[The first thousand two hundred and forty-nine chapters The beast god is angry, the stars are destro
"Be careful, don't break it... This thing is already very broken. If it's broken again, it's really hard to look at..."
The Divine Turtle of Destiny came out again, nagging in Feng Ziyue's ear, the fragments of the Beast God's anger are infinitely powerful, and they contain the power of the laws mastered by the Beast God. Feng Ziyue slowly tested the Taixuan Purple Qi, thinking
To find out the changes in this fragment of anger...
Feng Ziyue nodded and said thoughtfully: "When Lie Queke got this fragment of anger and could sense its intention, I should also be able to sense it. Why did this fragment of anger seem to be lifeless when it came into my hands...
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"Stupid!"
The Divine Turtle of Destiny glared at him angrily, "What's his telepathy called? It's just that his brain was damaged by the huge spiritual power in the anger fragments. Your cultivation is higher than him, and you have the Beast God."
With blood as the basis and relying on your martial arts to suppress it, there will naturally be no such messy reactions."
"Now you slowly release your hold on the fragments of anger and explore the spiritual power within them."
Liequeke is not a monster at all, and he has no way to rely on the anger of the beast god. Although he is affected by the huge power of the anger fragments and imitates a little bit of the beast god's anger, he can't even talk about understanding and mastering it. When using it, he can only
It will hurt yourself, and over time, your spirit will be eroded by the fragments of anger, and you will go completely crazy.
Feng Ziyue's situation is different. Firstly, he has the blood of the beast god, and the anger fragments have support, so he is not so violent; secondly, because of the joint suppression of Taixuan Sensing Chapter and Asking Heart Sword Code, this anger fragment seems to know
These two are not easy to mess with, so they just shrink back obediently, and the huge spiritual power contained in them will naturally not be released.
"I see!"
According to what the Divine Turtle of Destiny said, Feng Ziyue slowly let go of the suppression of the anger fragments, immersed himself in it, and understood this ancient and extremely powerful invitation!
boom!
A white light flashed in his mind, accompanied by a huge roaring sound, allowing him to see a scene that looked like the creation or destruction of the universe.
——In fact, there are many similarities between the birth and destruction of the same thing. If you don’t observe carefully, sometimes you really can’t tell them apart.
"This...is the wrath of the beast god..."
The voice of the Divine Turtle of Destiny sounded softly in his ears, filled with awe and fear.
Feng Ziyue's whole body shivered, and then he realized what he saw.
When the common man was angry, blood spattered five steps;
When the emperor is angry, he bleeds and drifts;
The beast god was angry, but the stars were destroyed!
The vast and boundless galaxy universe, under the compression of an indescribable huge force, is constantly concentrated in one direction - concentrated, concentrated again, and brilliant sparks of destruction erupt in the center of the universe.
For the strong, this may be just a fireworks display.
But for the creatures in this universe, it is an irresistible doomsday!
The wrath of the beast god is so powerful!
Feng Ziyue could not see the figure of the beast god, nor could he see his majestic appearance when he made his move. All he could see was the move of destruction and chaos.
The stars are flying, just like the falling rain. Against the dark background, the chaos has a majestic and majestic beauty.
After a long time, I don’t know how long it took, these bright fires finally went out, and the entire universe turned into a dark ruin!
No longer exists!
one move!
Just one move!
"This is really a terrible move..."
Feng Ziyue took a deep breath. Maybe one day, his ninth form of the Sword God Technique, which is the nameless sword technique, the reincarnation of life and death, can reach such a level, but now he is still far behind.
Moreover, he has not fully understood the power of rules contained in this ninth form, which is clearly different from the chaos and wildness of this beast god.
Even so, he was still able to draw a lot of nutrients from this move and lay the foundation for his future sword moves.
Of course, what made his strength even more immediate was his ability to imitate the Wrath of the Beast God move and create a similar sword technique!
——It is impossible for him to learn the Wrath of the Beast God move, not only because his strength has not reached this level, but more importantly, because it is not consistent with his swordsmanship.
If a human is forced to use alien moves like Wrath of the Beast God, even with the blood of the Beast God as a support, it will only gradually erode his body and will inevitably cause adverse consequences.
However, by understanding its intentions and integrating into the way of swordsmanship, you can completely avoid such sequelae!
Feng Ziyue slowly stood up and slowly waved the long sword in his hand.
He already had a rough idea in his mind. As long as he spent a little more time and felt the deep anger, he would be able to create this terrifying sword!
"Master Feng!"
At this moment, a somewhat vague voice suddenly came from outside the door. Feng Ziyue was startled, and then he remembered that it was Feng San, the boy who was serving him.
"Feng San, today is New Year's Eve, why didn't you go out to party and come to my place?"
He smiled and opened the door. If there is a friend in Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, it is this young man Feng San. Although this young man cannot learn martial arts and is timid, he is sincere to him and has always been thinking about him.
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Feng San probably drank a few glasses of wine and was a little tipsy. The young man's face was red. He walked in the door and giggled at Feng Ziyue, "I guess Young Master Feng must have come back to practice. Young Master, you have such strong martial arts."
, it’s definitely not a fluke! I...I’m so impressed!”
Today, Feng Ziyue swept through ten arenas, defeated many masters in a row, and became the well-deserved number one. Feng San was also honored.
He was originally an incompetent boy. In the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, it could be said that no one looked down on him and anyone could bully him. Only Feng Ziyue had always been very gentle to him, and today, because of Feng Ziyue's outstanding performance,
His performance made others look down upon him.
Several elders came to him to question him and rewarded him with many good things.
Feng San had never been treated like this before, and he is still feeling dizzy even now.
He was grateful to Feng Ziyue in his heart. After he escaped, he searched everywhere, wanting to offer Feng Ziyue a few drinks, but he was nowhere to be seen. After thinking about it, he guessed that Feng Ziyue should have returned to the monastery to practice. At that moment, he
Not caring about playing by himself, he rushed over with wine and food. Sure enough, seeing him here, he was even more impressed!
You must know that Feng Ziyue is now the most popular person in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace, and has just won the first place in the year-end battle. I don't know how many people are looking for him, but he is calm and comes back to practice, focusing only on martial arts.
Thinking back to the time when Feng Ziyue showed little performance, the people in Xuanyuan Ancient Palace were very scornful of him. He didn't take it seriously. He only stayed in the monastery all day long. Feng San thought it was cowardly before, but now it seems
, I really deserve the four words of being flattered and humiliated without being surprised!
"Which of the geniuses in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace can compare to you, Mr. Feng! It's a shame that I, Feng San, am a waste. If I can practice martial arts, I must follow Mr. Feng's example..."
Feng San rarely talked much, and his admiration for Feng Ziyue was as endless as a torrential river.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and interrupted him.
"You just said that you are a waste and can't practice martial arts?"
Feng San was stunned. Hearing Feng Ziyue's words, he lowered his head dejectedly, "...Yes, I have been undergoing various tests since I was a child. I have no talent at all, and now I am so old. I can't learn any martial arts."
...It seems that I can only be an ordinary person for the rest of my life..."
The young men in the Xuanyuan Ancient Palace all had the heart of a warrior, but unfortunately, things went against their wishes. Feng San could only remain depressed.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Feng Ziyue smiled heartily and pointed to his nose, "Feng San, do you know what people called me when I was your age?"
Feng Sanyi was startled. He is fourteen years old this year. With Feng Ziyue's martial arts skills, he should have already made a name for himself when he was fourteen.
"Genius? Prodigy? Or something..."
Feng San groaned, unable to think of any appropriate term.
"Hahahahaha!"
Feng Ziyue laughed loudly again, "At that time, people called me a waste just like they called you... My uncles and brothers all thought that I would never be able to practice martial arts well in my life and could only be a drag on the waste!
"
Before his rebirth, his childhood was not satisfactory.
His natural aptitude for swordsmanship was not discovered by anyone. Because his talent was too weak, he was unable to practice Feng family martial arts. Also, because his father was absent, he was orphaned and widowed, so he was often bullied.
Closing my eyes, all of this is still fresh in my memory. Although the shame and pain of the previous life have been completely washed away in this life, the feeling of humiliation in my youth is still very clear.
"...If I had given up, I wouldn't be where I am today."
In his last life and this one, Feng Ziyue never gave up. He endured all kinds of pain and passed the first level of practicing martial arts. From then on, he has been unstoppable until today!
"How...how is it possible?"
Feng San was stunned.
He never imagined that such a powerful Feng Ziyue would also be regarded as a waste when he was a child.
If he can achieve what he is today, what about himself?
Feng San felt a surge of blood burning in his chest. He clenched his fists tightly, and there was a gleam of hope in his eyes.
"Yes! I should try again. The test has been passed for several years. Maybe after these years of training, my physique can become a warrior? How could I give up so easily?"
He smashed the wine glass in his hand, but jumped up with hope.
"Thank you Mr. Feng for the reminder! I shouldn't give up! I should always have hope! I'm going to practice the boxing a few more times now, and wait until early tomorrow morning to test again to see if I have the qualifications to be a warrior!"
His dream was awakened, and he couldn't care less about the carnival. He said goodbye to Feng Ziyue and ran out all the way!
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly. He didn't know if this young man had the qualifications to learn martial arts. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't, but no matter what, he could never give up hope at any time.
He quietly watched Feng San's back disappear into the night, raised his sword again, and closed his eyes.
Continue to comprehend the Wrath of the Beast God!
——Maybe it's because he is too involved, or maybe he is not familiar with the environment of Xuanyuan Ancient Palace. A bloody smell gradually fills the outside of the ancient palace.
——He didn’t even notice it!
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