"What an artistic conception!" I sighed in my heart.
Things like artistic conception are illusory, but they are real. You can't learn them by studying them, you can only understand them.
In his previous life, Xu Feng had seen many high-level apostles, including seventh-level, eighth-level, and ninth-level apostles, but he met very few who could grasp the artistic conception.
"I seem to have heard in my previous life that there is a threshold for secret realm apostles who can be on the heavenly list. Otherwise, the number of secret realm apostles who can be on the heavenly list may be ten times more. At that time, it was just a joke. But now it seems
, It’s not groundless!” Xu Feng thought to himself.
The gap is too big!
If there was no artistic conception, several elders at the seventh level of peak strength would not take the old man Wan Du at the ninth level in front of them at all. But now, they finally understand why the old man Wan Du already knows that Xu Kun Feizhou is
Wanfa Sect, but still stopped him.
Confidence, Old Man Du has absolute self-confidence, and no one on the entire spaceship is taken seriously by him.
"Damn it, in this barbarian mountain range, a monk ran out of nowhere, but he turned out to be a high-level monk with artistic conception!"
"We won't pay attention to ordinary ninth-level casual cultivators at all, but the other party has artistic conception, which is troublesome!"
"I don't know if Xu Kun Feizhou's defensive formation can withstand him."
For a moment, the elders on the deck suddenly felt extremely troubled.
"Elder Wandu, do you really want to go your own way and become an enemy of our Wanfa Sect?" an elder asked loudly.
"Hahahaha!" Old Man Wandu suddenly laughed, pointing at the people on Xukun's flying boat and saying: "I'm staying in the cave to practice well, and I didn't take the initiative to provoke you. But your flying boat flew so low that it disturbed my support.
Pets, but instead of thinking they are wrong, you kill them arbitrarily and take pleasure in doing so!"
"I want to ask you for an explanation, but you still use the Wanfa Sect to suppress me?" Old Man Du suddenly became manic and shouted loudly: "Aren't the disciples of the Wanfa Sect so great!"
As Old Man Wandu roared, a burst of thunder erupted in the air. At the same time, a dark green light also appeared in the artistic conception of Old Man Wandu.
"Disciples of Wanfa Sect, of course they are amazing!"
Suddenly, a steady voice reached Old Man Wandu's ears.
Old Man Du Wandu narrowed his eyes and looked towards the deck of the flying boat. At this time, a middle-aged man wearing purple and black palace master's clothes appeared on the deck.
"Vice Master Qin!" Everyone on the deck saluted Qin Yuan.
"Old Man Wandu, you injured two true disciples of my Wanfa Sect, one of whom was disabled, and you also injured two of my elders with the intention of plundering my Xukun Feizhou." Qin Yuan said calmly: "Old Man Wandu, you are
Do you want to be an enemy of my Wanfa Sect?"
An elder had questioned Old Man Wandu in this way before, but Old Man Wandu had directly rebuffed him, but now Qin Yuan used almost the same words to question him, and Old Man Wandu became hesitant.
"Then the death of these two-headed Gila monsters of mine was in vain?" Old Man Du said sternly.
"So what if you die in vain?" Qin Yuan said coldly.
"Too much bullying!" the old man Wan Du yelled, and stretched out his hands. For a moment, the wind roared, the poison cloud rolled, and the two-headed poisonous lizards, which were completely condensed with strength, quickly rushed towards the Xu Kun flying boat.
go.
"Energy transformed into form?" Qin Yuan's eyes showed a look of surprise: "I didn't expect that you are about to condense into your own domain!"
After saying that, Qin Yuan's face suddenly turned gloomy, and a murderous intent appeared in his eyes.
"Then it will be even more embarrassing for you!"
After saying that, Qin Yuan jumped up, left the flying boat, stood in the air, and pressed towards the old man Wandu with a palm.
Boom~
Shadows of towering mountains appeared behind Qin Yuan.
"Impression?" A look of surprise appeared in the eyes of the old man Wan Du. His Ten Thousand Poisons Artistic Conception has only just been understood. He will naturally crush those monks who have not understood the artistic conception. But the Deputy Palace Master Qin Yuan in front of him is obviously also an artistic conception.
Master, looking at the artistic conception behind him, it is obvious that his understanding of the artistic conception is much higher than his.
"Suppress the mountain!" Qin Yuan roared, and with the blessing of the artistic conception, this palm shot was like a real mountain pressing down. The artistic conception of the old man Wan Du, when it touched it, the ice immediately disintegrated and was completely crushed.
Boom~
Qin Yuan's palm passed through the heavy defenses put up by Old Man Wandu and was directly printed on his chest and abdomen.
Click~
A large area of Old Man Wandu's chest and abdomen collapsed. If he were an ordinary person and suffered such serious injuries, he would definitely die on the spot. But Old Man Wandu is a ninth-level peak monk. He bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His figure immediately
It turned into a poisonous mist and rushed toward the Barbarian Demon Mountain Range.
At the same time, the remaining dozens of two-headed Gila monsters in the air let out a scream and all turned into pus and fell toward the ground.
"Oh, the art of replacing the dead with the injured?" Qin Yuan showed a look of disdain on his face.
Chichi~
There was a trace of burning on the edge of Qin Yuan's palm. Qin Yuan glanced at it and the corners of his eyes twitched.
Returning to the deck, Qin Yuan looked at the three elders. After a moment, his eyes fell on several true disciples, especially the three true disciples who had reached the seventh level of peak strength.
But soon, Qin Yuan's eyes moved away from these people and fell on Xu Feng.
Xu Feng performed well in the Holy Son Competition. Qin Yuan later watched all Xu Feng's battle videos and was very optimistic about this fourth-level Holy Son.
"Xu Feng, I heard that your strength has improved a bit?" Qin Yuan suddenly asked.
"Just advanced to the second calamity power!" Xu Feng nodded.
The power of the second tribulation is much stronger than the power of the first tribulation, both in terms of power and effect. Especially the power of the tribulation has increased by a thousand. Xu Feng's total tribulation power now has reached 2,000 points.
The calamity power does not only increase by a hundred points every time you advance, it is related to the grade of the fusion energy. The higher the grade, the more calamity power is increased, but the higher the grade of energy, the more difficult it is to fuse.
Not easy to blend.
Therefore, Xu Feng can only integrate some low-grade energy in the early stage.
"Okay, I'll give you a task to bring back the head of Old Man Du!" Qin Yuan said coldly: "He has been defeated by me now. Although I have used the technique of replacing death with injury, it is impossible for him to recover.
At its peak!"
"We'll wait for you here for three hours. If you don't come back in three hours, then you can go back to Wanfa Sect by yourself. You don't need to participate in this Xuanbing Sect discussion!" Qin Yuan stared at Xu Feng and asked.
Said: "Are you willing?"
"Disciple, do your best!" Xu Feng pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said.
Obviously this is a test, a test specifically for Xu Feng, or specifically for the First Holy Son.
Soon, Xu Feng left the flying boat and flew away following the traces of Old Man Wandu's escape as if he was a master of air skills.
"The art of flying in the air of the Holy Son is more skillful than that performed by some high-level apostle disciples!" An elder couldn't help but admired as he watched Xu Feng leave.
"No flying props were used. It seems to be special skills or secret techniques!" Another elder had a thoughtful look on his face.
"Deputy Hall Master, isn't it a bit dangerous for the Holy Son to go alone? Otherwise, I will follow behind?"
"Yes, this is the Barbarian Demon Mountain Range. Not only are there monks, but there are also demons. I heard that there are ten demon kings in the Barbarian Demon Mountain Range. If we bump into them, wouldn't the Holy Son be in danger?"
A strange smile appeared on Qin Yuan's face, and he shook his head and said: "I'm afraid you have no idea what kind of terrifying power our Holy Son has mastered!"
Qin Yuan's mind flashed to the sky-wide thunder catastrophe unleashed by Xu Feng during the Holy Son Competition!
That was a terrifying spell that was comparable to a forbidden curse. Any artistic conception would be torn to pieces in such a catastrophe. Even if Old Man Du was intact and in peak condition, he might not be Xu Feng's opponent.
…
Xu Feng flies very fast, and his air-controlling magical power is faster than any flying spell. It's like a fish swimming in the water or a bird flying in the sky. This is not a skill, it is instinct.
Moreover, the aura of Old Man Wandu is so obvious that there is no concealment. The aura contains highly toxic substances. Once leaked, the vegetation will wither wherever it passes. This also shows from the side that Old Man Wandu is seriously injured and can no longer hide it.
own breath.
Soon, Xu Feng followed the traces and came to a cave, where there were dead trees, barren mountains, rugged rocks, a dead silence, and no trace of life.
When Xu Feng came to the cave, he did not enter immediately, but carefully explored it.
After a while, an angry roar came from the cave.
"Wanfa Sect, are you trying to kill them all?"
"Old Man Wandu, come out and die!" Xu Feng said sternly.
"Huh?" A surprised voice came from the cave. A moment later, the cave door opened with a rumble, and the pale old man Wandu walked out of the cave.
Seeing Xu Feng, Old Man Du Wandu first had a look of anger on his face, and then it turned into a look of joy.
"Haha, I originally thought that an elder would come, but I didn't expect that a boy with a smell of milk would come!" A look of fierceness appeared in the eyes of the old man Wandu, and he whispered: "I really thought that my artistic conception was broken, so I didn't fight back.
It’s so powerful, so naive!”
After saying that, Old Man Poison took the lead and with a thought, countless poisonous bees appeared from behind him.
Buzz, buzz, buzz~
Hundreds of poisonous bees were like a poisonous cloud, flying towards Xu Feng. These poisonous bees were so real that there was no trace of the fact that they were formed by the strength of the old man Wandu.
"With your ability to transform your energy into form, you have already entered the palace!" Xu Feng couldn't help but admire.
When Old Man Wandu saw Xu Feng refusing to dodge and allowing the poisonous bees to surround him, he couldn't help but reveal a sinister smile on his face.
"Since you are so trusting, then you can have a taste of the pain of being devoured by all kinds of poisons."
Every poisonous bee condensed by the ten thousand poisonous old man's energy contains dozens or hundreds of toxins. It is not an exaggeration to say that all the poisonous bees added up are ten thousand poisons.
This move is the ultimate skill of Old Man Poison. It is extremely powerful. Even an iron man can be corroded and dissolved by the toxins in the poisonous bees. The only drawback is that the speed of the poisonous bees is too slow. If the opponent masters the artistic conception, these poisonous bees will
It is impossible to get close to the opponent at all. Even if the artistic conception is not grasped, the poisonous bee is not fast and can easily avoid it.
When the old man Wandu saw the poisonous bees wrapping Xu Feng heavily, he began to imagine in his mind that Xu Feng's whole body was corroded and melted by the toxins.