Journey to the heavens starting from the Conferred God - 215. Chapter 214

At the moment when Xiong Ba was beheaded, Feng Yuan and Bu Jingyun stood quietly in place.

However, Bu Jingyun was because his mood was complicated, and Feng Yuan was because his heart began to roll.

In the sea of mind, the soul of the dragon veins, which was sleeping and cultivated under the mirror light of the full moon, suddenly opened his eyes, let out a long roar, and then leaped forward. Disappeared in the sea of mind.

Feng Yuan’s heart moved slightly, regardless of the consumption of serious mental power, immediately using the Qi-watching technique to observe himself.

I saw the golden light of my luck began to change constantly!

When he got the soul of the dragon veins, Feng Yuan promoted his qi luck from Qi to colorful to Jinhuayingluo with the power contained in the soul of the dragon veins. It can almost be compared with the Son of Destiny in this world.

The luck of ordinary people is white smoke, the luck of generals in the Conferred God world can be condensed into red clouds, and the luck of the princes of the human race can be condensed into colorful colors.

On a higher level, the four great uncles in the world of conferred gods, and the kings of the world in the average middle world, can condense into golden flower 璎luo.

In the world of Conferred Gods, this kind of luck is connected with the humanity aura, and ordinary true immortals can’t use spells to harm them.

In the average middle world, this kind of luck is the son of the world and the son of destiny!

Feng Yuan’s air luck at this time had already reached this level.

However, this is also the limit that Feng Yuanneng can use various means to raise the air transport to the limit in a short period of time.

Even in the world of Conferred Gods, Jinhua Yingluo is the extreme that ordinary popularity can reach.

Those immortal gods and Qi refiners, although their mana is so powerful and powerful, their aura will not exceed this level.

Ordinary people have this kind of air luck and can only rely on the body protection of air luck instinct.

In the eyes of the fairy gods, the tyrannical air transport can also condense into body protection magical powers and fairy light through various god channel methods. Such as spitting white lotus at the mouth, hanging hands with white light, Qingyun golden lanterns… these are all the magical powers of condensing Qi and luck.

As for the level above Jinhua Yingluo, Feng Yuan is not too clear. Yinshou’s human king’s air is half a level higher than Jinhua Yingluo, but it is not enough to reach a higher level.

At this time, in the void above Fengyuan Tianling, the golden flower Yingluo condensed by Qi Yun was constantly trembling, suddenly collapsed and turned into half an acre of golden light cloud.

In the clouds, a real dragon appeared. This real dragon wanders constantly in the clouds, very happy!

“This is… the incomplete version of the king’s spirit?”

When Feng Yuan used the Qi-watching technique to peek at Yin Shou, he could see the other’s Qi Yun turned into a five-color auspicious light, and the mysterious bird loomed in the auspicious light.

Now his luck is somewhat similar to that of Yin Shou.

It’s just that it’s not the black bird that his luck condenses, but the real dragon transformed by the soul of the dragon vein!

Luck is like a dragon, and life is improved!

If Feng Yuan returns to the world of Conferred Gods and absorbs the benefits gained in Fengyun World through the Great Thousand Mirror of Chaos, and gradually connects the increased aura to the humane aura, then those true celestials will not be blind as long as they are not blind under normal circumstances. Will shoot him.

Hum!

After observing for a while, Feng Yuan’s mental power was about to be exhausted, and he had to recover from the state in the Qi-watching technique.

“Um?”

Not far away, Bu Jingyun’s eyes moved, and he suddenly felt that the “Broken Wave” at this time seemed to have changed a little compared to the previous one. It seems that the aura is even more tyrannical, adding a lot of prestige!

His brows moved slightly, calming the complex emotions in his heart. Shaking his cloak, he turned around and was about to leave.

“Bu Jingyun… Now that the tyrant is dead, if you have nowhere to go, how about staying and helping me?”

Feng Yuan said.

“You help me take revenge, I owe you a favor, but let me stay in the world and listen to your orders, it’s still avoided!”

Bu Jingyun didn’t look back, leaving a word coldly, and then disappeared.

Feng Yuan shook his head regretfully.

Of course he knew that Yibu Jingyun’s character would never succumb to the “breaking waves” of disharmony. But the other party is the son of luck in this world at any rate, and if he can subdue it, it will have a lot of benefits for him.

With the idea of playing three poles with dates and no dates, Feng Yuan decisively opened his mouth to solicit.

Obviously, the solicitation failed!

“Now it seems that the luck that has become a real dragon doesn’t seem to make me shake the tiger’s body and others bow down one after another!”

Feng Yuan touched his chin, took a look at the first floor of the world, which had turned into ruins, and turned and ran towards the three-point school field.

Now that the tyrant is dead, the next step is to conquer the tianxiahui and combine the forces of the tianxiahui and Wushuangcheng into one!

Three-point school field.

At this time, the people of Wushuang City and the helpers of Tianxiahui did not do anything. Those masters of the rivers and lakes who had cultivated to the innate realm all looked towards the direction of the first floor of the world.

Just now, in the direction of the first floor of the world, dark clouds shrouded first, the sword intent bursting into the sky, and blood and light loomed…

Accompanied by various abnormalities, everyone can feel waves of incomparable vigor erupting.

The aftermath of the tyrannical vigor, even turned into a strong wind, blew to the third campus field.

“If Xiongba and Duanlang lose both, it would be nice to die together!”

Duguming’s eyes flickered, whether it was a tyrant or a broken wave, he was an enemy in his heart! If the two die together, Wushuang City will be able to return to his hands.

And without the domination of the World Association, it would absolutely not be able to resist the attack of Wushuang City.

By the time……

Before he finished his imagination, there was a wave of volatility in the void, and a figure swept across the sky, the sky was like the surface of water, and the lines bloomed slightly.

In the next moment, Feng Yuan’s figure appeared on the Wushu platform above the three-point school field!

“It’s Broken Wave!”

After seeing Feng Yuan’s figure, Qin Shuang’s face suddenly became very ugly, and the appearance of the opponent meant that Master Xiongba was in an accident!

Many people on the campus have the same idea.

Hum! These people couldn’t help making noises.

“Xiong Ba is dead! From today, Wushuang City has been merged into the World Club, and I am the leader of the World Club! I don’t know the many predecessors present, as well as the rudder masters of the World Club, what’s your opinion?”

Feng Yuan said lightly, his voice spread all over the school.

“I have an opinion… Hall Master Qin is a disciple of the Gang Master, and only he can inherit…”

A rough-looking world would immediately scream.

Peng!

Before he could finish his words, his whole body exploded, and his whole body was detonated by an invisible sword intent, which turned into a rain of blood and fell on the surrounding world.

silence!

The clamor in the three-point campus suddenly stopped, and seeing this irresistible force, whether it was the gangs of the World Club or the masters on the rivers and lakes, they all lost the courage to resist.

Of course, the main reason is that Feng Yuan killed Xiongba! Replacing the tyrant and becoming a new generation of tyrants in their eyes!

Except for a very small number of people who can’t see the situation clearly, most people have a clear understanding of reality.

“Hall Master Qin, what’s your opinion?”

Feng Yuan’s gaze fell on Qin Shuang.

“The master of the city ruined martial arts is so powerful that I can’t do it in the next stage, so naturally I have no opinion!”

Qin Shuang’s expression became calm, his eyes swept across those familiar figures, and said lightly.