Supreme Martial God Technique

"Palace Master, this boy, he..."

Because of the anxiety in his heart, Feng Changyi still didn't react.

But Yang Yiyun waved his hand to stop him.

Said: "Look, does he look like he's about to explode?"

Feng Changyi didn't react until it was pointed out.

Indeed, if he were an ordinary person, he would probably stuff a large amount of food into his mouth like Wu Yun.

Not to mention the explosion, I'm afraid I would have been exhausted long ago.

"There is something strange in his body. I'm afraid there is some hidden secret. Don't worry, maybe a miracle will happen."

Yang Yiyun patted Feng Changyi on the shoulder, signaling him not to worry.

Feng Changyi looked at Yang Yiyun and then at Wu Yun.

Sighing, that's all that can be done now.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Wu Yun had eaten all the precious medicinal materials in the entire Tibetan Medicine Pavilion.

This scene once again made Feng Changyi's eyes widen.

Even Yang Yiyun couldn't help but want to utter an exclamation.

This is a strange person!

However, after devouring it, what is left is to refine the energy and improve your cultivation.

This is a long process.

Wu Yun originally planned for at least five days, or even ten days.

But the time given to him now is less than three days.

In three days, how far could Wu Yun reach?

In three days, can he become the biggest trump card of Danhun Palace?

Three days later, can he represent the Danhun Palace and fight against the most powerful genius in the Martial Arts Palace?

Three days later, can he wake up the Danhun Palace, those who have been blinded by the power of the Martial Arts Palace, and those who have been loyal to the Danhun Palace for a long time?

One day, two days!

time flies.

It also passed very slowly.

It's suffering, it's waiting.

In the end, they still weren't given enough time.

Not even three days.

Just after half of the second day, Yang Yiyun suddenly opened his eyes in the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion.

His eyes were deep, terrifyingly deep.

After a while, he was heard murmuring: "Here he comes, Dubu Tian is here!"

"Dubu Tian!"

Feng Changyi suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Yiyun.

The name Dubutian is probably like a nightmare to all those who are still loyal to Danhun Palace today.

If it weren't for this person, Danhun Palace would not be what it is now.

If it weren't for this person, the Danhun Palace would still be the top force that could compete with the Martial Arts Palace.

The master of the Martial Arts Palace is unique!

"These bastards came so quickly. I wonder how Wu Yun's refining is going? It's been two days and there's still no movement!"

Feng Changyi looked at Wu Yun, full of worry, and said.

Wu Yun, who was refining energy at the moment, didn't know these things about the outside world.

But he didn't know it, but the Divine Bell of Creation knew it.

While Wu Yun was refining, he heard the sound of the Divine Bell of Creation coming from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hey, brat, how are you? Your enemy is here!"

"Coming? Coming so soon?"

Wu Yun's expression suddenly changed.

"Asshole, if you give me a little more time, even a few hours would be enough, but I'm here at this time."

Suddenly, Wu Yun gritted his teeth and said, "Old bastard, do me a favor!"

"What do you want to do? Boy, don't be stupid!"

The Divine Bell of Creation seemed to have guessed what Wu Yun wanted to do and reminded him.

"No, I don't have time. I must improve my cultivation to at least the ninth level of Enlightenment. Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult to gain a foothold."

Wu Yun said firmly.

"Are you crazy? Don't think that you can do whatever you want with those bullshit nine meridians in your body. Are you sure you want to do this?"

The God of Creation Zhong said: "Besides, even if I help you achieve what you want, can you keep up with your understanding of martial arts? If it is like before, you may barely be able to do it in ten days, but It’s only been two days now, you don’t have time to understand martial arts, you’re just thinking too much.”

"Yes, I really can't do it myself, but what if you help me?"

Wu Yundao.

"Help you? Tsk, why should I help you?"

The Divine Bell of Creation said disdainfully.

But soon he changed the topic and said: "Hey, even if I help you, do you think you can bear it? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to bear it at all, and even the martial arts you have learned before will completely collapse?"

"In that case, you will be a waste for the rest of your life, and no one can save you."

"Help me, this time, I have to do it!"

Perhaps Wu Yun had already thought of what the Divine Bell of Creation said, so he didn't have any surprise or hesitation.

"You brat, you..."

"Old bastard, help me! This time, I beg you, no matter success or failure, even if it means death, I will admit it!"

"Whether it's for my father, for Bai Ling, or for the hope of these two old men in front of me, I accept it. Besides, if you don't help me, I will definitely die this time, right?"

Wu Yun said casually with a slight smile.

Perhaps, he also knew how absurd and impossible his decision was this time.

However, he understood that he had to do this.

This is all that can be done.

"Oh, you idiot!"

After being silent for a long time, the Divine Bell of Creation uttered these two words.

However, this stupid sound did not mean to curse, but more of concern.

"Get ready. I will help you increase your spiritual energy reserves first. Then, I will pour the power of martial arts into your world of Tao."

"If you can handle it, you've succeeded. If you can't, you're dead."

The Divine Bell of Creation said.

"Thank you, come on!"

Wu Yun nodded.

Suddenly, a majestic energy surged through Wu Yun's body like a surge.

At this moment, all the energy was filled with an almost crazy momentum.

Rushing toward his Dantian.

"Ah~~~!"

The Dantian that originally only belonged to the first level of the Enlightenment Realm was suddenly accumulated by the total amount of spiritual energy from the ninth level of the Enlightenment Realm.

Wu Yun felt as if his Dantian was about to burst.

Not only that, his body and meridians were also suffering from the same torture.

Unable to hold it back for a moment, he actually let out a painful roar.

Wu Yun's painful roar also immediately attracted the attention of Yang Yiyun and Elder Feng.

Elder Feng said in surprise: "No, what happened to him? The spiritual energy in his body is so chaotic at the moment. No, the total amount of spiritual energy in his body has exceeded the limit that he can bear. He won't really explode and die, right?"

"No, I have to help him!"

With that said, Elder Feng was ready to step forward.

"Don't worry, wait!"

Yang Yiyun stood up suddenly and stopped Feng Changyi.

He stared at Wu Yun with strange eyes.

That gaze seemed to want to see through Wu Yun.

Supreme Martial God Technique