A change represents a kind of magical and demon martial arts, such as fire, fire martial arts, such as water, and water martial arts. The divine wood also belongs to the great magical and demon martial arts, and the billions of magical wood changes also belong to the small magical and demon martial arts.

The changes in the tens of billions of divine woods are extremely terrifying even if they are small gods and demons. For example, the fire martial arts released by the warrior when facing the enemy originally restrained the ordinary divine wood, and could be completely gathered into the divine water wood to fight against it.

It can even be transformed into the legendary immortal iron tree, feeding on fire and refining its divine body. At this point, the martial arts are real heavenly skills.

"A grass, tree, one world, one flower, one leaf, one Tathagata, I know one of the magical wood skills. People who practice practice have extremely strong vitality and cannot be killed by any warrior in the same realm."

Prison Lord then shook the young man's mind: "Your Massacre Martial King Jue is called the same realm, but if you can't kill these people, the final result is only no victory or defeat. What's more, the heavenly master is a unique treasure of cultivation, and has extremely powerful cultivation effects. It is impossible for other martial arts to be better."

"I don't know the details of the Massacre King Wu's Decision, but I believe that compared with the ten great heavenly skills, there should be some shortcomings in practice."

"So powerful!"

Even though Xiao Nan's heart is extremely hard, she can be said to be invincible, she cannot bear thoughts, and she will never die, but she is slightly shaken: "His Massacre Martial King really has no advantage in facing these people?"

"Not necessarily?"

When it comes to the effect of cultivation, if your family knows your own affairs, the Massacre Divine Martial Arts has an amplification effect, but you can't explain it to the Prison Lord, just treat it as nothing.

However, he was not absolutely sure that the Massacre God's Decision is not weaker than the ten heavenly crafts. Just the Divine Wood Achievement known today shocked him: "There is such a mysterious martial arts divine skill in the world, and it is indeed worthy of the Heavenly craftsmanship."

"I remember the Shenmu Gong, this is the full name of this technique. In your opinion, will those who practice this technique appear in the Shengtian Pavilion?"

He asked subconsciously again, eager to try and want to compete with such a determination, and was also worried about Weishushou and the others that it would be troublesome to encounter these monsters if they wanted to enter the top ten of the gods.

He has three quotas for the Dashu Martial Arts Academy! However, it is not enough to allocate them all, and he still has to take the road of assessment. The final battle for the God List, and the final defeat, will give him another quota to the Emperor Lingyin.

Weishusheng and others did not have the massacre martial arts like him, and could not be invincible in the same realm. When they encountered these warriors who practiced the heavenly rituals, they would be extremely likely to lose... "The Divine Wood Master is just a title of this kind of martial arts, and their full name is probably the Nine-Divine Wood Master."

Prison Master said: "It is enough to know how powerful it is. This skill is only ranked ninth among the ten heavenly craftsmen. Even before it goes up, the effect is even more powerful."

"However, there is no need to worry too much. The ten heavenly rituals are rare, and the Eastern Wilderness Martial Realm is extremely vast. Many inheritances have been hidden and rare as early as the ancient times of the gods. You may not have the chance to meet them in the Shengtian Pavilion."

Seeing Xiao Nan, I breathed a sigh of relief. The Prison Lord's beautiful eyes were waving, but at this moment, he snorted again: "Your old beauty has come out."

"Um?"

Xiao Nan was stunned, looked up and smiled immediately. Aren’t the people who came out Wen Qingcheng and Mu Xueer?

After not seeing each other for a year, they are now even more graceful. The skirts and robes of the teaching staff of the Martial Arts Holy Academy are particularly white and embroidered with exquisite maple leaves, which make them look like the Nine Heavens Goddess.

A charming smell radiates in the air with sweetness. If they were a little shy in the past, they are now like flowers in bud, which have completely grown up and show their most beautiful appearance.

In particular, they held books in their arms and had long hair draped over their shoulders, which looked very intellectual and added a more mature charm than in the past.

Their appearance and figure are both first-class, and they all have their own strengths. Standing together, they are like plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums competing for beauty, attracting the attention of the Holy Academy.

Xiao Nan's eyes lit up and was about to step forward. A small group of people blocked the way before him. He guarded a handsome and tall young man and invited the two girls: "Tonight, the Nangong family will hold a banquet to invite the Dayuan civil and military officials. It is hard to find a meal. I hope you will be my Nangong Sheng's dance partner."

"Nangong Family?"

Xiao Nan had never heard of this aristocratic family in Dayuan, but he heard that this young man was named Nangong Sheng, surnamed Nangong, and had a strong desire to win. He also looked very talented. It seems that he had the ambition to win the things he wanted.

His vision of people is just like a strong martial arts heart that has been forged for 100,000 years, and is also unique and powerful.

He narrowed slightly: "It can be seen that this person is pursuing Wen Qingcheng. It's just a year, and someone has just made a fool of his woman. It seems that no one in the Great Yuan Emperor cares about him."

He felt a little uncomfortable, but he smiled again: "A beautiful lady is a gentleman, and Wen Qingcheng is so beautiful and outstanding, and it is really unreasonable to not attract men's attention."

"Nangong Sheng, I have told you many times that I already have a sweetheart. You have good talent and are especially good at swordsmanship. If you put all your energy on swordsmanship, you will definitely achieve the ultimate achievement of the Divine Wheel in front of you."

Wen Qingcheng paused, shook her head helplessly, and did not accept the invitation letter handed over by the young student. Yu Muxuer showed some fun and pulled her up and was about to leave.

Ignoring Nangong Sheng, suddenly with a much ugly face, and his handsome facial features were covered with a layer of haze. As his fingers slightly piled up, his body seemed to tremble, and his low whimper was flowing in his throat: "Why!"

Wen Qingcheng's heart had long been given to someone, the man who came to her life like the wind and illuminated her like light. Even if he was in the Zixu Martial Arts World, his return date was far away, no one could shake her heart.

Mu Xueer saw it and showed a hint of disgust towards Nangong Sheng: "He is considered a person who is interested, but this kind of perseverance has never been an interfering with Qingcheng and Brother Xiao, but a shameless third party."

Qingcheng, born in Qingcheng, Qingzhou, is also known as Qingcheng. This life is destined to be the dream of that young man... "Senior Brother Nangong, I failed again. This is the 90th time I have been rejected. I want me to say that Wen Zhizhi is too ruthless. Instead of thinking about the out-of-reach dream, it is better to care about the person in front of me."

"That's right, King Shenwu, maybe I'd forgotten her. Where is the Zixu Martial Realm? There are strong people and beautiful women like rain. Even if he is firm in mind, he can resist the temptation of Yingying and Yanyan, he may not be able to survive in the Zixu Martial Realm."

There were disciples of the Holy Academy who passed by, talking, and their voices came into Xiao Nan's ears, making his eyes slightly cold: "Are the disciples of the Holy Academy of Martial Arts so uncultivated? Didn't their teachers tell them about the battle of the Holy Academy a year ago?"

But he was also slightly surprised: "Nangong Sheng is really a persevering guy. He is an ordinary person who pursues a woman and will give up with a big loss of face if he is rejected two or three times. He can actually hold on until ninety times."

"You said it was wrong, it should be ninety-nine times."

Someone refuted it.

A disciple in blue shirt laughed and raised a finger: "This time is the 100th time!"

"Why not?"

A disciple said unfairly to Nangong Sheng: "A man like Senior Brother Nangong, who is young, has the Great God Wheel Realm, and his family is a hidden holy land, let alone the ancestor Nangong in this world is a great star calculator."

"I also heard that he was hired as an imperial star calculator by a top dynasty in the Zixu Martial Arts World. He was powerful and extremely extraordinary. The current head of the Nangong family is the popular man in front of His Majesty today."

"You are right. Your Majesty now, for all matters, you must ask Prime Minister Nangong, especially Prime Minister Nangong, who knows the holy heart well and chooses the person you like for your Majesty to accompany you."

"The Nangong Family, in our Dayuan, has been a long response. As the direct lineage of the Nangong Family, there is absolutely no need to doubt the future of Senior Brother Nangong Sheng. If I were a teaching position in Qingcheng, I would firmly hold on to him."

Their discussion was very light and extremely obscure. How could they hide it from Xiao Nan now, and it entered his ears without any loss, causing a frenzy: "The Nangong family, hidden holy land, star counting the world, the current prime minister chooses his noble daughter, invites the holy favor, and his power is spread all over the Thirteen State of the Yuan Dynasty!"

Intuition told him that the Nangong family was both powerful and had means, and was also very terrifying. It was not that they had plans, but that they had great plans and had to talk to Yuanheng.

He couldn't understand: "Logically speaking, Yuan Heng, who was firm in his mind, cut off his arm, and still persevered in practicing, was not the kind of person who was easily influenced by evil people."

"Enough, what qualifications do you have to discuss the Great Yuan Shen Wu King? Don't forget that the place where you stand is the Great Yuan Wu Dao Holy Academy, where fate was once controlled by him."

Wen Qingcheng suddenly stopped as he left, his pretty face as cold as frost, and he was extremely angry.

"If he doesn't want the existence of the Martial Arts Holy Academy, you won't have the chance to stand here today and point fingers at him. His strength is far beyond your imagination!"

"You guys are not worthy of talking about him at all.

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She turned her mind a little: "Did you read it wrong? You must have thought about it on the day and thought about it at night, and have hallucinations?"

However, in the eyes of the disciples of the Martial Arts Holy Academy, Master Wen was so angry that he was lost! After all, they did not dare to rebel due to their identity, and their heads were slightly silent, which made the atmosphere here become depressing and solemn.

They never thought that in Wen Qingcheng's heart, the boy who had disappeared for a year had such a great deal of weight. In their opinion, it was just a flash in the pan.

After all, many freshmen only stayed in rumors about his name, which was not as true as many great elders experienced: "That guy is a big monster that dyed this place into blood and killed the sky trembling!"

"Think about that battle!"

Many people were trembling in their hearts, sword light, war puppets, soul world, gods, demons, collisions, interweaving a song that makes people never forget to draw the scroll... “What’s so great about it.”

But this year, it was very strange that the Nangong family rose up after he left and began to take charge of the overall situation in the court, inside and outside, and even his influence and colleagues continued to erase.

So much so that these juniors didn't know how scared he was. Some people who didn't know how alive and dead actually curled their lips slightly. The followers who were Nangong Sheng were even more disdainful: "Maybe they had died long ago in the Zixu Martial Realm."

"Flute!"

Mu Xueer, her slender jade fingers stretched from her snow-white cuffs to her cherry mouth. The maple leaves between her clothes looked very clear, revealing her fair wrists, making her look even more beautiful and charming.

However, her surprise was awakened by the ignorant people in the Martial Holy Academy, and turned into anger. Instead, she smiled: "Ha, nothing is amazing. You have never tasted the sway between hell and heaven, so naturally they will not understand how difficult it is to hesitate between life and death."

"At that moment, you will know that true strength is never described by words, nor is it you. It can be erased with nothing great."

"Miss Mu, I have a strong saying. Our warriors, fighting against heaven and earth, will be eternal and immortal, are the only ones that we hold on. Even if we have bold words, they are enterprising spirits. They cannot be said to be heaven and hell."

Nangong Sheng removed the awkwardness and obscure annoyance, turned to Wen Qingcheng and looked at her sincerely: "Qingcheng, my heart is like the sun and moon in the sky, and will never be erased. If I hold your hand, I will never be separated."

"It's been a year, maybe you think it's very short, but for mortals, how many years are there, how many years are there for love, and in the eyes of lovers, one year is born and one life, one era, and one cycle of reincarnation."

"If he really loves you, let alone a year, not to mention a day, an hour, or a look, he would not be willing to leave you. If I were me, I would never be able to do it. I would give up on you and pursue martial arts."

"You have to dream of waking up."

He stretched out his hand and was about to grab Wen Qingcheng's jade wrist. His eyes were full of determination, and he was determined to win again. If he couldn't succeed, he would use the kind of backhand that the family said.

The Nangong family is also one of them in the Zixu Martial Arts Realm. His family background is far superior to Wen Qingcheng. She is really a little embarrassed and has gradually made him lose patience.
Chapter completed!