The iceberg beauty was looking at Taolin in a daze. When she heard a voice behind her, she silently turned around to look at Mr. Feng who was walking slowly. Her face was tense and she turned around without any expression.
Feng Jueyu scratched his head, walked closer, and asked directly: "Why didn't you come to see me yesterday?"
Wu Yingxue turned around, looked him up and down and said, "Do you still have energy after yesterday's battle?"
"..." When Feng Jueyu heard this, he immediately realized that Wu Yingxue felt that she needed to rest after a big battle. It seemed that this girl didn't have any discernment.
Feng Jueyu chuckled and said: "It doesn't matter. Since I missed last night, let's do it tonight. I'm going to build a teleportation array with Brother Guangxiao and Wang Hai and Wang He tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll be busy for a while."
"good."
Wu Yingxue's answer was very concise. After that, she stopped talking and looked at Taolin in a daze.
Seeing that the other party had no interest in chatting, Feng Jueyu had no choice but to return angrily, returned to the cave and entered the Tiandaozhu to supervise the training progress of the 10,000 elites.
He couldn't feel the passage of time outside, and he felt that time passed too slowly because of the trivial matters. But once he entered the Golden Sky Tower, Feng Jueyu was stunned.
In less than a few months, the changes in the five thousand elites and the five thousand red-clothed swordsmen were earth-shaking. I vaguely remember that when this group of people came in at first, their nostrils were turned upward. Now, at a glance, they are ten thousand elites.
Now he has been tortured by Nie Renkuang and Xiang Potian until he has become inhuman form.
Looking inside the Liuguang Palace, five thousand red-clothed swordsmen formed a sword formation and were conducting confrontation drills. The swordsmanship of the five thousand red-clothed swordsmen was much better than a few months ago. These people no longer had the initial pride, but instead
All of them showed tired postures and tried their best to wave the long swords in their hands.
The sword moves like a dragon and a snake, majestic.
After practicing a sword formation, all five thousand people were panting from exhaustion. Nie Renkuang stood in front of the gate and looked down, with a smile on his face. After practicing a sword formation, Nie Renkuang said with a smile: "Two
A group of people, the Burning Moon Martial Arts Sword, split the moves, a thousand moves, start."
Feng Jueyu staggered when he heard this. Ganqing's previous sword formation routine was just for warm-up.
Although Nie Ren was laughing wildly as he spoke, and the five thousand sword attendants below were also exhausted, but no one present dared to complain. He endured the sore muscles and took a few breaths to stand up again.
Two people stood opposite each other and started fighting with sword skills.
Although the Burning Moon Martial Arts Sword is not a top-level swordsmanship, it can greatly increase the tacit understanding of the swordsmen in red. This set of swordsmanship has many changes, is comparable to advanced mysterious arts, and is extremely powerful.
Feng Jueyu stood there and watched quietly, counting carefully. Two people worked in pairs to perform a thousand moves. Until the end, not many people could complete it. However, if the moves were not enough, Nie Ren went crazy.
Without any hesitation, the red-clothed swordsmen could only grit their teeth and persevere until they finished practicing their swordsmanship, and no one among the five thousand people could stand up anymore.
At this time, Xiang Potian, who was waiting next to him, clapped his big hands impatiently, and shouted at the top of his voice to the five thousand elites gathered in the corner of Liuguang Hall: "Young men, don't embarrass me, get up.
Let them experience the unique skills of Wei Sect."
"roar!"
Both men and women in the square let out a roar that shook the sky at the same time. Five thousand people gathered together, and their whole bodies erupted with dazzling light.
Five thousand elites began to practice boxing, palms, feet, and various techniques. They also used different moves. The number of training given by Xiang Potian was 1,500 moves.
If the swordsman in red relies on his exquisite swordsmanship and the coordination of the sword formation to be invincible, then the martial arts skills of fists, palms, and feet inherited from the Wei Sect are similar to physical skills, mysterious magic, and supernatural powers. These people focus on the cultivation of inner breath, Qi
The machines are long and endless, and five thousand elites are rolling up and down like stacks of arhats. About a dozen people can form a small combined attack formation, and then integrate them to expand the scale of the formation.
Although there were several routines going back and forth, Feng Jueyu could see that the defensive power of this combined attack formation was extremely amazing. It started with two people in groups, and then gradually evolved into one against many, and then more than a dozen
In the end, the confrontation between a group of people turned out to be a large-scale killing of 2,500 people against 2,500 people.
The training standards of Xiang Potian and Nie Renkuang are completely different. The latter accurately teaches various martial arts and techniques to these red-clothed swordsmen, allowing their swordsmanship to reach the level of mastery in a subtle way. With the help of his mastery of swordsmanship,
The understanding made the sword formation taught by Madam Hongxing more perfect, and she followed a careful path.
Xiang Potian, on the other hand, went in the opposite direction. Apart from the unknown combination attack formation, Xiang Potian's intention was very obvious. There was only one, and that was to fight between life and death. The method he taught was not big.
, but the results are immediate. Once a fight breaks out, it will never give up until one of the parties is unable to fight again. The last elite who is weak will retreat from the battle, and those who still have strength cannot rest and must kill the others until
In the end, only one person can fight again, and then it ends.
"Let's all practice. The last one standing, I will teach you the magical power, Tai Sui Shuo Sun Body, one of the top three magical powers of Wei Sect."
roar!
As a martial artist, who doesn't want to get the top martial arts skills? With these words, five thousand elites rushed towards their comrades like chicken blood. Their eyes were bloodshot, as if they had seen their enemies.
Yes, some of the disciples who were too tired to get up gritted their teeth and mobilized their divine power to rush forward again.
Feng Jueyu stood in Liuguang Palace for several hours, his eyes turned red. Since Xiao Yuehe left, Nie Renkuang and Xiang Potian really went to death to train these ten thousand elites.
, this is too cruel, it will even kill people without paying for it.
After thinking about it, Feng Jueyu turned around and left.
He knew that he couldn't get involved in training these elites. After all, he was just a lone ranger before. If a God-given opportunity allowed him to obtain the Hongyuan Tiandaozhu, it was only his blessing. For the success of the uprising,
Feng Jueyu is not very good at this kind of thing.
On the contrary, Nie Renkuang and Xiang Potian are different. One of them is a well-known swordsman in the world, and the other is the successor trained by Wei Zong. Although they did not take the throne of Wei Zong's leader, they are still with their mentor.
Having been in charge of Weizong for many years, I have a lot of experience.
When Feng Jueyu turned around and left, she saw Wan Xiaohong facing Feng Yixuejian in a corner. It was not easy for Wan Xiaohong to get the meat house, and her cultivation level was very low, so she had been working hard. At this moment, she was no longer nine.
The Yu Luo Que is made of human flesh and bones, so it is very difficult to cultivate. Fortunately, Nie Renkuang, a strong man, teaches martial arts and exercises, and Feng Yixue accompanies him to practice, so his cultivation level also improves by leaps and bounds.
What happened in the Tiandaozhu made Feng Jueyu feel relieved. He had no reason to stay here anymore, so he turned around and left. After coming out of the Golden Sky Tower, Xiao Xianshui was sitting cross-legged in the fairy pool meditating. There were three bald heads.
Now that he knew what he was going to do, the Tiandao Pearl seemed a little quiet. Feng Jueyu glanced towards the blood waterfall. The red blood demon vine was full of vitality. This demon had no intelligence and could not be opened, but it could use the source blood.
Under this, the cultivation level surged.
Feng Jueyu, who was about to go out, had just stepped into the realm gate when he suddenly heard a dragon roar.
"roar!"
In an instant, Xiao Xianshui opened his eyes, and the three Yun brothers emerged from the pile of treasures. They each raised their eyes to look at the huge black mountain range at the edge of the Tiandaozhu wilderness.
The sun and the moon are in the same sky, with thousands of rays of light, and a seven-horned black dragon without one eye rolls up from behind the mountains and rises into the sky.
"Xiaoqi!"
Ever since he swallowed Mr. Long in Qiye last time, he has been dormant in the mountains.
For the two monsters around him, Feng Jueyu couldn't help at all in terms of cultivation, especially Qiye's growth. Feng Jueyu couldn't find an entry point even if he wanted to worry about it.
However, ever since he had a conversation with Mr. Long and learned the details of the Hundred-Changing Netherworld Dragon, Feng Jueyu desperately hoped that Qiye could break through the Heavenly Way as soon as possible. If this mutant dragon could break through the Heavenly Way, his physical defense would definitely become extremely...
of metamorphosis.
"Qiye broke through?"
Feng Jueyu thought suddenly and appeared on top of the black mountain range.
Qiye twists his dragon body and flies up in circles. The huge black dragon tail whips with all its strength in mid-air. The sound of crackling is endless. Its body's head is facing the sun and its tail is facing the bright moon. Its seven dragon horns turn into long and soft hair and dance crazily above its head.
, the shining black dragon scales shone under the golden light of the bright moon. Seeing Feng Jueyu flying in, Qiye seemed to become even more excited, opened his bloody mouth and let out a shocking roar towards the sky, two rows of white and cold.
Ran's fangs are shocking.
After a roar, Qiye circled and flew over. The huge dragon body wrapped around Feng Jueyu three times and protected it firmly. Above the left shoulder, the dragon's head was lowered, and its breath was on the side of Feng Jueyu's face, making love.
He rubbed it against his cheek.
Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, and then somehow, he seemed to understand Qiye's will. He spread his left hand upwards, raised the two index fingers of his right hand together, and swiped with the flow, and a puff of blood spurted out. Then Qiye seemed to be affected.
Extremely stimulated, with a twitch of his nose, the blood and blood essence in Feng Jueyu's palm was actually taken away. Suddenly a red light flashed, and a crimson light flashed all over his body.
Immediately afterwards, Qiye's body pressed against Feng Jueyu's body and changed rapidly. The dragon's claws turned into shoulder pads, the dragon's body turned into black armor, and the lower half of the dragon's body and tail turned into a huge piece of armor.
The black cloak has a dragon head that winds downwards, gradually evolves along the arm, and reaches the back of the hand, turning into a dragon head-shaped gauntlet, making the image of Feng Da Killer wearing a green robe become majestic.
The incarnation of Seven Nights, Netherworld Dragon Armor.
The ever-changing Nether Dragon is good at change. It is connected with its main mind and soul, and its soul is indistinguishable. At this moment, Feng Jueyu felt that Qiye's temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes, and this set of Nether Dragon Armor was its latest form.