11. Chapter 11

One-star, two-star, three-star, four-star, five-star...... Nine stars!

Long Ying was stunned, and in the test in her memory, she seemed to be a waste wood without even a one-star talent. At this moment, it suddenly became a top-level nine-star, could it be too sudden?

Xuanyuan Wudao's eyes widened in horror.

The nine-star martial arts talent potential is unique in the Aotian Continent!

Nine-star talents, each star corresponds to the upper limit of a martial arts cultivation. From low to high, they are samurai, martial master, martial sect, martial king, martial honor, martial emperor, martial emperor, martial saint, and martial god!

The innate potential of ordinary people's martial arts cultivation is at most three stars, that is, even if they cultivate for a lifetime, they will cultivate to the Martial Sect. The best talent is four to six stars. You can cultivate to the Martial Emperor. And the seven stars and eight stars are rare geniuses in the world. A person like Long Ying who can reach the Nine Stars, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed her existence at all!

In this way, it is even more exciting, how many stars will her next alchemist potential, refiner potential, and summoner potential be?

"Bang!"

Before the two of them could look at the other three stars tested for their potential, the Luo Phantom Ball exploded.

"Dragon's Silk!"

Xuanyuan Wudao was so frightened that his body shook! At the same time of exclaiming, he had already rushed forward in the fastest time and hugged the dragon in his arms.

All the fragments of the Luo Phantom Ball struck Xuanyuan Wudao's body. Fortunately, Xuanyuan Wudao is protected by a talisman enchantment, and those splashed fragments can't hurt half a hair of Xuanyuan Wudao at all.

"Long Ying, have you been hurt?" Xuanyuan Wudao asked urgently with concern.

As he spoke, a pair of dark and deep eyes carefully looked at the dragon tassel in his arms, afraid that he would miss any subtle wound.

The whole body is full of Xuanyuan Wudao's strong musk smell, and the solid arms and wrists are tightly wrapped and wrapped around his shoulders. With such a close look, you can almost count the eyelashes on each other's eyelids.

"Oh! Heroes save beauty, heroes save beauty! Ahri chased after him, jumping at the feet of Long Ying and Xuanyuan Wudao. He screamed excitedly.

One sentence suddenly made Long Ying's cheeks blush, and he pushed Xuanyuan Wudao away.

"Isn't this the ultimate treasure? The quality is so poor, it blew up just by touching it......" Long Ying diverted the topic and said with a slight complaint.

Xuanyuan Wudao heard this, and his eyebrows were twisted together. Stared intently at the debris on the ground. After a moment, as if thinking of something, a pair of inky black eyes lit up like jewels.

"I see!"

Wu muttered to himself, Xuanyuan Wudao seemed to be in a hurry to do something. didn't say hello, and suddenly turned around. Gone in place!

"Where are you going, Xuanyuan? Feed! The dragon roared angrily.

It's just that there is no longer the shadow of Xuanyuan in the air, and there is silence. All that was left was a fragment of the Diolo Sphere, which shimmered.

"Damn! I ate the old lady's tofu and ran away! Xuanyuan Wudao, you wait for me, I won't let you go! As Long Ying spoke, he angrily pulled out the nine-section unicorn whip on his waist and flicked a few whips angrily. Ahri on the side trembled with fright.

"Lord, master...... If you're really angry, let's go back to Longfu and pack up our 'good' sisters, don't be angry......"

Hearing this, Long Ying's bewitching star eyes suddenly lit up, and his face was full of cold and bloodthirsty smiles: "Yes, it's time to go home!" Hehe......"