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

"Shoo!"

At this moment, Han Feng has fallen into a unique state, and the Spiritual Qi in the surrounding world is madly rushing into Han Feng's body.

Han Feng didn't hesitate at all, and quickly urged the "Four Elephant Bone Refining Jue" to guide these Spiritual Qi, condense into Spirit Power, rush to the limbs, and temper the bones of the four poles.

At the same time, around Han Feng, among the eighteen pillars of light, Qilin stepped out of the water.

Qilin is an auspicious beast, often accompanied by people with unusual talents.

Therefore, the legend of Qilin giving off children!

At this time, on the entire battlefield, countless people's eyes were wide open, and they were shocked looking at the previous scene.

Qilin walked around, this legendary scene actually happened before his eyes!

"Hohoho!"

The eighteen Qilin roared in a low voice, and immediately, the figure turned into a stream of light, bursting into Han Feng's body.

In an instant, he was submerged in Han Feng's body. At this moment, the Spirit Power in Han Feng's body began to surge, and the thunder and fire Spirit Power ran across the Wanmai, making the surface of the body appear blooming purple awns.

The surrounding sky secret patterns spread, full of powerful and powerful aura.

Behind Han Feng, with every water Qilin phantom immersed, he began to increase the earth dragon phantom.

Eighteen lines of water Qilin were directly converted into the power of eighteen earth dragons, making Han Feng flooded with 198 earth dragon shadows behind him.

But does Han Feng's power stop here? Do not!

"break!"

Han Feng's eyes were like electricity, his fine glow burst, and his body shook. From the limbs and four poles, the boundless brilliance burst into the sky, echoing with the surrounding 18 light pillars, and became the nineteenth light pillar!

"Hohoho!"

Long Yin bursts, the aura on Han Feng's body was rising, and the strength of his body finally reached the two hundred mark.

"The four extreme levels of the Earth Martial Realm, the power of two hundred Earth Dragons?"

"How can it be?"

"A miracle! It must be a miracle!"

"..."

At this time, whether it was the generals and Tianjiao on the general stage, or the soldiers and captains in the battle formation, they couldn't help feeling stunned and exclaimed.

The poems on the drum sound are exciting, and the strangeness of talent is shocking and passionate.

Compared with Han Feng, what are the war drums beaten by those people before?

Compared with Han Feng, Situ Ru and Hong Hu are nothing but the light of fireflies vying for the brilliance of the sun and the moon, not in the eye of the law!

At this moment, all the soldiers, with solemn eyes, stood steadily on the spot, with blood burning in their chests.

"General Fengshen, mighty!"

Suddenly, I didn't know who it was, maybe he couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and he opened his mouth in surprise.

"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!"

But in an instant, this sound was like a spark of fire, igniting the entire army formation. On the battlefield, 100,000 soldiers shouted in unison, their voices were high, shaking the sky, resounding through the entire imperial capital!

"Good! Good! Good!"

On the stage of the generals, Nan Yu stood with his hands in his hands, the light in his eyes floated, and he looked at Han Feng, whose breath was slowly converging, and laughed loudly: "There is no such thing as talent and love, Martial Dao! General Han Feng, he is indeed a madman in the imperial capital!"

Hearing this, the princes from all major families were silent there, looking at the thin voice on the ground, there was still a scene of Han Feng breaking the drum with force in his mind, singing in love!

The last sword is even more brilliant, and the last poem can be said to be heart-stirring!

At this moment, both Situ Ru and Hong Hu both looked a little ugly.

Situ Ru smiled helplessly. He thought that the distance between himself and Han Feng was only a short distance away.

Unexpectedly, whether it is talent learning or martial arts, they are really only one line behind Han Feng.

That is a straight line upright.

Straight lines... there is no end...

"I lost completely! But I still have a chance! To win the inheritor of Taoism! I will definitely get everything back!"

Unlike Situ Ru, Hong Hu trembled uncontrollably, bloodshot spread in his eyes, full of hostility, staring at Han Feng in the distance, roaring in his heart.

When Han Feng met the gazes of countless people, when he returned to his seat, there was a general who respectfully sent the treasure of the day to Han Feng.

Han Feng looked at this ‘Glass Cloud Star Armor’, and was quite satisfied.

"Okay! The drum has sounded, the general has been fired, the army is gathered, you can go! General Han Feng, you are on the top of the battlefield, and I hope you can also make contributions on the battlefield!"

When Nan Yu turned his head and glanced at the generals, Tianjiao finally fixed himself on Han Feng, saying: "Now, this commander has ordered you to be the vanguard general, and your Fengshen camp is the vanguard camp, leading the army!"

As soon as this remark came out, the hearts of everyone were darkened.

Pioneer Army, Pioneer Battalion, this is an extremely dangerous, yet there are opportunities coexisting identity!

Taking the lead on the expedition also means that you are the first to fight against the enemy. If you win, it will greatly increase the morale of the entire army.

If it is defeated, the morale of the army is bound to fall sharply.

Therefore, the vanguards are often held by the most elite troops and generals. This is also a symbol of strength and trust!

But now it's handed over to a boy?

Although this young man's talent and martial arts are extremely amazing, on the battlefield, there is never a single person fighting!

While everyone's expressions were complicated and they were thinking about why the Nanyu Shuai would make such a decision, Nan Yu turned his attention to Han Feng, and said unhurriedly: "General Han Feng can hear the order?"

"Finally, I will obey!"

Han Feng nodded and looked at Nan Yu, but couldn't find a reason for rejection.

"good!"

Han Feng opened his mouth and hugged the cupped fist to Nan Yu, and then a talisman appeared in his hand. At the moment when Spirit Power was injected, a ‘wind’ came out, drawing a wild rune above the void.

"Fengshen Camp, go out!"

Next to Han Feng, there was a voice of contemplation, and he followed Han Feng closely, as if he was slanted.

The 5,000-person Fengshen camp suddenly moved and rushed towards the distance.

"All soldiers, go out!"

At this moment, Nan Yu's eyes swept away, and Spirit Power mixed in his voice, spreading far away.

"Go out!"

A hundred thousand soldiers shouted in unison, and the earth shook immediately............

A few days later, the vast land and loess swept like a tornado of sandstorm, spreading to the sky.

"Da da!"

The sound of horseshoe stomping came all the way, and an army of five thousand people appeared in the distance, the flag was high, it was Fengshen Camp!

On the ancient road, the five thousand soldiers of Fengshen Camp, riding war horses, turned into long dragons for miles, galloping on the earth, splashing loess covering the sky.

Among the crowd at the forefront, the two dragon horses and horses raced side by side, it was Shen Nian and Han Feng.

At this moment, the setting sun is slanting to the west, and the evening is above the firmament, burning with clouds and clouds, which is extremely gorgeous and dazzling.

The crimson sunlight swayed down, making this vast ancient road a bit more killing and depressing.

At this time, Han Feng, wearing a sapphire blue glazed cloud star armor, seemed to have the sassy appearance of a young general. The spirit flow circulated around the heavenly armor, absorbing Spiritual Qi all the time, and feeding back to Han Feng at the same time.

This allowed Han Feng to maintain his peak state all the time.

"General, I have sent a scout. The front is a small town close to Shanlin Pass. As long as you leave the town and travel five hundred miles in a hurry, you will be able to reach Shanlin Pass!"

Immediately, Shen Nian said to Han Feng.

Shanlinguan is the border of the Kingdom of Yan, where the handsome army of one million in the Northern Territory is facing off against the army of Master Xingfeng.

"Um!"

At this moment, Han Feng nodded, and suddenly a strong wind hit him, causing his face to change slightly.

Not only him, but also the contemplation on the side, the two subconsciously glanced at each other, with a different color in their eyes.

The gust of wind was mixed with.........the smell of blood!

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