World Wide Martial Art

"God level?"

Ye Feng was slightly startled. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

God-level weapons are only divided into junior high, high and third grades.

Even if it is only a first-grade divine weapon, the materials required to refine the divine weapon are still extremely demanding, and there are no divine weapons in ordinary divine realms.

Because every divine weapon needs to be carefully practiced and cultivated by a strong person in the divine realm for many years. Only when the material can withstand the divine will and laws of a strong person in the divine realm can it become a divine weapon. Otherwise, it will only break into pieces and become waste. .

The stronger the divine will and law that the master of the divine weapon integrates into the divine weapon, the stronger the divine weapon will be.

Therefore, the grade of a divine weapon is determined by the quality of its material, but its power is affected by the holder.

The high priest is at the ninth level of the divine realm. Although this sky-splitting knife is only a first-class product, it is his old weapon.

The sky-splitting knife is integrated with the high priest's divine will and laws, and its power must be extraordinary. This is a precious gift.

"Thank you, high priest."

Ye Feng is not hypocritical. Although the Sky Splitting Knife is precious, he does need it. The trial in the Black Dragon Palace is difficult and dangerous, and only with the magic weapon can he be more confident.

Picking up the Sky-Splitting Knife, Ye Feng felt a mysterious and magical aura contained in the blade.

This breath of dryness and glory is the law of dryness and glory that the high priest has understood. Ye Feng can activate this law by injecting power into the Sky Splitting Knife.

This is the most extraordinary thing about the divine weapons. Under the divine realm, those who master the divine weapons dare to claim to be invincible, and the power of the law is unstoppable.

"kindness."

When the high priest saw Ye Feng's generous hand with the Sky Splitting Knife, he couldn't help but nodded slightly, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. This was why he was optimistic about Ye Feng. He was gifted, brave and resourceful, and not pretentious. Those who achieve great things must have these qualities.

"I give you the Sky Splitting Knife because I hope that you can pass the trial and join the Black Dragon Palace. This will fulfill my wish."

"Don't worry, High Priest, Shen Feng will not let you down."

"It's best if you have confidence."

The high priest's eyes narrowed slightly and he smiled.

To the high priest, although Ye Feng belongs to the divine owl clan, he is also a demon clan. If the latter enters the Black Dragon Palace, if he can achieve something, the demon clan will be honored.

If the demon clan is in trouble, mentioning that there are fellow clan members in the Black Dragon Palace can also scare those with evil intentions, which is a great benefit.

Because of this, the high priest wanted to enter the Black Dragon Palace back then, and now he wants Ye Feng to pass the trial, all for the sake of the demon clan.

However, the Black Dragon Palace will open trials every hundred years, but there are very few people who can pass the trials. Even in the recent trials, no one has passed.

Thousands of years ago, a genius from the Demon Clan entered the Black Dragon Palace. During that time, except for the Demon Lord, the Demon Clan was the most prosperous in the Yellow Wind World.

However, this genius died in an accident after serving in the Black Dragon Palace for three hundred years.

In the days to come, in a vast world with thousands of races, there were only three who successfully passed the trial and became warriors of the Black Dragon Palace, and the demon race was not among them.

And these three races, because of their geniuses, became warriors of the Black Dragon Palace. They followed the chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven, and became the top forces in this world. This is the power of the Black Dragon Palace.

"There is also this tortoise shell, you can take it with you too."

The high priest's eyes flashed, he woke up from his memories and looked at the table.

"This is?"

Ye Feng looked at the tortoise shell and raised his eyebrows slightly. The tortoise shell was simple, dull in color, and looked nothing special.

Just using his soul to sense it, he seemed to be able to see a divine turtle standing tall on the sky and the earth, looking at the sky with cold eyes, and his every move shook the heavens.

"This is the tortoise shell of the Green Nether Turtle. It has great protective properties. You can wear it just in case."

The high priest smiled lightly and said.

"Biyou Divine Turtle?"

Ye Feng's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but pick up the tortoise shell, only to feel it was cold to the touch, and a refreshing breath poured into his body.

The Blue Nether Turtle, a legendary beast, was born into a divine realm. How could the high priest possess such an extraordinary thing?

Ye Feng put the tortoise shell close to his body and felt the cold breath spread all over his chest, as if forming an ice armor. Not only did he not feel cold, but he felt clear-eyed and clear-headed.

"It's indeed a good thing."

Ye Feng secretly thought that he didn't know whether the high priest was exaggerating, but the tortoise shell was indeed very effective. If he was in danger, it might really save his life.

Afterwards, Ye Feng and the high priest talked for a while, and finally bowed and left the secret room.

Walking all the way out and entering the Hall of the Demon Pavilion, Ye Feng saw that Jin Zhenhai was standing in the hall with a group of divine guardians and the genius of the Demon Pavilion.

From the looks of it, it seemed like they were here to see him off.

"Shen Feng, we are out of danger. I wish you safety and success."

When Jin Zhenhai saw Ye Feng, he smiled, raised his hand, and a golden light floated towards Ye Feng, leaving a mysterious golden line on Ye Feng's chest.

"Blessed by the gods?"

Ye Feng was slightly startled. A strong person in the divine realm understands the rules and follows the rules in every word and deed. Therefore, he can bless others and protect the blessed to a certain extent.

"I wish you success."

Kong Liakong smiled and stepped forward, waving his hand as well. A seven-color divine light floated towards Ye Feng, forming another pattern on the side of the golden pattern.

Immediately afterwards, the guardians came forward one after another, all blessing Ye Feng.

In the blink of an eye, thirteen mysterious and extraordinary lines of different colors appeared on Ye Feng's chest.

This was the blessing of the thirteen gods. With the blessing, Ye Feng felt that his body was much lighter, and there was some inexplicable luck that enveloped him and protected him.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master, and thank you all the guardians."

Ye Feng bowed and saluted again. The demons in the demon pavilion treated him sincerely, which made him feel quite touched.

"Brother Shen Feng, you will definitely be able to enter the Black Dragon Palace!"

At this time, Kong Tuoling shouted loudly, his face turned red and his eyes were filled with reluctance, but he also looked forward to Ye Feng's success.

"Yes! Brother Shenfeng, you can definitely become a Black Dragon Palace warrior!"

"Brother Shen Feng, the demon I admire most is you. I believe you will not let me down!"

The geniuses shouted, and their voices were like waves, rising and falling, breaking through the sky.

At the same time, in the distance of the Demon Pavilion, sitting cross-legged in the void with his eyes closed, his body invisible, the invisible Demon Ping Prison suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's the noise? What are these damn monsters shouting about?"

Mo Pingyu stared at the Demon Pavilion with hatred in his eyes. He was too far away from the Demon Pavilion and did not hear clearly what was being said in the Demon Pavilion. He could only vaguely hear them shouting the name of Shen Feng.

"Hmph, Shen Feng, I have placed restrictions around the Demon Pavilion. As long as you step out of the Demon Pavilion, I will take your life immediately!"

Mo Pingyu held the demon sword tightly, his face ferocious.

"You have to go to the Black Dragon Palace. The first trial will take place in Tian Jue Fierce Land. It is far away from the Demon Pavilion and it will take a long time."

Jin Zhenhai sat upright above the Demon Pavilion, looking at the dark and deep surface of the Sea of ​​Death, and said in a deep voice.

"Indeed, this junior chooses to leave today."

Ye Feng nodded. He was worried that the distance was too far and the journey would be difficult and dangerous, making it difficult to reach Youyuan before the end of the first trial, that is, within half a year. Therefore, he was ready to leave immediately.

"It's still a little slow."

Jin Zhenhai shook his head and smiled, "You are leaving this time. I don't know when we will see each other again, so let us give you a ride again."