Chapter 2: Provocation, the King's Response

"Hahahaha, Xuan Ling, your king, it's back again, hahahahaha!!"

Duan Mingxiao, who was lying on the boulder, sat up straight suddenly, slowly opened his sharp and deep eyes, and looked at this familiar picture again, the corners of his mouth raised a trace of evil arc. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"I didn't expect that it would have been muddy for nearly a hundred years, if it was used for cultivation, I would have left this broken city a long time ago, hmph!

Duan Mingxiao snorted coldly, clenched his fists, and changed his previous appearance of doing nothing, quite like the image of a madman who loves martial arts like an idiot, which is unacceptable for a while.

"The Immortal Heaven Demon Book is still there, but the Immortal Heart doesn't know where it was lost, after that battle, the space was shattered, and the entire mountain peak became a Jedi full of void turbulence, with my current strength to find it, it is simply difficult to reach the sky, it seems that it needs to be considered in the long run. ā€

A rather hilarious picture of a child under the age of fifteen, like an old man, sitting on a stone and chattering, and the passing tribesmen looked at him, laughed and scolded a madman, and then walked away, after all, who wants to have anything to do with a waste?

Talking to himself for a while, twisting his somewhat sore neck, jumping off the boulder, following the previous memory, walking towards the place where he lived, now that the memory has recovered, he must hurry up and cultivate, the revenge has not been avenged, where is the time to be idle?

The Duan family is not small, the paths are intricate, and the place where he lives is very remote, he walked for nearly half an hour before he walked to the residence, but found a figure standing at the door, and the memory appeared in his mind, which suddenly made him show a playful smile.

"Yo, isn't this our waste young master? Why, enough sleep? I haven't talked to you well today. ā€

Before the person arrived, the sarcastic voice came first, and a young man in a gorgeous costume looked at Duan Mingxiao not far away with contempt, and did not hide the sarcasm in his tone.

"I said Duan Yue, you're not annoyed, I'm still annoyed, go and go, I don't have time to take care of you, I'm going to cultivate." ā€

Duan Mingxiao didn't even look at it, waved his hand, and directly passed by Duan Yue, who was dumbfounded beside him, and walked to the door of the room.

"I said which tendon did you put in the wrong place and dare to talk to me like that?"

Duan Yue's face was gloomy, this waste actually let him go, where did he get the guts?

"Then what do you think you are?"

An indifferent voice came out of Duan Mingxiao's mouth, and his cold eyes looked at Duan Yue, which suddenly made him feel a fear like falling into an ice cave, took a few steps back, and quickly reacted, his face was fiery red, he was actually scared away by a waste, or was it just a look?

"If you speak wildly, you should fight!"

Duan Yue directly blasted out with a palm, without mercy, the power of the fivefold forging body was exerted to the extreme, and he was secretly ruthless in his heart, even if he didn't want Duan Mingxiao's life, he would let him lie down for ten or eight years.

Duan Mingxiao didn't even look back, and walked straight towards the room, this level of battle was invincible to him before, but now, he couldn't even mention the slightest interest, it was too weak.

With a wave of one hand, the space trembled, and the rolling momentum crushed it, forming a barrier, and Duan Yue, who was caught off guard, slammed into the barrier fiercely, and instantly flew upside down dozens of meters, drawing a deep mark on the ground, and the crisp sound of bone cracking came, listening to this level, it was difficult to stand up again.

"Ahem. ā€

Duan Yue struggled to prop up his body, a smell of blood echoed in his chest, and he directly spit out a large mouthful of blood, red and dazzling.

Duan Mingxiao was a little surprised, now his strength is too weak, and there are very few forces of heaven and earth that can be mobilized, but he didn't expect Duan Yue to be even more unbearable, and he was directly bombarded half to death, originally he just wanted to teach him some lessons, but this was a little troublesome.

"You! What kind of magic have you practiced?"

Duan Yue looked at Duan Mingxiao with a frightened face, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his unruly appearance disappeared in an instant, like a rat facing death, extremely embarrassed.

"Again, get out of here, if I try to kill you, it's easy. ā€

Leaving this sentence, he waved his robe, turned around and stepped into the room, and the door was closed, if Duan Yue wasn't still lying here, no one would know what was going on.

Duan Yue hurriedly took out a few life-saving pills and took them, and after a moment of pranayama, he felt a little recovered, but this injury would not be better in a year and a half, if the assessment of the Holy Courtyard was delayed, it would be worth the loss, thinking of this, he got up with difficulty and looked at the closed door.

"Duan Mingxiao, you remember it for me, this matter is not over!"

Duan Yue roared, and as soon as the words fell, he felt a powerful heavenly power descending not far away, and he was so frightened that he ran away, regardless of the severity of his injuries, and disappeared at the end of the stone road with a puff of smoke.

Duan Mingxiao in the room smiled contemptuously, he still dared to threaten him like this, it was already benevolent and righteous not to kill him, and he dared to speak wildly, as a former king, the power of the king, how could he allow ants to provoke? If there is a next time, it will be his death.

He exhaled lightly, returned to his room, sat on the small bed, set up his cultivation posture, and directly entered the cultivation state, the speed was jaw-dropping.

Feeling the extremely weak spiritual power in his body, Duan Mingxiao sighed slightly, this body is too weak, it is really difficult to become stronger, but according to the memory of his previous life, there are still ways to become stronger, but there are just some difficulties, now it is a triple forging body, as long as it reaches the Spirit Wheel Realm, it will be a perfect solution to this problem, the Spirit Wheel Realm, the aura of heaven and earth, wash itself, eliminate impurities, make the physique to the next level, and the path of martial arts will be more stable, laying a good foundation for the future.

"Okay, then I'll step into the Spirit Wheel Realm first and wash my body. ā€

After that, his hands began to form a mysterious seal, and the mysterious and powerful black spiritual power hovered around his body like a giant dragon, faintly emitting the sound of a dragon's roar, and Zhou Tian's spiritual power was as obedient as surrender, integrating into this body, as magnificent as a waterfall.

I don't know how long it took, the surrendered spiritual power began to rage, faintly with the power of heaven and earth, Duan Mingxiao, who was cultivating, only felt as if his whole body was crushed, hurting into the bone marrow, but he gritted his teeth and persevered, until the strength of the heavenly power was so strong that he couldn't resist it, he was directly blasted out of the cultivation state, smashed to the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"I'll go, what kind of physique is this? Even ordinary cultivation will attract Tianwei?"

Duan Mingxiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, this strength of Tianwei is not weaker than when he crossed the tribulation in his previous life, even if he is the reincarnation of a strong person, he can't withstand such a powerful Tianwei, not to mention that his strength is so weak, how can he afford it?

Thinking about the information of this physique in his mind, countless powerful physiques appeared in his mind one by one, but they were denied by him, compared to this physique that could condense Tianwei during cultivation, the physique he knew was really small and not worth mentioning.

"Wait, is it the Heavenly Emperor Body?"

Suddenly, a conversation from a previous life came to mind, a friend of his had once consulted with him about the physique called the Tianwei Emperor Body, when he cultivated, he attracted the power of heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth were the only one, turning over the clouds and raining the hands, cutting off the mountains and rivers only in one thought, extremely powerful, but he had never heard anyone talk about it, could it be that he was the Tianwei Emperor Body?