The huge silver-white dragon spirit with flames and emerald light on it suddenly appeared behind Chen Feng's body.
His figure was as big as a mountain, several kilometers long, and it flashed with incomparable brilliance in the sunlight.
Chen Feng raised his arms high, and then shouted: "Possessed by the martial spirit!"
Upon hearing this, the silver-white, three-color true dragon martial spirit raised its head to the sky and let out a domineering roar, and then rushed towards Chen Feng fiercely.
But he did not knock Chen Feng over, but directly rushed into Chen Feng's body.
So the next moment, Chen Feng's aura increased crazily, from the middle stage of the eighth level of the Martial Lord Realm to the middle stage of the one-star Martial King!
Chen Feng opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and raised his arms high. He took a long breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Full of power, I can feel that my body is full of power!"
It seems that the whole person is extremely powerful, as if he can do anything.
"No, this is not an illusion, it is real! I am now a one-star Martial King, with the strength of a mid-stage Martial King!"
Chen Feng has now reached the level of a mid-stage one-star martial king!
Possessed by a martial spirit.
This is Chen Feng's martial soul ability. This is an ability that appears after Chen Feng's martial soul becomes a real three-color true dragon martial soul and his inner elixir becomes a real three-color inner elixir.
An ability that is extremely powerful.
After being possessed by the martial spirit, Chen Feng's strength was able to jump three major steps in succession, from the middle stage of the eighth level of the Martial Lord Realm, to the ninth level of the Martial Lord Realm, half a step across the Martial King Realm, and to the middle stage of the One-Star Martial King Realm!
At this time, Chen Feng, even without the dragon-slaying knife, was enough to kill the Golden-winged Thunder Eagle King that he killed yesterday.
Chen Feng felt the powerful strength of the one-star Martial King in the middle stage. Every punch he swung and every kick he raised was extremely tyrannical and had great power.
Chen Feng now even feels that he can smash a mountain with one punch!
After a cup of tea, Chen Feng felt that the power in his body disappeared instantly.
The three-color True Dragon Soul appeared behind him again, but now the three-color True Dragon Soul's light was much dimmer than before, and the whole body was almost insubstantial, and it was obviously a great loss!
With a flick of the brush, the martial spirit disappeared directly and returned to Chen Feng's inner elixir.
Chen Feng said to himself: "The possession of a martial spirit can last as long as a cup of tea."
"One cup of tea, three sticks of incense, five hundred breaths. And every time after being possessed by a martial spirit, you have to return to the inner alchemy to cultivate for about half a month before you can recover."
He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This price is really high enough!"
Chen Feng suddenly felt something stirred in his heart, and a vague idea came to his mind.
But this inspiration flashed through his mind, so that Chen Feng didn't even catch it. He stood there and thought hard. After a while, he clapped his hands and shouted: "I thought of it, I thought of it."
Got it!"
"What if the two are superimposed?" Chen Feng was shocked by his own idea.
By using the power of Little King Kong, his strength can be increased tenfold, and by possessing the martial soul, his strength can also be guaranteed to be tenfold.
What if he uses the power of Little King Kong after being possessed by the martial spirit?
So, how much will his strength increase?
Will it increase a hundred times? Chen Feng's blood boiled just thinking about it, his body couldn't help but tremble, and his breathing became heavy.
But Chen Feng didn't dare to try it because he didn't know what the consequences would be if he tried it.
Chen Feng knew that the price would definitely be extremely heavy!
After understanding this level, Chen Feng did not stay here for long. He quickly left the Dragon Slaying Mountain Range and headed towards Qingyue City.
Qingyue City is in the eastern border of Great Qin, not very far away from Chen Feng's Zhanlong City.
The daughter of King Qingjun and his 100,000 troops are stationed outside Qingyue City!
Chen Feng hurried on the road at night, and soon, a few days later, he had arrived at the outskirts of Qingyue City. There was a huge military camp here, with a hundred thousand troops stationed inside.
After Chen Feng came outside the camp, he immediately frowned and murmured to himself: "Why is there so much blood in this camp? It feels like many people have died inside."
Chen Feng looked over the camp and saw blood soaring into the sky, and countless innocent souls lingering in it.
Chen Feng's heart trembled, but he did not act rashly, but quietly moved towards the camp.
At this time, a 100-meter-high platform was built in the center of the camp, above the square.
A pergola was set up on the high platform. In the pergola, a middle-aged man wearing blood-colored armor sat on a chair with his legs crossed, his face full of contentment!
At this time, from his angle, he could overlook all the barracks in this camp.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "You die-hard fans of Qing Wudi, you really respect him to the extreme and are loyal to the extreme!"
"With a warrant from him, I can kill you all, and you are like a group of pigs and sheep being slaughtered, you have the strength but you don't dare to resist, hahahaha..."
He was extremely proud, and next to him, a gentle-looking scribe stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Master Xue, your ingenious plan is really wonderful."
"We didn't use too strong people, we didn't use too much force. We just brought the blood-clothed guards and a handwritten letter to eradicate Prince Qingjun's army."
"After you return to Wuyang City, Your Majesty will definitely reward you with various rewards."
Mr. Xue was even more proud of his compliment and burst into laughter.
Suddenly, he smiled sinisterly, pointed into the distance and said, "Okay, it's business again."
A group of people came from a distance, including a dozen people wearing general armor and being escorted.
Behind them, those escorting them were a group of people dressed in blood.
The strange thing is that the strength of these blood-clothed guards is far inferior to that of the generals who were escorted.
It can be said that if these dozen generals resisted at this time, they could immediately kill the dozens of blood-clothed guards who escorted them.
However, none of them resisted at all. Their faces showed sadness, anger, confusion, and grievance, but they did not resist.
They were brought to the stage, and then kicked hard on the crooks of their knees by the blood-clad guards behind them.
The blood-clad guards yelled and cursed: "Kneel down, kneel down! You bunch of bitches, kneel down!"
So, they knelt there obediently.
Then, the middle-aged man on the stage took out a piece of jade plaque, waved it towards them, and said proudly: "I have been given the order of Prince Qing to kill you all."
