Yan Moyu woke up first, and when he woke up, there was still a piece of paper at the head of the bed.

"Brother, I'm sorry this time, next time you do my business again, I'll give you a nine-percent discount!"

Seeing the content on this note, Yan Moyu couldn't laugh or cry.

At this moment, Yu Duhuan also woke up, and when she saw the content of the note in Yan Moyu's hand, she couldn't help but scold!

"Damn, let's do your business again, it's a brain show!"

Although Yu Wanhuan scolded very well, he still looked a little lacking in energy.

However, these can be recovered after a little recuperation, since they have come to the legendary most powerful Silver Realm Saint Martial Realm, they have to travel well to make this trip worthwhile, maybe in this realm, what else can they discover!

This realm is nothing to Yu Duhuan, but for Yan Moyu, it is like a heavenly existence.

"Chen'er, this is a very suitable realm for cultivation, I can feel that there are many strong martial arts wills in this realm!"

Yan Moyu said excitedly to Yu Duhuan.

"Martial will? You mean—"

"It's similar to the will of the Fire Cloud Evil God, but these wills are left behind by those strong people after death, they are all ownerless things, and no one will come to trouble if they are devoured."

When he said this, the look in Yan Moyu's eyes had become particularly intense.

However, if there are so many martial arts wills left behind in this Holy Martial Realm, there must have been countless terrifying powerhouses born, and this alone is not comparable to the ordinary Silver Realm.

The martial will left in the Holy Martial Realm, once it is absorbed and refined by a monk, then this monk will inevitably make a difference in cultivation. This is a virtuous circle, the remaining martial arts will be refined and absorbed by a large number of strong people long ago, and when these martial arts powerhouses fall, their martial arts will will also be inherited, giving birth to more strong people.

And the most important thing for Yan Moyu to do now is to devour all these martial arts wills to strengthen his remnant soul, only in this way can he use more powerful power to protect Yu Wanhuan. In this way, he is one step closer to being born again.

When Yu Duhuan and Yan Moyu recovered almost and went out to earn a lap-

The martial arts of this Holy Martial Realm had obviously exceeded their expectations, and there was actually a ring in this city, covering an area of thousands of feet, and it was extremely magnificent.

Rivers, mountains, lakes, oceans, and deserts can be conjured up in this arena, where dozens of monks compete, and the winner can be rewarded with great rewards.

There are all kinds of cultivators who compete on the stage, from the distraction period to the merging period of monks, and it is said that in some big cities, there are also strong people who are pseudo-robbery cultivators participating in them.

These rings are naturally set up by the Shengwu Dynasty, and for the strong martial arts, the Shengwu Dynasty has always been a convenient door, and there are even many monks with advanced cultivation, relying on their strong combat power, to become high-ranking officials of the Shengwu Dynasty.

On the streets, martial arts halls can be seen everywhere, and most of the children of the Shengwu Dynasty have completed their enlightenment of their own cultivation path in the martial arts hall.

The strength of the Holy Martial Dynasty, whether it is the Taixuan Sect or the Huoyun Evil God Sect, is a vulnerable existence in front of this Martial Dao Dynasty, and the huge number of monks in the Holy Relic Dynasty is completely capable of annihilating any force.

This is the terrifying thing about the Unified Realm, the heavenly and earthly treasures of the entire realm can be used at will, so the probability of cultivating a strong person has increased a lot.

At this time, in the hands of Yan Moyu and Yu Duhuan, they were holding a biography of Emperor Shengwu, reading it with relish.

As the emperor of the Shengwu Dynasty and the strongest person in the Shengwu Realm, there are of course countless biographies about the Shengwu Emperor in the Shengwu Realm. Of course, these biographies are all in praise of Emperor Shomu, praising Emperor Shomu as a perfect generation of heroes who have nothing in heaven or earth.

Emperor Shengwu not only enjoyed a reputation among the many Silver Realms, but even had a certain prestige in the Golden Realm, and was favored by the forces of the major Golden Realms, and even some forces in the Golden Realm wanted to recruit Emperor Shengmu, but they were rejected by Emperor Shengwu.

You must know that rejecting a Golden Realm force is definitely a disaster for the Silver Realm, but Emperor Shengwu relied on his own strong strength to rush out of the encirclement and suppression of that Golden Realm force, and severely damaged that force, shaking the world.

Although the current Saint Martial Realm is still only a Silver Realm, it is already the strength of the quasi-Golden Realm, once the Saint Martial Emperor makes another breakthrough, then the Saint Martial Realm will become a Golden Realm, and it is also a strong Golden Realm!

There are many realms between heaven and earth, but there are very few unified realms, and there are even fewer unified golden realms!

"What a Holy Martial Emperor, with such strength, it is indeed enough to laugh at the world."

Yan Moyu couldn't help but sigh.

"What is this, when he survives the god calamity, let's talk about laughing at the world!"

Yu Wanhuan chuckled and said, no matter how strong that Holy Martial Emperor is, can he still have her brother, the Lord of Huangquan?

The Lord of the Yellow Springs in his heyday, but even those beings in the upper realm are powerful beings who are not afraid at all!

"It's so sour, Chen'er, you can't be jealous of this Holy Martial Emperor, right?"

At this time, Yan Moyu was in a good mood, so he joked with Yu Duanhuan, only to see Yan Moyu pinching his nose, pretending to exaggerate his palm, and laughing at Yu Duan.

"I envy him, I need to envy him?"

Yu Wanhuan snorted coldly in disdain.

If she is still the identity of Princess Huangquan, it is indeed unnecessary.

"Hurry up, General Weiyuan has held a martial arts competition, and the winner can get a third-order high-grade spirit soldier!"

Suddenly, the monks in the street moved.

General Weiyuan, one of the top ten generals of the Shengwu Dynasty, was already a strong man in the pseudo-tribulation cultivation thousands of years ago, and his cultivation has been unfathomable so far, and he has won the trust of the Shengwu Emperor.

"What a big stroke, a third-order high-grade spirit soldier, it is a treasure that I can't even think of in the Bronze Realm."

Yan Moyu touched his chin.

"Maybe we can go and see that spirit weapon, and if it fits, it's good to take it!"

Yu Duanhuan suggested, and Yu Duanhuan's suggestion was exactly what Yan Moyu was thinking.

The attraction of a Heavenly Third-Order Superior Grade was amazing, and even the powerhouses of the Pseudo-Tribulation Cultivator were attracted to it.

Of course, it seems that what the strong man who is a pseudo-crossing and Western cultivator cares about, not only that spiritual soldier, but also hopes that he can behave in front of General Weiyuan, and if he can be looked at differently by General Weiyuan, it will undoubtedly be able to gain a little more foothold under the nose of Emperor Shengwu.

Who made Emperor Shomu trust this mighty general!

It's a pity that the rule set by General Weiyuan is that only monks who cultivate under the pseudo-tribulation can participate in this competition, and even if those strong people who cultivate in the pseudo-tribulation want to make a move, they will not have a chance. Their original intention was to show themselves in front of General Weiyuan, and they couldn't force it out. Moreover, even if they were very interested in that spirit soldier, then they would not choose to openly fight against the great generals of the Holy Martial Dynasty, which was no different from looking for death!

The strength of the generals of the dynasty may not be outrageously strong, but they command an army of millions, and these millions of armies are composed of monks who have cultivated to a high level, gather battle arrays, and have the imperial luck to protect the body, even if they are strong people who are pseudo-tribulation cultivators, they can't get any benefits, so it is naturally impossible to go against such a person!

Since he met the conditions, Yan Moyu reported his name, not only could he see the martial arts of the Holy Martial Realm, but he could also get a heaven-level spirit soldier for nothing, this kind of cheap is not picked up for nothing.

As for Yu Wanhuan -

Anyway, Yan Moyu has made a move, so she is still responsible for cheering!

"Yan Moyu, a casual cultivator, has never entered any martial arts hall, nor has he cultivated in the academy of the state capital?"

When they saw Yan Moyu's resume, the people in General Weiyuan's Mansion couldn't help frowning.

In their opinion, the territory of the Shengwu Dynasty is unlimited, although there are some powerful monks who will leave the dynasty before they die, gather all the treasures of their lives in one place, and expect people who are destined to obtain their own martial arts inheritance, but this probability is too small, there is no teacher in the scattered cultivation, and what they have learned is just the simplest exercises of the Shengwu Dynasty, and it is difficult to produce any great powerhouses.

When Yan Moyu received his number plate, he and Yu Duhuan sat calmly in the corner, watching those gorgeously dressed children talking on the side, just smiling slightly.

Those gorgeously dressed children look very unusual, they are all the children of high-ranking officials of the Shengwu Dynasty, and their cultivation is not bad, they all have the cultivation of the late stage of distraction, it seems that the people of the Shengwu Dynasty attach great importance to the education of the younger generations.

"Whatever you see, you dare to come to the ring."

One of the teenagers glared at Yan Moyu and said arrogantly.

Yu Duanhuan pursed his lips and sent a voice to Yan Moyu: "I think that although their force value is good, their quality needs to be strengthened!" ”

"I think so."

Soon, the teenagers gathered around a young man in a royal robe like a dog, barking like "the four princes".

The fourth prince is the prince of the Shengwu Dynasty, with the supreme status and the real pride of the sky. As soon as such a person appears, he is destined to be the protagonist, and everyone has to revolve around him.

And in the Mighty General's Mansion, when the mighty general saw the appearance of the four princes, he just snorted coldly, obviously General Weiyuan did not have a good impression of the four princes.

The ring set up by the mighty general is naturally not comparable to the thousand-zhang ring in the city, and now this ring covers a radius of thousands of zhang, floating in the sky, and it is an extremely powerful spiritual soldier!