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Chapter 169: Wrath of the King

Zhang Yun received it in his hand, and a stream of true power was input into it. A yellow silk thread on the measuring ruler quickly climbed upwards. In an instant, it surpassed the position reached by Zhang Sanfeng's golden thread, and soon surpassed the position reached by Feng Xiaolan's true essence thread.

, then slowly fell downwards, and finally stopped at a position lower than the two of them. The words on the sky ruler clearly read: Unknown true power attribute, second level of teacher realm.

Feng Xiaolan and Zhang Sanfeng stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes filled with confusion.

Zhang Yun was also confused, and then another soul power shot out from the center of his eyebrows and shot into the ruler. This time, the measuring ruler did not hesitate. After climbing quickly, it stopped directly at a position: animal soul, fifth level of the master realm.

Feng Xiaolan's expression changed drastically, as if she had seen something horrifying and inexplicable.

Zhang Yun seemed to have remembered something, and then he summoned a trace of metallic spiritual power from his Dantian and injected it into the ruler: "Metallic spiritual root, ninth level of scholar realm."

The three of them immediately fell into silence. After a while, Zhang Sanfeng took the initiative to speak: "Xiao...Lan, is your ruler broken? Why is it that only your cultivation realm matches the soul realm? My soul

The realm is relatively low, but Xiaoyun’s is three levels higher?"

Feng Xiaolan frowned and pondered for a moment before saying: "As for the cause of the phenomenon that occurred when Xiaoyun tested the true essence just now, I can't explain clearly. But the Heavenly Ruler is a treasure that has been passed down by our family for hundreds of millions of years.

There won't be any errors. Even the imitations we sell to forces outside the city rarely make mistakes. As for your soul power being lower than your cultivation level, it's normal. Most people's soul realm will be lower than their cultivation level. As for me,

People in this tribe are born with strong souls, and they pay more attention to the growth of soul and cultivation together;"

"Generally, the soul realm is one level higher than one's own cultivation level. It is extremely difficult. People in our clan will be selected to specialize in practicing soul skills and become soul cultivators. If the soul is two levels higher, it will be regarded as practicing soul skills.

An unparalleled genius, as for someone like Xiaoyun who has surpassed Level 3, it is simply unheard of!"

"Xiaoyun's last test should be his magical cultivation. Although he cannot cast spells in this realm, nor can he improve his cultivation by absorbing the spiritual power between heaven and earth, the Heavenly Measurement Ruler is quite accurate in testing the realm of magical cultivation. You

You can draw the conclusion you want based on comparing the situation you measured with the realm level of your own world."

When Feng Xiaolan said this, he was silent for a moment before continuing: "Xiaoyun, based on your test results, I suggest that you still take the soul cultivation route, which should go further than your martial arts or law cultivation!"

Zhang Yun quickly nodded in agreement, but his heart was extremely surging: "My current magic power is at the peak of liquid condensation. If I go further, it will be the elixir transformation stage. If my guess is correct, the elixir transformation stage will be equivalent to the master level."

Level one; while Zhang Sanfeng’s original mana realm was at the peak of Yuanling, according to him, his martial arts cultivation was slightly inferior, which means that his cultivation at the peak of Yuanling was equivalent to the ninth level of the master realm; and based on his ascension from the earth

The upper realm, which is the lower interface called the Venerable Realm, also needs to reach the peak level of Yuanling."

"From the above two points, it can be determined that the nine levels of the Master Realm include the three realms of the Alchemy Stage, the Alchemy Transformation Stage and the Yuanling Stage. It can also be understood that the first to third levels of the Teacher Realm are the Alchemy Stage.

Levels four to six are the alchemy transformation stage, and levels seven to nine are the Yuanling stage. As for how the scholar realm corresponds to the cultivation level in my own world, I don’t even bother to think about it!”

"The reason why the Heaven Measuring Ruler cannot measure the attributes of my real power and why it fluctuates high and low may be due to the function of the Five Elements Hidden Spirit Technique! And the fact that my martial arts cultivation level is higher than that of Dharma cultivation should also be due to practicing the Five Hidden Word Techniques.

As a result, the total amount of real power stored in my body due to the Five Hidden Words Jue is several times higher than that of a martial artist of the same level. This is also the reason why I have always admired martial arts and worked tirelessly."

"After countless times of soul refining, the power of my soul is already very powerful, no less powerful than a monk in the late stage of alchemy. After a series of soul refining in the process of rubbing law runes in the space temple, another incident happened.

The leaps and bounds of growth, and the fact that the power of the soul is so powerful that it is close to Zhang Sanfeng’s realm, is not beyond my expectation!”

Then the three of them started to go on their way again. Zhang Sanfeng still became a groom, but instead of driving horses, he surrendered himself to be a coward. Maybe he was not willing, but this time he did not refuse.

However, Feng Xiaolan served as a free tour guide for the two of them. However, besides not knowing the road, this tour guide also knew a lot about the local customs, strange things, power divisions, etc., which made them very knowledgeable.

The two of them benefited a lot along the way.

Occasionally, Zhang Yun would consciously run ahead to explore the way, leaving Zhang Sanfeng a chance to be both painful and happy.

A few days later, the wound on Feng Xiaolan's leg had completely healed. Even if she wanted to rely on Zhang Sanfeng's back again, there was no reason.

The three of them noticed that the mud on the ground was getting drier and drier, and the thick fog in the sky had become much thinner. Knowing that they were about to reach the edge of the misty swamp, they couldn't help but feel energetic and increased their speed.



On the messy swamp where Zhang Yun and the other three were fighting against the Dark Phantom Branch, there was standing a sturdy young man about ten feet tall, wearing a gray robe. The exposed skin on the young man's face was dark and shiny, and his facial features were upside down.

She is also upright, except for the thick short braid on one end, which is constantly swaying and squirming, as if there are smooth loaches on her head, which makes people's hair stand on end after just one glance!

At this time, next to him, there was a giant vulture with sparse hair and eyes like lamps. The vulture was trembling all over, but it was babbling. I don't know what it was saying.

After a while, the sturdy young man in gray clothes seemed to be very angry, the muscles on his face were trembling a little, and the four short strands of hair near his mouth, like four tentacles, were trembling slightly.

The young man stretched out his right hand, and the giant vulture suddenly rose into the air and flew towards where the young man was standing. The vulture's eyes were full of fear, but it did not dare to resist.

The young man placed his right hand on the top of the vulture's head. After a moment, he raised his hand and effortlessly threw the vulture's body into the air, saying: "You have made a great contribution, go ahead!"

The vulture flew toward the distance with a long and shrill cry.

The young man suddenly let out an angry roar, and then howled miserably: "Humans, hateful human beings! I, the Loach clan, have been immersed in the world for tens of thousands of years. Have you all forgotten the name of Ni Meng, the king of the swamp? Now I am just

I have been sleeping for thousands of years, but you dare to kill my seventh son Xiaozi, completely ignoring the ancient covenant, okay! okay! The blood debt must be paid with blood, the earth will turn into a swamp because of my footsteps, and the city will be reduced to ruins because of my anger.

!”

With his long roar, the surrounding swamp suddenly boiled violently, just like a huge wave suddenly set off on the calm sea. As soon as his roar ended, a powerful momentum spread to the surroundings, and several

The entire misty swamp tens of thousands of miles square can be covered in just one breath.



Zhang Yun's consciousness suddenly felt the destructive will coming from behind. He quickly flew over and threw Zhang Sanfeng and Feng Xiaolan beside him into the swamp, leaving his back exposed in the air.

, and then a layer of yellow light rose up, covering the three of them like an umbrella.

That powerful will quickly passed over the ground on the three of them and spread forward quickly.



At the edge of the misty swamp, a few miles away from the three of them, a female warrior wearing tight-fitting black clothes, a black gauze face, and exposed beautiful eyes that were cold and piercing, was running towards the misty swamp, marching.

The direction was coincidentally exactly where the three of them were.

"No, the king's wrath!" The masked female warrior in black, who was running fast, suddenly exclaimed, turned around and ran away at a speed many times faster than when she came, with her cold eyes full of horror.

color.

But she only ran a hundred miles away when that will hit her back. Her body was like a fallen leaf, flying forward and falling out. She couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, staining a large area red.

In the blood mist, the body fell into the mud and passed out.



At the same time that force of will injured the masked female warrior in black, Ni Meng, the strange-looking strong young man in gray who was in the swamp, suddenly opened his closed eyes and murmured in a low voice: "Human warrior!...

…”

At this moment, in the turbulent swamp ocean hundreds of meters away around him, six vortexes of mud that reached the sky and the earth suddenly appeared. At the same time, they quickly approached in the direction of the mud. In just a few breaths, they appeared in front of him.

In front of his eyes, the whirlpool quickly descended, revealing six teenagers standing quietly on top.

The six teenagers have the same faces as Ni Meng, but they are slightly childish. The colors of their skin and clothes are different. They are red, orange, yellow, green, blue and blue. Those with red skin wear red robes, and those with orange skin have different colors.

The skin color and the orange robe... Although the faces are generally the same, they are very easy to distinguish based on the color.

The six people fell to the ground and knelt down, saying in unison: "See you, Father!"

"Ni Red, Ni Cheng, Ni Huang, Ni Green, Ni Qing, Ni Lan, can you and the other six find the murderer of seventh brother Xiao Zi?" Ni Meng named them one by one and said with an angry look on his face.

"Father, my son is incompetent, please calm down!" Ni Chi, who was all red, took the lead in pleading.

"Hmph! What a bunch of trash!" Ni Meng snorted coldly.

"Father, please atone for your sins!" The six people hurriedly lowered their heads to apologize, their voices trembling a little.

Ni Meng shook his head and sighed, then said loudly: "Order Ni Chi to station in the misty swamp; Ni Cheng, Ni Huang, and Ni Green. I order you three to lead a hundred thousand swamp army as the vanguard, aiming to the southwest, and destroy all the humans in front of you.

Destroy until Xiao Zi’s soul elixir is retrieved. I will personally lead Ni Qing, who will follow, so go!”

After Ni Meng finished speaking, he stretched out his palm and pointed in a direction, which was exactly the direction in which Zhang Yun and others escaped.


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