Everyone began to calm down. No one dared to grab the martial arts class any longer. They would first look at the martial arts class. Of course, the higher the martial arts class, the stronger the corpse of the ancestors, the better. Although the martial arts class is good, it must be a life... Everyone began to consciously form a team, either two or three, or four or five people, to choose a martial arts class together. In this way, the corpse of an ancestor is not enough to be read under the attack of several talented young people. After the battle, it is not difficult to copy the martial arts class.
Some people have good martial arts skills, but they don’t have a decent Xuan soldiers, so they set their sights on the high-level Xuan soldiers on the altars.
"Seventh-level mid-grade Xuanbing, haha, I found the treasure..."
A disciple of the Sword Sect held the seventh-level long sword taken from the altar in his hand and felt ecstatic. He originally thought there would be some danger, but he didn't expect to easily take this seventh-level Xuan soldier with space power. However, how could Emperor Yu be so cheap these talented young people?
"Boy, have you touched it enough? Take your dirty hands away from the old man..."
A voice came out inexplicably.
"Who, who is here..."
The disciple of the Sword Sect was panicked. Looking around, there was no one around.
"Who, who is it? Come out quickly..."
The disciple of the Sword Sect only felt a chill on his back. Could it be that he was a ghost?
"Aren't you just grabbed me in your hands?"
The sound came out again.
"ah…"
The disciple of the Sword Sect threw the long sword that he had loved before on the ground, looking like a ghost. It is rumored that only the Xuan soldiers can have intelligence if they reach the ninth level. This is just a seventh-level Xuan soldiers. How could it be, is it a thousand-year-old demon possessed?
"How can you talk?"
"What's the point of making a fuss? This is the tomb of Emperor Yu. Of course, my spiritual wisdom was given by Emperor Yu... If you want to have me, you must get my recognition and defeat me, otherwise I will have to kill you!"
The seventh-level long sword actually floated out of thin air, and then quickly slashed at the disciple of the Sword Sect.
The same thing happened in many places. The lowest level of Xuan soldiers on the eighty-one altars is the sixth-level top level, most of which are seventh-level Xuan soldiers and eighth-level Xuan soldiers. However, if you want to subdue each Xuan soldiers, you must defeat them. It is fortunate that there is no soldier soul but only the main body combat, while those eight-level Xuan soldiers are abnormal. The soldier soul holds the main body to fight, and it is extremely difficult to subdue.
Some warriors who were not short of Xuan soldiers and martial arts were looking at the thirty-six Heavenly Copper Cauldrons. The rich elixir fragrance floating out of that Heavenly Copper Cauldrons stimulated everyone's sense of smell.
"Haha, it's actually 'Nine-wheeled Golden Pill'..."
The three disciples of the Doctor Fairy Ridge, Fei was optimistic about the great Jin, and finally opened the cover of a large Tiangong tripod. One of them was flowing with nine red patterns floating in the air and rotating continuously. This is the imperial-level pill "Nine-wheel-Rotation Golden Pill". Its greatest effect is to force the body of warriors below the Immortal-level level to increase the body of warriors below the Immortal-level level. For example, you were only half a step in the Martial Emperor, but after taking the Nine-wheel-Rotation Golden Pill, your body strength and speed can compete with the Martial Emperor's early-level powerhouse. What a heaven-defying pill, which warrior doesn't want to have a strong body.
These three disciples from the Medical Fairy Ridge have been dealing with elixirs on weekdays. They found this place after smelling the elixir fragrance. Unexpectedly, this is really a elixir that has been lost in the refining method. However, when they were still excited.
"roar…"
A huge roar came from the nine-wheeled golden elixir. The next moment, the nine-wheeled golden elixir was wrapped in a piece of golden mist. But when the golden fog dissipated, a huge rabbit-shaped spirit beast with only two fangs that were two meters long and two giant ears appeared. It was the ancient ferocious beast "roar". Its eyes were as dark as a river, but there was no white eye.
"Pills, elixirs, are actually elixirs, but this is just an imperial-level elixir, how could it turn into elixirs? Isn't elixirs unique to elixirs? What's the matter..."
The leader of the three disciples of the Doctor Xianling was shocked.
"Roar...I want to eat me, beat me before I talk..."
"Roar" his two hind limbs suddenly stepped on the void and rushed towards the three of them. The same thing was still being performed everywhere in the hall.
The eyes of the huge stone sculpture man, a hundred meters tall in the middle of the central hall, seemed to release a ray of light, and a smile seemed to hang on the corner of his mouth.
Emperor Yu clearly told all talented young people with facts that there is no free lunch in the world.
Chu Feiyun’s most powerful body technique is now a martial arts. Although the speed of Feiyu’s flashing thunder escape after being blessed by Tianxuan Purple Thunder is comparable to that of the holy-level body technique, it can only reach this level. Chu Feiyun’s strength will become stronger and stronger, and his body technique must be strengthened.
Chu Feiyun quickly walked in front of one stone pillar statue after another, with one hundred and eight stone pillars, among which eight body martial arts and martial arts books that have not been taken away, among which only one body martial arts and martial arts books with thunder attributes is only one, but the quality is not too high. It is called "Two Jiao Tianle Thunder Step", and the grade is as high as the imperial level.
Other body skills secrets are suitable for Chu Feiyun to practice, but their grades are all too high and the highest grades are the secrets of their own, called "Three Thousand Ruoshui Liuji Steps". They are of high grades to the highest level of body skills and martial arts. Chu Feiyun does not have the talent to cultivate water-attribute true qi, so of course he cannot practice this secret book.
However, even if Chu Feiyun can cultivate the true energy of his attributes, he will not have any desire to spy. The level of martial arts corresponds to the strength of protecting his ancestors in the coffin. In this way, this ancestor's strength has at least reached the peak of the Martial Emperor, and may also be a terrifying half-step martial immortal strongman. For the peak martial emperor, Chu Feiyun can only escape. Although Chu Feiyun has many trump cards, everything is useless in the face of absolute strength. Chu Feiyun asked himself that he can fight against the first-level Martial Emperor, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he dare not try it easily.
"Come on, my ancestor..."
As expected, the coffin immediately rotated vertically for ninety degrees and stood in front of Chu Feiyun. The huge coffin lid fell down directly. One of the middle-aged men in a green robe walked out, his eyes were also gray and white, without a trace of light.
"kill…"
The ancestor rushed directly towards Chu Feiyun.
“Good come…”
Chu Feiyun's right arm instantly swelled and green scales appeared, and his right arm instantly turned into a Tianlong arm. With Chu Feiyun's current peak of Martial Saint, the power of the Tianlong arm had already been strengthened to the half-step Martial Emperor realm. Then a stream of green true energy began to continually flow from his whole body toward his right arm. The green true energy completely wrapped Chu Feiyun's right arm and began to rotate rapidly around Chu Feiyun's right arm, forming a huge green tornado.
"Heaven...Heavenly Dragon..."
The ancestor's body suddenly stood there, and Shuangmu actually had a hint of clarity.
When Chu Feiyun saw the strange changes of this ancestor, he also stopped to see what tricks this ancestor was playing.
"You...you...are the Tian...dragon...a clan?"
The ancestor was difficult to speak. After saying this for a long time, Chu Feiyun probably understood it. He thought in his heart that the expression of this ancestor must have a great connection with Tianlong. Chu Feiyun's bloodline of the dragon himself is as high as the eighth grade, and his great-grandmother Tian Liuyi is a fairy beast of Tianlong. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the Tianlong clan.
"Okay, I didn't expect to meet another descendant. Just take this martial arts... But my duty is to protect this secret book. You must defeat me. There are more treasures waiting for you later. You don't have to waste time with me. Kill me, hurry..."
Chu Feiyun didn't expect that this ancestor would say such a thing, killing someone who would not fight back. Well, no, it was a corpse. Even if it was a corpse, Chu Feiyun was still a little unable to do it.
Seeing Chu Feiyun's hesitation, the ancestor shouted: "Hurry, my mind is not clear again. Then I will have instinctive killing. Even if you can solve me, you will have to pay a certain price. Kill me soon. What little devil? My soul has been imprisoned here for tens of thousands of years. Let me be free."
"Occursed, senior..."
Chu Feiyun flew past, the Destroying Sword slashed the ancestor's neck, and a head with a smile flew out. The ancestor was happy at the moment of complete death, because he left the martial arts he created to the people of the Tianlong clan, and he was finally able to be freed.
Chu Feiyun sighed, somewhat sad, but he shook his head immediately. Now is not the time to think about these things. The danger in the tomb of Emperor Yu is extremely important, and it is important to improve his strength. He felt a little crisis. In this tomb of Emperor Yu, his strength is at most medium and high. It is okay to deal with some ordinary little shrimps. However, if he meets the top ten players on the Tianyun List and the top five players, now he has an eighth-level spirit beast Sphinx demon pill in his hand, Chu Feiyun really wants to find a place to improve his strength immediately.
"I have to use all means to improve my strength to improve my strength now."
Chu Feiyun made up his mind and looked at the thirty-six huge bronze tripods with a hot light emitted from his eyes.
“Not flawed…”
Chu Feiyun crushed a sound transmission note and shouted at Meng Wuque.
After a moment, Meng Wuque appeared in front of Chu Feiyun.
"Boss, I have gained a good harvest. I actually found a sub-book of "The Spirit of Grass and Trees". Haha, it's great, and the ancestors who guarded this secret book are only the high-level Martial Saint. Wushuang and Wu Guangsan easily handled it. Everyone actually ignored this peerless secret book. Haha, Boss..."