Chapter 461: The essence of the **** of war (1/2)

The 641th chapter of the essence of the **** of war

The apocalypse's face was a bit ugly. He looked at Gayello and whispered: ”That is the guy who got the inheritance!”

”What? Your warrior in Tiandi Pavilion has been passed down by him? Are you a waste? Then his fellow party!”

Gailro’s angry screaming low.

The mood of the apocalypse was uncomfortable. In the face of so many people, Gayaro was squandered, and suddenly he was angry. He did not hesitate to hit Gayaro.

Other dragons saw it and rushed directly to Lingling and others.

”court death!”

Gailro’s eyes burned and screamed, and he had a dozen moves with Apocalypse.

For a time, this outside scene evolved into a small dragon war.

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”Master, this war **** has a total of nine paragraphs, I am now a war **** body, but why do I feel that the body has not changed much?”

Ning Qi has some doubts and looks like a war.

He cultivated the **** of war and the **** of war, in which the **** of war and the dragon elephant did not conflict with each other. In addition to the dragon and vindictiveness in his body, there was another kind of war spirit, the color of vindictiveness was transparent, and Ning Qi was the first. Second time, the two kinds of vindictiveness are in the same place in Dantian. They do not interfere with each other. In the body, they also operate in a Taiji way. You are left and right.

However, the God of War made him somewhat incomprehensible. He cultivated to the first stage. When he showed it, he only felt that the power in the body was a little bigger and there was no other effect.

The strength of this increase is less than one thousandth of his own!

The war is faintly smiled: ”You just know how the **** of war is cultivated, but it is far from the true standard of practice of the **** of war. Your paragraph is just a pseudo-section, you want to enter the real section, but also some special method.”

”Also ask the teacher to tell?”

Ning Qi respectful way.

”The **** of war needs to be honed, and pure practice is not a true **** of war. Therefore, even those who are afraid of death, even if they have cultivated the **** of war, they cannot reflect the power of the best martial arts. Only by constantly fighting people, let you Enemies, opponents, enemies, hone your **** of war, so that it will become 'true'.”

There is no desire to smile.

”It turned out to be...”

Ning Qi suddenly realized that, in this way, the **** of war is the 'battered body', and it is necessary for people to beat him constantly and abuse him to reach the extreme.

”It seems that this **** of war is extremely suitable for me!”

Ning Qi’s heart has a little joy. His life is worth more than one hundred and forty thousand, which is several times higher than that of the ordinary fighting emperor. When fighting with people, he can withstand dozens of attacks different from ordinary people. It is a great help to temper the **** of war!

”Time is up, I have to go, you remember, find out the true murder of the Temple of War, and take him to the site of the Temple of War.”

The war did not want to look up and look at the sky, and then faintly toward Ningqi.

Ning Qi heard the words, and suddenly there was some sadness in his heart: ”Master, is there any way to keep your soul?”

At the same time, he also searched in the Dragon Mall to see if there is anything to help the soul stay in the world.

”Oh, if it is the real soul, I can survive forever. Unfortunately, this is just a remnant of the soul, you, let it be.”

The war did not want to look at Ning Qi, a faint smile, the next moment, his body turned into a burst of blue smoke, directly dissipated in front of Ning Qi.

At the same time, their time to enter the bland is also here.

A group of black dense fog wrapped Ning Qi, Li Mengqi, Chu Xian, Ding Lie, and Fang Mo. At the same time, they were sent to Yunqizong.

Out of the thick fog, Ning Qi saw the elders of the major family Zongmen, such as Meng Lingling and Fang Shengnan.

Among them, Meng Qingling and Fang Shengnan’s face seem to be a little hurt.

”How much injury has it been, how can it leave traces on the faces of the two fights?”

Ning Qi snorted in his heart.