Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter 442 Giant Spirit Bloodline

After half an hour, a table of wine and vegetables was eaten and drunk.

But Cheng Fengsan feels only full.

The reason for this is all due to the little white bird!

Don't look at the size of the little white bird, but it is a big stomach king. It eats almost half of it.

It's really hard to imagine how the little white bird's belly could hold so many things?

It's a violation of common sense, it's incredible!

"It's a bit small, it's really delicious!"

At the table, Tyron stared at the little white bird still grabbing a wine jar and pouring wine into his mouth.

Even Jian Wu, who was indifferent to everything, could not help but glance at the little white bird.

"It seems that we have to practice the speed of eating in the future."

Cheng Feng also shook his head and smiled: "Otherwise, eating with this kid will be stressful."

After chatting with Tailong for a while, Tailong proposed to go outside.

But Cheng Feng and Jian Shui were both refused, and planned to adjust and relax.

Seeing that Cheng Feng didn't want to go, Tailong had no interest.

So the three returned to their rooms, and the little white bird was still interested in cleaning the wine in the empty wine jar.

After entering the room, Cheng Feng sat down cross-legged, relaxed his body, and began to adjust his state.

These days, Cheng Feng has been in a state of fierce fighting and intense tension. It can be said that there is no rest for a moment, and the energy and physical consumption are huge. You must take good care of it.

Exhale ~~ **** ~~

Exhale ~~ **** ~~

Cheng Feng's eyes were slightly closed, his spirit relaxed, and his body gradually relaxed.

Immediately around the free vitality, a trace of infiltration into Cheng Feng's body, warming Cheng Feng's fatigued body, so that the flesh, fascia, all nourished, slowly restored to the peak.

In this way, after four or five hours had passed, Cheng Feng opened his eyes stunned, and the whole person was already energetic and fierce.

The fatigue of many days has been swept away!

"I have benefited a lot from the burial mountain journey."

After the state returned to its peak, Cheng Feng began to summarize the gains and losses: "Especially I got the remaining three components of the War God armor, so that my combat strength can fully compete with ordinary broken fifth-level masters."

"But God of War armor is an external force after all, it is a hole card and cannot be used at will."

"If I cast aside the armor of war, my cultivation is still quite inadequate. I need to cultivate a lot and improve."

Cheng Feng's mental maturity, he did not become proud or complacent because he obtained the armor of war.

Instead, he is deeply aware of his shortcomings and is prepared to fill them.

"At present, I have the power of three virtual dragons, and it is a half-step broken state."

"So what I need to do most is to turn the power of these three virtual dragons into practice, to turn falsehood into reality, to consolidate into a dragon, and to enter the broken realm."

Cheng Feng contemplates: "Second is martial arts skills."

"My martial arts, the Sky Eagle aspect, the rising dragon burst, and the broken seven styles have been practiced to the end. Only the six changes of the dragon and the dragon, the mad sword and power, the purple thunder refining method, the thunder cannon fist, and the shadow puppet method. "

"But the Six Changes of Dragons and Dragons and Doctrines require the help of swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is not enough. It is extremely difficult to cultivate and need not be considered for the time being."

"So all that remains is the Purple Thunder Refining Technique, the Thunder Cannon Boxing, and the Shadow Howling."

"My next training goal is to focus on these four areas."

Cheng Feng whispered: "In addition, the level and power of these martial arts have gradually fallen behind me, and new martial arts need to be considered."

"It's just a pity that the emperor-level martial arts sword-calling method from the sword and magic palace is too evil."

"Otherwise, it would be the best martial art for me!"

The method of summoning the magic sword is indeed very evil. It can be called an emperor-level evil skill. When you practice, it is very easy to be surprised.

For example, its first level requires the practitioner to get into the magic first, which is simply outrageous!

This one alone is prohibitive for many people.

This is also the main reason that Cheng Feng got the Summoning Sword, but put it on the shelf and did not practice.

嘭 嘭 嘭 ～～～

Just as Cheng Feng was meditating, the door was suddenly struck by people.

Just listening to this movement, Cheng Feng doesn't need to guess, it must be Tailong.

as expected……

After a smashing of the door, Tailong's loud voice rang: "Cheng Feng, come out quickly, it's as if you're stealing something and getting caught."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Feng immediately stood up and opened the door.

"What the **** is going on?"

"I also listen to people."

Tailong said: "It seems that Xiao Diao sneaked into the Dragonscale Mountain Recruit Barracks, prepared the 100-year-old wine for the celebration of the Recruit Barracks, and gave them a drink."

"Now it seems to be surrounded by recruits in the recruit barracks. It is said that you want to catch Xiao Budian and then cook it and eat it!"

After listening to Tailong's words, a line appeared on Cheng Feng's forehead.

Little white bird is really uneasy, in order to drink, he actually did the stealing.

You steal it, and you are arrested for a current one!

This is simply --- pit father!

"Where is Longlin Mountain Recruit Camp, do you know?" Cheng Fengqiang resisted the urge to curse and asked.

"Know, come with me."

Tyrone replied, and he opened his thick legs and led the way in front of his head.

About ten minutes later, Cheng Feng and the two came to a sloping mountain.

This mountain, one by one, is of the same size and arranged in a row, which looks like giant scale armors from afar.

Undoubtedly, this is the place for the training and training of the recruits of the mighty army of Gods, Dragon Scale Mountain.

When Cheng Feng entered Dragonscale Mountain, he heard a scream of curse immediately.

They were scolding the little white bird for being cunning and slipping and not keeping a hand.

Hearing these scolds, Cheng Feng was relieved, at least to prove that the little white bird had not been caught by these recruits.

But at this moment, an overbearing voice suddenly sounded.

"Hold it off for me, I will use the power of the giant spirit to shoot this little thing with one palm!"

The master of this overbearing voice seemed very prestigious.

At the hearing of this person's action, many people talked.

"Yu Wenze is going to take a shot. This time, he must be able to catch that chick."

"Yes, Yu Wenze is one of the eight major families of Yujing. Although the people of Yu Wen's family are from a side line, they also have the blood of giant spirits.

"Once this bloodline has been evoked, even the masters of the Broken Realm have to lose!"

Hearing these voices, Cheng Feng's brow frowned, and he immediately accelerated his pace.

When he and Tailong came to a mountain, he immediately saw that the little white bird was surrounded by a dozen young warriors in front of a cliff.

In the middle of the cliff, a healthy young man suddenly doubled his upper body, and his chest muscle almost burst his shirt.

At the same time, his two big hands shot at the little white bird.

Om ~~~

The two overbearing forces rolled from side to side to the little white bird, and their power was quite overbearing.

If it is shot by these two forces, let alone a little white bird, even an iron man will be shot into a pinch of iron powder! ,