Commanding Wind and Cloud

"You know now? The younger generation, Pan Mengshen is not the only one who can defeat you." Pan Hongji raised his hand vigorously, and swiped his arm over them: "These young people, if they want to kill you, they can kill you instantly!"

Spike! The same young generation, the strong under the sanctification at the same time, can achieve instant kills! The faces of the ten young Hydra bloodline fighters were burning hot again. Their eyes followed the line drawn by Pan Hongji's fingers and looked over one by one, trying to find someone they could defeat.

Stupid real strategy? The prince... if he is defeated, it doesn't mean anything.

Break the wind? forget it! Judging from the meaning just now, if he and Fentu Kuangge really fought against each other, it would be really hard to say who would win.

This unknown young man? The eyes of the Hydra blood warrior fell on Chekfleet's face, trying to see through him through his eyes.

A smile, a faint smile appeared on Checkfleet's face. It was a smile that was confident, calm, calm, and could even be said to be anticipation, anticipation of their attack.

The depth of the smile... is the endless killing intent!

The ten Hydra bloodline fighters shivered instinctively, and suddenly realized that this young man, so handsome and beautiful that even women are jealous, might be the scariest of them all!

As for motivation? A long time ago, he killed Tianlian Lingguan! Not long ago, he also seriously injured Jin Ze Tianlu, a strong man who became a saint. This kind of power can be called...perverted!

The warriors of the Hydra bloodline followed Pan Hongji's fingers and looked all the way down. They had to admit that there was really no one in this group of people that they could let go.

"With your abilities, you still want to win the top ten in the Rookie King Competition? Are you ashamed of being in the top ten?" Pan Hongji's vicious mouth made the ten young elite warriors of Hydra blood wish to find a crack in the ground.

"Do you know I'm useless?" Pan Hongji pointed at Duan Fengbuer: "You guys, just follow this kid. When you can let him go, you can go back to the Pan family. Otherwise, just stay by his side and learn from him, and see how he grows! With so many resources in the Pan family, you can't beat a Hydra warrior who didn't grow up in the Pan family. Do you know how to write the word shame? I will shame you for you."

Those who walked into the courtyard with their heads held high and their chests upright, looking like they were number one, their aura of second place completely disappeared, and their heads almost got into their crotches.

"What?"

Pan Mengcheng, who was half-sitting on the ground and still vomiting blood, suddenly raised his head and looked at Pan Hongji in disbelief, wanting the elites trained by his family to follow a warrior who was thrown out by the Pan family like weeds?

"Unconvinced?" Pan Hongji pointed at Duanfeng Buer with a smirk on his face: "You can go up and fight with him. If you win him, you don't have to follow him. With so many resources, it's not as good as the young fighter who was exiled. Don't you feel ashamed?"

Pan Mengcheng buried his head again. Although both parties were at the peak of fighting spirits, the gap between them was as big as the distance between the stars and the earth.

Mu Na Zhence looked at Pan Hongji deeply. It seems that the Snake Emperor not only wants to train the younger generation of the Pan family, but also wants to cultivate a strong team for Duanfengbuer. Could it be that he is more optimistic about Duanfengbuer? Isn't it the Panmeng God that the Pan family has been cultivating with all their strength these years?

The ten peak fighting souls of the younger generation are always by their side, and that kind of emotional exchange will soon be formed, and gradually this is a small group surrounding Duan Feng Bu Er.

"Hehe...it turns out..." Pan Mengcheng's words were full of helplessness: "We were eliminated."

disuse? The nine young Hydra bloodline fighters were all taken aback, and immediately understood what Pan Mengcheng's words meant. The younger generation of the Pan family and the top fighters of the fighting spirit had earlier heard that many of them followed Pan Mengcheng to fight.

Pan Mengshen, the number one candidate for the next generation head of the Pan family! Following him is naturally the most important person to be cultivated...

"Interesting... Interesting..." Mu Nazhence put his chin in his hand: "This is the competition mechanism, right? Every person who is qualified to be an heir will assign some members, and then watch their development."

"That's right! You were eliminated!" Pan Hongji's face changed suddenly: "In the past, you would have been sent to the battlefield of humans and demons to develop freely. But you, now have a new opportunity, follow him! If you can prove yourself, you don't need to be eliminated."

"Snake Emperor, are you very optimistic about them?" Pan Hongji asked in a low voice with enthusiasm.

"Every student of the Pan family..." Pan Hongji smiled, "I try to treat them as fairly as possible. Because we are a family..."

family! Jin Jin's body trembled slightly. If these words came from Gan Zhanxuan's mouth, maybe he did not have the strength he has today, but it does not mean that he is unhappy and happy today.

"Follow me?" Duanfeng Buer scratched his head and looked at Pan Hongji: "Uncle Snake Emperor, let me be a babysitter for your useless descendants, is there any babysitting fee?"

Pan Hongji just smiled and didn't speak. The ten Hydra bloodline fighters looked down at the ground with ugly faces. They were all elites, but now they turned into children in the eyes of the nanny.

"No two, since they are here, let's give them a meeting gift." Looking enthusiastically at the presidents of the Warrior Union, "Masters, you can see which soul soldier is suitable for you. I forged it according to the fluctuations of the fighting souls of some of you, and all the selected ones should come out."

Yi held the weird kitchen knife in his hand, his face was full of excitement and embarrassment, the excitement of becoming a saint, the kitchen knife soul soldier made him a little embarrassed.

The eight ordinary fighters who were at the peak of fighting spirits were extremely excited with the eight soul weapons in their hands, and the presidents of the other ordinary fighters who did not get the soul weapons stood enviously at the eight people standing in the center of the field.

"Uncle Snake Emperor, please help us look around." He looked at Pan Hongji with a vigorous smile, "You won't get any benefit from standing here..."

Pan Hongji shrugged his shoulders and left together with Chekfleet and Mu Gui Wuxin. The strong after sanctification would not gain anything here.

Sanctified? The blood warriors of the Pan family swallowed their saliva again and again, oh my god! So many people here become holy at the same time? rumor! Ordinary fighters becoming saints can drive the vitality of the surroundings, affect the bodies of sainted fighters around them, comprehend, etc... Could it be... this is a gift?

"Eight..." The energetic leader surrounded the eight ordinary fighters who were at the peak of fighting spirits: "You guys, you can start now."

Eight huge and ferocious fighting spirits lifted into the air at the same time, and eight extremely precious fighting soldiers shattered at the same time! The auras of the eight saintly powerhouses emerged from their bodies at the same time!

The eight different holy auras are intertwined and vibrated with each other, creating a strange situation that has never been seen before!

It has always been the case that only one person can become a saint, and only one person can become a saint.

Even the bloodline warriors did not gather together to become holy. As for ordinary warriors becoming holy, they are even rarer than giant dragons.

No one knows what will happen when the eight ordinary fighters who are at the peak of fighting spirit become holy.

I don't know about the motivation, it's just an instinctive perception, if a group of ordinary fighters at the peak of the fighting spirit become holy, then there may be some weird qualitative changes.

When the quantity reaches a terrifying situation, qualitative changes usually occur.

Stereotyped atmosphere, entangled, entangled, entangled! A huge column of air flow and light was formed and went straight to the sky. Almost everyone in the entire Shendu City could see the vision emanating from the courtyard of the Warrior Federation, as if it was about to shake the stars.

The rapid rotation of the airflow and light column directly involved all the young fighters in the yard. There were weird cracking sounds from the bodies of the ten Hydra bloodline fighters, traces of black sweat oozing from their bodies, strands of tyrannical fighting qi spinning at super high speed in different positions of the fighting orifices, and their fighting spirits twisted and squirmed, as if in pain, but also as if they were indescribably comfortable.

Impurities! Even in the soul fighting of blood warriors, there are impurities! It's just that this kind of impurity is too little or too little on weekdays, so it's hard for people to find it.

Eight fighters at the peak of fighting souls became holy at the same time, everything is different! These ten Hydra bloodline fighters were pleasantly surprised to discover the impurities in their fighting spirit and body, and at the same time they found that they were being discharged, and at the same time! strength! The strength is constantly growing!

Not just vindictiveness! At the same time, it is also the perception and cognition of the warrior's way...

In the airflow composed of eight fighting spirits, illusions gradually appeared, or more accurate images, which were the life-and-death battles experienced by the eight fighters. Their combat experience, at this moment, was directly sublimated into images under the mutual agitation of the holy spirits.

These images passed through everyone's bodies again and again.

Every time they penetrate, everyone has a feeling of personal experience. It is not just the feeling of fighting, but also emotional impact.

The self-esteem of ordinary soldiers, the glory of ordinary soldiers, the roar of the soul of ordinary soldiers blooming life!

At this moment, the ten young Hydra bloodline fighters were stunned, giving up their lives, forgetting the battle of death, and standing up to defend their companions against the knife between life and death. The heroic spirit of the bloodline warriors shocked their souls again and again.

A long howl suddenly shot up from a huge beam of light, and the walls of the courtyard trembled under the long howl, as if they were about to crawl under the feet of the long howl.

At this moment, Fentu Kuangge's long howl suddenly erupted, it wasn't just a long howl, his body... without anyone's help, slowly rose into the air, and his feet left the ground!

Holy! If a warrior can fly by himself without the help of magic, that is the performance of becoming a saint!

No holy artifacts were activated in the Burning Singer, let alone any Horcruxes!

The disused soul soldiers in the yard, and all kinds of metal and iron objects scattered on the ground were trembling... as if the common people had seen the supreme king.

Dazhengold fighting energy emanates from Fentu Kuangge's body, the radiation envelops all the surrounding metals, even the eight pieces of soul soldiers that were shattered into fragments are also encased, and those fragments of soul soldiers that still retain the holy aura of the eight ordinary soldiers when they became saints began to corrode... fast corrosion...

In a blink of an eye, all the metals in the courtyard began to corrode, even the weapons carried by everyone, and the weapons that were not placed in the Doujie, also began to corrode.

Dazhenjin Douqi is like a starving undead, frantically devouring all the metallic aura in the yard, and containing them all in the body of Fentu Kuangge.

The body exuding the golden metal radiance continued to expand, and the bones in the body were rattling non-stop. Fentu Kuangge's body was changing, changing at a high speed!

At the moment when eight ordinary fighters became holy at the same time, the qualitative change produced by the airflow finally affected Fentu Kuangge's body, and the Dazhenjin Dou Qi was spinning like crazy.

bang bang bang bang...

All the fighters in the yard, the fragments of soul soldiers, those destroyed soul soldiers, and ordinary metals were all blown to pieces!

Fentu Kuangge's body shook again, his vigorous eyebrows kept beating, this is... the smell of a soul soldier!

That's right! Fentu Kuangge's body exudes an aura that belongs only to soul soldiers! His jaw almost fell to the ground in shock, this big real gold battle qi... can make people's body smell like a soul soldier? How hard is that Fentu Kuangge's body now? Is it the level of a soul soldier?

Boom!

The battle energy within Fentu Kuangge's body exploded again, an aura as if a soul soldier had exploded in the yard, his body soared again and again, and in the center surrounded by eight ordinary warriors, he slowly rose up, like an emperor being guarded by countless generals to the supreme position.

Sanctified, sanctified!

Fentu Kuangge, without soul soldiers, holy weapons, or bloodline powers activated, has revealed the terrifying side of the holy fighting skill Dazhengolden Dou Qi, becoming a saint!

Ordinary fighters, can they become saints without needing anything? You don't even need to activate the blood power?

Pan Hongji's slender snake eyebrows twitched again and again, and he focused all his attention on Gan Jin thoughtfully. The source of this set of grudges is not from the Fentu family. There are too many secrets in this Gan Jin, right?

After devouring countless metal breaths, absorbing part of the essence of Lucifer's heart, experiencing countless lives and deaths, and feeling the breath of becoming a saint several times, Burning Song is like a phoenix reborn from nirvana, or like an ugly duckling transformed into a beautiful black swan at this moment.

soul domain! Fentu Kuangge Dazhenjin's fighting spirit has become a saint, and at this moment, he has launched his own soul domain! In the soul domain that no one has ever seen before, the air is filled with the smell of metal, like a kingdom of metal shrouded around everyone.

"True Gold Soul Realm!"

Fentu Kuangge named his soul domain like a king, and the surrounding air suddenly froze as his five fingers clenched into fists!

That was not solidification, but everyone felt as if they were poured into a metal block, surrounded by metal, or completely trapped themselves like ice blocks.

"Give me the power of the real gold soul realm!"

Fentu Kuangge's five fingers suddenly opened, and the frozen smell disappeared in an instant. Everyone only felt that the inside of the body was covered with the smell of metal armor in an instant, and it was the smell of top fighter or even soul soldier armor!

The defensive power, everyone's defensive power exploded by an unknown number of times in an instant.

Pan Mengcheng even felt an urge to fight Fentu Kuangge again, to see if Fentu Kuangge punched him not long ago and could still break through his current defense.

Powerful, no one has truly felt the power of Burning Kuangge after becoming a saint, and the various abilities possessed by that weird soul domain, which can imprison and hinder others' actions, and at the same time help companions' defense...

"The Great True Gold Sword Finger!"

Fentu Kuangge volleyed his finger, and the index finger and middle finger formed a gorgeous golden light, which instantly pierced the ground, and countless metallic auras around him also entered the ground along with this metallic sword light.

Fentu Kuangge couldn't help laughing wildly with a nearly solid volley, tears that almost broke the heart flashed in the corners of his eyes.

How much have you paid so far? Not just hard work, but also family affection! Love from my brother's death!

Fentu Kuangge became holy in an instant, and the thick beam of air and light changed again. Everyone felt that some metallic breath had entered their bodies, strengthening their bodies and strengthening their fighting spirit.

Feeling that the shield fighting skills in his body are more closely connected with Fengyun's golden body, Jin Jin frowned slightly and guessed, does he really not need any soul weapon holy weapon if he wants to become a saint? The golden body of Fengyun is not inferior to the fighting spirit of Dazhengjin!

"I, Fentu Kuangge, became holy again today!"

Fentu Kuangge suspended in the sky stretched out his hand, and directly pulled out a holy weapon from the Doujie!

Hallows! That's right, it's the holy artifact!

The eyeballs of the ten Hydra bloodline fighters who were immersed in the thrill of rapid ascension were about to burst out of their eye sockets.

What... what is this for? Use a holy vessel to become holy? Is this kid crazy? There is no limit to luxury! As for the sacred artifact, it is really one less thing to use!

"Brother! Let's become holy together, brothers!"

The saber sacrificial weapon exuding the breath of a beast suddenly made a roaring and cracking sound! Dazhenjin Dou Qi also entered the remaining holy artifact into the body.

Holy! Holy for the second time! Fentu Kuangge, the once weakest fighter in this team, became the strongest fighter in one fell swoop at this moment, becoming holy twice in a row!

The huge fighting spirit in the image of Fentu Kuangxiao floated behind Fentu Kuangxiao, the boundless power of fighting energy slowly radiated, and there was an urge to go crazy and bloodthirsty in everyone's body.

"The Crazy Soul Realm of the Stars?" Pan Hongji gasped, and the cold air went directly into the lung lobes along the gap between his teeth. Are the soul domains of the people around Qian Jin so frightening and enviable? This is a special soul domain similar to magic, except that the berserk magic of the magician will harm the body of the warrior.

After losing the berserk magic, the warriors who have been cast with berserk magic will have many hidden injuries on their bodies, and even a drop in strength is possible. The worst case will be completely lost in berserk until they die from exhaustion.

However, the Soul Realm of Madness in the Stars is a special kind of maddened soul realm that has almost no side effects. Afterwards, the body of the caster will only be out of strength for a day or a few days, and will not fall into the realm of practical strength, nor will he be lost in madness.

Usually, this kind of soul domain does not appear on warriors, but it may appear on top magicians. When a magician becomes a saint and becomes a holy magician, the magic domain he possesses is similar to the magic domain of the soul domain. A holy magician who specializes in mad magic may also have a similar mad magic domain.

One body and two saints!

Pan Hongji laughed. He really didn't expect that apart from the Great Demon King, there would also be two saints in one body in the Zhence Dynasty, and they were not blood warriors.

What is even more unexpected is that the Great Demon King needs to constantly switch bloodlines in order to display his power, but this ordinary warrior does not have this problem, he can directly display all the power of one body and two saints.

Nine people, ten became holy!

At this moment, all the powerful fighters in the entire God City cast their sights on the huge beam of dou qi light from the Warrior Federation.

"Soldier Federation?"

In the quiet courtyard, flowers bloom everywhere, and many flowers that do not belong to this season also radiate the most beautiful moment of life, blooming gorgeous flowers.

Jiuyang Fenghua held the scroll in his hand and looked calmly at the beam of fighting energy in the sky. The soul domain enveloped every corner of the entire yard, urging the blooming of various flowers. The seeds fell on the ground one by one, and then grew visible to the naked eye, and then germinated, branched, and bloomed...

Things that take a long time to complete are being completed quickly in her soul domain at this moment.

"So many people become holy at the same time? Is this the ability of motivation? Is he trying to tell others? Or is he simply building momentum for himself?"

Jiuyang Fenghua smiled faintly and lowered his head to look at the yellowed scroll, no longer paying attention to the beam of fighting spirit in the sky: "It's great to be born in such an era, and it can further prove how tyrannical my God of War family is, and how powerful my Jiuyang Fenghua is."

The manor is full of domineering buildings, Gan Zhanxuan slowly walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, a pair of eyes of the beast king like a tiger and a lion gleamed with a touch of happiness: "Very good, I have so many holy warriors in the Zhence Dynasty. It has been a few years since the completion of the great task of exterminating demons."

"It's just a pity..." Qian Zhanxuan shook his head and sighed: "If such an outstanding blacksmith as Mo Jin can be honest and honest, I can give him a good status, but he will become a soldier. This nonsense, so that in the future, those who have no awakened power in the Gan family will also become fighters? How will the Gan family develop? This bad hole must not be opened! It will shake the foundation that the Gan family has built for countless years."

"As long as you defeat him, tell him with absolute strength that ordinary fighters will never be able to defeat blood warriors, and if you give Qiancheng a good treatment, he will come back obediently." Gan Wushuang's expression is calm, as if he has entered a new realm: "So, the master of the family does not need to sigh for such a thing, but should be happy. When he submits to my family, all the forces in his hands will become my family."

"Ordinary soldiers can't defeat bloodline fighters? Young man, you are talking too much. It may be difficult to do this, but the backbone of ordinary soldiers will not be broken. This is our glory."

An old voice with a hint of pride suddenly came from above the roof. Gan Wushuang's body shook and he quickly raised his head, his eyes flickered with surprise and alertness. He didn't even notice that anyone appeared around him? Who is this white-haired old man?