Martial Myth System

"Meow~, what is this..., demonic energy...no, it is divine force!"

Nanke squatted on the street, feeling Remote source of vibration.

As the fifth Monster Sovereign, Nanke used to be able to plan with Divine Grade, and has its own advantages in the perception of divine force.

Han Feng stood by the window, looking at the black peaks rising into the distance, and perceiving the vast and mysterious power in it.

"divine force..."

Han Feng looked at his palm, and silently perceives the thin divine force of the inanimate mother that is connected through the Taoist Demon Seed.

"What's that thing!? Is it a mechanical fall!?"

bang!! ! ! ! !

A terrible explosion blasted above the black mountains in the distance, and the earth plunged into a terrifying shock.

It’s not too late. Most of the people in the city have not yet fallen asleep. They fled their homes in panic and screamed in the shaking city.

"Help! Help!"

"Earth Dragon has turned over!! Hurry up and run out of the city!"

The streets are panicked The crowd began to rush into each other, knocking down an unknown number of floor cards.

"meow! Boss, the situation is not right, it is the tomb of Spiritual God!"

Nan Ke jumped from the street back to Han Feng's shoulder and said to Han Feng.

Han Feng frowned and slowly lifted off.

"The situation is wrong, what is blowing from there?"

Nanke responded:

"It's dust! It's the shrine's remains that broke the earth's crust. If you don’t stop it, the dust on the surface that has been brought up from time to time, if you don’t stop it, the dust will submerge here like a sandstorm."

"Sandstorm?" Han Feng's left hand turned into a heavenly punishment sword, after the smelting of thousands of martial arts The power turned into nine extremely long rune chains. "Now, does our boss have to deal with this Celestial Phenomenon weapon?"

Han Feng threw his arm hard, and the heavenly punishment sword held the nine rune chains straight. Inserted in the middle of the city.

Nine chains are like nine huge tails, flying in the sky, and then firmly anchored in all directions of the city, locking the city in the form of nails.

[Tian Xing Sword] Carrying the power of Han Feng's tens of thousands of Martial Dao to suppress the earth, the tumultuous city instantly calms down.

When the people in the city saw this, they all raised their heads to look at Han Feng in the sky in black and white feather cloak.

The long hair is scattered, and the expression is indifferent.

Han Feng spreads his voice with Inner Strength:

"I am Han Feng, the master of the Sword Suspension Department. Everyone in the city should not panic. This is the cause of a weird heresy. You and others have their own Imperial Court. Asylum, stay quiet in the city and don't make noise."

After that, Han Feng spatial flight, facing the smoke and dust in the sky.

Nan Ke stayed on Han Feng’s shoulder, looked at the tsunami-like dust in front of him, and said:

"Old Han, why don’t you open a Formation directly to protect the city below, like this It is difficult for Xiang Dong to control the light and invisible dirt and dust."

Han Feng moves and transforms with both hands, and the brilliant golden Martial Dao True Qi behind it is like the golden peak clouds.

"Since you want to take action, the scene is better. Isn't it too unprepared to be passively beaten."

while speaking, eight roots are transformed by golden True Qi. The huge wings of Han Feng took shape behind Han Feng.

Take it back, and then shake suddenly.

"Furthermore, this can just verify how far I have reached after learning tens of thousands of martial arts from the Pagoda."

The wings are like Heavenly God descending the earth, and a majestic wind emerges with a slight shock.

The splendid gale wind was blowing in front of the sky, and the tsunami-like dust stopped there.

The turbulent dust and the golden wind clash at a stalemate, as if two different worlds are colliding.

Han Feng is now in the sky, his back is like a Spiritual God.

When seeing this, some old people in the city knelt down and prayed to Han Feng.

"That's a god! Divine Immortal came down to save us!"

The city was noisy, but prayers came out neatly from the city.

Han Feng heard the voice in the city, turned his head and looked back in the city, and saw ordinary people kneeling and praying to him, but he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

In addition to ordinary civilians, there are also many Martial Artists in the city. Seeing Han Feng's method of blocking the dust tide, they are all secretly shocked.

The deeds of Han Feng and Jun Huaixu in defeating the Sanskrit God have been spread all over the country, but those who know a little know that it is not Han Feng's own strength to defeat the Sanskrit God.

Liguo Jianghu's evaluation of Han Feng is mostly an innate talent, a martial arts rookie who has great talent but is still on the rise.

Everyone’s praise for Han Feng stays more in Han Feng, as a small catcher in the countryside, overcoming obstacles and fighting against the major cults and demons of the martial arts, becoming the director of the Sword Suspension Department. The story is inspirational, rather than Han Feng's own martial arts level.

To this day, the martial artists in the city have discovered that even if Han Feng martial arts cannot overwhelm the martial arts like Huaixu, the former lord of the Sword Suspension Department, it is absolutely top-notch and even close to super-class. The expert.

"Nanke, do you know what kind of shrine remains, will it be dangerous to enter with my current strength?"

Han Feng mobilized his own martial arts Divine Art Body foundation, while asking Nan Ke on his shoulders.

The blue task of investigating the remains of the shrine has appeared in the mist.

[Task: Investigate the remains of the shrine]

[Reward: Grade 4 follower-iron bone ink calyx Mei Niansheng, Grade 3 follower-female version of Dongfang Bubai]

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Although Fog’s evaluation of the difficulty of exploring this place is blue, the rewards are actually not much worse than the purple task. If you are not cautious, it will be too miserable to fall in the sewer.

Nan Ke asked on Han Feng’s shoulder:

"I don’t know about these Spiritual God issues. , West, North, there are a lot of shrine remains under the ground. They are called shrines, but in fact they are the graves of Spiritual God. Some people get rare treasure from them, and some people get no news after entering it... but the world believes The point is that whenever these black mountains break out of the ground, it symbolizes that the troubled times of the entire Nine Provinces are coming."

"The troubled times of the entire Nine Provinces? is it possible that those dead and dead Spiritual God has to crawl out of the coffin?"

Han Feng internal strength is finished, and the Two Great Absolute Arts Yin-Yang Mutual Generation of Nine Yin and Nine Yangs, continuously creates the pure and mighty True Qi.

Han Feng then used this majestic force with the super enhanced version of "Six False Powers of Zhouliu".

The flow of the week and the six emptiness, the law uses all things.

Invisible pressure fell from the sky, and the majestic dust of the sky was instantly pressed to the ground under this pressure.

The pressure was so great that the ground in front of Han Feng sank two feet.

"It's not good. Anyway, the last time these things appeared was at the end of Ancient Era. After the troubled times ended, Nine Provinces turned directly into the pre-ancient era..."

Nan Ke licked his paw and said.

Han Feng listened and felt that things were a bit big.

"Forget it, I'll just go straight into the mountains. I don't think about things that are too far away."

As Han Feng said, I am going to the Sword Suspension Department in the city. , Town Martial Hall own garrison is asking a few words.

His whereabouts were not communicated to the Sword Suspension Department here, so they did not know that they were coming.

But I have already acted like this, so I still have to say a few words.

Suddenly, the black mountain in front of me suddenly exploded.

Hundreds of thick buckets of thunder hit the ground from above and below the sky.

A young man wearing a white ichthyosaur robe is standing in front of the black mountain, manipulating the thunder as if carrying hundreds of mortars on the strikes ground.

"Bold evil, Hugh can make trouble."

Han Feng and Nan Ke looked at each other in the sky.

It is worth noting that this person is close to Han Feng's age, and his martial arts mastering thunder is not much better than Han Feng's.

But...how does this person feel so second...