Martial Arts Overlord Chapter 2122: The Holy Land disciple “Yang Wan’er”
In the room, there is a shining golden breath of blood, and the air is full of strong blood.
This **** smell doesn't make people feel disgusting. Inhaled into the mouth, it feels refreshing.
In a corner of the room, the blood lotus figure is suspended in the air. Except for the source of the demon blood on the chest, her body is in a slightly translucent state. A variety of pure yin and blood-enriching spiritual objects are suspended around her. Circling slowly.
Om!
Every time the source of the demon blood throbs, among these pure yin and blood-enriching spiritual things, a strong breath continues to escape, which is the pure Yin medicinal power contained in it.
On the other side, Luo Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, with his hands in the Dantian position, with a **** spirit fruit in his palm.
The blood-colored spirit fruit is the spiritual object he obtained from the bee honeybee hive. With every breath he breathes, a blood-golden aura emerges from the spirit fruit, following the chakras in his palm, into his body .
Gradually, a strange blood and gold aura appeared in Luo Feng's whole body...
Since the cultivation base reached the pinnacle of Yuanhai Realm and became Hundong Longyuan, Hundong Longyuan has been silent all the time. This also made Luo Feng difficult on his way to break through the Distraction Realm and fell into an unprecedented training bottleneck.
And this time on Bloodmist Island, the strange blood qi in the blood lake made him change for the first time in the mixed hole Long Yuan who had been silent in his body, which made Luo Feng see the hope of breaking through the distraction state. .
Among these spiritual things obtained from the honeybee hive, there is a strange blood aura and the same aura in the blood lake. Luo Feng wants to verify whether his guess is correct:
Perhaps these vitality are the key to his breakthrough in the distraction state!
The Nine Transformations of the Shenlong are moving, the blood and gold breath entering the body begins to blend into the true essence, circulating the limbs and hundreds of skeletons.
At this moment, the mixed dragon yuan slowly circling in the dantian shocked slightly, and the pale golden dragon shadow suddenly burst out with a terrifying light in his eyes, and a majestic force spread, Luo Feng watched intently Looking at him, there is a feeling of being drawn into it, mysterious and mysterious.
Ang!
Long Ying opened his huge mouth and roared up to the sky. The invisible sound echoed through Luo Feng's veins. For a moment, as if being pulled by invisible force, the blood golden aura in the veins began to quickly converge towards the dantian and finally disappeared. At the end of the opened dragon mouth.
After swallowing a large amount of blood golden aura, a series of **** auras began to emerge in the dragon shadow.
At a glance, like the meridians and blood vessels of the whole body, inextricably linked, the light golden light bursting from the entire dragon body is getting stronger and stronger, giving people an illusion of coming to life, like a real dragon.
"My guess is indeed correct. These spiritual things also contain the mysterious aura of the blood lake."
His mind felt the change of the Dragon Yuan of Mixed Cave, and Luo Feng showed joy on his face. As the blood gold aura continued to be swallowed, he could clearly feel the growth of the Dragon Yuan of Mixed Cave, and the realm bottleneck was faintly loosened.
Undoubtedly, if he continues to practice in this way, one day, he can separate his soul, refine into the incarnation of the soul, and advance to the realm of distraction!
"Continue to practice!"
Excited, Luo Feng threw away the spirit fruit that had exhausted its medicinal power, and took out several more spiritual objects from the blood lake from the storage ring, closed his eyes, and turned the Shenlong Nine Transformations to the limit.
Luo Feng was immersed in cultivation practice, and Luo Feng gradually forgot the passage of time.
When Luo Feng took the Ragescale to Floating Iceland, Yang Wan'er accomplished an important task.
Zhongtianyu, ten phantoms.
The Shifang Fantasy Realm is a strange area that exists in the middle heaven. It is said that in the barbaric era, a peerless powerhouse fought with a monster outside the realm. When they reached the Shifang Fantasy Realm, each other reached their limits, and finally confronted each other with their spirits. , And both fell.
How powerful are the spirits of the two. Although the deity died in battle, the residual spirits have been hovering in this area. After hundreds of thousands of years, they have not dissipated, forming a unique space.
Those who step into this space will be affected by both divine thoughts and fall into the illusion of all kinds of things. If they can’t wake up, they will be trapped in it forever. Therefore, there are ten directions in the illusion. Known as.
The phantom gates of the nine holy places exist in the ten phantom realms.
Among the dense clouds, a mountain peak resembling a gourd is suspended, and a huge palace stands on top of the peak.
This palace is the place where the disciples under the Phantom Gate are assessed.
At this moment, a slender figure walked out of the palace, it was Yang Wan'er.
"Unexpectedly, it took so long..."
Yang Wan'er looked at the token in her hand and let out a soft moan between her red lips.
In her right palm, there is a strange jade card that seems to be flowing with moonlight, which is the identity of the disciple of the Phantom Gate.
After the separation from Luo Feng, Yang Wan'er went directly to the Shifang Mirage. Her goal was simple: to become a disciple of the Phantom Gate.
When she learned that she was a late-stage power of Yuanhai Realm and participated in the First Battle of the Blue Mountain Kingdom, the disciples of the Phantom Gate immediately welcomed Yang Wan'er into the Phantom Gate.
When she is less than twenty years old, she is already a powerful ability in the late Yuanhai realm. This kind of talent is also considered excellent in the nine holy sites. After the elder of the Phantom Gate checked Yang Wan'er's identity, she immediately arranged an assessment for her. It's not the assessment of beginner disciples, but the assessment of inner disciples.
As a result, Yang Wan'er simply passed the inner disciple assessment, which made the outer elder in charge of the assessment even more afraid to neglect.
The strength shown by Yang Wan'er has already pursued the Ten Saints, and immediately arranged for her a true disciple assessment.
For a time, Yang Wan'er became a figure in the Phantom Gate.
Every year, there are geniuses who apply for admission to the Holy Land, but once they enter the Holy Land, the geniuses who are assessed as true disciples are not to mention unique, but also one of the few. You must know that they are directly promoted as true disciples when they enter the Holy Land. The privilege of the child.
It's just that Yang Wan'er was worried about other things in her heart, she didn't care about the assessment. During the assessment, she didn't use the Emperor's Heart Burning Tianyan. In the end, she failed the last two items of the true disciple appraisal, and only gained the status of the inner disciple. .
"It's time to see her."
Looking at the inner disciple identity token in her hand, Yang Wan'er sighed slightly, put the token on her body directly, and walked down the square.
For a moment, many sights converged on the square, and the atmosphere became a little subtle.
The male disciple looked at Yang Wan'er's eyes with a little scorching heat.
Some female disciples rolled their red lips, with envy and jealousy in their eyes. Even if they were women, they had to admit that they were far inferior to Yang Wan'er in terms of temperament and appearance. As for talents Strength, as soon as the opponent enters the Phantom Gate, he becomes an inner disciple. In addition to the true disciple, there are also those enchanting evildoers. Who can compare?
At this moment, several male phantom disciples straightened their clothes and approached.
"Congratulations to Junior Sister for passing the assessment."
The person speaking is a young disciple of the inner sect. He is dressed in a beautiful costume and wears a shining sword at his waist. He is leaning in shape, has a handsome face, looks like a bright star, and looks handsome with a right smile. Extraordinary, so that the nearby girls' disciples looked sideways, invisibly, the jealousy towards Yang Wan'er was a little bit more.
Yang Wan'er stopped and said politely: "Thank you."
Young Junyi smiled and said: "Junior Sister, you just entered our Phantom Gate. I am afraid that many places are unfamiliar. How about I take Junior Sister to stroll around."
"No trouble."
Yang Wan'er refused directly, and suddenly said: "Do you know where the fantasy butterfly is?"
"Sister Huadie?"
Hearing Yang Waner's refusal, the young Junyi's face was slightly stiff. When she heard her questioning Phantom Butterfly, her brows were frowned, and she muttered: "Senior Sister Phantom Die is from the Shadow Hall, on the northwestern Shadow Peak. Junior sister knows Fancy. Butterflies? Their Shadow Hall, but they are all... I advise Junior Sister not to go."
The handsome young man wanted to speak but stopped, and kept secret from Shadow Hall.
"Thank you for telling me, I have my own plan."
Yang Wan'er smiled sweetly.
Junyi's young man's eyes were hot, and Yang Wan'er's voice sounded just as he was about to speak.
"Also, you and I are disciples of the same generation. We want to distinguish between superiority and inferiority based on strength. You are only the fifth level of Yuanhai Realm. You should call me Senior Sister. Goodbye."
After finishing speaking, Yang Wan'er stepped lightly and turned into a stream of flames and swept northwest.
The young Junyi looked stiff in the direction where Yang Wan'er was leaving.
A young man next to him smiled and said: "I can't imagine that the prince of the dignified Yunlan Kingdom would also be flat in front of women."
The young man Junyi took a deep breath and looked at the direction where Yang Wan'er was leaving~IndoMTL.com~ clenched her fists and said: "Don't worry, she will be mine sooner or later."
"I don't see it easy."
The young man shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "This kind of arrogant girl is always above the top and will only follow people who are stronger than him. It is not easy for you to surpass her. Moreover, I have inquired, she seems to have a fiance. Guess who it is?"
Junyi young man frowned: "Who?"
"Ten Saint Son Luo Feng!" The young man smiled.
"Ten Saint Son Luofeng?"
Jun Yi young man was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "It's just a dead person, then my confidence is even greater. When a woman is most vulnerable, it is when her feelings are frustrated."
……
Yang Wan'er flew for dozens of miles to the northwest, passing by the floating peaks, to the Shadow Peak.
On the Peak of Shadow, the whole body is enveloped by faint black clouds, like a ghost domain, which looks extremely gloomy and terrifying. Through the black clouds, you can see countless palaces located in it. When you look closely, it disappears again. In fact, it seems mysterious.
Swipe! brush!
"Who is it?"
"I don’t know if people who are not in Shadow Hall are not allowed to approach Shadow Peak?"
Just as Yang Wan'er approached, a cold shout sounded, and the black wind rolled, silently, two Phantom Gate disciples, who were covered in black cloaks, intercepted the pair in front of Yang Wan'er under the cloak The eyes were cold and frosty.
"I am Yang Wan'er, a disciple of the inner sect. I would like to see the phantom butterfly. Please inform me." Yang Wan'er said neither overbearing nor overbearing.
"Are you that Yang Wan'er?"
The two disciples' eyes flashed.
The person on the left shook his head and said: "Sister Huandie is retreating, and there is no guest."
Yang Wan'er frowned slightly, and said, "Can you two tell Phantom Butterfly, I have something important to ask her."
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