Martial Arts Overlord

Seeing the changes in the flame space, the ghost hand king's expression became more focused, his eyes flashed, and the void behind him condensed a sledgehammer burning with fierce flames, this is his soul of will!

Qiang Qiang...

With his hand pinching the Ling Jue, the King of Guishou used the hammer of will to continuously forge the sword, and melted the spirit patterns full of mysterious power.

Just like that, another day passed.

The prototype of the treasure knife in the flame space has changed again. A ring of invisible flame ripples spread out from the knife body, and the body of the knife bloomed with red crystal light. A fire dragon roared up and down in this crystal light, and the overbearing sword power filled it. Open it, burning the void with dark and twisted traces.

Only at this moment, Guishouwang breathed a sigh of relief, looking at his work, his tired face showed a slight smile:

"After another day of smelting, the knife can be quenched!"

Cang Nanyue asked, "Master, how long will it take to finish the quenching knife?"

Guishou Wang said: "The weapon spirit of this sword is the fire dragon vein, and it has swallowed the spirit of the purple thunder disk dragon knife itself. It is extraordinary overbearing. If it is just an ordinary tempering technique, it will take at least a few months or even longer. . However, with your thunder refining technique, coupled with the ancient dragon blood, I estimate that within two days, you can complete the quenching of the sword!"

The ghost hand king originally wanted to fuse the fire dragon vein with the remnant spirit of the purple thunder plate dragon knife, but he did not expect that this fire dragon vein was so domineering and would directly swallow the remnant spirit!

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Qianjiling.

In the valley, Luo Feng sat cross-legged on the grass, his brows were shining with three completely different will brilliance, and a circle of invisible vigor spread from him.

This ring of vigor collided with the air, immediately stirring up layers of ripples.

At the same time, Luo Feng's pores all over his body began to show golden glow.

The nearby vegetation was affected and began to grow wildly. In the end, it was a lot higher than the vegetation in other places, with a radius of 20 or 30 meters, as if it had become an independent world!

I don't know how long it has passed before, when the golden light gathered up, rushed into Luo Feng's body, and disappeared.

Luo Feng opened his eyes, his eyes like thunder, brightening the entire valley for a moment.

"Thirty-two moods!"

After nearly ten days of comprehension and practice, Luo Feng has integrated three kinds of artistic conceptions. Now, Daqianlongzhan has integrated thirty-two kinds of artistic concepts. Except for the two supreme artistic concepts and the general trend of the dragon, there is only one artistic conception that has not yet been integrated. .

"Try it."

Standing up, Luo Feng looked at the flowers and grass streams in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he waved his palm.

Hum!

A faint wrinkle appeared in the air. The vegetation within this wrinkled area was dry and reborn. The stream condensed and recovered. A fish jumped out of the water and stood still in the air. After a while, it fell into the water with a puff. After being frightened, he hurriedly got into the turbulent stream.

With one cut, the entire valley became two distinct worlds!

"Thirty-two kinds of artistic conceptions, influencing each other, and the resulting sword force have surpassed the pure artistic conception category. Regardless of its power, or the mystery alone, this sword, I am afraid that no one can compare to the entire King Realm."

This is not Luo Feng's arrogance, but self-confidence.

Even the martial arts of the heavenly level usually only contains one or two artistic conceptions, and it is very rare that there are three kinds of artistic conceptions.

Like Luo Feng, a martial arts that contains thirty-two artistic concepts, it is absolutely unprecedented!

The thirty-six styles of sword moves developed by the Great Qianlong Slash, each of their ranks are not lost to the Zhentian Fist. Luo Feng estimates that the complete Great Qianlong Slash is at least the king rank, and may even be the legendary holy martial arts. learn!

Of course, this is only his guess, what the facts are, only when the thirty-six kinds of artistic conceptions are completely integrated can we know.

"Before, my strength was only stronger than that of the late Heavenly Kings. Now, with the addition of the Great Thousand Dragon Slash, I should be able to beat the Heavenly Late Kings. Unfortunately, there is no King's Treasure to take advantage of, otherwise, the Peak King can also fight. Last fight!"

Luo Feng analyzed his own strength and couldn't help but think of the recast purple thunder disk dragon knife.

However, the Xingtian Great Formation will be completed in a few days, and there is no news from the Qi Sect. It seems that the Purple Thunder Panlong Sword cannot be successfully recast before this.

Shaking his head, Luo Feng did not continue to practice, and swept away from the valley.

After so many days, he was a little worried about the situation outside Qianjiling.

However, since no one came to find myself, it didn't matter if I wanted to.

"Luo Feng!"

Before reaching the Machine Soul Peak, a figure came oncoming, it was Shui Qingcheng.

"I'm just going to find you!" Shui Qingcheng saw Luo Feng and let out a sigh of relief.

Seeing Shui Qingcheng's look different, Luo Feng frowned, "What happened? Did Qianjiling go to war?"

Shui Qingcheng shook his head, glanced at Luo Feng, and said, "There is someone from Beihai Ice Palace."

"Beihai Ice Palace!" Luo Feng was taken aback.

Shui Qingcheng smiled and said, "Bing Ruolan has not come. It is Bing Hanbai, the lord of Beihai Ice Palace, who is here. They are now outside the battlefield, confronting the people of Nangong's family."

"Then go!"

Luo Feng hadn't seen his brother-in-law for a long time. Originally, he planned to go to the Beihai Ice Palace when Qianjiling's affairs were over. Now he can just ask Bing Ruolan about the situation.

On the way, Luo Feng asked, "How many people came to the Beihai Ice Palace?"

"Twenty or so people, all of whom are kings! I should have heard about Qianjiling and came to help you. It seems that the Lord of the Ice Palace has approved you as a son-in-law." Shui Qingcheng said.

Luo Feng smiled, Beihai Ice Palace would send twenty kings to come, and it was indeed somewhat beyond his expectation.

Soon, the two came to the edge of the maze, and King Lanfeng, Feng Wu and others were already waiting there.

Through the fog, you can see that above the mountains in the distance, two forces are facing each other.

The people on the left are all dressed in snow robes, with snow-white long knives on their waists, and a few snow-white heads, with first-born sharp-horned snow ridge deer pulling a luxurious carriage.

The carriage was suspended in the air, and a flag was inserted on it, and on it was written four dragons and phoenixes: Beihai Ice Palace!

The sun was shining brightly in the sky. Looking at the area where this team was located, it was icy and cold, and the sky was covered with white snow.

In front of the Beihai Ice Palace, nearly twenty figures stood proudly, all of them dressed in mysterious clothes and black armor, with a fierce aura, and they were all kings of the Nangong clan!

The two forces, tit-for-tat, just confronted with each other, have already caused the sky, the situation to change, and the light.

Luo Feng saw the ice cold white in a snow-white battle armor on the carriage, and said, "Let's go out!"

He just took a step, but was stopped by Shui Qingcheng's hand.

"You can't go out."

"Why?" Luo Feng was surprised.

King Lanfeng smiled and said, "You should listen to her. If you don't want to make Qianjiling a battlefield now..."