Lu Mingfei, the Martial Saint of the Dragon Clan

After climbing the stairs, Yuan Zhisheng made rapid progress. He was like a sponge, absorbing knowledge eagerly. The power of the Yanling King was in his hands. There were more and more changes and methods, and the combination with his fighting style became more and more sophisticated.

Lu Mingfei nodded secretly.

In his opinion, the fighting of hybrids in the dragon world is quite a waste of natural resources.

Yanling is really magical. It is similar to the inhuman gods of Kyushu martial arts, but it is much more domineering. Yanling directly gives orders to the world. The bloodline system of the dragon clan is deeply bound to this world. The mixed race is obviously very weak, but it can control similar things. Lu Mingfei thought the word spirit of authority was weird.

However, the development of the word spirit by the hybrids was too superficial and even crude. They separated the word spirit and failed to combine it with combat.

This point is particularly profound for young students.

Yuan Zhisheng never thought that royal power could be used in this way.

The same goes for smooth hair, but there are too many things to pay attention to. The timing of smooth hair, what moves should be taken after putting it away, and how to cooperate with the knife in hand. Yuan Zhisheng felt that a brand new door opened in front of him. It turns out that a mixed race can do this. fighting.

A master's death usually only takes a moment, so he requires sharp eyesight. Whoever can find the opponent's flaw and seize it will survive.

But Yuan Zhisheng, who has the power of the King of Word Spirits, does not have to worry. With him, there is no need to wait for a flaw, just follow the Word Spirit. Few people can be prepared for sudden changes in gravity.

Catching the evolution potion thrown by Lu Mingfei again, Yuan Zhisheng drank it all.

Not a drop of the amber liquid was left, Yuan's golden pupils became brighter, and the mandala flowers under his eyes were lifelike.

He is the young master of the Eight Sheqi Family. He has collected many evolutionary medicines in the past few years. This is the first time he drank it today. The taste is very strange. It tastes like sulfuric acid and has a burning sensation. I can’t tell the specific taste. I just feel like a ball of fire. It goes down the throat, spreads to the chest, and spreads to the limbs and bones. The whole body is warm and light, and power surges up from the deepest parts of the body, giving people the illusion of omnipotence.

Omnipotence breeds ambition, wanting more, to stand on top of the world, to be the king.

Yuan Zisheng suppressed his ambition.

The illusion is just an illusion, Yuan Zhisheng can clearly tell that he is far from omnipotent.

But having had such an experience, Yuan Zhisheng could better understand why the hybrids who drank the evolution medicine fell into depravity and why they couldn't control themselves.

The temptation of evolutionary medicine is too great, and few people can bear it.

Yuan Zhisheng has drank four bottles of evolution medicine, and the dragon's blood is almost boiling. Under the skin and flesh that ordinary people can't see, Amaterasu's bones are growing. The dragon bone posture that he thought was perfect can actually be upgraded. Yuan Zhisheng The raw golden skeleton is being completed in a more perfect and ferocious direction.

This is not the end.

Even Yuan Zhisheng himself couldn't see where the end point was.

How much evolution potion can I drink?

Ten bottles? Twenty bottles?

Or rather, infinite,

"That's it."

Lu Mingfei warned Yuan Zhisheng.

"If necessary, no more evolution medicine can be taken within one day and night."

Yuan Zhisheng slightly lowered his golden eyes and responded. He thought that he was worthy of being an S-level person. Even the S-level people could clearly see the problems that he couldn't see.

In fact, the way to awaken the bloodline is not only the evolution medicine, but also Lu Mingfei's Dragon Blood Martial Arts. However, it takes time to get started and master the Dragon Blood Martial Arts, but the evolution medicine can have immediate results.

What they lack now is time.

The 25th floor is different from other buildings. There is an alloy door blocking the way. When the air valve is rotated, Yuan Zhisheng shines with golden eyes, steps steadily, turns the air valve, the steel-like muscles swell and disappear, and his face is calm. Just like the old monk, Zen.

The girl squinted her eyes and smiled, thinking that if her brother's scene were to be seen by girls, I don't know how many people would marry you in this life.

Tsk tsk, Yuan Zhisheng, you are truly a sinful man.

The air valve turned to the end, and a small window popped up on the side, a rotating password disk, Yuan Zhisheng entered the password, Lu Mingfei was sharp-eyed, it was Hui Liyi's birthday.

With a dull sound, the door slowly rose.

Yuan Zhisheng held two swords, and the three of them stood ready.

It's not an enemy when you see it.

A tall Winnie the Pooh stood in front, holding a bouquet of flowers.

Now is not the time to let down our guard.

"Trojan horse?"

Source naive guess.

"Um……"

Lu Mingfei pondered.

"Is it possible that this is really just a ragdoll bear?"

The three of them walked around Winnie the Pooh.

Lu Mingfei found a note on his back that read "The bear in painted pear clothes".

The young girl leaned her head to take a look. Yuan Zhisheng had the intention to do this, but she couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Lu Mingfei posted the note back with a smile and patted Winnie the Pooh on the head.

"You are Eri's friend. This is the first time we meet. Please give me some advice."

Yuan Zhisheng stared at Lu Mingfei silently. He could not understand S-class anymore. Yuan Zhisheng could not connect the boy who greeted Winnie the Pooh with the S-class who went on a killing spree not long ago.

Somehow, a picture of Lu Mingfei and Eryi sitting on the ground, surrounded by dolls, suddenly appeared in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

It's quite warm.

"elder brother."

The young girl said to him.

"Brother Lu is a very interesting person."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded.

He suddenly thought that maybe Eri Yi would like it.

Lu Mingfei patted Winnie the Pooh's head, but as if a mechanism had been activated, voices sounded from all directions. It was a girl who sounded young, probably just a junior high school student.

"Ahem."

The girl cleared her throat.

"good morning Good afternoon Good night."

The three people quickly determined that the source of the sound was Winnie the Pooh, who had placed a speaker in Winnie the Pooh's belly.

Just this way of saying hello...

Lu Mingfei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he really looked like a childish child.

The young girl went to cheerleading, and he wanted to take out the speaker.

"Kind strangers, congratulations, you did not kill the lovely bear, the bomb will no longer detonate."

The young girl quietly retracted her hand.

Lu Mingfei tapped his ear: "Listen."

The three of them were of high bloodline, and their hearing was far beyond that of ordinary people. Without conscious awareness, they could quickly hear the ticking sound.

"This is……"

"Time bomb."

The three of them looked at each other and figured out the cause and effect. If they chopped up the Winnie the Pooh without saying a word when they met, the bomb would detonate immediately. If they were alive, they would just like Lu Mingfei, pat the Winnie the Pooh on the head.

The one who did all this should be the girl who recorded it.

What a weirdo.

"And me."

The girl said casually.

"It's Anna, the divine descendant."

"Belonging to the genealogy of the Sky God, he is the spirit of the wind."

Anna laughed strangely.

"whee."

"I'm really looking forward to your expressions."

"Have you never heard of the Goddess? You don't know what the God of the Sky is."

This tone was so expressive that the figure of a triumphant girl shaking her legs seemed to appear in front of the three people's eyes.

"Is the Hidden Emperor here?"

Anna said.

Lu Mingfei and Zhongnu looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng stared at Zongnu.

"Don't forget you are too."

"I left too quickly last time and didn't even finish my words."

"That's right."

"Are you interested in joining our god descendants?"

Anna invited.

"The promised time is coming."

At this time, a deep male voice was inserted into the recording.

"Little Anna, stop playing, the bishop called us."

"I know, I know."

Anna spoke faster, anxiously.

"Anyway, if you are interested, come to Gao Tianyuan, it is the promised land, oh, it is one of them."

Anna smiled and muttered something.

"It's strange. Didn't the old men say that the time of promise will still be a few years away? Why is there about to be revived here?"

Someone called Anna in the distance, it was an old voice, and Anna responded loudly.

"No more, no more, I have to go."

"By the way, I still hope that Emperor Yin can come."

"In the new world that is coming, if we are the only ones, we will still feel a little lonely."

"That's it."

"Bye-Bye."

Then came the chaotic electric sound.

It was quiet for a while and no one spoke.

Lu Mingfei and the three of them all felt that the secret hidden by this so-called divine descendant was greater than imagined.

New world?

"The Promised Land? The Promised Time?"

The childish girl pondered.

“I remember this as an Abrahamic monotheistic concept.”

“Their god made a covenant with mortals to come again in the time of promise.”

"Isn't the history of dragons Norse mythology?"

Lu Mingfei was very confused. He was from Kyushu and knew little about this world.

"no."

The childish girl explained.

"Although Nordic mythology hides many secrets, academic circles believe that all ancient myths reflect the dragon clan. Fuxi and Nuwa in the Far East are gods with snake tails, and there is the Yamata-no-Orochi in ancient Japan. Similar existences exist in all ancient civilizations."

"I see."

Lu Mingfei understood.

"So the promised land Anna said..."

Lu Mingfei said to Yuan Zhisheng and Zhongnu, who looked solemn.

"It's not a Cowherd shop, right?"

Yuan Zhisheng was taken aback, and the girl shook her head with a smile.

"Certainly not."

The childish girl really couldn't imagine the image of the gods shouting the Promised Land and then rushing into the Cowherd Shop in Takamagahara. What were they doing, ransacking the Cowherds' little skirts?

"Okay, it looks like our god descendant is not here."

"Takamagahara."

Lu Mingfei was a child of inquiring.

"From what Anna said, you seem to know where Gao Tianyuan is?"

"That's it."

said the childish girl.

"The burial place of the gods."

"The land sunk in the Japan Trench."

That is the biggest secret of the eight Sheqi families.

Amaterasu's destiny, Tsukiyomi's destiny, Susanoo's destiny.

The three heads of the three families passed down from generation to generation among the eight Sheqi families are the three most noble gods in this land.

They once fought against the Yamata-no-Orochi, buried it in a sacred burial place, and sent that land into the Japan Trench.

And that sacred burial place is the legendary Takamagahara in Japan.

Yuan Zhisheng and Zongnu used each other's words to piece together a rough idea.

The information they received was incomplete. Yuan Zhisheng had not yet become the head of the family. Moreover, the eight Sheqi families had also lost many inheritances over a long period of time. Fortunately, there were still fierce ghosts.

In fact, the history of the Fierce Ghosts is very long, almost as long as the Sheqi Eight Families. They are like twin trees, like light and shadow, interdependent.

The fierce ghosts are inexhaustible. As long as the Sheqi family still exists and the hidden dangers of their bloodline still exist, the fierce ghosts will one day be reborn in the shadow of the Sheqi family.

The Fierce Ghosts hold part of the information about the Divine Burial Hall. The source is unknown, but it can be roughly guessed that it is probably a ghost from the three inner families who became the leader of the Fierce Ghosts and passed down the information.

There are no enemies on the 25th floor, and the Goddess is gone. If Anna hadn't deliberately played tricks on others, the Goddess should be in the Sea of ​​Japan now.

The three of them walked around this floor and packed away all of Hui Liyi's friends. Yuan Zhisheng took out a black box from the ward, in which Hui Liyi's medicine was refrigerated at low temperature.

When leaving, Lu Mingfei opened Winnie the Pooh and took out the alarm clock inside.

"Is this a time bomb?"

The childish girl poked.

That Anna is just a child no matter how you look at it.

"I come."

Lu Mingfei took the black box from Yuan Zhisheng.

At the top of the stairs, down or up.

"Don't you think it's strange?"

said the childish girl.

"Since the Goddess is gone, why are there so many monsters left at Genji Heavy Industries?"

"What do they want to do?"

Lu Mingfei was thoughtful.

"Then go and have a look."

He was very interested in the Goddess, and Lu Mingfei had a hunch that the Goddess mentioned was the Gao Tianyuan he was looking for.

That is the hope of returning to Kyushu.

So, up or down?

Lu Mingfei and Zhannu looked at each other, then both looked at Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng stepped up the stairs.

The further up you go, the more semi-dead waiters are blocking you.

Yuan Zhisheng recognized quite a few of them as people from the Kanto branch.

Did the Goddess turn the entire Kanto branch into half-Deadpools?

Lu Mingfei did not take any action during the whole process. Now Yuan Zhisheng needs to fight. This is the best way to digest the evolutionary medicine and adapt to the surge in power.

Although they are just watching, Lu Mingfei is there to ensure that Yuan Zhisheng has no worries. The girl can also use the Dream Tapir freely. The twin brothers occasionally take turns. They know what Lu Mingfei means. This is a rare training opportunity. Then there is Takamagahara.

It is conceivable that what awaits them in Gaotianyuan must be a fierce battle.

Descendants of God, Deadpool, and even the White King sleeping in the God's Burial Hall.

When it comes to the promise of the descendant of God, does it mean awakening the White King?

Or...something else?

Yuan Zhisheng opened the door, and the scarlet bird sniper came into view.

Lu Mingfei's eyes lit up.

"I didn't expect that the top floor of Genji Heavy Industries is so different."

Yuan Zhisheng and Zhennu sheathed their knives, the three of them changed their shoes and walked into Bird Sniper.

This place is very clean. It is different from the mess you imagined. It seems that the gods are also cautious when they come here.

Yuan Zhi was familiar with the road, and he was indeed very familiar with it. The eight Sheqi families often held gatherings here.

The vase had been moved, and the original plum blossoms were replaced with lavender.

There should have been ancient paintings from the Edo period hanging here, but now they are just children’s crayon doodles.

Yuan Zhisheng judged from various signs that someone had been to the shrine these days, and it was no surprise that it was the descendant of the god.

The people of the gods are very well-behaved and clean and tidy. They even change their shoes. They don't look like robbers at all.

Yuan Zhisheng's nose moved and he frowned.

The smell of blood.

The three of them looked at each other.

They all smelled the smell of blood in the air.

The direction it came from... was from the front.

Yuan Zhisheng and Zhongnu held knives in their hands, and Yan Ling was in a state that could be activated at any time. Lu Mingfei opened the door, and Yuan Zhisheng rushed forward like lightning.

Crow Yasha and Sakura looked up.

"Little Lord!"

Crow was excited.

"You're finally here!"

The crows hanging from the rafters like caterpillars screamed loudly.

Yasha also grinned happily.

These two shameless guys.

Sakura thought to herself, lowering her head deeply, her cheeks turning red.