King of Gods

For a couple of months, Xiaoyue Zong was in the vicinity of Xingjiazhuang, and he did not find the trace of the magical embers.

The scope of the search is getting wider and wider, and the hope is getting smaller.

In the end, the three elders returned one by one, and the Zongmen strongmen withdrew most of them.

Zhao Feng also returned to Xiaoyuezong with the brigade.

The third day after the removal of the Zongmen elite.

In the depths of Xingjiazhuang, under the grave of a wasteland, there was a strange "beep" sound.

If you look down from the sky, your eyes will penetrate the soil, and you will find a strange scene:

The blood of many corpses in Xingjiazhuang infiltrated into the soil and followed a strange line to gather in one. These corpses were natives of Xingjiazhuang who died in the plague. Although they were cremated, the blood in the bodies had already infiltrated into the soil.

As a hidden family, the cultivation of Xingjiazhuang adults is generally more than two in the solid state, and there are some real warriors with more than four solids.

These people are poisoned, and the blood left behind, under the guidance of strange forces, penetrates into the soil and converges on one.

"Oh... the most dangerous place is the safest place. 'The **** gatherings are laid out a few months ago and are being traced by the sects. It is also expected in this seat."

A silver-colored blood corpse, covered in blood, crawled out of the ground.

As a blood rudder guardian, he survived for hundreds of years. He has already separated from the human life and transformed into a "half-dead" state. Therefore, his life span is more than several times that of the same-order true spiritual environment, and even more distant...

After reappearing the day, the breath of the silver-stained blood corpse was obviously tyrannical, and it was restored to the fifth heaven, and the injury recovered a few points.

"It’s a pity that ‘blood jade Dan’ failed to be successful. The boy named Zhao, one day, we will meet.”

The blood stasis method has a strange smile and licked his lips.

In his plan, the carpet search of Xiaoyuezong was expected, and the only "extraordinary number" was Zhao Feng.

Thinking of his **** rudder guarding the law, he was "blackmailed" by a little ghost. He wanted to be more resentful.

But the blood stasis law did not know, he also walked in front of the ghost gate.

After Zhao Feng made great efforts, he became low-key. He had been blocking the left eye in the search and did not try his best.

Otherwise, Zhao Feng fully opened his left eye and searched himself in the villa. It is not difficult to see that he was integrated into the soil layer and “bloody and concentration”.

......

A few days later.

The handsome man of Xiaoyuezong returned to Tianyue Mountain.

Far away from home, Zhao Feng saw the floating mountain high above the sky, and the "floating temple" coexisting with the rain, fog and electric mans, majestic and majestic, exudes a desolate atmosphere.

"There are two more months, and the 'floating trial' is about to begin."

Some disciples, looking at the dark blue temples in the sky above their heads, looked forward to the urgency.

The duration of the impetuous trials is gradually approaching.

Some disciples want to change their destiny, compete for opportunities, secretly accumulate power, and fight with enthusiasm.

Most of the disciples in Zongmen have no background, and the "floating trial" is undoubtedly a relatively fair opportunity. If you can grasp it well, you can change your destiny.

"A five-year "floating trial" must be grasped."

Zhao Feng is determined in his heart and cannot be shaken.

The five-year Zongmen assessment, a five-year impetuous trial, misses any opportunity, and any one of them may stay for several years.

Relative to Zhao Feng, five years is too long.

From the integration of mysterious left eye, he sang all the way: After spending a few months in the Zhao people, he was lucky enough to enter Guangling. After a few months of training in Guangling, he took the opportunity to seize the opportunity and enter the Zongmen.

In the past few months of Zongmen, he reached the current height.

A year ago, when he was in the Zhao nationality, he was still a 13-year-old boy, less than 14 years old.

A year later, he succeeded in establishing a sect, but he was 14 or 5 years old and under 15 years old.

The fate of life is accomplished in such an opportunity.

Otherwise, Zhao Feng is also difficult to achieve in the short period of one year, by the martial arts, to reach the current double heaven.

The speed of such promotion is not unpleasant, and it is comparable to some of the top talents in the Zongmen world.

Return to the inner door.

Zhao Feng and Lin Fan said goodbye.

Lin Fan’s last walk, sincere words: "Zhao Shidi, this mission, you not only saved my life, but also allowed me to get such an opportunity. So great grace, Lin is remembered, it will return in time."

Looking at the back of Lin Fan, Zhao Feng fell into a short thought.

In Zongmen, he is weak and has few reliable friends. The two brothers, Yang Qingshan and Nan Gongfan, are still difficult to grow up.

It is this Lin Fan, who is tough, and the first to wake up after the corpse poison, is stronger than Xiao Yu and Xu.

In the execution of the task, the two cooperate with each other and are very tacit. In the woods, when Zhao Feng mysteriously "disappeared", only Lin Fan sang for him, questioning Huang Yun and others.

Lin Fan did not know that Zhao Feng’s thought changed his future destiny.

......

At a glance, most of the time has passed.

After discovering the cave of the Red Crescent, Xiaoyuezong gradually calmed down.

This news has spread to 13 other sects of the Alliance, each of which has a relationship with each other and negotiates countermeasures.

These things have nothing to do with Zhao Feng.

After returning to Zongmen, he used his hand in the spar and contributed points to buy some of the resources of Ling Dan.

The first step is to improve the refining.

After the "silver tick" broke through the tenth floor, the progress was extremely slow, like a snail.

The eleventh floor is already the highest state of the "silver tick": the furnace is not perfect, and it is perfect.

According to the description of the exercises, to reach the highest level, relying solely on the power of **, it can almost compete with the three heavens.

Therefore, between the tenth and eleventh layers, the span is not small.

Zhao Feng originally thought that if he spent one or two hundred pieces of defective crystal spar, he could achieve the goal. As a result, he spent nearly a thousand pieces of defective crystal spar, and purchased a lot of precious materials and spirits of auxiliary refining. Achieve goals.

For most of the month, it consumed nearly a thousand times of spar, and thousands of points contributed. Zhao Feng’s "Silver Wall" reached the peak of ten layers, and vaguely broke through the last bottleneck.

The eleventh floor is still half a step.

Zhao Feng sighed, did not expect that he has blood power, assisting so many treasures and spirits, the progress on the refining, so slow.

In the Zongmen world, the practitioners who attacked the refining body were originally rare, and this is difficult.

In addition, Zhao Feng overestimated the speed of advancement.

It is not easy to take a small change in the level of life.

"I still have more than 22,000 pieces of spar in my hands, and I will spend another 500. It should be successful."

Zhao Feng’s analysis of the mind.

The last time he performed the task, he was indeed rich, but the metamorphic stone in his hand still had to be planned.

Especially when it comes down, it is extremely important to face the "floating trials" every minute and every second.

If you buy materials for alchemy, you can save costs, but Zhao Feng is precious now and can't waste.

The impetuous trial is the real big opportunity. He wastes this spar and he does not regret it.

It took a few more days.

Zhao Feng’s "Silver Wall" finally broke through the eleventh floor.

In order to achieve this goal, he spent nearly two thousand times of spar, equivalent to twenty pieces of the next product.

Of course, with such a price, the improvement of Zhao Feng’s strength is also extremely horrible.

"It doesn't change into a fire, it's perfect."

Zhao Feng sits cross-legged, urging the refining body, and a layer of silver crystals throughout the body, like a golden copper Buddha, emitting a heavy pressure like copper and iron.

Now, his strength is enough to counter the ordinary three.

On the defensive power, it is even more terrible. Put him into the stove and it will be intact in a short time.

While the practice of refining is improving, Zhao Feng’s internal strength has also been cultivated and improved.

"Tianfeng Shenque" is a top-level exercise, Zhao Feng cultivated to the fourth floor, the highest level is six.

This set of minds, the higher the level, the more pure and pure.

To reach the fourth layer, the purity of the force is comparable to that of the four, but there is a gap between strength and quantity.

Zhao Feng’s cultivation is nothing but extraordinary. The purity of the force is pure, but it is comparable to the four. This is hard to imagine.

In the past month, "Tianfeng Shenshen" and "Silver Wall" have been improving, and the slowest progress is "Wind and Thunder".

"Wind and Thunder" is divided into six layers.

Zhao Feng stayed in the third layer of Xiaocheng realm "leading thunder", wanting to step into the fourth layer of "Thunder Masterpiece", still the last half step.

"Once you step into the fourth floor, thunder can ignite the arc, which can make your opponent's body stabbed, not only powerful, but also control the opponent."

Zhao Feng is quite yearning for this realm.

However, "Wind and Thunder" starts from the fourth floor and turns from the wind to the thunder.

For Lei Zhili's comprehension, Zhao Feng has just stepped into the door and the progress is slow.

There is another reason. The practice of "Wind and Thunder" is slightly rough. Zhao Feng is practicing while practicing simulation exercises in the left eye space.

Of course, the effort will not be in vain. His "Wind and Thunder" has reached the peak of three layers. As long as the last layer of window paper is broken, he can break through the fourth floor at any time.

Time flies quickly, and I see the impetuous trials, leaving the last month.

Zhao Feng feels that his own refining, cultivation, and martial arts have reached a bottleneck.

"The "Silver Wall" has been cultivated to the top. I don't know the "Nine-turned Golden Wallpaper". Can you get it?"

Zhao Feng thought about a turn.

As far as he knows, "Nine Turns to the Golden Trench" is the practice of the top level of the genre, and it is invaluable in the Zongmen.

For the top-level exercises, there are only a few dozen gates.

Zhao Feng has nearly 50,000 points in his hands, and he chooses a middle-level method and needs five thousand points.

Regarding this matter, Zhao Feng decided to ask the elders to ask.

In nominal terms, the elder is now his master.

However, since returning to the ancestral hall, this high-ranking master has not pointed to Zhao Feng, and has not even asked him.

On weekdays, even if there is something, the elders also let the brothers "yang dry" to command Zhao Feng.

Today, the elders are referring to the cultivation of the disciple Yang Yang, and Zhao Feng’s request for seeing is quickly passed.

"You mean "Nine Turns to Gold"?"

The elder's brow is slightly wrinkled.

"Zhao Shidi, "Nine Turns to the Golden Wallpaper" is the top level of the practice, you are too good and far away."

Yang Ganxiao laughed and couldn't help but shake his head. The younger brother, who was too young, was too anxious. Even the top-level martial arts, even his great elders, were not qualified to practice.