"Look at him, his arm was broken, and his breath is so weak. It seems that his life has also been destroyed!"
"Who did it?
Ling Fei is a strong member of the Fu Mang Gang, there are not many people in the Martial Tower who can destroy him, right?"
Many warriors gathered on the ninth and eighth floors stared at Ling Fei who was limping down, whispering secretly.
They could see at a glance that Ling Fei's dantian was shriveled and his life sea was depleted, which was a sign that his life sea had been destroyed, which made them wonder.
But by some strange coincidence, everyone thought of the young man who broke into the tenth floor alone.
Is it possible that it was the young man who beat Ling Fei like this?
When Ling Fei limped away, the originally silent warriors all became excited.
"Let's go up to the tenth floor and take a look!"
Some warriors could not restrain their curiosity and quickly walked up to the tenth floor.
When they entered the tenth floor, they were completely shocked.
The tenth floor was devastated, with traces of battle everywhere.
"Isn't that Leng Qiang, the worshiper of the Fu Mang Gang?
He is a powerful man at the fourth level of Life Sea, is he dead?"
Soon, everyone noticed the middle-aged man lying not far away with his head separated.
They recognized this person's identity at a glance. He was one of the four powerful men worshiped by the Fu Mang Gang, and he was extremely powerful.
"Those are Liu Long and Chen Xin. These two are also strong men at the fourth level of Life Sea. Are they also dead?"
Everyone looked around and immediately noticed the other two corpses, which were also enshrined by two powerful men at the fourth level of the Sea of Life.
When everyone's eyes fell on the last corpse, they all gasped.
This corpse was tall and tall, lying on its back on the ground, its eyes wide open, and it was dead.
"The strongest member of the Fu Mang Gang worships Emperor Meng. He is a peak powerhouse at the fourth level of the Life Sea. He is also dead?"
Looking at Huang Meng's body, many people looked dazed and still felt unbelievable.
Ever since Emperor Meng took control of the tenth floor of the Martial Pagoda, no one dared to cause trouble on the tenth floor anymore, because most of the warriors who made trouble were either killed by Emperor Meng or deposed.
The strength at the peak of the fourth level of Life Sea is almost invincible in the Martial Pagoda. It is a existence that many warriors in the Martial Pagoda are frightened by.
But now, Emperor Meng was actually killed, which had a huge impact on everyone.
"Look! In the training room on the tenth floor, only the T-shaped training room is closed!"
Someone exclaimed, and everyone's eyes turned to the T-shaped training room.
There are only eight training rooms on the entire tenth floor, and currently only the T-shaped training room is closed, which shows that someone is practicing in this training room.
And they remembered that the room occupied by that ordinary young man was the tenth-floor T-shaped training room.
Combined with the tragic scene on the tenth floor, anyone who is not a fool knows that it must be that young man who killed Emperor Meng and crippled Ling Fei.
"Who is that boy?"
Some people had shocked faces and murmured to themselves.
This is also a question in the minds of many people present.
"This son killed the four major ministers of the Fu Mang Gang and deposed Ling Fei. This can be regarded as a complete and fatal enmity with the Fu Mang Gang."
"I'm afraid the Fu Mang Gang won't let him go! I'm afraid Gang Leader Fei will come to question him personally! And I heard that Gang Leader Fei has a close relationship with the Master of the Martial Pagoda. No matter how strong this guy is, how can he still compete with Fu Mang at the same time?
Help Wuta?"
"..." Although many people were shocked by Mu Feng's strength, they were more gloating and watching the excitement.
In their eyes, Mu Feng was just a stronger casual cultivator.
But rogue cultivators are rogue cultivators after all. No matter how strong an individual is, how can he compete with big forces?
The Fu Mang Gang and Wu Ta Gang are so powerful that they can rank among the top ten in the Jiuli Kingdom. How can they be compared to a mere casual cultivator.
Naturally, Mu Feng didn't know that what he did on the tenth floor had spread.
What's more, in the eyes of many warriors in Wuta, he is no different from a dead person.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the training room.
The training room on the tenth floor is quite large, covering an area of 300 square meters, and is divided into five rooms.
What surprised Mu Feng was that each room had a different style, including bedrooms, study rooms, meditation rooms, chess rooms, etc.
It can be said that this practice room is completely an independent house, which can be used for both practice and entertainment.
I have to say that the people who built this kind of training room were very thoughtful.
"This martial pagoda is indeed unique. The spirit extraction array here is quite exquisite. It actually extracts all the essence of spiritual energy in the spiritual veins!"
Mu Feng sat cross-legged on the futon in the meditation room, feeling the rich aura coming from the room, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
He could feel that the quality of the medium-sized spiritual veins under the Martial Tower was higher than that of the medium-sized spiritual veins in Canglan Sword Tomb and Wuyang Valley.
“Let’s smelt the ice bloodline first!”
Mu Feng waved his sleeves and summoned purple phantom ice flames.
Currently, of the six blood types in his body, three have not yet been successfully smelted into true blood, namely the five elements, ice type and thunder type.
Since the Purple Fantasy Ice Flame is an ice-based spiritual fire, it is very compatible with the ice bloodline, so Mu Feng chose the ice bloodline.
While Mu Feng began to refine his ice bloodline, the wordless golden book deep in his soul quietly opened on its own and began to absorb the rich spiritual energy in the training room.
Mu Feng glanced at the wordless golden book mentally and found that the second page of the wordless golden book was covered with dense gold characters. There were still about ten gold characters short of filling the second page.
When the first page of the wordless golden book was filled with gold characters, the secret technique of "Bloodline Wings" appeared in his mind.
He was looking forward to what kind of secret technique would appear when the second page of the wordless golden book was also filled with gold characters.
The power of "Bloodline Wings" was enough to surprise Mu Feng. He was looking forward to the second secret technique that appeared in the Wordless Golden Book.
Three days later, after Mu Feng completely smelted the ice bloodline into true blood, his skin became more and more crystal clear, and his epidermis was even covered with a thin layer of frost.
Mu Feng could clearly feel that his physical body had strengthened a lot.
The 'true blood' state has a much stronger effect on the physical body than blood.
With each additional type of true blood, Mu Feng's body does not become stronger by one point, but by many points.
It’s been five days again.
Mu Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes.
"The second page of "The Art of Immortal Hegemony" is finally completely filled with gold characters!"
A smile appeared on Mu Feng's lips, and his mind was completely immersed in the wordless golden book deep in his soul, staring closely at the second page of the golden book.
At this moment, all the gold characters on the second page of the wordless golden book began to continuously converge towards the center.
Fierce golden light surged out, causing Mu Feng to close his eyes involuntarily.
When he opened his eyes again, he found a golden ball pattern in the center of the second page of the wordless golden book.
"This should be the second stage of the "Immortal Hegemonic Body Technique"!"
A smile appeared on Mu Feng's lips.
Under Mu Feng's gaze, the golden ball pattern left the golden book and imprinted itself deep into the center of Mu Feng's eyebrows.
In an instant, countless complicated information poured into Mu Feng's mind like an ocean, giving him a splitting headache.
When the pain dissipated, Mu Feng completely accepted the information instilled in him by the golden ball pattern.
""True Blood Jade Ball"?"
Mu Feng murmured to himself, his eyes showing ecstasy.