War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

The five deputy castle masters of Canglang Castle all stared blankly at the phantom shadows of seven hundred ancient horned dragons above Zi Shang's head in the void, and their hearts were not only shocked, but also shocked.

The artistic conception of triple high-level wind!

It was comparable to the power of four hundred ancient horned dragons.

A high-level artistic conception of fire!

It was comparable to the power of two hundred ancient horned dragons.

In addition, through 'Fire Borrowing Wind', the power of a hundred ancient horned dragons can be added.

All together, the power of seven hundred ancient horned dragons!

The other eight disciples of Cangwolf Castle present were stunned and couldn't recover for a long time.

After a while, a disciple of Canglang Castle came back to his senses, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and murmured: "Didn't the vice-masters say that after we entered the 'Tongxuan Formation'..."

"The low-level 'Dongxu Artistic Conception' may be improved by two or three levels; but the high-level 'Dongxu Artistic Conception' can only be improved by one or two levels?"

After speaking, he looked at Zi Shang, "But he..."

"Perhaps, there is something wrong with the 'Tongxuan Formation'. I feel that I stayed in it for more than three hours, and maybe our improvement is as great as Zishang."

Another disciple of Canglang Castle hurriedly mobilized his "artistic conception" between words, and while mobilizing, he said: "Before I entered the 'Tongxuan Formation', what I comprehended was 'the artistic conception of the fifth-level middle-level thunder'... No accident, I should have comprehended the 'Void Transformation Mood' by now!"

For a moment, including Zi Shang, everyone's eyes fell on the void above the head of this Canglang Castle disciple, where the power of heaven and earth was turbulently brewing, and the vision of heaven and earth gradually solidified.

There was a sneer on the corner of Zi Shang's mouth.

Even this trash deserves to be compared with him?

Soon, phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared in the void above the heads of the disciples of Canglang Castle, and the number continued to increase, and finally it was fixed at 'eighty'.

The power of eighty ancient horned dragons represents the "seven layers of cave virtual artistic conception".

"The artistic conception of the seventh-level middle-level thunder? How is it possible!"

Looking at the phantom shadows of eighty ancient horned dragons above the void,

The disciple of Canglang Castle's face darkened, "Isn't the gap between this and Zishang too big?"

At this time, the remaining disciples of Canglang Castle, including Ye Ling, tried to show their "artistic conception" one by one.

In the end, they found that the one who had improved the most among them had only increased by three levels, and the 'fourth level of cave virtual conception' comprehended by a Canglangbao disciple had been upgraded to the 'sixth level'.

All of a sudden, eyes focused on Zi Shang, full of surprise and puzzlement.

A smug smile appeared on Zi Shang's face.

He enjoyed this feeling very much.

"It's a pity that the cultivation level is still a bit short... I hope that when I enter the 'Emperor Wu's Secret Treasure', I can successfully break through to the 'Seventh Layer of the Void Cave Realm'!"

Zi Shang's heart moved, and he thought to himself.

Sword Gate.

As one of the four major powers in the area south of the Northern Desert, the Sword Gate is located in two adjacent vast valleys.

There are two valleys, one is 'Dao Valley', which belongs to the location of 'Daomen'; the other is 'Sword Valley', which belongs to the location of 'Sword Gate'.

In the middle of the Sword Valley and the Sword Valley, there is a towering hill with continuous buildings standing on it, which is the place where the high-level members of the Sword Gate usually live and practice.

Today, in a palace on a hill, five people stand before a high platform.

On the high platform, fog shrouded.

Among the five people, there are two elderly people and three middle-aged men.

If Duan Lingtian was here, he would definitely be able to recognize these three middle-aged men at a glance. They are the deputy head of the Sword Sect, 'Jian Shisan', the deputy head of the Sword Sect, 'Dao Wu', and the elder of the Sword Sect, 'Feng'. no way'.

It's just that Feng Wudao's face is a bit solemn now, staring closely at the mist on the high platform in front of him, a little nervous.

"Two sect masters."

Feng Wudao couldn't help but look at the two old men, and asked solemnly: "This 'Formation of Tongxuan'...will there really be no persecution for the 'Fire Spirit Body'?"

"It stands to reason that it would not be... Moreover, I have never heard of a case where an accident occurs after an 'innate spirit body' enters the 'Tongxuan Formation'."

One of the tall and straight old men shook his head.

"Don't worry, since that girl Tianwu is an 'Innate Spirit Body', there will only be benefits and no disadvantages in the 'Profound Formation' where the 'Power of Artistic Conception' is everywhere."

Another thin old man said.

The two old men are the two sect masters of the sword gate, who are in charge of the 'sword gate' and 'sword gate' respectively.

"It's a pity that Tianwu girl can't take the spirit fruit... Otherwise, with her comprehension of the 'Artistic Conception of Fire' and her astonishing strength, if she enters the Emperor Wu's secret treasury, she will definitely do something!"

Jian Shisan sighed.

Feng Wudao and the two old men fell silent for a moment when they heard the words.

Feng Tianwu's comprehension in the "Artistic Conception of Fire" is extremely astonishing, but her cultivation is still only at the "Third Level of Cave and Void Realm", not even as good as many disciples of the Sword Sect.

If it weren't for her amazing 'Fire Conception', she wouldn't even be eligible to enter the 'Tongxuan Formation' and enjoy the baptism of hundreds of 'Artistic Conception Fragments'.

"It will be three hours soon."

Dao Wu, who was standing aside, suddenly brightened his eyes, and looked expectantly at the 'Tongxuan Formation' that shrouded the high platform in front of him.

Hearing Dao Wu's words, the other four looked at the 'Tongxuan Formation' together.

After a while, the mist on the high platform gathered, revealing his true colors.

Ten young men and women sat cross-legged everywhere, and it took a while for them to wake up one by one.

"Dancer!"

Looking at the beautiful figure who was slowly standing up, Feng Wudao showed a happy smile on his face, and finally let go of his suspended heart.

"father."

When Feng Tianwu heard the voice, she looked at Feng Wudao, a smile appeared on her pretty face, "I made you worry."

"It's fine, it's fine."

Feng Wudao shook his head.

At this time, the power of heaven and earth above the void was turbulent, and the situation was changing.

But the other nine disciples of the Sword Sect, including Su Li, Long Yun, and Zhang Shouyong, showed their 'artistic conception' one by one, aroused the power of heaven and earth, and transformed the vision of heaven and earth.

Their "artistic conception" has more or less improved two or three levels.

"Tianwu, let's see how much your 'Fire Conception' has improved?"

The thin old man looked at Feng Tianwu kindly.

"Yes, door master."

Hearing the words of the head of the Jianmen sect, Feng Tianwu didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, the red dress on her body rose up in turmoil, as if turning into a flaming flame.

"Su Li, are you really not interested in this Feng Tianwu? If you are not interested, senior brother, I will not be polite."

A green-clothed young man standing beside Su Li looked at Feng Tianwu with a trace of hot desire, wishing to take it for himself.

"Brother Lian, I've already told you... Tianwu has someone in her heart."

Su Li frowned, and said, "That man is not something you can afford!"

"Are you talking about the 'Duan Lingtian' who was going to come to our sword gate with you, but was chased and killed by the people of Canglang Castle on the way, and even disappeared?"

The young man in green gave a disdainful smile, "Let's not talk about whether he is dead now... Even if he is not dead, I am not afraid of him! What is the 'first' in martial arts in ten dynasties, that kind of rubbish 'martial arts' is not at all Worth mentioning."

Hearing the young man in green cursing Duan Lingtian, Su Li's face darkened, his eyes flickered coldly, his fists were clenched tightly, but he didn't attack after all.

Not to mention that the status of this young man in green is not low, as far as the opponent's strength is far superior to him now.

A body cultivated to the "Eight Layers of Cave and Void Realm" and comprehending the "Nine Layers of Sword Art".

It's not comparable to what he is now.

Because everyone's attention is now on 'Feng Tianwu', no one else heard the conversation between Su Li and the young man in green.

Wow!

At the same time, around Feng Tianwu's body, gusts of scorching breath swept away, setting off gusts of scorching wind, blowing in all directions.

call! call! call! call! call!

...

The fierce wind with scorching breath made the faces of several sword disciples with weaker cultivation bases change, turning pale.

Under the eyes of everyone, Feng Tianwu's whole body was enveloped by a burst of flames, which set off her red robe, making her look like a fire elf.

Wow!

Above the void, the power of heaven and earth was turbulent, and visions of heaven and earth appeared.

In a moment, dozens of phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared.

"Nine...nine layers of intermediate fire artistic conception?"

Looking at the phantoms of a hundred ancient horned dragons in the void above Feng Tianwu's head, everyone present turned to petrification, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Soon, they came back to their senses, and their faces changed drastically.

The reason why he regained consciousness was that after the appearance of a hundred phantoms of ancient horned dragons, as the flames on Feng Tianwu continued to rise, another hundred phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared.

Two hundred phantoms of ancient horned dragons appeared in front of everyone in a blink of an eye.

"A high-level artistic conception of fire!"

Including the two sect masters of Daomen and Jianmen, at this moment, everyone's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and their faces were full of horror.

Before Feng Tianwu entered the 'Tongxuan Formation', it seemed that he had only comprehended the 'Fifth Layer Intermediate Fire Conception'.

And now, after she came out of the 'Tongxuan Formation', she actually comprehended the 'First Stage High-level Fire Conception'?

When they saw the phantoms of two hundred ancient horned dragons, which turned into three hundred phantoms of ancient horned dragons in a moment, everyone became numb and stared dumbfounded at the scene before them.

"Second...second level high-level fire artistic conception?!"

Su Li gasped.

"No... it's not just the second-level high-level fire artistic conception, the number of phantoms of ancient horned dragons is still rising."

Zhang Shouyong widened his eyes and murmured.

Indeed, the number of phantoms of ancient horned dragons above Feng Tianwu's head was still increasing.

Those 300 phantoms of ancient horned dragons soon turned into 400 phantoms of ancient horned dragons.

Immediately afterwards, it turned into five hundred phantoms of ancient horned dragons.

Still continuing to improve.

Before they knew it, everyone became numb.

"This is the 'Fire Spirit Body'? Could it be that she has absorbed all the 'power of artistic conception' refined by the formation of the Tong Xuan from the 'fragments of the artistic conception of fire'?"

Jian Shisan looked dull and muttered to himself.