Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

Holy, that is the only existence!

Beating the fifteen-sided drum of war, it means that you have the talent of a human saint and will be able to grow into the existence of Sage in the future!

However, only "Xu" can see this. As for the crowds, they are only startled by the scene of the fifteen beams of light rising into the sky, which is extremely palpitating.

At this time, Han Feng was lingering with the will to destroy, and the thunder and fire were intertwined, and the surrounding space was hovering with mysterious runes and waves of Spirit Power.

Behind him, there were as many as one hundred and fifty phantoms of the earth dragon, and at this moment he used 80% of his power!

Step by step, wherever you go, the ground shatters, as if under great pressure!

"Hohoho!"

In front of Han Feng, the three-faced war drum was dominating the water Qilin, and when Han Feng approached, the sixteenth face of the war drum was violently surging, and a burst of energy came out.

"Boom!"

Han Feng was startled, and immediately displayed "Lingbo Mote Step" to avoid the attack.

The energy light ball crashed to the ground, suddenly bursting into a deep pit, boundless rune spread, chaotic space, dust and sand, like a sandstorm, rushing to all sides.

"This drum of war, will you still resist?"

"Have a sense of wisdom?"

"..."

This scene immediately caused everyone to be astonished and surprised.

"Will resist? That's interesting!"

Han Feng's body shook, and purple flames ignited on him, and a phantom of Vermillion Bird of purple flames was converged.

Touched by the pressure of the water Qilin, the bones of Vermillion Bird, which fell into silence in Han Feng's body, burst into secret lines again.

Secret bones are stimulated and secret skills are displayed. At this moment, Han Feng will explode with strength far beyond usual!

"Take advantage of my temple's fortune, and sit on the sidelines!"

I saw Han Feng burst into a shout, moving with momentum, his arms vibrating, like Vermillion Bird spreading its wings, the terrifying and fierce aura, even distorting the entire space.

The large purple flame rune, like ripples of water, broke out completely at this moment!

"Boom!"

The space couldn't bear the high temperature of Han Feng's body, and at this moment it made a crackling sound.

"Roar!"

"Huh!"

At this moment, the Ziyan Vermillion Bird is tens of feet tall, floating in the air, and together with the roaring water Qilin, the momentum converges and confronts tit-for-tat.

"call out!"

Han Feng's figure flashed out, drew two extremely subtle straight lines of fire in the space, and impacted.

At that moment, the flames were raging, the purple flames billowed, and the Vermillion Bird roared in the sky, towering in lust.

"Boom!"

When Han Feng shook his arms and hit the drum with a heavy hammer of "Purple Flame Wings", the phantom of the Purple Flame Vermillion Bird also shot out, the claws smashed into the void, and tore towards the water Qilin.

"Boom!"

Zi Yan Vermillion Bird was extremely domineering, the terrifying coercion swept away, and the terrifying force directly shred the water Qilin.

At the same time, Han Feng's sixteenth talented war drum shattered. Not only that, Han Feng's momentum rose to the extreme behind him, and one hundred and eighty earthly dragons appeared.

"The four poles of the earth, one hundred and eighty earth dragons!"

"fear!"

Upon seeing this, everyone in the room exclaimed, their eyes widened and horror fluctuated in their eyes.

And the Han Feng, who displayed his full strength, was like a broken bamboo, and with the power of the secret bone secret method, once again smashed the two talented war drums.

Suddenly, a large swath of talisman light surged, terrible energy rushed out, and under the power surging, a total of seventeen beams of light rose from the ground.

Shining and shining, shocking!

While everyone was still in deep consternation, and before returning to his senses, Han Feng had already stepped forward to the final talent battle drum.

To smash this war drum, it means that Han Feng has the posture of becoming an emperor!

Even though it was the'Xu' who was dormant in Han Feng's body, it was at this moment, silent, waiting for the final moment.

"Hohoho!"

And when Han Feng approached the last drum, on top of that talented drum, he dominated a water Qilin that was several tens of meters high.

This head of water Qilin, four feet on the top of the war drum, condescending, roaring at Han Feng, the sound is rolling, and there is even the power of Taoism in it.

Youruo's substantial body, azure blue dragon scales, each engraved with rune, gleaming with faint light.

Water Qilin's whole body is full of cleanliness and coercion. Powerful and terrifying energy is contained in the beast's body. Just this appearance is daunting.

Han Feng stood in front of the war drum, and at some point in his hand, a broken sword had already appeared.

The blade of this broken sword is as black as ink, with a little bit of rust. Even so, it is lingering with the sword light, full of determination, and Sword Qi surges.

In just a moment, Han Feng's momentum changed again, extremely sharp, like a peerless sword out of its sheath.

"Sword? He wants to use Sword Technique?"

Upon seeing this, many people on the battlefield were shocked, and some couldn't believe it.

The most puzzling thing is, why is this Tsing Yi boy holding a broken blade in his hand?

Facing the final talent war drum, he chose to use the sword?

Could it be that for this young man, the most powerful method is the Sword Technique?

"Buzz!"

The mysterious Broken Sword in Han Feng's hand made a sound of a sword, trembling constantly, and the motivating space was fluctuating. A unique sense of sharpness was gathering and climbing.

"This kid, is it possible?"

At this moment, the "Void" dormant in Broken Sword suddenly felt the breath and will from Han Feng's body and heart.

This feeling makes ‘Xu’ feel extremely familiar.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host, for comprehending the "Sword of Destruction" (one type), a little bit of dust breaks the eternal night! Level of Consummation]

A voice was recalled in Han Feng's mind, and it continued to spread. At the same time, a dark light burst from his body and spread in all directions.

This darkness, as if from Jiuyou, from Chaos, from before the beginning of heaven and earth!

Just the first type of sword requires Han Feng to be talented hundreds of millions of times to comprehend it for nearly half a month!

It can be seen that this trick is profound and powerful!

"call!"

Han Feng let out a long sigh, the whole person was using a unique posture, running the tactics, and his hand began to grip the hilt constantly.

"A little dust breaks the eternal night!"

Han Feng snorted, his voice melodious, like the first voice between heaven and earth, breaking through the cosmos, and then a little light emerged.

It was the ultimate rune, bright light, very subtle, but it gave people a very bright feeling.

In the end, this light continued to emerge, amplify, dispel the darkness, and break through the eternal night.

At that moment, on the battlefield, every soldier and general with a weapon in his hand could feel the weapon in his hand trembling, fearing, and groaning.

As if there is an incomparable will, coming!

"Sword intent!"

When he clicked on the stage, Nan Yu flashed a flash of light in his eyes, shocked.

But the most shocking one belongs to... Sword Spirit ‘Void’!

At his level, at this moment, he can best understand what Han Feng's upcoming Sword Technique means.

"call!"

I saw Han Feng's momentum climbed to a certain peak, and then he slashed out with his sword. Everything seemed slow, but in fact it was extremely fast. It was almost time for detachment!

"Xiangkai return to Yandu, the army will raise the sky!"

A shout shocked the battlefield, shocked people's hearts, and thrilled, just like the voice from Nine Heavens!

"Roar!"

As if feeling the power of Han Feng's sword, Shui Qilin also made a high-pitched sound, the entire beast body expanded again, and a terrifying force burst out.

"Boom!"

Two extremely powerful forces collided together, and a huge explosion burst apart, mixed with the sound of dragons and swords, and in the end, another sound took everything through.

A drumbeat!

Earth-shattering drums!

"Boom!"

Along with Han Feng's sword, the eighteenth talented war drum shattered, and the eighteenth beam of light rose from the ground and rushed towards the sky.

At this moment, on the battlefield, the eighteen beams of light were connected to each other, immersed in the firmament, with a radius of a hundred miles, all of them could see this spectacle in their eyes.

"Eighteen Ways.... It turned out to be 18 Ways...Emperor? How is this... possible?"

In the Palace of Dragons, Emperor Yan actually stood up directly, looking at the beam of light rising from the ground in the distance.

At that moment, the music in his hand was shattered by a mighty force in an instant, his body trembled, and even the golden dragon on the dragon robe appeared alive, as if to break through the space.

Emperor Yan was extremely excited, but also excited... ‘Xu’!

"Found it! Found it! Millions of years, I finally found it!"

The voice of ‘Void’ sounded uncontrollably, filled with excitement, as if a long-cherished wish had been fulfilled.

Of course, what he was excited was not the fact that Han Feng had the appearance of a human emperor, but another reason.

Compared with that reason, what is the posture of a human emperor?

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