Martial Mythology

Zhang Yu had wanted to refine the eighth-rank true god pill and the eighth-rank true artifact, but he couldn't find a suitable place, so he had to give up.

Now, with the Panlong True God Realm, he can finally let go of his hands and feet, and wantonly refine eighth-rank true god pills and eighth-rank true god tools.

Not far away, Hong Meng slowly woke up from the deep shock.

He took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, then walked over, and said with a little respect: "The dean has great magical powers, Hongmeng admires him!"

After seeing Zhang Yu's terrifying power, he could no longer treat Zhang Yu with an equal attitude.

Although he tried his best to straighten his mind so as not to be too respectful, there was still a hint of respect in his words.

Advocating the strong is the instinct of all living beings, even if it is a primordial being, it cannot be avoided.

"Small skills are not worth mentioning." Zhang Yu said modestly.

The corner of Hong Meng's mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't know how to answer the words for a while.

Zhang Yu seemed to see Hongmeng's embarrassment, and said without a smile: "Actually, your strength is not bad. According to my observation, your understanding of the law is almost complete. Looking at the world, there are few people who are strong in the eighth-level true god realm. I can surpass you, but your use of the law seems to be a little lacking, otherwise, it would be difficult for my avatar to match you."

Hong Meng was stunned, and then said seriously: "I also ask Mr. Dean to give advice!"

This time, it seemed much more natural for him to directly address Zhang Yu as the dean.

"Strictly speaking, you should be regarded as a strong person in the upper realm of the true god." Zhang Yu smiled lightly: "And my avatar only has the cultivation base of the lower realm of the true god. The reason why your battle ended in a tie is because of me. Due to the special divine power of the avatar, the combat power is far superior to that of ordinary true god lower realm powerhouses, and even stronger than ordinary true god middle realm powerhouses. Strength."

There are three grades of Hongmeng controllers.

The first grade is the top primordial master, which is the first sequence, and only four can be born at most, and the ultimate strength is the upper realm of true gods.

The second rank is the second-ranked primordial master, the second rank, the number can reach sixteen, and the ultimate strength is the true god.

The third level is the last level of primordial masters. It is the third series. There is no limit to the number, but its ultimate strength is only the lower level of the true god. No matter how much it is practiced, the level will not be improved. , Slightly increase combat power.

And Hongmeng, as well as the future Linley, are undoubtedly the existence of the first sequence.

"Then how can I strengthen the use of laws?" Hong Meng asked.

"It's very simple, fight!" Zhang Yu said with a smile: "Fighting with masters, and constantly fighting, can strengthen your use of laws!"

Hongmeng's combat power does not match his cultivation level because he has never encountered a strong opponent.

He is the only one in the entire grandmeng space, and the grandmeng universe was created by him. There is no one who is his opponent. Without an opponent, naturally there is no chance to train his own combat power, and he has no chance to apply the power of laws to actual combat. This also led to the fact that although Hongmeng's realm was high, his combat power could not keep up.

If he meets someone with a lower level of cultivation than him, he can still handle it, but once he meets someone with the same level of cultivation as him, he will be in a dangerous situation.

Hearing Zhang Yu's words, Hong Meng said solemnly: "I understand!"

He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master Dean, for your guidance!"

Zhang Yu smiled slightly, but did not correct what he called himself.

"Brother avatar, can you do me a favor?" Hong Meng looked at the dean's avatar.

"I can compete with you, but let's agree in advance that I also want to practice myself. It's okay to compete occasionally, but it's impossible to compete frequently." The dean's avatar said.

"Haha, if you agree to compete with me, I will be satisfied. How dare you ask for more?" Hong Meng laughed, "Let's go, brother avatar, let's go to another place to compete, so as not to disturb the dean!"

The next moment, Hongmeng and the dean's avatars turned into streamers, and appeared in an instant, so many light-years away.

Zhang Yu adjusted his state, and waited until the spirit state returned to its peak, and then began to refine the eighth-rank true god pill and eighth-rank true artifact.

The primordial space is extremely strong, even if it is a battle of the true gods, it is difficult to cause any strong damage to it, so Zhang Yu does not have to worry at all. what havoc.

In the misty world, Zhang Yu's body was filled with endless primordial energy. In a huge virtual alchemy furnace, the eighth-grade medicinal herbs were slowly changing. They were wrapped by the power of time and endured Accelerating time ten thousand times, slowly changing in that terrifyingly hot flame...

This is the benefit of being a true God Realm powerhouse!

The same is an eight-star alchemist, a strong person in the true god realm can speed up through time and shorten the time spent on alchemy, but a strong person in the transcendent realm can only rely on a long time to refine medicinal materials and refine an eighth-grade true god It is common for pills to take decades or even hundreds of years, and there is no guarantee of successful refining.

Of course, in order to prevent the Hongmeng universe from being affected and breaking the balance, Zhang Yu controlled the time acceleration within the range of 10,000 times, and did not increase it further, so as to avoid any accidents.

Time passed slowly.

Hongmeng and the dean's avatar once again fought fiercely. From the unknown distance, deafening roars came from time to time, and the sky and the earth trembled slightly. However, this did not affect Zhang Yu's alchemy in the slightest. He concentrated all his attention on the alchemy furnace On top of the ever-changing medicinal materials, he turned a deaf ear to all movements from the outside world.

Around the alchemy furnace, the tangy fragrance spread out towards the surroundings.

The fragrance seems to have some kind of magical power, which makes people intoxicated.

Even if the refining of the eighth-rank true god pill fails, and it is smelted into a furnace of waste, its value is still no less than that of some seventh-rank god pills!

As time passed day by day, Zhang Yu was concentrating on refining the eighth-rank true god pill, and the dean's avatar and Hongmeng were also fighting more and more fiercely. In a blink of an eye, six years had passed.

Hongmeng Universe, the material plane of Yulan Continent.

Spring went to autumn, time flew by, and before he knew it, Linley was already twelve years old.

Due to hard training and the full supply of resources, the 12-year-old Linley has grown to 1.75 meters, and has a strong figure. Without the innocence of the past, people who don't know him will often regard him as a sixteen or seventeen-year-old person, not a twelve-year-old boy.

This boy has a calmness that ordinary people don't have, coupled with his mature appearance, making his age highly deceptive.

In the backyard of the Baruch family mansion, Linley slowly opened his eyes and finished his day of training.

"God level, it's getting closer and closer." Linley laughed.

In the past few days, he faintly touched a god-level barrier.

"Thanks to the "Secret Code of Four Elephants", this exercise is amazing." Linley clenched his fists, a little excited, "Father and Uncle Hillman practiced the new "Secret Code of Dragon Blood", but their strength has not improved as much as mine So quickly, within a few years, their cultivation has been equaled by me, and even together, they are no match for me."

You know, both Hogg and Hillman have become dragon blood warriors, and their fighting power is very powerful. After transforming, their fighting power has soared. However, even so, they can't beat Linley together, which shows how terrible Linley is.

"According to Uncle Stuart, my current cultivation should be at the limit of the sanctuary." Linley thought, "Father and Uncle Hillman are also at the limit of the sanctuary..."

Now he is no longer the idiot boy who didn't understand anything.

He is very clear about what the limit of the sanctuary represents.

Perhaps, in the highest planes such as hell and the underworld, the limit of the sanctuary is nothing, but in the plane of the Yulan continent, the limit of the sanctuary is already a very powerful master, and can be called the most powerful existence in the sanctuary. On the plane, there are only a handful of strong people who can surpass the limits of the sanctuary.

None of the sanctuary dragons captured by Stuart six years ago was a match for Linley.

Even if they join forces, it will be difficult to hurt Linley in the slightest!

This is the power of the ultimate powerhouse in the sanctuary!

What's more, Linley is not an ordinary extreme strongman in the sanctuary, he is also an ultimate warrior of the four phenomena, which is a combination of dragon blood warrior, tiger pattern warrior, purple flame warrior, and undead warrior. It was much more terrifying. With his strong mental strength and pure fighting spirit, he could calmly face any enemy. Even if he fought against the lower gods, Linley would not be afraid at all.

"elder brother!"

Suddenly, a clear voice came from the front yard, it was Wharton.

Linley stood up, smiled and walked over.

"Brother!" Wharton said excitedly, "I've reached level six fighter!"

Stuart followed Wharton and said respectfully, "Master Linley!"

"Uncle Stuart, you're here too." Linley greeted Stuart before looking at Wharton, "Congratulations, Wharton!"

Looking at Wharton, he seemed to see himself once.

"By the way, Wharton, you haven't bullied those friends recently, have you?" Linley suddenly remembered something and asked.

"Uh, Wharton didn't bully them! They are too weak, it's meaningless to play with them." Wharton said with some disgust: "Wharton has worked hard recently, and he must become a strong brother like my brother in the future! "

He has already become a sixth-level fighter, while many other children have not even reached the first-level fighter.

"A strong man?" Linley laughed dumbfounded, "I'm still far from being a strong man!"

He already knew the realm of cultivation above the sanctuary, the lower gods, the middle gods, the upper gods, and above the great perfection of the upper gods, there are even more powerful main gods, masters, and even the supreme supreme gods. Compared with others, he has just stepped into the door of cultivation!

"Even the Supreme God can't be called a real strong man." Linley thought of Zhang Yu and the creator "Hongmeng" mentioned in Beirut, and thought to himself: "The real strong man should be the teacher and Hongmeng. Someone like Senior!"

Only such a master can bloom the most beautiful demeanor!

That was also the existence that Linley yearned for in his heart!

"By the way, Master Linley, Mr. Hogg asked you to come over after your training is over. He has something very important to tell you." Stuart said.

Linley was startled, then nodded, "I see, Uncle Stuart."

He said to Wharton: "Wharton, you can play alone first, I will go to see my father, and I will accompany you later."

"Oh." Wharton thought about it, but still said obediently: "Then I'll wait for you here."

Linley bid farewell to Wharton and Stuart, walked around a dilapidated ancestral house and entered the living room.

Hogg and Hillman had been waiting here for a long time. When they saw Linley, their eyes lit up. The latter's aura was much stronger than the previous day. It seemed that he should break through to the god level. Just these days.

The old butler Ciri stood behind Hogg on the left, watching this scene with a smile.

"Father, Uncle Hillman, Grandpa Heli." Linley called out politely, and then asked, "Father, I heard from Uncle Stuart that you asked me to come over, do you want to tell me something?"

Hogg nodded and said to Linley, "Sit down first."

Linley sat on a stool beside him.

"Linley, do you still remember the matter of the treasure inherited from our Baruch family?" Hogg asked.

"The sword is 'slaughter'!" Linley raised his head and said seriously, "This is a disgrace to the Baruch family, and I will never forget it!"

A gratified smile appeared on Hogg's face, and he said: "I have been patient for six years and never asked about this matter. Now, you are about to break through to the god level, and I will entrust you with this important task. Go and bring back the sword 'Slaughter' personally, and wash away the shame of our Baruch family, are you willing?"