Supreme God Emperor

At the same time, in the Liangyi Pavilion and Wuying Pavilion.

"Damn it!"

A low curse sounded, and a woman walked out of Wuying Pavilion, her face pale.

"At any rate, I am also in the Four-Four God Realm, and I can't win when I encounter the same level!"

The woman muttered to herself angrily.

"Lin Yimiao!"

Suddenly, a laughter sounded.

A few figures are coming at this moment.

"Lin Yimiao, what? Seeing you look ugly, you lost again?"

The leading man, with his hands behind him, looked at Lin Yimiao, and said with a smile: "Would you like to compare me with me?"

"Hmph, Lu Feng, go away, this girl is too lazy to talk to you!"

Lin Yimiao didn't give the man a good face, and hummed, "What does it matter to you if I lose?"

"Don't get angry, everyone is in the Liangyi Pavilion at any rate, and it is considered a person of identity. It's not good to be so bluffing!"

"What is good, Lu Feng, don't rely on your elder brother to be great, make it as if you are great!"

Lin Yimiao said unceremoniously, "Isn't your eldest brother in the Dual Divine Realm? Sooner or later I will be surpassed, so what is your comparison with me?"

Lin Yimiao's words fell, cut and left.

"stop!"

A low drink, sounded at this moment.

Lu Feng's face was cold, and he shouted, "Lin Yimiao, don't think that your master is Gu calligraphy and painting, you can do whatever you want!"

"Once a hundred years have passed, my elder brother may become the head of the Liangyi Pavilion."

"I advise you to be the best, keep a low profile."

"Pooh!"

Lin Yimiao sneered and said: "Your brother? Pavilion Master? Lu Shaoren is just a dual divine realm, not to mention that Xiang Dongyu and Ge Long are still pressing him, but he is not. When the pastor is catching up, your eldest brother shouldn't be in a delusion. metropolitan."

"you wanna die!"

Lu Feng snorted and grabbed Lin Yimiao directly with his palm.

boom……

At this moment, a wave suddenly sounded.

"Lu Feng, this is the interior of Zongmen, not a place to fight!"

"If you want to fight, how about I accompany you to fight in Wuying Pavilion?"

A cold snort sounded at this moment.

Qi Zhongshu held Lu Feng's neck in his hand and said indifferently.

"Who am I!"

Lu Feng broke free of his palm and took a step back.

"It turned out to be Brother Qi!"

Lu Feng sneered and said: "I admit that it is not as good as Senior Brother Qi Liufu Divine Realm, but Senior Brother Qi really wants to compare, I don't mind, let my brother compare with Senior Brother Qi."

"Your brother's Dual Divine Realm is not you, don't talk about your brother every day!"

The ridicule sounded, Mu Yun stepped forward and smiled: "Or, let's have a match?"

"Brother Pastor!"

"Brother Pastor!"

Both Qi Zhongshu and Lin Yimiao's faces changed slightly.

"Lu Feng has been in the Divine Realm for a long time, don't mess around..." Qi Zhongshu whispered.

"Let him be proud!" Lin Yimiao also hurriedly said.

The reason why Lin Yimiao talked for a long time without doing anything is because this Lu Feng, although annoying, does have two brushes.

She had also fought against Lu Feng before.

But less wins and more losses.

Although Mu Yun was in the Three-Fu Divine Realm, there was still a huge gap with the Four-Fu Divine Realm.

"It's okay!"

Mu Yun smiled.

"Lu Feng, do you dare?"

Mu Yun said again: "Wuying Pavilion, one battle!"

"Why not dare!"

Seeing Mu Yun's initiative to invite the battle, Lu Feng was very excited.

The pavilion owner took great care of this guy, and said that in a hundred years, he would fight against his eldest brother?

What a joke!

Big brother's duality, what kind of realm is Mu Yun?

Now, instead of elder brother to teach Mu Yun a lesson, it's best!

"Wuying Pavilion, go!"

Lu Feng snorted and stepped forward.

"Brother Pastor!"

Lin Yimiao was also holding Muyun at this moment.

"It's okay!"

Mu Yun smiled and said, "Senior Sister Lin forgot, but I learned the formation!"

"How about the formation?"

Lin Yimiao just wanted to say something, but Qi Zhongshu thought of something and pulled Lin Yimiao back.

"Okay, then you be careful."

"Ok!"

Mu Yun stepped away immediately.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Qi Zhongshu smiled and said: "The pastor's brother today has already condensed into a thousand yuan spirit shaping formation."

"How about condensed?"

Lin Yimiao said again: "I have condensed it too."

"It's the way of five hundred yuan!"

"How about five hundred yuan, I..."

Ok?

Lin Yimiao was taken aback!

In this way, can Muyun deal with Lu Feng just by relying on the method of formation?

"go!"

Lin Yimiao was excited at this moment.

Although she was not Lu Feng's opponent, but if Mu Yun could beat Lu Feng bitterly, she would look very relieved.

Wuying Pavilion is divided into two major areas.

The first area is that the disciples of the Liangyi Pavilion enter the Wuying Pavilion, and in the room isolated by the formation, surrender a certain number of source stones, the power of the soul, integrated into the formation, and matched to the corresponding level. Disciple, fight each other to improve each other.

This kind of match makes it impossible to know the name of the other party.

The second type of area is the Wuying Pavilion disciple, in the public area.

The two were on the edge of the ring, condensing their souls into the ring and fighting each other.

This kind of fight can be watched by people, and is more similar to an open competition.

At this moment, Lu Feng was in the open area, waiting for Mu Yun.

"Mu Yun, since it is a fight, it is stipulated that a certain amount of source stones must be paid as a reward to inspire everyone's fighting spirit."

"The sect stipulated that the prince must be at least 100, and the prince must be at least 1,000."

"I have fifty thousand of them, all bets."

"How about you?"

"Can you get it?"

Lu Feng looked at Mu Yun, provocatively.

"Fifty thousand is too few, one hundred thousand!"

Looking at Lu Feng, Mu Yun smiled.

"One hundred thousand source stones, I think it's very good."

Hearing this, Lu Feng's face twitched.

Where does this guy come from so confident?

Lu Feng hesitated at this moment, but the surface was still calm.

"You guys lend me first!"

Looking at the people around him, Lu Feng shouted in a low voice: "You have your share in the win!"

"it is good!"

"no problem!"

Several disciples who followed Lu Feng nodded at this moment.

"It's only one hundred thousand source stones, I can still afford to gamble!"

"I just don't know, do you have that many?" Lu Feng sneered looking at Mu Yun.

"It's not for you to worry about it!"

With a wave of Mu Yun's palm, one hundred thousand source stones appeared at this moment.

In the past three years, the Master of the Liangyi Pavilion has never lacked his cultivation resources.

Source stone, ancient gods, ancient artifacts, everything.

"In that case, come on!"

Lu Feng stepped out, a strand of soul separated and poured into the formation.

In an instant, a figure appeared in the formation ring.

Not much different from Lu Feng.

Mu Yun also stepped forward at this moment, looking ahead.

"Boy, no wonder you have confidence!"

Lu Feng looked at Mu Yun and sneered: "Have you reached the Four-Fu Divine Realm?"

"Even if it doesn't, kill you, don't worry."

Mu Yun looked at Lu Feng with a calm expression.

Over the past three years, he has been fusing the heavens and the earth, making his strength go one step further and reach the Four-Four-Party God Realm.

It's natural that you can't hide it when you are on the ring at this moment.

At this time, some disciples were also attracted.

"Isn't that Lu Feng? The Divine Lord's four-fun spirit realm, who will fight against him?"

"Don't you know this guy? The disciple appointed by the pavilion master, should be cultivated as the next pavilion master."

"real or fake?"

"Can this kind of thing be fake?"

The disciples around were talking a lot at this moment.

Mu Yun didn't care either.

In this kind of competition, the two of them have a ray of soul, which can evolve into a real battle.

Taking the source stone as a note can make the disciples pay more attention to it.

In addition, being beheaded and losing a ray of soul, although it is not fatal, it still needs a period of time to recover.

The least cost, the greatest effect of the competition.

"Mu Yun, when you reach the Divine Sifu Divine Realm, you think you can fight me?"

"You look too high on yourself!"

Lu Feng sneered.

"A competition, is there so much nonsense? To cover up your fears?"

"fear?"

In Lu Feng's eyes, a murderous opportunity appeared.

This guy actually thought he would be afraid of him?

"kill!"

Lu Feng let out a low drink, and the spear in his hand appeared, stabling Mu Yun directly.

"Hundred Fracture Fingers!"

With a low cry in his heart, Mu Yun pointed out.

Om...

In an instant, finger marks were drawn on the ring.

The overbearing finger marks gathered together, then spread out, turning into thirty fingerprints, and rushed towards Lu Feng.

"broken!"

A low drink, sounded at this moment.

boom……

Suddenly, Lu Feng's figure had not yet approached, and at this moment, his entire body exploded.

One move, defeat.

Under the ring, Lu Feng paled at the moment, he staggered, and opened his eyes.

Lost in one move!

How can it be!

Lu Feng was full of disbelief at the moment.

On the arena, the broken soul breath was directly swallowed by Mu Yun.

At this moment, Mu Yun just withdrew.

"One hundred thousand source stone, hand it over!"

Looking at Lu Feng, Mu Yun smiled lightly.

"you……"

"Give you!"

After throwing it out, Lu Feng coldly snorted, "Mu Yun, you are fine!"

Shaking his sleeves, Lu Feng angrily left.

"Yes, brother pastor!"

Lin Yimiao looked at Mu Yun at the moment, and looked up and down: "Hidden you can't show it!"

Qi Zhongshu also smiled slightly now.

He originally thought that Mu Yun was still in the Sanfu Divine Realm and would defeat Lu Feng with a formation, but he didn't expect it to be a simple one.

"The Hundred Cracks Sage refers to you who dare to cultivate, it's amazing!" Lin Yimiao praised: "I also cultivated back then. It's too difficult. It requires too much physical strength."

Mu Yun smiled and said: "Actually, the more you practice, the more you will find that the Hundred Cracked Sacred Finger does not have that high requirement for physical strength."

"It's just that you need precise force control."

"Let's put it this way, ten percent of the physical strength can exert ten percent of the power of the holy finger, and fifty percent can also exert 50% of the power. There is no such thing as the physical strength is not enough to be able to practice."

Hearing this, Lin Yimiao nodded.

"In three years, I reached the Four-Organism God Realm and became a second-level Ancient God Formation Master!"

"You guy, you are really an evildoer."

"No wonder the pavilion master treats you as the son of God, and teaches you all!"

Lin Yimiao exclaimed.

No one can be like Mu Yun.

Between the three of them, they returned to the Liangyi Pavilion and the Sovereign Peak.

The lord of Liangyi Pavilion, with white hair, sits cross-legged and looks old.

To his side, Gu Shuhua stood silently.

"In three years, have you learned a thousand yuan to shape a spirit formation?"

"Yeah!" Gu Shuhua said, "It's really rare."

The lord of the Liangyi Pavilion looked at Gu Shuhua and asked, "Calligraphy and painting, how many years did you spend back then?"