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Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth, practice well

Dragon Slaying Army.

In unknown places, there is a small space for emergence.

Although the space is not large, it is full of Gengjin sword energy. The sword energy is circulating and lasting for a long time, like a sword domain in a desperate situation.

It is not difficult to create a small space.

However, it is very difficult to open up a small space that claims to be one, which has reached the power of the emperor level.

In this small space, a man in black was closing his eyes and was quenched by the sword energy. His body was crystal clear and shining with a white jade-like luster. A special rhythm was flowing on him, and he could vaguely feel the weight inside his body.

Magnificent power.

The man wore a silver mask, covering half of his face, looking cold and determined, with a little melancholy in his mystery.

Such temperament may attract the favor of many women.

But he didn't care about these things.

A mysterious phantom appeared behind him, with great power, but disappeared after a moment, making him look a little weird.

After a while, the man finally opened his eyes.

He stretched his head and suddenly his body crackled and sounded. This practice gave him a complete change. He also truly embarked on the path of the top and most traditional ancient martial arts, and his martial arts was called "The Legend of the Conquering the Heavenly Master"

It is the most top martial art passed down from ancient times. It seizes the world and forms its own fortune. It is extremely domineering and reaches its peak. It can compete with the ancient emperor-level creatures with its physical strength alone.

Of course this person is a mask.

And this small space was naturally specially opened by Di Linglong for mask cultivation.

"Isn't it over?" The man looked around and frowned slightly.

The sword energy around him is still very strong. The painful sword energy that once tortured him can no longer hurt him.

But the sword energy did not stop.

The man hesitated for a while and shouted unaccustomedly: "Master's wife, it's time to end the practice. I have already broken through to level 5 of Platinum."

After a moment, a calm woman's voice came.

"What's the 5th level of Platinum? It's useless to go out with this little strength. Let's continue to retreat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword energy in the small space suddenly strengthened.

The mask was slightly shocked. The sword energy now is twice as strong as usual. The Gengjin sword energy is known for its sharp destructive power. If the peak spiritual master who does not focus on physical cultivation comes here, I am afraid he will face such a situation.

The sword energy can only drink helplessly.

But the Mask roared, his fists came out horizontally, and his blood was boiling. The spiritual energy in the small space gathered wildly and poured into his body.

This is the domineering power of "The Legend of the Conquering the Heavenly Lord".

The manipulation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is simply unreasonable and can almost be said to be plundering.

The mask's body shook, and a powerful force surged out. The sword energy that attacked him was shattered in an instant, and even the entire space trembled.

"Oh? It's worthy of being a sacrificial master." Di Linglong's voice came, looking a little surprised.

She didn't expect that the mask had reached this level and could actually compete with one-tenth of her sword energy, which was quite good.

The mask was full of cold face: "This kind of strength should be enough. I have already reached the fifth level of Tianzhegong. There are few opponents in the Platinum Realm."

"Tsk tsk, my nature has changed a lot, and it is indeed in line with the fearlessness and pride that I am invincible in "The Legend of the Conquering the Heavenly Master".

I still praised the first second, but the next second I became disdain: "But confidence and conceit are just between the front line. You are still too far away from now, and you have only reached the fifth level."

Mask frowned: "Then how much do I need to practice to get out?"

"Let's talk about it until the ninth level." Di Linglong said casually.

After hearing this, the Mask was stunned. No matter how proud or fearless he was, he would not dare to make bold statements that he could enter the ninth level.

The biggest feature of the ninth level is that he practices to become the true body of the Martial Emperor, which means that his master Long Xia is probably only on the ninth level.

Moreover, the true body of Emperor Longxia Martial Emperor was broken and it was possible to fall to the eighth level.

"Master's wife, you're not kidding." Mask swallowed.

"Who is joking with you?" Di Linglong said slowly: "Practice well, I'll take you to the extraterritorial experience later."

"No, I'm going to go out to help the master..."

The Kamen shouted anxiously, but before he finished speaking, he was shocked by a stronger sword energy. The sword energy in the small space suddenly doubled.

This made the Mask miserable and could only work hard to carry the sword energy.

He shouted again but found that no one responded.

The Mask complained in his heart, and he endured the sword energy to refine his body in the sword domain every day. Although the progress was very fast, it was indeed very painful.

Because the strength of the sword energy will also increase, it will be stuck at the limit of your physical strength every time.

"How could this happen?" Face was speechless in the face of this.

Obviously he didn't know what was going on.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in a small space. There was a middle-aged man wearing armor, with a burly figure, mature and steady figure.

"Deputy Commander Shi Kui?" The Mask was stunned and was actually an acquaintance.

Shi Kui grinned: "The general thinks that the effect of body refining alone is getting worse and worse, so he asked me to come in as a sparring training."

"Practice...study!"

"Yes, don't distract yourself." Shi Kui looked solemn, and his body was like a tiger and tyrannosaurus. He rushed over, his power was terrifying.

Shi Kui is a strong man at the peak of Platinum. He is also honing his skills in the army and is often guided by Di Linglong. He is very powerful.

The mask felt tremendous pressure in an instant.

"It's not impossible to fight." The Mask said in pain: "Then can you tell me why you are not attacked by the sword energy?"

Shi Kui was stunned for a moment, looked around the sword energy and laughed and said, "Who is not the general who has the final say in the sword energy attack? I am here to train, not to suffer."

“…”

After laughing, Shi Kui pounced on him again.

The Mask could only carry the sword energy, and then accept the "instructions" of a top spiritual master who is proficient in combat, and grows up in pain.

...

...

In the Dragon-Slaying Army camp.

Di Linglong breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally fooled it.

Of course, she couldn't let the mask practice until the ninth level of "The Legend of the Conqueror". This is unrealistic. It not only takes a long time, but also opportunities, hard work and opportunities are indispensable.

But she can't let the mask come out for the time being.

"If this kid knew that Luo Sen was dead, he might have to be crazy again." Di Linglong was a little worried.

If the mask comes out, I'm afraid it will be another nightmare queen.

Then there will be a big storm.

Di Linglong is not afraid of death, but during this period, she has some feelings for the Mask, and she does not want Long Xia, the only disciple, to die in a bad way.

If he really made a big fuss in the imperial capital, it would probably be a word of death.

Even the old man Xuan Qingyu appeared, the imperial capital would definitely not be in chaos again.

She was not afraid of that old man. Apart from living a little longer, there was nothing to be afraid of, but it was a trouble after all.

Thinking of this, a trace of confusion flashed in Di Linglong's eyes.

If I meet Long Xia again, what will I do?

She didn't know either.

The blood feud of the genocide is still lying between the two and cannot be crossed.

"It's really annoying!" Di Linglong felt annoyed. He held the White Tiger Sword in his hand, strode out of the tent, and said coldly: "Let's go, follow me to suppress the bandits."

The entire Dragon Slaying Army was stunned.

A deputy commander whispered: "General, all the bandits have been wiped out by us."

"Then let's go to the deserted ridge with me. I heard a lot of ferocious beasts there?" Di Linglong was murderous.

"But...it's easy to cause..."

"Hmm?" Di Linglong glanced coldly.

The deputy commander suddenly became excited and shouted at the soldiers: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you prepare for me quickly? Let's go to the deserted ridge!"

"Go to the barren ridge! Go to the barren ridge!" the soldiers shouted in unison.

The sound is like thunder.

Di Linglong nodded with satisfaction.


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