War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

boom!

Just as Lu Rui was looking at the 'Tongxuan Formation', a burst of flames rose from Feng Tianwu's body in an instant. The flames rose and finally converged into a sword shape. Please remember our website novel http://www.Ыqι.

Sword-shaped flames soared into the sky, and scorching air waves rolled out like a rainbow.

For a moment, Lu Rui and Lu Qiu felt as if they were in a furnace, letting the fire burn.

call out!

Before they had time to react, they saw the woman in red with a peerless face but with extremely cold brows making a move.

I saw the flames in her hand condensed into a sword, and the sword rushed towards the 'Tongxuan Formation'.

Where the three-foot long sword condensed by flames passed, the air flow in the air was separated, and the clear and crisp sound of the sword resounded.

However, although this sword contained extremely powerful power, when it landed on the 'Tongxuan Formation', it seemed to be submerged in the cotton ball, and it had nowhere to exert its strength.

call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!

...

Feng Tianwu, whose beautiful and pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, was not discouraged by the miss of the first sword, and the flame condensed sword in her hand kept darting out, as if she didn't know how tired she was at all.

After unknowingly how many swords were fired, Feng Tianwu's speed slowed down, and the flame condensing sword in his hand collapsed.

Lu Rui and Lu Qiu, who were standing aside, were stunned.

Their gazes were tacitly falling on the void above Feng Tianwu's head.

There, 8,000 ancient horned dragon phantoms were gradually disappearing, and they disappeared completely after a while.

"The power of eight thousand ancient horned dragons!"

Lu Rui and Lu Qiu looked at each other, and they could see inexplicable shock in each other's eyes.

Obviously, Feng Tianwu's strength frightened them.

"Demon Emperor!"

The next moment, such a thought popped up in the hearts of both of them at the same time,

It is guessed that Feng Tianwu is a 'monster', and the king of monsters, a powerful existence in the 'monster realm'.

In their view.

Feng Tianwu looked to be only in her early twenties, if she was a human being, she couldn't be a 'Martial Emperor'.

However, they don't know.

Although Feng Tianwu can display the 'Emperor Realm Profound Truth', her cultivation is only at the first level of the Void Transformation Realm.

With such a cultivation level, it is not worth mentioning in front of the two major 'esoteric truths' she has mastered!

"It seems that the old guy next to Lu Song did not die at the hands of a strong man hiding behind Elder Duan as Elder Zhi said... He should have died at the hands of Miss Tianwu."

Unlike Lu Qiu's shock, Lu Rui thought more because he knew more.

Seeing that she was unable to break through the 'Formation of Tongxuan', Feng Tianwu put away the two 'profound meanings' of communication and mobilization, and stood there quietly, motionless.

Time passed quietly, but Feng Tianwu still stood straight, without any movement from beginning to end, as if turned into a statue.

"Boy Lu Rui, do you know her origin?"

At some point, Lu Qi couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart, Yuan Li concentrated his voice and asked Lu Rui.

"I only know that she is Elder Duan's confidante... As for her specific origin, I don't know either."

Lu Rui Yuanli replied with a condensed voice.

"If there is no accident, she should be a powerful 'Demon Emperor'! Elder Duan, you are indeed the 'reincarnation' of that one, who can even hook up with a 'Demon Emperor', and can make her so desperate .”

Lu Qiu sighed while concentrating his energy and communicating with Lu Rui.

Lu Rui nodded in agreement and agreed.

With the 'Tongxuan Formation' as the boundary, the inside and outside are completely two different worlds.

In the outside world, some people are worried about Duan Lingtian's safety.

In the world inside, Duan Lingtian is happily enjoying the baptism of the 'power of artistic conception'.

In a semi-conscious state, he can feel the rapid improvement of his "artistic conception" every moment.

The improvement of "artistic conception" also means the improvement of one's strength.

Duan Lingtian enjoyed this feeling very much.

While Duan Lingtian was absorbing the three kinds of "power of artistic conception" to his heart's content, Xiong Quan, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, was also enjoying the baptism of the "power of artistic conception" refined through the "shard of artistic conception of the sword".

His 'sword artistic conception' is also improving at an extremely terrifying speed.

However, it is different from Duan Lingtian who can clearly feel the improvement of his "artistic concept" every moment.

The current Xiong Quan seems to be in a state of deep sleep, ignorant of his own improvement.

He is completely passively absorbing the 'power of artistic conception'.

Time passed quietly.

Duan Lingtian didn't know how long it had passed.

Suddenly, with a shock for no reason, he woke up completely.

"The artistic conception of wind... has also broken through to the 'Nine High Levels'!"

Duan Lingtian didn't open his eyes, he raised his hand lightly, he could feel the breath of 'wind' around his body.

At this moment, the 'wind' around his body does not seem to be much different from the 'wind' in nature.

Duan Lingtian knew in his heart that this was a sign that his 'Artistic Conception of Wind' had reached its limit.

One step further is to comprehend the 'Profound Meaning of Wind'!

The profound meaning of wind is the existence closest to the 'wind' in nature.

"Now I am a veritable 'Void Realm Peak Warrior'."

At the same time, Duan Lingtian's heart moved, and he secretly thought.

Although, before entering the 'Tongxuan Formation' this time, his strength was no less than that of an ordinary 'Void Realm Peak Martial Artist', but that was only his strength.

His cultivation base, as well as the 'artistic concept' he comprehended, were far inferior to the 'Peak Warrior of the Void Realm'.

Now, his cultivation base has stepped into the 'Ninth Level of Void Transformation Realm', and both of his 'Artistic Conceptions' have also broken through to the 'Ninth Level of High Level'.

This is exactly the sign of the 'Void Realm Peak Martial Artist'!

Even if his strength was comparable to that of a 'Peak Warrior of the Void Realm' in the past, it was only 'comparable', not a true 'Peak Warrior of the Void Realm'.

At this moment, he can be regarded as the real "Peak Warrior of the Void Realm"!

I don't know when, the cyan wind around Duan Lingtian's body quickly spun, like turning into a cyan dragon, swimming around Duan Lingtian.

boom!

All of a sudden, this cyan dragon opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a fiery red flame. The flames were vast and raging, and turned into a dragon in a blink of an eye.

This dragon is a fiery red dragon.

The fiery red dragon is comparable to the blue dragon in terms of body size and breath.

It is the divine dragon transformed into the "nine layers of high-level fire artistic conception"!

Duan Lingtian's "Artistic Conception of Fire" does not need to be comprehended separately, only the "Artistic Conception of Wind" needs to be improved, and the "Artistic Conception of Fire" will also be improved accordingly.

Just like now.

Duan Lingtian comprehended the 'Nine-Layer High-Level Artistic Conception of Wind', and his 'Fire Artistic Conception', which he had never deliberately comprehended, also successfully broke through to the 'Nine-Layer High-Level Artistic Conception'.

His "artistic conception of fire" was born from the "artistic conception of wind", and is closely connected with the "artistic conception of wind", and changes with the change of "artistic conception of wind".

After a while, the two dragons collapsed, and Duan Lingtian put away the two 'artistic concepts'.

"Continue... strive to raise the 'Thunder Conception' to the 'Ninth Level High Level' as soon as possible. Then, there will be the 'Earth Conception'!"

Because the artistic conception of the sword and the artistic conception of the wind have broken through to the "nine-layer high-level" one after another, Duan Lingtian, who has tasted the sweetness, continues to absorb the other two and the last two "powers of artistic conception" non-stop.

The artistic conception of thunder and the artistic conception of the earth are rapidly improving, catching up with the pace of the "artistic conception of sword" and "artistic conception of wind", gradually approaching.

The Lu family mansion, in the south area, is where the Lu family entertains guests.

Here, there are independent mansions and some courtyards that are much smaller than the 'mansion'.

Anyone who comes to the Lu family and can live in the mansion is generally a person of status, and is regarded as a "guest" by the Lu family.

As for ordinary guests, they can only live in separate small courtyards, and there are no maids to serve and wait on them.

Now, in the pavilion in the front yard of an independent mansion in the south, there is an old man sitting.

The old man was wearing a silver robe, sitting at the stone table, quietly tasting the tea.

"The 'Elder Duan' of your Lu family is really arrogant... It seems that he really intends to make me wait for three to five months."

Suddenly, the silver-robed old man looked at the maid beside him, and said lightly.

The maid hadn't had time to respond.

call!

A figure appeared out of nowhere in the gazebo, and it appeared so abruptly that the expressions of the two maids standing on the side of the gazebo changed in fright.

"Shall I ask the Patriarch of the Lu family?"

The person who appeared now was a middle-aged man in green clothes. The middle-aged man looked at the silver-robed old man and asked tentatively.

"No need to."

The silver-robed old man shook his head lightly, "We are here to find someone, not trouble... It's up to you, I can afford to wait."

"Besides, I have a strong intuition... that Lu family elder will appear soon."

After speaking, the silver-robed old man murmured.

And when the old man in silver robe was whispering, the middle-aged man in green clothes disappeared out of thin air again, making the expressions of the two maids change again, and their delicate bodies trembled with fear.

Soon, another month passed.

In the Lu family's mansion, in a spacious side hall, the clouds that gathered together gradually dissipated.

"Ok?"

Soon, the only person guarding the side hall, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating at a low altitude, slowly opened his eyes.

This is a pair of autumn eyes like water, just one glance seems to be able to charm all living beings.

In addition, she also has a pretty face that can be said to be all over the country, but her pretty face is always covered with a layer of frost, exuding a cold breath, repelling people thousands of miles away.

As the clouds cleared, a high platform and two figures clearly appeared in front of her eyes.

One of the middle-aged men was directly ignored by her.

Her gaze fell on the young man in purple for the first time, and then she couldn't move away, as if it had taken root and sprouted on the young man in purple.

"call!"

At this time, the young man in purple who was sitting cross-legged on the high platform opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

His pair of eyes are as bright as stars, like a lamp, illuminating the dark night.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

At this moment, an excited laugh rang out, completely breaking the tranquility of the side hall.