War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

The wind, getting stronger and stronger, swept toward Duan Lingtian like a knife, leaving tiny traces on Duan Lingtian's cheeks.

These are small wounds blown out by the wind.

However, every time these small wounds appeared, they were completely healed by the flashing Yuanli on Duan Lingtian's body, as if they had never appeared before.

At this time, on Duan Lingtian's body, wisps of condensed blue gangster energy began to wreak havoc, and accompanied by Yuan Li, it seemed to form bursts of clearly visible and substantial blue gangster wind.

And these bursts of cyan wind wrapped around Duan Lingtian's body, as if forming a protective shield to protect Duan Lingtian.

The ferocious wind continued to sweep towards the face, blasting above the blue gangster, causing the latter to tremble for a while, and finally the two merged into one, not a single bit of it fell on Duan Lingtian's body.

At the same time, a strange scene happened.

I saw that the 'artistic conception of wind' that was not fully compatible with Yuanli, actually became more and more compatible with Yuanli, as if being urged by the oncoming wind.

"accelerate!"

Feng Wudao's gaze immediately noticed this change, and he continued to speak.

The blue-eyed giant eagle continued to accelerate.

After a while, the speed increased to the 'sixth level of the void realm'.

The wind got stronger, and the blue wind around Duan Lingtian's body showed signs of being defeated again.

"Brother Duan..."

Although Feng Tianwu's pretty face is still worried, she can now detect Duan Lingtian's progress. Every moment, the 'artistic conception of wind' seems to be quietly improving.

At first, the 'green wind' formed by the fusion of the wind around Duan Lingtian's body with Yuanli had a tendency to collapse, but later, it calmed down again.

At the same time, the cyan wind became more and more pure.

The artistic conception of wind is almost completely integrated into the origin force. This feeling is like turning into a real 'wind'.

This feeling is similar to Zhang Shouyong's comprehension of the 'Artistic Conception of the Earth' and Na Bai Hao's comprehension of the 'Artistic Conception of Fire'.

The 'Nine Levels of Low-level Artistic Conception' they comprehended,

It's only half a step away from the 'First Level Intermediate Artistic Conception'.

In other words, Duan Lingtian is heading in that direction now, and the gap is not too big.

Going one step further, Duan Lingtian's comprehension of the artistic conception of wind can be completely 'substantial'.

The speed of the blue-eyed giant eagle is still accelerating.

It didn't take long for it to ramp up to the speed of its heyday.

Of course, it only refers to the speed at which it can only use the original force of the "seventh level of the cave realm", and has not yet used the "artistic concept" it has comprehended.

Otherwise, it will be faster.

But even so, the current Duan Lingtian is still not afraid of the oncoming wind, because the "wind mood" around his body has become more and more substantial, and the oncoming wind has been "swallowed".

"continue."

Feng Wudao opened his mouth.

Wow!

From the body of the blue-eyed giant eagle, fiery red qi swept out and merged into the vitality of the whole body, as if forming a mass of hot flames.

At this moment, the blue-eyed giant eagle seemed to transform into a 'flame bird', and clouds of fire appeared wherever it passed.

With the acceleration of the blue-eyed giant eagle, the wind increased again.

And the blue wind around Duan Lingtian's body showed signs of collapse again, but in the end it still didn't collapse. Instead, under the appropriate acceleration of the blue-eyed giant eagle, it became even more flawless.

The more perfect the cyan wind is, the closer the 'artistic conception of wind' is to materialize.

time flies.

A month later, the blue wind on Duan Lingtian's body finally stabilized, and finally gradually subsided, completely integrating into his body.

And at this time, even without the protection of the blue stellar energy, the terrifying oncoming wind seems to have no effect on Duan Lingtian.

Duan Lingtian opened his eyes, opened his arms, and faced the oncoming gang wind, with a bright smile on his face, "The artistic conception has finally materialized... a step further, it will be the 'first stage intermediate wind artistic conception'!"

Although it is only half a step away from the middle-level artistic conception, Duan Lingtian knows in his heart that this time is the most difficult.

He who has the memory of the reincarnation of Emperor Wudi II knows this clearly.

"Old man, thank you."

Duan Lingtian bowed to the head of the blue-eyed giant eagle, and thanked him very sincerely.

This thank you comes from the heart.

Because Duan Lingtian knew that without the "cooperation" of the blue-eyed giant eagle, he would not be able to complete the substantial transformation of the "Wind Artistic Conception" so quickly.

"Little guy, you are the most perceptive person I have ever seen besides Tianwu... However, Tianwu is a 'body of fire spirit', but you are not a 'body of wind spirit', so you can pass ' It is really rare to comprehend the artistic conception of wind' to such an extent."

In the words of the blue-eyed giant eagle, he was not stingy with words of appreciation.

"The young and the old are over the prize."

Duan Lingtian said modestly.

Immediately afterwards, Duan Lingtian turned around, facing the howling wind with his back, and slowly walked into the origin force mask on the back of the blue-eyed giant eagle.

"Brother Duan, congratulations."

Feng Tianwu congratulated Duan Lingtian.

Duan Lingtian smiled and nodded, then looked at Feng Wudao again, and exchanged glances with Feng Wudao, the words of thanks that he wanted to say were stopped by Feng Wudao's gaze.

it is more than words.

"Where are we now?"

Duan Lingtian looked down at the vast land that was constantly flying backwards, and asked curiously.

"Brother Duan, we have been away from the Great Han Dynasty for about ten days... This is the area belonging to the 'Ming Dynasty'. In a few days, we will arrive at the capital of the Great Ming Dynasty. At that time, we will rest there for a few days. "

Feng Tianwu said to Duan Lingtian, feeling a little tired.

"Ok."

Duan Lingtian nodded, he didn't expect that he would be in another dynasty after waking up from the state of comprehending the 'Artistic Conception of Wind'.

In the Ming Dynasty, Duan Lingtian had heard of it when he was in the Han Dynasty.

This is a dynasty located in the northwest of the Han Dynasty, covering a vast area, no less than the Han Dynasty.

In addition, because it is closer to the "external territory" than the Han Dynasty, the martial arts style in the Ming Dynasty is more sturdy, and the talented warriors born in it have always been more powerful than the Han Dynasty.

After a few days, the blue-eyed giant eagle slowed down.

And at this moment, Duan Lingtian looked forward, and a small black dot appeared wherever he looked.

As the blue-eyed giant eagle approached, the small black spot grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a huge city dormant there like a giant beast.

Outside the city, Duan Lingtian could see the ancient city walls around the city.

These city walls exude a sense of vicissitudes all the time, as if telling the long history of its existence.

"Qing, five days later, you're still here."

Feng Wudao said hello to the blue-eyed giant eagle, and then stepped into the air first, leaving the blue-eyed giant eagle's back.

And Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu followed Takong one by one.

"Girl Wu, little guy... see you in five days."

The sharp eyes of the blue-eyed giant eagle passed over Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu one by one, and then turned into a ball of flames, disappearing before Duan Lingtian's eyes.

All that remains is the gradually fading 'Fire Cloud'.

"Let's go."

The three of Duan Lingtian fell down together, walked along the main gate of the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and walked slowly into it.

Walking into the capital of the Ming Dynasty, Duan Lingtian could feel a different atmosphere from that of the Han Dynasty. The passers-by he met along the way were obviously tense, as if they were on guard at any time.

"Brother Duan, in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, some 'wu idiots' would often appear to attack randomly, so the people in the capital of the Han Dynasty have developed a sense of vigilance."

Seeing the doubts on Duan Lingtian's face, Feng Tianwu explained.

Duan Lingtian suddenly realized that this was the case, "It is worthy of being a dynasty adjacent to the 'outside'. In terms of the prevalence of martial arts, it is indeed stronger than the Han Dynasty."

This point, Duan Lingtian had to admit.

The three of Duan Lingtian shuttled back and forth on the main road of the capital of the Ming Dynasty, heading all the way to the center of the capital.

At the same time, Duan Lingtian looked around curiously.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a harsh wind whistling sound came from a distance, getting closer and closer.

Duan Lingtian frowned, and couldn't help looking forward, but it was a middle-aged man in gray clothes who directly shot at two passers-by who were walking together.

boom! boom!

Two palms were struck, and the two passers-by died instantly.

"Third level of the Void Hole Realm?"

Duan Lingtian frowned as he looked at the forty ancient horned dragon phantoms above the gray-clothed middle-aged man's head in the void. He didn't expect a Void-Cave Realm warrior to attack others on the road.

He didn't even use the 'artistic concept' to kill those two people. The gap between the strength of the two people and him can be imagined.

"Ok?"

Soon, a sneer appeared on the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth.

Just because he saw the eyes of the middle-aged man in gray lock on the three of them, to be precise, on Feng Tianwu.

"What a beautiful woman! You are mine now."

The gray-clothed middle-aged man soared into the sky and flew towards him, his eyes filled with obscenity, as if Feng Tianwu was already in his pocket.

Now, he flew towards Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao.

Obviously, in his opinion, as long as Duan Lingtian and Duan Lingtian are killed, Feng Tianwu can be possessed.

Duan Lingtian didn't move because it wasn't necessary.

As early as the gray-clothed middle-aged man opened his mouth to blaspheme Feng Tianwu, he found that Feng Wudao's gaze had completely turned cold.

He knew that his Uncle Feng was angry.

Wow!

Facing Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao, the gray-clothed middle-aged man used his 'Artistic Conception', and the 'Water Artistic Conception' was integrated into the Yuan Force, completely materialized, and his whole body was transformed into a violent wave.

"Nine waves!"

The middle-aged man in gray gave a loud shout, shook his hands, and slapped his palms out.

Immediately, the waves that came crashing down, wave after wave, each wave was stronger than the last wave.

A whole nine layers of waves kept colliding with each other, and the speed of the front wave became faster and stronger, and its strength became stronger and stronger. In the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao.

"die!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man's eyes were cold, without any emotion, as if he had already seen the scene where Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao were slapped to death by his two palms.