"This is..."
Long Dou Dao Sheng's attack was intercepted by Luo Feng's fist.
This is his Dragon Dao Emperor Technique, the powerful origin that once conquered all the powerful men in the God Realm.
Even without the blessing of Dragon Vein Qi, how could it be blocked by a boy!
"Imperial Art, that is Imperial Art!"
"Oh my god, Emperor Luo Feng has finally evolved his own imperial technique. This is his power!"
The demon clan members became excited.
The man in the golden world, with his tall and straight figure and dancing blond hair, stands like a god and Buddha standing in the sky and the earth.
In front of the giant king, he was no longer as small as before. At this moment, he became extremely tall and majestic.
He represents the seven civilized universes, and he represents the earth with low martial arts civilization.
"Luo Feng...has mastered the Imperial Art. What kind of...pain did he go through just now?"
Imperial art is a testimony of growth that comes from the state of mind and soul.
When Li Qingshan saw Luo Feng's first glimpse of the imperial arts, he didn't feel too proud about it, only felt distressed.
Among the heroes of the new era of the earth, Luo Feng seems to be heartless, but he always suffers the most.
Imperial art is transformation, a painful imprint of growth and strength.
"Luo Feng, you must be feeling very heavy right now. I seem to be able to feel it. If it were me, how would I digest it?"
Luo Feng looked indifferent, and a drop of golden tears rolled out of his deep eyes, igniting the golden world.
The golden mountain behind him shook and collapsed.
In an instant, a golden heart rose into the sky, like an ancient giant beating actively in the void.
That was the embryonic form of imperial art, the strange appearance that Luo Feng derived from just killing his subordinates with his own hands.
Growth requires experiencing unimaginable hardships, and such a price is too heavy for Luo Feng.
His heart, which had long been scarred, was shattered like the golden heart of the sky.
But he couldn't stop. Even if he went against the will of heaven, even if he had to be an enemy of the powerful men in the world, he had to go on firmly.
Luo Feng is not a god, nor is he the naturally righteous protagonist in fairy tales. He is just the wild boy who ran down the mountain.
And now this mountain boy has to do what he should do.
"Luo Feng!" Long Dou Taoist Saint's murderous intention became more and more intense.
He also felt that Luo Feng had derived imperial skills. If he was not killed today, the fate of the dynasty in the future would be greatly affected because of Luo Feng.
A fifty-year-old virtual god level master has mastered the imperial art, which is unheard of for these proud men.
This is no longer a question of evildoers or not.
"I want to step on the top of the mountain to ask the sky. If the sky wants to stop me, I will break it. If you want to kill me, I will trample you all under my feet!"
Luo Feng's voice stirred in the heaven and earth, making people's blood boil.
He is declaring war on the powerful ones in the world and will no longer hold back.
"Even if the years are exhausted, even if the heavens are enemies, my martial arts will will never be shaken. Dragon Dou Taoist Saint, you...can't stop my growth."
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden heart suspended above Luo Feng's head began to beat violently, and with every beat, golden ripples spread across the area.
The powerful men from all over the world who came from afar were all verifying that the new generation of powerful men had emerged and were about to confront the giant kings of the older generation like them.
Fengdu Youquan danced in a black dress like a goddess and asked, "What's his name?"
A skull emerging from the black mist whispered in his ear, "Luo Feng, there are few young people in the human race who have reached the virtual god level in recent years. I heard that he is not yet a hundred years old."
"Such an amazing person is the hope of the human race. He represents the strongest of the human race."
"What an amazing boy!" The old man who was the feudal enemy of the Ming Peacock Dynasty laughed loudly at the golden battleship. "He is even more amazing than the ancestor of the Ming Peacock King back then. There is no one in the human race who can reach his level. It's unprecedented."
"From today on, the status of the human race will rise in this star field because of him."
"The embryonic form of imperial art!" The Peacock King of the Ming Dynasty looked slightly shocked and looked at his younger brother Jiujianxian. "Brother, you have the most amazing talent since you were a child. You are the genius who created your own imperial art. Back then, my grandfather said that you were the most potential of the Peacock King of the Ming Dynasty. A bloodline that has entered the true god level.”
"How do you think you compare with him?"
The golden back was in the eyes of Jiu Jianxian, "His strength does not lie in his talent, but in his heart and the way of the emperor. This boy has realized the incomparable determination of the emperor."
"He will go further than us in the future. Brother, your choice is correct. You are not stupid enough to offend this young man from the human race. One day, the dynasty will pay a heavy price for today's decision."
"I..." Jiujianxian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I can't compare with him."
Faced with the gathering of powerful men from all over the world, Long Dou Taoist Saint's forehead was filled with blue veins.
He knew clearly that Luo Feng had to be killed today.
"go to hell!"
The golden divine dragon in the sky was injected into his body. The body of Long Doudao Saint was rapidly expanding. He stretched out his hand to grab the emperor's heart, the prototype of the emperor's art!
He wanted to strangle Luo Feng in this world and never give him a chance to grow.
"boom!"
The sword energy cut off the chaos at the end of the earth and hit the grabbed handprint, forming a countervailing force.
"Sword God Anan!" Long Doudao Saint's eyes narrowed and he said gloomily, "You have to stop me too!"
Sword God Anan has arrived, blocking the Taoist Dragon Dou with his natal sword.
"This kid will be my opponent in the future, Dragon Dou Taoist Saint. You can no longer move forward. You won't be able to witness the future world!"
"So you are afraid of us warriors who still have potential, and you want to drag us into your hell."
"It's a pity that you can't do it. You know this better than anyone else."
"You also wanted to strangle me in the cradle back then, but you failed."
"Today you will also suppress the human Luo Feng, and you will fail!"
"Think clearly about the forces you are going to face. Doing this will only speed up the demise of your dynasty!"
"This..." A trace of panic flashed across Long Dou Dao Sheng's expression.
Behind him, the two brothers of the Ming Dynasty Peacock King were coming.
"Long Dou, this child has a relationship with me, the Maurya King of the Ming Dynasty. If you want to kill him, you will be an enemy of my two brothers. We, the Maurya Kingdom, will never agree!"
"You also want to join in the fun!" Long Doudao Sage's face turned livid with anger, "He severely injured my son, causing him to escape from his golden dragon scale armor. Now he is half alive, how can this be counted!"
"Are you being reasonable?" Sword God Anan sneered, "The realm of gods has always been about the weak and the strong."
"Your son was once stronger than him, so you could suppress him without restraint. Now he has surpassed your son. Your son was severely injured, but you stood up."
"Why, is this your theory?"
"I..." Taoist Saint Long Dou stared at Luo Feng viciously, his brain spinning rapidly at this time.
At this time, the Ming Peacock King took over, "And I'm warning you, this kid has an extraordinary background. As a senior, if you try to teach him a lesson, be careful about the people behind him!"
"Who is behind him!" Long Dou Taoist Saint said coldly, "He is just alone, there are no clan members!"
"Good luck," Jiujianxian smiled, "You know that red-haired creature of that terrifying unknown creature, this kid is his bloodline descendant."
"What did you say!" Taoist Saint Long Dou's expression suddenly changed.
