Sign in to the God Body at the Beginning

The Tianyun Sect was in its heyday, and since its standing, there have been few turmoil in the territory.

Especially in the past thousand years, those elders living in the world are superbly powerful, their sects are becoming stronger and stronger, and there are countless vassals of immortal families.

Some small battles and losses are nothing at all.

Yousha Valley can be called the Valley of Death, where millions of heroes are stationed. In large-scale wars, geographic location is very important.

Even Taotai warriors can hardly cross this chasm, and must pass through the valley.

The exit of the gorge is Tiansong City, and the throat is choked, making it impossible for the Tianyunzong army to drive straight in.

"In Tiansong City, more than half of the forces in the south have gathered. The existence of the saint level is afraid of each other, and no one dares to take the initiative to attack. The bottom layer is constantly consumed, which may last for months or even years."

Arriving near Yousha Valley, one person and one car were very conspicuous, but no one dared to step forward to make things difficult.

Wearing Tianyunzong costumes, it is certainly not easy to dare to walk alone like this. In the eyes of the aborigines here, Tianyunzong is the supreme existence.

"A few days ago, a large number of Tianyunzong disciples came to the south, forming a large army of 15,000 people, hunting in the deep mountains and old forests, and the blood of wild beasts and big monsters stained the mountains."

"But it is said that the hunting progress is very unsatisfactory. Many geniuses have died in the mountains."

Lu Chenfei walked all the way, listening carefully, and when he arrived at Yousha Valley, he was startled by the sight in front of him.

This is not like a canyon, but more like a deep abyss.

Looking from the top down, it is dark and hazy. At the bottom, the military camp is very compact and can accommodate a million troops at the same time, which shows its vastness.

Flying up the rock wall at extreme speed, within a few days, there is no light at all.

Not only that, there were heavy guards above the canyon, and the enemy dared to cross the thunder pond for half a step, and died instantly.

"Welcome to Lord Saint Son!"

Seeing Lu Chenfei's arrival, he shouted neatly and saluted.

"Where is my master?" Lu Chenfei asked.

"The Great Elder is refining weapons in the barracks." A hall master stepped forward and said.

Refining weapons?

Lu Chenfei was puzzled. Given the huge reserves of the Sky Cloud Sect, there were as many souls as feathers.

These disciples who came to the battlefield had more than enough manpower.

Soon, under the leadership of the hall master, he went outside the tent of the Great Elder Camp, and from inside there was a clear metal knocking sound.

"What weapon is this forging?"

Lu Chenfei was puzzled, pushed open the shutter, and walked in.

The tent was very big, and there was no cave inside. He looked down, which shocked him.

If he broke in rashly, he would have fallen into the magma below.

The temperature of the magma is extremely high. As soon as it comes in, it feels like a dry mouth and a dull pain on the skin.

"This is a big bow and arrow cast from the mother gold of Hongmeng, you go out and try your power, come back and tell me." The elder was in the magma, looked up, and threw the bow and arrow up.

"So heavy?"

Lu Chenfei staggered when he received it in his hand, and almost fell into the magma without standing still.

He is now a five-strength martial artist who refining qi, with one arm shaken, and he has a thousand catties to say nothing. And this big bow, he used all the strength of the milk before he picked it up.

"Master, can I move it?"

Lu Chenfei had a dark face, and he was struggling to lift it up, let alone pulling the bowstring.

"If you can't pull it once, then ten times. If you can't pull it ten times, then a hundred times. As long as you can open your bow and shoot arrows, that's a huge improvement."

After the great elder finished speaking, he buried his head and continued casting arrows.

"Well, I'll try..."

Lu Chenfei dragged the bow and arrow out, and when he found a place with few people, he practiced drawing the bow and arrow.

From time to time, some disciples passed by nearby, all showing surprise.

There is no fancy engraving embellishment on the bow body, as a whole, it looks like a gray mist in the hand, hazy and looming.

The thick and thin bowstring gave Lu Chenfei a familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember seeing him there for a while.

"Ah... move me!"

Lu Chenfei let out a low growl, his face flushed.

However, the bowstring doesn't give any face, and it doesn't mean to move at all.

"The strength of the bow lies in the material of the bowstring. When you can easily pull the Hongmeng bow, you will not be far from the realm of supernatural power."

The great elder used the sound transmission technique, and the voice rang in Lu Chenfei's mind, as if paying attention to him all the time.

"The master gave the treasure, even if the disciple is exhausted, he must do his best to control it." Lu Chenfei said, and I wonder if the elder can hear it.

"When did I tell you?"

After a short while, the elder responded.

Hongmeng mother gold is extremely rare in this world and is regarded as a top strategic material.

Even if it is the Sky Cloud Sect, all the storage together can barely cast these bows and arrows.

"Didn't I just say that by giving me the bow, I can reach the realm of supernatural power?"

Lu Chenfei said cheeky.

"..."

The Great Elder was speechless and was silent for a long time before he said: "It's not that I can't give it to you, I can change the Taiyuan Bell!"

Taiyuan Bell.

This was the treasure that Master gave to Lu Chenfei, it was extremely terrifying, and it was sealed with layers of formations.

It's a pity that with his current ability, even one-tenth of the power of Taiyuan Zhong can't be used.

It can only be placed on the co-pilot and used as a bell. It is really a violent thing.

"I don't change."

Lu Chenfei curled his lips, no matter how good the Hongmeng bow was, it was only a holy artifact at best.

As for Taiyuan Bell, it was an immortal tool that the Great Master had sacrificed for tens of thousands of years. Once the seal was lifted, the power that would erupt, Tuxian could not be underestimated.

Not to mention him, even if Yan Nanfei held it in his hand, he couldn't exert all his powers.

"I will add ten more bowstrings to you."

The voice of the great elder sounded again.

"I won't change it if I add a hundred sticks." Lu Chenfei despised, he was not a fool.

Although there is a difference between the sacred artifact and the immortal artifact, the actual power differs ten thousand times, or even a million times.

"Then don't worry about the Hongmeng bow, this is the first sacred weapon of the teacher's life."

The voice of the great elder fell, and then there was no sound, it should be busy casting arrows.

The sacred artifact?

Lu Chenfei was stunned, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

In this world, there are countless souls.

Logically speaking, many people began to practice their natal spirit soldiers when they were in the realm of supernatural powers.

The beginning of martial arts begins with physical training and qi training, followed by supernatural powers, Daotai, Shenfu, and three major realms, each of which is divided into eight smaller realms.

The gap between realms is a huge watershed.

It is also at this stage that the life span of the warrior goes from youth to old age, which is the stage of vigorous vitality and the peak of combat power.

There is a lot of time and effort to sacrifice the spirit soldiers.

After this, most warriors will choose to seek the truth with one heart, breaking the life span.

If the life span is divided according to the cultivation base, the state of the great elder at this time is not old but old, and there is a long time span during this period.

In his old age, I could not say that day, I was lying in the coffin.

At this stage, it seems that I don’t know much about sacrificing weapons...

...

At the same time, in the magma layer.

Yan Nanfei poured the melted Hongmeng mother gold into the abrasive tool, and cursed: "Little bunny, the old man can live at least 50,000 years, and now I start to worry about my baby, I'm afraid you can't afford it! "

Then he raised his head and looked away from the sky. All the barriers and obstacles no longer exist in his eyes.

"It's still far from the realm of supernatural powers. If you want to pull the Hongmeng bow, you can't do it for a year or a half.

When the words fell, a crack appeared in the void.

Immediately afterwards, a cold current hits, the metal rapidly cools, and he begins to work his arrows.

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