Supreme Martial God Technique

"Palace Master, if this continues, he will die."

Feng Changyi said anxiously.

"Won't."

On the other hand, Yang Yiyun's expression was calmer than before.

Of course, he was not worried about Wu Yun.

No matter what, now he and Wu Yun are in the same boat after all.

The reason why he was not worried was because he could vaguely feel that there was another powerful force in Wu Yun's body helping him.

However, Yang Yiyun couldn't tell what the powerful force in Wu Yun's body was.

However, he could feel that this power did exist and was far beyond his reach.

At this moment, whether it was Feng Changyi or him, it was useless to help.

Because of this, he stopped Feng Changyi.

If even this power cannot help Wu Yun, then Feng Changyi's step to help will only increase trouble.

At this moment, Wu Yun's face became increasingly ugly, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

His face also became paler.

Feng Changyi and Yang Yiyun were also waiting patiently.

The whole process didn't last long.

Probably, after a hundred breaths.

Finally, Wu Yun's painful expression gradually dissipated.

His pale face gradually regained its color.

"It was successful. Did he survive it?"

Feng Changyi said with some excitement.

"No, it's just the beginning."

Yang Yiyun's eyes darkened and he said: "At this moment, he is just increasing and stabilizing the total amount of spiritual energy in his body to the ninth level of the Dao Realm."

"Hi~~! That's right, the power of Tao and martial arts requires his understanding of martial arts."

Feng Changyi's face, which had just appeared full of joy, suddenly sank.

"right!"

Yang Yiyun nodded and said: "He has improved his cultivation so quickly. In such a short period of time, his understanding of martial arts will definitely not be able to keep up."

"Then what should I do? If this is the case, if this state lasts for too long, then he may still be unable to escape the end of exploding to death."

Feng Changyi said worriedly.

"Palace Master, is there any way I can help him?"

"No!"

Yang Yiyun's straightforward answer made Feng Changyi's face change tragically.

He didn't speak anymore, because he knew that at this time, no matter how much he said, it would be nonsense.

The only thing he could do was wait.

Waiting for a miracle to happen.

In fact, compared to Feng Changyi, Yang Yiyun was not that worried.

Because he could feel that if Wu Yun dared to do this, he must have someone to rely on.

And what he relies on is most likely the unknown powerful force in his body.

At this moment, in Wu Yun's sea of ​​consciousness, the sound of the Divine Bell of Creation also sounded.

"You brat, don't relax. The real difficulties have just begun. Keep your aura steady. I can help you. I won't be able to help you with the power of Tao later. I can only give you this power, but can I?" To understand and use it for your own use depends on your own destiny."

"Once you fail, all your efforts over the years will be in vain."

"Come on, get ready!"

Wu Yun did not hesitate, gritted his teeth and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yun felt a majestic force suddenly rushing toward his sea of ​​consciousness crazily.

No, not the sea of ​​consciousness.

To be precise, it should be the world of Tao in the sea of ​​his consciousness.

In an instant, Wu Yun felt as if his head was about to explode.

Now, although he can freely enter and exit the world of Tao.

However, that is based on his strength in the alchemy path.

If he were a martial artist and with his understanding of martial arts, it would be impossible to enter the world of free entry and exit.

"Oops, I can't even enter the world of Tao?"

Originally, Wu Yun wanted to enter the world of Tao as an alchemist.

However, he discovered that at this moment, his alchemy path was automatically blocked.

There was a buzzing sound in my head, and the entire sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be exploding.

The tearing pain made Wu Yun have the urge to commit suicide.

It was so painful that I wanted to die.

This kind of pain is simply not something ordinary people can understand.

Even Wu Yun, who had always been strong-willed, began to show signs of blurred thinking.

There is even an urge to seek death.

"You brat, keep the spiritual platform empty, hold still, don't mess around, don't care about anything, as long as your sea of ​​consciousness doesn't explode, just hold on. This is the path you chose. Even if you kneel, you will give me a I'm holding on."

As Wu Yun's consciousness became more and more confused, the sound of the Divine Bell of Creation came at the right time in his mind.

At the same time, waves of soft breath slowly spread throughout Wu Yun's body, including his sea of ​​consciousness.

There is no doubt that this is the Divine Bell of Creation helping him.

Suddenly, Wu Yun immediately regained consciousness.

However, even after he regained consciousness, he still couldn't do anything.

Because he cannot enter the world of Tao at all.

If you can't get in, you can't control the entire situation.

All he could do was hold on.

As for whether it can succeed, I'm afraid it really depends on luck.

In line with that sentence, now, everything depends on his own destiny.

"Yang Yiyun, it's been one hundred and twenty years, and you're finally out. My old friend, stay well!"

At this moment, an unusually loud and majestic voice came out from outside the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion.

Hearing this voice, Yang Yiyun and Feng Changyi immediately looked away from Wu Yun.

"They're coming!"

Feng Changyi said.

Yang Yiyun frowned and said nothing.

But at almost the same time Feng Changyi opened his mouth.

I saw him wave his arms violently.

In an instant, an invisible isolation spiritual energy shield appeared around Wu Yun, wrapping Wu Yun up.

This move was for no other reason than to fear that the Master of the Martial Arts Palace would be alone in the sky.

I sensed the powerful force existing in Wu Yun's body.

Once he is noticed in this situation, he will definitely stop it.

I'm afraid Wu Yun will completely lose all his previous efforts.

After doing this, Yang Yiyun said: "I'll go out first. You watch Wu Yun here. Don't let anyone disturb him. If anyone breaks in, do your best to kill him!"

"yes!"

Feng Changyi nodded.

"Palace Master, be careful!"

"Don't worry, he can't kill me, but if..."

While speaking, Yang Yiyun suddenly looked back at Wu Yun.

He stopped talking, sighed, and then stopped talking.

He flew out of the way and disappeared into the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion.

In the Tibetan Medicine Pavilion, Feng Changyi looked at Wu Yun anxiously.

At this moment, Wu Yun had regained his composure, and the rioting spiritual energy in his body had also calmed down.

However, there has been no movement in his cultivation.

I guess Wu Yun should be comprehending martial arts at this moment.

However, can he really succeed in such a short time?

"Wu Yun, you must succeed!"

Just listen to Feng Changyi murmuring to himself, then slightly raising his head.

He whispered: "Ancestors of my Danhun Palace, you must protect my Danhun Palace and make it prosperous for generations to come and survive this disaster!"

Supreme Martial God Technique