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Chapter 239 Improve the strength of the Dream Building

In a secret room in the King of Shenwu King, Han Fengxue's eyes were slightly closed and she sat there quietly. In front of him, an alchemy furnace burned by flames was suspended in the air, and heat continued to emerge from it.

After a long time, a faint fragrance continued to float out of the alchemy furnace, and Han Fengxue's brows also squirmed, and the soul power continued to gush out and headed into the alchemy furnace. There, there were dozens of viscous liquids of various colors. Under the influence of Han Fengxue's soul power, the viscous liquid also continued to wriggle together and slowly bonded.

In the spiritual sea, the rotation of elemental crystals accelerated a lot again, and the fiery red elements continued to float out of Han Fengxue's body and turned into substantial flames. The flames under the alchemy furnace also burned again at this moment, tangling like fire snakes, making crackling sounds. The temperature in the secret room also slowly rose, and there was a hot sweat on Han Fengxue's forehead.

The fragrance of medicine gradually became richer. The power of the soul and the flames continued to gush out, turning into an invisible airflow, and drilling into the alchemy furnace. As time passed slowly, the fragrance of medicine from the alchemy furnace gradually became richer. After a long time, the collision sounded from time to time, and then many particles were rolling. The wood-type elements also burst out from Han Fengxue's body at this time and rushed towards the alchemy furnace frantically. After a while, the entire alchemy furnace trembled. Han Fengxue frowned, and the elements of the fire and wood system and the power of the soul were no longer there.

The retention of the elixir was heading towards the alchemy furnace together. At this moment, a loud bang sound came out, and the top of the alchemy furnace was shaken away, and dozens of cyan circular particles popped out from the alchemy furnace together. However, most of these particles were lighter blue, but there were a few more dark blue, and the extremely rich aroma of medicine enveloped the entire secret room. Han Fengxue's closed eyes suddenly opened at this time, and a splendid light flashed, and then his body rushed out like lightning, retracting all the cyan particles back into his hands, and putting them all into a special bottle.

"It's been twenty days." Han Fengxue said lightly, with a smile in her eyes, and a light flashed. Many special bottles containing pills appeared in his hands. The number of these pills is probably nearly five or six hundred. What's particularly terrifying is that these pills are all green without exception.

In these twenty days of sleepless elixirs, Han Fengxue can now refine the high-level green elixirs at any time. Now he refines multiple pills at the same time. The quality of these pills is also very extraordinary. Although the probability of appearing at the high-level green elixir is very small, it is at least a low-level green elixir, which makes Han Fengxue very happy. The pills Han Fengxue refines these days are the same type, and the martial spirit pills that can help warriors practice and increase their strength to the next level. The green elixirs are very large, and even have a significant effect on the low-level martial saints strongmen. These five or six hundred pills are definitely a precious wealth, and it is not an exaggeration to call them a priceless treasure.

Han Fengxue stepped out of the secret room, walked through several long corridors, and appeared outside. Her eyes closed slightly for a moment, then slowly opened, enjoying the sun's bath, and his throat continued to roll, and a mouthful of turbid air spurted out from his mouth. He had not breathed fresh air for more than 20 days, but suddenly came to the outside world, which became a kind of enjoyment.

After only a moment of rest, Han Fengxue walked towards a certain direction in the royal city. Those who met Han Fengxue on the road would salute respectfully. The Kingdom of Shenwu has been truly taken over by Dream Building and can be renamed the Empire of Martial God at any time.

With Han Fengxue's footsteps, he arrived at a short palace in just a moment. At this inconspicuous palace entrance, there was no guard. Han Fengxue walked forward and knocked at the palace gate rhythmically. Then the door slowly opened. Han Fengxue stepped into it, and her steps suddenly became gentle. She walked very carefully and regularly. He knew that although the assassination weapon here could not kill his life, it was troublesome enough, so it would be better to be honest and slowly.

Not long after, Han Fengxue passed through this long secret passage, and another flash of sealed wall blocked his way forward. Han Fengxue's hands started to twitch rhythmically again, and the dead wall slowly pulled away like someone's control board, and Han Fengxue also stepped into it directly at this moment.

"There is no need for these things to exist, it's time to remove them." Han Fengxue murmured himself, and then a huge field appeared in front of him. In the center of the field, countless golden sword lights kept flashing with dazzling cold lights, and thousands of murderous auras were raging in the field like a tide. The crowds, sweat and blood, were mixed together, and they couldn't tell each other. They were like wild beasts that never felt tired, fiercely and fiercely trying to knock down their opponents, and then challenging another opponent. This is the secret training base of Dream Tower, the cruel way of killing. Here, fighting each other can use all means to defeat the opponent. Even if it is killed, no one will say anything. But they are the cornerstones of Dream Tower. If they had not developed hatred, they would not have put their opponents to death.

Standing on the steps, Potian saw Han Fengxue coming and shouted at everyone. Everyone immediately stopped fighting and turned their eyes to Han Fengxue.

"Owner!" The shaking shout sounded at the same time.

Han Fengxue nodded slightly to everyone and then, in front of his body, a bottle filled with green-level pills floated there at the same time. Looking at countless greedy eyes, Han Fengxue smiled and said, "This is the Martial Spirit Pill. I will hand it over to the Great Elder Potian to take charge. If you want to get them, fight for it yourself."

Han Fengxue's indifferent words echoed in everyone's hearts. He admired Han Fengxue. In less than a month, the new poster actually got so many green-level martial spirit pills. For them, this was a real wealth that they needed. The greed and desire were not hidden. They were like hungry wolves staring at their prey. Potian was not polite, and he put all the bottles containing the green-level martial spirit pills into his space ring. He also looked at Han Fengxue with admiration. He knew that these were all refined by Han Fengxue alone, and achieved remarkable achievements in all aspects at the same time. With his deep understanding of Han Fengxue, Han Fengxue's talent also made him more and more amazed.

"In addition, I will personally teach them a set of sword techniques and the second half of the sword of Killing in the top 100 trials." Han Fengxue continued to speak lightly, but his words stunned everyone again. Potian, all stared at Han Fengxue in a daze. Didn't they have mastered the second half of the sword of Killing, this is a question in everyone's mind.

Seeing the ray of confusion in everyone's eyes, a flash of light appeared, and a long sword appeared in Han Fengxue's hand, and his body stood firmly. His hands also held the hilt of the sword at the same time and slowly raised it. The extremely discordant movements appeared in everyone's sight. If it weren't for knowing his strength, someone would probably have laughed at him.

However, the next moment, Han Fengxue's hands slowly landed again. Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the extremely disharmonious movement seemed to become soft at this moment, causing everyone to feel a strange feeling in their hearts. The next moment, their eyes were collectively dull. On the opposite side of Han Fengxue, a fire light appeared on the hard wall ten thousand meters away, and then there were deep traces. Needless to say, everyone understood that this must have been done by the young poster in front of them, but the question was, how he did it, it looked so strange and incredible.

"The sword of killing you learned is actually an incomplete sword of killing. What I just used is the second half of the sword of killing, the instant killing sword, which is also the gift of the Wuming Senior of the Martial God Sword." Han Fengxue saw the dull eyes that were revealed by everyone and said indifferently. When his voice fell, everyone's eyes also became hot. In the second half of the sword of killing, the instant killing sword, no wonder the power is so fierce. They also felt a desire in their hearts, and they must learn it.

At this time, Han Fengxue slowly floated up and came to the sky above everyone's heads. Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, Han Fengxue's figure danced in the air. The long sword dripped through dazzling lights, cutting the air, and creating a whistling sound of whistling wind. The fierceness of the sword was even better than one sword. Until more than a dozen swords, everyone felt that they were shrouded in the pressure of the inexplicable Killing Sword. The sword force transmitted from Han Fengxue's sword was powerful and had reached a terrifying level.

Finally, the sword light disappeared secretly between the world. Han Fengxue's eyes were as sharp as a sword. She glanced at everyone, and then slowly said: "I named this sword technique the sword of reincarnation. The top 50 in this trial will get his cultivation method. The children of Dream Building, fight for it!" After saying that, Han Fengxue's figure floated back to the somewhat dull Potian. He always thought that the sword of killing was very perfect, but today after seeing Han Fengxue's two sword techniques, he realized how much lack and room for improvement the sword he learned had. There was also a desire in his eyes, and his desire for powerful sword technique.
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