"Chu Feng, what's going on with you? In less than a thousand years, your cultivation has gone from level five immortality to level eight immortality!" the one-eyed lion king said in disbelief.
Eight hundred years is too short a time. In such a short period of time, it is unbelievable for a low-level saint to advance from level five to level eight, let alone an immortal-level expert!
"It seems that it didn't disturb your erotic dream." Chu Feng smiled and sensed it, "It seems that your eighth-level immortal cultivation has been able to support you to fight with the strength of a saint for more than ten hours!
"
"The cultivation level of the eighth-level immortal is not low. It can indeed reach that level. In ten hours, it will only be more, not less!" the one-eyed lion king said, "Chu Feng, can you tell me how you improved? This
It shouldn't be." "It's Lao Kong." Chu Feng said. As he spoke, he immediately put the one-eyed lion king into the lion king mask!
"Ten hours is not a short time. But, where is the right lion king pupil? It would be great if we could find the right lion king pupil." Chu Feng thought to himself.
The current level 8 immortal cultivation level is still not enough to support the Lion King Mask to exert its dominance level strength, but if it reaches level 1 immortality by then, it may be able to support it for one second!
One second is extremely short, but with the strength of the Dominator, there is definitely no big problem in destroying a powerful Saint-level person in that second!
"Xian'er, how is the situation outside?" Chu Feng looked at Miao Xian'er and asked.
"good!"
Miao Xian'er said, "In the entire God Realm, many people are panicking and have left the God Realm to hide in remote places, but there are still many people who are ready to resist!"
"In Shenchu City, the ten million selected people on our side have all reached the quasi-holy level, and one million of them have the strength of the tenth-level quasi-holy level!"
"Compared with the temple, it is still weak! I hope there is no problem with the research on angels and we can wake up those angels by then." Chu Feng said.
Miao Xian'er said: "Chu Feng, our research was effective on the angels in the past, but it may not be effective on the angels we studied later!"
"Angels have masters when they are created. The music we have studied can let them know that the person who controls them is no longer their master but the murderer who parasitizes their master. In this way, those angels will rebel. And new ones will come out.
Angels, their masters are the people who are being parasitized now!" Miao Xian'er said.
"I know." Chu Feng nodded slightly, "Xian'er, can those angels in the past guarantee 100% effectiveness?"
"This cannot be guaranteed. It is extremely difficult to transform those angels and modify the core settings of those angels, but it is not impossible to re-modify the settings. However, the possibility of this is relatively small. Changing one is better than making a new one.
, this consumption will not increase much." Miao Xian'er said.
"By the way, Chu Feng, that music is not something that ordinary people can learn. It requires a relatively high level of music. The higher the music, the easier it is for the controlled angel to wake up!" Miao Xian'er said.
Chu Feng nodded: "This problem is not big. There are so many people in the entire God Realm, and there are always many people with very high musical talents! If it needs to be spread out, it will be spread out when the time comes. If the people in the Abyss let
If everyone's strong men gather together to attack, then it doesn't take many people to know the music!"
"Xian'er, let me learn the music first and see if I can learn it. If I can't learn it, it will probably be difficult to spread it," Chu Feng said.
Musical talent, Chu Feng didn't have much musical talent before, but he can exchange it for skills, and he has exchanged a lot of skills in this area, so his musical talent is naturally not bad.
"good!"
As Miao Xian'er spoke, beautiful music suddenly sounded, which seemed to be the sound of a flute. The sound of the flute was melodious and very pleasant. Chu Feng closed his eyes and enjoyed it. Listening to the sound of the flute made him feel like he was traveling between heaven and earth.
Five minutes later, the song ended. Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes, "It's a good piece of music. It seems to have a strange power that shakes the soul." Chu Feng said with a chuckle.
"Are you familiar with it? Do you want me to play it again?" Miao Xian'er said. Chu Feng's thoughts moved and a purple bamboo flute appeared in his hand: "I should be able to understand it."
Soon, the melodious music sounded again, which was not much different from the previous music. At the end of the song, Miao Xianer smiled sweetly and said: "Chu Feng, I didn't expect you to have some artistic talent!
There is still a little problem with the music, but it is just because you are not yet proficient. Once you are familiar with it a few times, I believe you will have no problem!"
"Hmm...Xian'er, let Bing Ning and the others learn this music. I'll go outside. There should be many quasi-saint-level experts in Shenchu City who have musical talent!" Chu Feng said with a chuckle.
. "Okay."
Soon, Chu Feng appeared in the area where tens of millions of quasi-saint-level powerhouses gathered outside. There was now a huge arena on this side. Above the arena, Zhou Wen was at the same time with two quasi-saint-level powerhouses from Shenchu City.
During the fight, in the surrounding stands, tens of thousands of quasi-saint-level powerhouses stared intently at the ring.
There are tens of millions of quasi-saint-level powerhouses, which is a powerful force, but many of these quasi-saint-level powerhouses have a problem, that is, their actual combat experience is relatively weak.
Other quasi-holy level powerhouses have practiced for countless years to reach the quasi-holy level, experienced countless battles, and have rich combat experience. However, some of these quasi-holy level powerhouses in Shenchu City were only king-level or even generals before.
Their god-level strength has improved in a short period of time, but their combat ability is somewhat lacking.
Under such circumstances, Zhou Wen volunteered to be their instructor. Under his words and teachings, the combat effectiveness of these quasi-saint-level experts has indeed improved greatly over the years!
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Zhou Wen was fighting two eighth-level quasi-saint level experts. He also used the eighth-level quasi-saint level cultivation. Without using his bricks, the two eighth-level quasi-saint level warriors he fought against
The saint-level powerhouse was defeated by him in just six or seven minutes - after experiencing Chu Feng's special training, Zhou Wen's combat power was not low!
"Let me evaluate, your combat prowess is still unqualified. With your combat prowess, if you meet a strong man from the temple, you will only die!" Zhou Wen said in a deep voice. His words were a bit exaggerated. This
There is no problem that the combat power of two eighth-level quasi-saint level experts reaches the average level, but this does not satisfy Zhou Wen!
"The blood horns are for you to use, but the increase in your combat power is still not satisfactory to Fatty. Bastards, let me tell you something. Fatty's fists and kicks will become heavier and heavier, and he will still use weapons by then. If
If you can't let your combat power increase quickly, then don't blame the fat man for pinching your yolks out!" Zhou Wen threatened.
Chu Feng smiled slightly and instantly arrived on the stage, "Fat man, their combat power has improved a lot. Your contribution is not small!" Chu Feng said with a chuckle.
"Boss." Zhou Wen's eyes lit up. He hadn't seen Chu Feng for hundreds of years. "Hey, boss, I feel you have changed a little bit."
"We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years. Isn't it normal to see a little change?" Chu Feng said with a smile, "Don't you also have some changes? In the past few hundred years, your state of mind seems to have improved a little!"
"Hey, a little bit!" Zhou Wen said, "Boss, do you want to show your skills to these bastards? Some of them are a little complacent!"
"Complacency? Such a level is not even half a bucket of water. If you are complacent, are you seeking death in the future?" Chu Feng said with a faint smile, "Those who think that their combat power is relatively high will come to the stage as eighth-level quasi-sage cultivators.
That’s good. Those who have cultivated to the eighth level of quasi-sage don’t need to be suppressed. Those who have cultivated to the eighth level of quasi-sage or above should be suppressed to the eighth level!”
"Come on, ten!"
"Ten?"
Most of the tens of millions of quasi-saint-level powerhouses present were slightly stunned. The same cultivation level, ten versus one?! It’s not like Zhou Wen has never played one versus many with them, but without using the special ability of Brick.
Next, Zhou Wen has only played with them one against seven or eight, seven or eight, Zhou Wen can barely win, any more Zhou Wen will lose!
"You little bastards, don't some of you think your fighting power is pretty good? Come on! Don't worry about hurting the boss. If you defeat the boss, I'll treat you to a drink!" Zhou Wen said loudly.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Those people are in awe of Chu Feng in their hearts, but that doesn't mean they think ten people can't beat Chu Feng alone. After all, everyone is suppressed to the same level of cultivation!
Soon, dozens of people appeared on the stage, "Wang Guang, Liu Feng, Huang Qi..." Zhou Wen called out each name loudly, "Ten of you will go up first, and the rest of you, follow me to the side.
Take a look!"
"Yes, instructor!"
Dozens of people responded, and in a short period of time, only Chu Feng and those ten people were left in the center of the arena!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Without any warning, Chu Feng took action. As soon as he took action, he immediately used a fierce killing move. Although he did not actually kill those people, in just a short moment, the ten eighth-level quasi-saint level powerful people were killed.
Half of them fell to the ground. Judging from their appearance, if they were not treated, their injuries would not recover for a long time. Now, it would be impossible to continue fighting!
Five of them were solved in an instant, and the other five reacted. But what's the use of reacting at this time? With the strength of the five of them, they couldn't stop Chu Feng at all. Three seconds, just three seconds.
In a moment, the remaining five eighth-level quasi-saint level experts also fell to the ground!
"Ah——" Everyone, including Zhou Wen, stared at the arena in shock. In three seconds, just three seconds, those ten eighth-level quasi-saint level experts were defeated.
"City Lord, you have a sneak attack!" On the ground of the arena, one of them said a little dissatisfiedly, with blood pouring out of his mouth as he spoke. "Sneak attack? When you fight against the strong men from the temple, do you want to shout?
One, two, three, and then we start fighting?!" Chu Feng said coldly, "You are so complacent at your level?! I think it would be better for you to commit suicide!"
(Brothers, if you have any flowers, please submit them, thank you!!)