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Just when Lu Rui looked at the 'Tongxuan Formation', Feng Tianwu's body suddenly burst into flames. The flames rose and finally gathered into the shape of a sword.
Sword-shaped flames soared into the sky, and scorching waves of air rolled out, as powerful as a rainbow.
For a moment, Lu Rui and Lu Qiu felt as if they were in a furnace, letting the fire burn them.
call out!
Before they had time to react, they saw the woman in red with a peerless face but an extremely cold look on her eyebrows taking action.
I saw the flames in her hand condensed into a sword, and she thrust the sword towards the 'Tongxuan Formation'.
Wherever the three-foot-long sword condensed with flames passed, the air flow in the air was separated, and the crisp sound of the sword sounded.
However, although this sword contains extremely powerful power, when it falls on the 'Tongxuan Formation', it seems to be submerged in a ball of cotton, with nowhere to apply its force.
call out! call out! call out! call out! call out!
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Feng Tianwu, whose beautiful face was covered with a layer of frost, was not discouraged by the failure of the first sword. The flaming condensed sword in her hand kept flying out, as if she didn't know she was tired at all.
I don't know how many swords were fired before Feng Tianwu's speed slowed down, and the flaming condensed sword in his hand collapsed.
Lu Rui and Lu Qiu, who were standing aside, were stunned.
Their gazes were tacitly falling on the void above Feng Tianwu's head.
There, the phantoms of eight thousand ancient horned dragons were gradually disappearing, and soon they were completely gone.
"The power of eight thousand ancient horned dragons!"
Lu Rui and Lu Qiu looked at each other and could see inexplicable shock in each other's eyes.
Obviously, Feng Tianwu's strength scared them.
"Demon King!"
The next moment, the idea came to both of them at the same time, they guessed that Feng Tianwu was a 'demon', and that he was the emperor of demons, a powerful existence in the 'demon emperor realm'.
In their view.
Feng Tianwu looked to be only in his early twenties. If he were a human, he couldn't be a 'Martial Emperor'.
However, they don't know.
Although Feng Tianwu can display the 'Emperor Realm Mysteries', her cultivation is only at the 'Void Transformation Realm First Level'.
Such a level of cultivation is not worth mentioning in front of the two 'mysteries' she has mastered!
"It seems that the old guy next to Lu Song did not die in the hands of the strong man hiding behind Elder Duan as Elder Zhi said... He should have died in the hands of Miss Tianwu."
Unlike Lu Qiu who was shocked, Lu Rui thought more because he knew more.
Seeing that she could not break through the 'Tongxuan Formation', Feng Tianwu put away the two 'mysteries' of communication and mobilization, and stood there quietly, motionless.
Time passed quietly, but Feng Tianwu still stood upright, without any movement from beginning to end, as if he had turned into a statue.
"Boy Lu Rui, do you know where she comes from?"
At some point, Lu Qiu couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked Lu Rui with Yuanli's voice.
"I only know that she is Elder Duan's confidante... As for her specific origin, I don't know."
Lu Rui Yuanli concentrated his voice and replied.
"If nothing unexpected happens, she should be a powerful 'Demon Emperor'! Elder Duan is worthy of being the 'reincarnation' of that person. He can even seduce the 'Powerful Demon Emperor', and he can also make her so desperate. ."
Lu Qiu sighed while concentrating his energy and communicating with Lu Rui.
Lu Rui nodded in agreement, deeply convinced.
With the 'Tongxuan Formation' as the boundary, the inside and outside are completely two different worlds.
In the outside world, some people are worried about Duan Lingtian's safety.
In the world inside, Duan Lingtian was happily enjoying the baptism of the 'power of artistic conception'.
In a semi-awake state, he could feel the rapid improvement of his "artistic conception" every moment.
The improvement of 'artistic conception' also means the improvement of one's physical strength.
Duan Lingtian enjoyed this feeling very much.
While Duan Lingtian was absorbing the three "powers of artistic conception" to his heart's content, Xiong Quan, who was sitting cross-legged not far away, was also enjoying the baptism of the "power of artistic conception" refined from the "fragments of artistic conception of the sword".
His 'Sword Concept' is also improving at an extremely terrifying speed.
However, it is different from Duan Lingtian who can clearly feel the improvement of his "artistic conception" every moment.
Xiong Quan is now in a state of deep sleep, unaware of his own improvement.
He is completely passively absorbing the 'power of artistic conception'.
Time passed quietly.
Duan Lingtian didn't know how much time had passed.
Suddenly, he was shaken for no reason and woke up completely.
"The artistic conception of wind...has also broken through to the 'ninth level high level'!"
Duan Lingtian did not open his eyes. He raised his hand gently and could feel the breath of wind surrounding him.
At this moment, the 'wind' surrounding his body did not seem to be much different from the 'wind' in nature.
Duan Lingtian knew in his heart that this was a manifestation of his understanding of the 'Impression of the Wind' reaching its limit.
The next step is to understand the 'mysterious meaning of wind'!
The secret of wind is the closest thing to the 'wind' in nature.
"Now I am a veritable 'peak warrior of the virtual realm'."
At the same time, Duan Lingtian's heart moved and he secretly thought.
Although, before entering the 'Tongxuan Formation' this time, his strength was no less than that of an ordinary 'Void Realm Peak Warrior', but that was only his strength.
His cultivation, as well as the 'artistic conception' he comprehended, were far inferior to that of the 'peak warrior of the virtual realm'.
Now, his cultivation level has entered the 'Ninth Level of Transformation Realm', and his two 'artistic conceptions' have also broken through to the 'Ninth Level High Level'.
This is the sign of a 'peak warrior in the virtual realm'!
Even if his strength was comparable to a 'peak warrior in the virtual realm' in the past, it was only 'comparable' and could not be considered a true 'peak warrior in the virtual realm'.
At this moment, he can be regarded as the true 'peak warrior of the virtual realm'!
At some point, the green wind surrounding Duan Lingtian's body quickly began to spin, as if it had transformed into a green dragon, swimming around Duan Lingtian.
boom!
Suddenly, this green divine dragon opened its bloody mouth and spit out a stream of fiery red flames. The flames were vast and raging, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a divine dragon.
This dragon is a fiery red dragon.
The fiery red divine dragon is comparable to the cyan divine dragon in terms of size and the aura emanating from it.
It is the dragon transformed into the "Ninth Level High Level Fire Concept"!
Duan Lingtian's 'Fire Concept' does not need to be understood separately. He only needs to improve the 'Wind Concept', and the 'Fire Concept' will also be improved accordingly.
Just like now.
Duan Lingtian comprehended the 'Ninth Level High Level Wind Concept', and the 'Fire Concept' he had never consciously comprehended successfully reached the 'Nine Level High Level'.
His "Fire Artistic Conception" was born from the "Wind Artistic Conception", and is closely connected with the "Wind Artistic Conception", and changes with the changes of the "Wind Artistic Conception".
After a moment, the two divine dragons dispersed, and Duan Lingtian put away the two "artistic conceptions".
"Continue... strive to upgrade the 'Thunder Concept' to the 'Ninth Level High Level' as soon as possible. Then, there is the 'Earth Concept'!"
Because the artistic conception of sword and the artistic conception of wind have successively broken through to the 'nine-level high level', Duan Lingtian, who has tasted the benefits, continues to absorb the other two, and the last two, 'powers of artistic conception' non-stop.
The artistic conception of thunder and the artistic conception of earth are rapidly improving, catching up with the pace of 'the artistic conception of sword' and 'the artistic conception of wind', getting closer and closer.
The Lu family's mansion, in the south area, is where the Lu family entertains guests.
Here, there are independent mansions, as well as some yards that are much smaller than the 'mansion'.
Anyone who comes to the Lu family and can live in the mansion is usually a person of high status and is regarded as an 'honored guest' by the Lu family.
As for ordinary guests, they can only live in a small independent courtyard, and there are no maids to serve and serve them.
Now, in the pavilion in the front yard of an independent mansion in the south, there is an old man sitting.
The old man was wearing a silver robe, sitting in front of the stone table, quietly sipping the fragrant tea.
"That 'Elder Duan' of your Lu family is really arrogant... It seems that he really intends to make me wait for three to five months."
Suddenly, the silver-robed old man looked at the maid aside and said lightly.
The maid didn't have time to respond.
call!
A figure appeared out of thin air in the pavilion. The appearance was so sudden that the faces of the two maids standing on one side of the pavilion changed in fright.
"Shall I interrogate the head of the Lu family?"
The person who appeared now was a middle-aged man in green clothes. The middle-aged man looked at the old man in silver robes and asked tentatively.
"Need not."
The silver-robed old man shook his head gently, "We are here to find someone, not to cause trouble... Guests are welcome, I can afford to wait."
"Besides, I have a strong intuition...that Mr. Lu will appear soon."
Afterwards, the silver-robed old man whispered.
And when the silver-robed old man whispered, the middle-aged man in green disappeared out of thin air, making the two maids change their expressions again, and their delicate bodies trembled with fear.
Soon, another month passed.
In a spacious side hall of the Lu family's residence, the gathering clouds and mist gradually dissipated.
"Um?"
Soon, the only person guarding the side hall, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating low in the sky, slowly opened his eyes.
These are a pair of water-like autumn eyes, which seem to be able to charm all living beings with just one glance.
In addition, she also has a pretty face that can be said to be the most beautiful thing in a country, but her pretty face is always covered with a layer of frost, exuding an icy aura that repels people thousands of miles away.
As the clouds and fog dispersed, a high platform and two figures clearly appeared in front of her.
One of the middle-aged men was ignored by her.
Her eyes fell on the young man in purple clothes for the first time, and could not move away after that, as if they had taken root in the young man in purple clothes.
"call!"
At this time, the young man in purple who was sitting cross-legged on the high platform opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.
His eyes were as bright as stars, like a beacon, lighting up the dark night.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
At this moment, an excited laugh rang out, completely breaking the tranquility of the side hall.
