In addition to the deaths of Wang Zhen, Wang Ye and other high-ranking members of the Wang family, the strength of the Wang family quickly decreased.

Although the Mu family was also seriously damaged, after all, Mu Haofeng, the backbone of the family, was still there.

Therefore, no matter what, the Mu family still pressed the Wang family.

Moreover, the gap between them will only widen.

After all, a strong monk who has reached the realm of creation is not so easy to cultivate.

Maybe someday.

The herdsman will swallow the royal family.

And the Wang family will completely disappear in Cangyue City.

Of course, for this situation, Mu Futian, who was the hero at that time, did not pay too much attention to it.

He had been in retreat and cultivation in the Cangyue Pavilion.

And in order to allow him to have better strength to participate in the Dragon Palace selection competition, Lu Hai, the master of Cangyue Pavilion, personally taught a Xuan-level attack spirit technique.

And this spiritual recipe is the spiritual recipe of Cangyue Pavilion, the heavenly god recipe!

The Heavenly God Formula is divided into six styles, and each style is stronger than the other.

It is said that all six types have been successfully cultivated, and their attack ability can be compared to the attack spirit technique of the ground level.

Of course, if you want to succeed in cultivating all six forms, it is not too difficult.

You must know that even Lu Hai, who is the Pavilion Master of Cangyue Pavilion, has only succeeded in cultivating the first three forms.

……

Five days later, inside the practice room.

"The First Form of the Heavenly God Formula: Heavenly God Suppression!"

With a low shout, Mu Futian's palm had already been pinched.

After an instant, a cloud of gray-white energy suddenly appeared out of thin air above the void.

With a devastating momentum, the energy slammed down on a piece of black iron rock below.

"Boom!"

With a low rumbling sound, the black iron rock shattered in an instant.

"The second form of the Heavenly God Formula, the Heavenly God Thunder Palm!"

After performing the first form, Mu Futian did not hesitate, and immediately followed up with the second form.

"Boom!"

Another piece of black iron rock has directly turned into a pile of powder!

"Whew~"

Looking at the damage caused in front of him, Mu Futian exhaled lightly, and immediately retracted his palms and stood up.

"It's worthy of the Heavenly Divine Technique, this attack power is quite explosive."

Nodding with satisfaction, Mu Futian said secretly.

Black Iron Rock is a rare high-quality rock, and it can withstand the full force of a strong cultivator in the Creation Realm.

And such a rock was shattered by Mu Futian, whose strength was only the Seven Heavens of the Chong Pulse Realm.

One can imagine how strong this heavenly trick is.

Just took a brief rest, and then Mu Futian continued to practice the third form.

Logically speaking, the third form: Dragon Wandering Nine Heavens, requires a monk who has reached the realm of creation to be able to cultivate.

Lu Hai said the same thing.

After all, the premise of this third form requires the use of aura to condense the 'dragon'.

The aura is condensed and formed, which is a sign of the strength of the Creation Realm.

However, Mu Futian is a person who is not satisfied with the status quo and dares to try.

So, he didn't hesitate to start trying.

Not much.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the first attempt, undoubtedly failed.

"Bang!"

The second attempt, again ended in failure.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Third, Fourth, Fifth ...... Until the ninth time, all of them ended in failure.

"I don't believe it!"

The more he failed, the more obvious Mu Futian's strength to not admit defeat became.

Time flickered, and five days passed.

In these five days, Mu Futian has lost count of how many times he has failed.

Maybe a hundred times.

Maybe two hundred times.

Or maybe three hundred times.

In short, there are too many to count.

But this did not hit Mu Futian, but made him more and more frustrated.

"Squeak~"

At a certain moment, a voice rang out, which was finally a little different from the countless muffled voices before.

Mu Futian, who was already a little numb, heard this, and his whole body trembled directly.

Surprise quickly flooded his face.

Then, he hurriedly looked at his hands.

Saw.

In both hands, a small white dragon faintly appeared.

Although this little dragon is very different from the giant dragon that Lu Hai used at the beginning.

But overall, it's already a good start.

"Dragon Tour Nine Days!"

With a low shout, Mu Futian controlled the little dragon in his hand and slammed into the black iron rock in front of him.

"Boom!"

With a deep voice, a crack was blasted out of the black iron rock.

"Although the destructive power needs to be improved, but overall, it can be regarded as the first step towards success."

Mu Futian grinned.

It's hard to get started.

When the beginning has passed, do you still have to worry about not succeeding?

Answer.

No!

……

Time flies.

Another five days passed.

"The third form of the Heavenly God Formula, Dragon Tour Nine Heavens!"

"Boom!"

With a loud roar, the black iron rock not far in front of Mu Futian was directly blasted into powder!

"It's done!"

Mu Futian exhaled lightly, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

With his current strength in the Seventh Heaven of the Pulse Realm, it was already quite good to be able to have such destructive power.

"It's almost time for the Dragon Palace selection tournament to start, and the candidates should have been chosen, I don't know who it will be?"

There was a secret sigh in his heart, and then Mu Futian raised his steps and walked outside.

However, at this moment, Lu Hai happened to walk in.

"Pavilion Master, why are you here?"

Seeing this, Mu Futian immediately bowed.

"Haha, it's nothing, I just happened to be passing by, so I just wanted to come in and see how your cultivation is doing."

Lu Hai laughed, and then his gaze bypassed Mu Futian and fell on the black iron rock behind him.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but it startles him a lot.

Saw.

Dozens of black iron rocks in the back turned all of them into powder.

"You...... You have succeeded in cultivating the second form of the Heavenly God Technique: Heavenly God Thunder Palm? ”

Lu Hai couldn't help but gasp, and then exclaimed.

With Mu Futian's current strength, only the second-type Heavenly God Thunder Palm could be able to blast the black iron rock into powder.

"Well, yes."

Mu Futian nodded.

"Oh my God, you...... You're too perverted, aren't you? ”

Lu Hai's face was filled with disbelief.

Although he was mentally prepared, when this sentence really came out of Mu Futian's mouth, he was still shocked.

To know.

From Mu Futian to now, it's only been ten days.

In ten days, he successfully cultivated the extremely difficult Zhenge Technique, and if this was passed on, it would shock the whole city.

"Uh...... That, I would say, I also cultivated the third form. ”

Looking at Lu Hai's shocked expression, Mu Futian spread his hands and immediately added.

……

[The next chapter, before twelve o'clock, I can't wait to read it tomorrow morning.] 】