Maple leaves are like blood!

Standing in the battlefield of gods and demons, even after three hundred years, Wu Ming seemed to have felt the amazing martial arts will of the two major warriors back then.

However, after hearing Lin Xinlan's praise beside her, she laughed a little.

These two great god-demon-level warriors can be called level 6 of martial arts, but in terms of magical powers and destruction, they are still far inferior to the Great Zhou Tianxian.

If the two great immortals fell here, there would never be only these traces.

This is not the difference between immortals and martial arts, but purely the difference between the world.

"The main temple evaluates the essence of power! And the destructive power that powerful people in various schools can exert in the original world must also be determined by the world level and rules..."

The more advanced the world, the more incredible the various supernatural powers are.

The Divine Martial World is one level lower than the Phantom Spirit World, but the number of strong people is still higher than that. In essence, they are all level 6, but their actual destructive power is far different.

In a low-level world, it is not that people cannot produce high positions, but that they are just as powerful as they are dwarfed.

According to Wu Ming's estimate, if the god-level phantom spirit in the phantom world comes here without being suppressed by the world, it can basically sweep, which is the difference between the higher world.

‘The essence determines the level, and the world determines the power of increasing amplitude!’

The difference between this is like internal and external fortunes, and the level is your own, but the power that different worlds can exert depends on the world level and rules.

"Let's go!"

After realizing these things, this place was no longer valuable to Wu Ming, so he immediately stood up and said.

"Abide by the order!"

Although I don’t know what the young master has learned, Lin Xinlan obeyed the orders with awesomeness. Wu Ming admired this gentle attitude very much.

"Xinlan... are you interested in learning a higher level of martial arts?"

He asked suddenly with a smile in his eyes.

"Um?"

Lin Xinlan was stunned and then said without hesitation: "Whatever the young master wants me to do, I will do whatever I want me to do..."

"'Nine Mountains and Eight Rivers Vein Transport Method' is a masterpiece foundation-laying technique. After that, it is best to find the magical skill of water movement to practice... I happen to have a 'Xuanming True Art' here, which is the meaning of Feng Shui and ice, so I will pass on the entry part first..."

After Wu Ming's deduction, it can be confirmed that the bloodline of the divine beast corresponding to the Xuanming Divine Art is Han Chi. Although he doesn't like this magical technique, he doesn't mind giving an experimental item to show the progress every day.

‘The Emperor of Martial Arts left behind eight magical powers. This Xuanming True Art was derived from the Feng Shui Division, but it transcends it. Its power is vast... It's simply...'

Wu Ming had a little doubt: "Even if the genius has limited energy, the Martial Emperor integrates the world's martial arts and turns it into eight magical skills. For ordinary geniuses, it is already a matter of exhaustion of life's hard work, but in his opinion, it seems to be worth mentioning, and he has created countless unique magical secrets. Such talent can no longer be explained by the son of the world...'

He had a strong premonition that this person must have something to do with the main temple components.

"Xuanming True Kung Fu? Ice?"

Of course, Lin Xinlan had never heard of the name of this martial art, but how could it be the ordinary martial arts that could be praised by Wu Ming, the unpredictable young master? She agreed happily immediately, but she didn't know that Wu Ming was just using her ancestors' things, and she also had the meaning of using her as an experimental subject.

'According to my speculation, if Emperor Wu is an ordinary son of fate, this Xuanming true skill is a casual game, and it must not be perfect and has hidden dangers!'

The secret techniques of martial arts are all made up of hard work, and they must be tempered and tested by time.

In this regard, even Emperor Wu must have some shortcomings.

Lin Xinlan is the best guinea pig now.

If her practice is bumpy, it means that this technique is indeed flawed, and Emperor Wu is just an ordinary son of the world.

But if everything goes smoothly, and it is perfect, then the trick will be too great.

Anyway, even if Wu Ming now wants him to take out the magical and demon-level Xuanshui true skills, he still needs to ensure perfection. It’s a good thing, and that’s also a must-have to catch his head.

This is impossible unless the main temple is used.

Of course, Wu Ming would not tell Lin Xinlan about these dark thoughts.

The two of them immediately set off, and he passed on the introductory chapter of Xuanming True Art.

But this is not considered a scam. After all, this is the true master of the Martial Emperor! If you release the wind, the warriors in the world and even the eight holy places will be broken. Even if you are a guinea pig, you may be willing to do so.

"And there will be no major problems with this skill. At least those who cannot practice it will be considered as the inheritance of my country in this world..."

Wu Ming walked forward with his hands behind his back, and when he arrived at the foot of the mountain, he changed to the carriage. He ignored the old man Shenshui and the Shui Sword in front of him, and rushed straight towards Luofeng City.

Whoosh!

Along the way, there were many people fleeing, and most of the target was Luofeng City.

But the opposite of them was the figures of many warriors using their light skills to rush forward with all their might.

"Astronomy Warrior!"

"There are celestial warriors fighting!"

"Go away! Even if you can live ten years less, you will be willing to live! There are no regrets in this life!"

...

Among the many idle warriors, there are also four waves of warriors with distinctive clothes, well-dressed and clearly marked. They were disciples of the four major forces. Under the leadership of the teacher, they rushed to the Maple Leaf Forest and cheered for the Fen Water Sword.

They have no choice!

If there were no such huge source of wealth as Maple Leaf Forest, the entire Luofeng City's finances would have been backwards for decades. At that time, what would the sect use to support warriors?

Usually, they are delicious and have endless offerings, and they have long formed a relationship of prosperity and loss. At critical moments, they have to fight for their lives!

"Stop! Stop!"

The city gate was in chaos at this time. People outside wanted to enter, but people inside wanted to come out, but the four major forces came out to block the city gate again, and a conflict immediately formed.

"court death!"

At this time, the head guard commander looked cold and waved his sword without any sympathy.

Puff!

As the sword light flashed, two heads suddenly flew up. The bloody terror immediately shocked everyone and caused the surroundings to fall into strange silence.

"The city lord has his life! The four gates are temporarily closed! Why don't you take action?"

The leader held the knife and shouted loudly.

Blood dripped from the long sword, causing the other guards to move as if they were awakened from a dream and closed the Giant Gate.

"Let's go!"

Wu Ming was too lazy to care about these things, so he directly asked Lin Xinlan. The two of them flew up instantly, easily swept through the city wall more than ten feet high, and entered the city lightly.

"It's a warrior!"

"Such light skills are probably enough to be on the Earth Yuan list!"

The guards' commander saw that his pupils shrank.

"Boss... do you want it..."

A soldier came over and made a gesture: "Someone broke through the door, will he go to arrest him?"

Bang!

Before he could finish his words, a loud slap fell on his face, and he turned around in circles, fell to the ground, spitting out a few bloody teeth.

The commander had air conditioning in his teeth: "If you want to die, don't bring me with you! Such a martial arts master, even if the leaders of the four major forces have to treat him, what else do you want?"

"You can't guard the four gates quickly!"

Looking at the dull faces around him, he shouted again, and immediately made the other guards act hurriedly...

...

"Hmm? This city?"

Wu Ming and Lin Xinlan walked on the street, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his mind: "This seems to be... a certain breath of blood, and it is a bit plausible..."

When he passed by a brothel, he stopped and looked at the beakers, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

When Lin Xinlan next to her saw it, she was secretly angry and even more frustrated: 'Is it that the young master and such a tramp? But... Could it be that my appearance is so shallow? I can't even compare to them?'

As soon as I thought about it, I almost lost all my thoughts.

"Let's go!"

When she came to her senses, Wu Ming had already made great strides past this place. When he saw her stop, he was immediately confused.

"Oh well!"

Lin Xinlan's face turned slightly red, she was even more grateful and shy. She didn't even dare to raise her head and quickly followed.

"In this city, there is a martial arts master hiding dormant..."

Wu Ming did not care about her, but silently thought about her discovery just now: "The peak of the celestial realm has even begun to manifest bloodlines, and he can enter the Nirvana stage at any time!"

Of course, the Hundred-Sun Nirvana is like a ghost gate for all celestial warriors.

Even if you meet the requirements, you dare not gamble. Even if you win, it will be an infinitely broad future and the terrifying lifespan of gods and demon-level warriors!

"The power of water flow and a little bit of magic... This wild bloodline is quite not simple, and I'm afraid it's above level six..."
To be continued...