragon-hunting instructor would be injured.

This final judgement was that in this state, Wu Feng could receive ten palm strikes from the Wang Zun without dying!

there was a huge difference between ethereal state and Wang Zun Realm, ah!

As for the number of times he would use it, it was not restricted at all. As long as his body recovered its strength, he could continue to use it. However, it was difficult to maintain the same amount of time, and it depended on how much he had recovered. At the same time, according to dragon-hunting instructor's judgement, if Wu Feng's strength were to increase in the future, especially when his body became stronger to a certain extent, then he would be able to use this kind of defensive method for a longer period of time.

After the blood was mixed with the true dragon blood, Wu Feng received another benefit.

A few superficial wounds would heal immediately after this move was used. Even if he did not use this move, his recovery speed would definitely be tens of times faster than normal!

This made Wu Feng go crazy with excitement, he was so blessed.

As for this move, it was destined to be called dracaena.

After all, the dragon's scale would appear after it was used.

Thus, Wu Feng wholeheartedly submitted to dragon-hunting instructor, and admired him from the bottom of his heart. This was a very courageous instructor, and there were many things he dared to do!

"Now, all the benefits you can get have been reaped."

dragon-hunting instructor looked at the stone jar. There were around twenty drops inside, which was better than what he had expected. He immediately withdrew it, "You can go and take a look at the Tyrant Dragon Clan's midsummer. Now that the reverse scale has been removed by you, you are already on the verge of death."

Wu Feng slapped his forehead. Recently, he hadn't been in the mood to think about, so he had forgotten about him.

dragon-hunting instructor continued: "The dragon race is not one that you can afford to offend. I hope that you can understand this matter."

It was a reminder of goodwill. It was impossible for Wu Feng's strength to contend with the dragon race; even if it was only the Tyrannosaurus Rex, he absolutely could not afford to offend them. dragon-hunting instructor was hoping that Wu Feng would not become enemies with the dragon race, and it would not benefit him at all.

Wu Feng cupped his hands: "Thank you for your reminder, Instructor. I will remember it."

"Mm, then go. Tomorrow, I will probably be going out. If you have any matters, you can leave."

dragon-hunting instructor nodded, and turned to leave.

Wu Feng was extremely excited, he immediately went to the location of Magnificent Summer, and met Elder Shi on the way. After knowing that Elder Shi was a Ranker who restrained his instructor, Wu Feng's attitude changed. This old man had hidden his strength well, let's not provoke him!

Elder Shi only nodded slightly. As always, he seemed like a very ordinary old man.

When Wu Feng saw the midsummer day, he exhaled more and breathed less. It was hard to even open his eyes, his condition was very bad, and his huge body lost its luster.

"Yo, brother, are you full?"

Wu Feng laughed, walked to the front of Sheng Xia's head and squatted down.

This was the Mountain Giant's territory, so it was natural that they could let midsummer live for now. As for why dragon-hunting instructor did not kill Sheng Xia, Wu Feng was not very clear. He only felt that this might be related to some things.

Sheng Xia weakly opened his eyes. When he saw that it was Wu Feng, he raised his neck and was about to bite Wu Feng, but in the end, he fell to the ground in vain.

"I said, since you're about to die, stop boasting."

Wu Feng giggled, "My current strength might not be as strong as yours, but it's not too far off. So, it's best if you don't provoke me. "

Sheng Xia closed his eyes to rest for a while before speaking weakly, "You shameless frog in the well!"

"A frog in the well?"

Wu Feng laughed, "Since you have already reached this stage, don't tell me you still don't understand? The real frog in the well is actually you. You don't know anything, yet you dare to provoke me? It's not a very good feeling, is it? "

"Frog at the bottom of the well!"

"Don't give me a chance, or I'll rip your head off!"

He truly hated this, this brat actually wanted to scheme against him.

Wu Feng laughed: "Don't talk about those useless things, I heard that dragon skin dragon tendons are all extremely precious items. I wonder if making a set of clothes would truly increase my strength?"

"Frog at the bottom of the well, how dare you!"

Summer angrily roared, his excited emotions directly causing him to gasp for breath. Having lost his reverse scale, he was truly too weak. His strength was difficult to seal off, and all of the essence energy in his body was disappearing.

"I don't know if the frog in the well dares or not, but I do know that I definitely do."

Wu Feng giggled, reached out and took the cyan sword from the old beggar, then used a little bit of strength to prick the dragon's scale in the middle of summer, causing blood to immediately flow out.

"You!"

Midsummer was frightened. He was finally afraid.

This lunatic actually dared to kill dragons?!

Furthermore, this sword was extremely frightening. It was actually able to casually pierce through his dragon scales. This was simply inconceivable.

Wu Feng's eyes narrowed into slits, and the cyan sword slowly pointed to Sheng Xia's head, "Tell me, should I chop off my head first, or stab your heart first? The dragons were said to have a tenacious life force? If you think about it, if I were to directly chop off my head, I would probably jump around like a loach a few times, right? "