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Before, in order to save the Heavenly Martial God, Song Yan was slashed into slag by the Sitting Forgotten Martial God and burst into a blood mist.

Then, neither of them noticed that the blood mist did not collapse, but continued to stay in mid-air.

It wasn't until the Heavenly Martial God was defeated by the Sitting Forgotten Martial God and stepped on the ground that the blood mist surged wildly and condensed a brand new body in a very short period of time.

The matter of rebirth has been heard by the Heavenly Martial God.

But she hadn't heard of a person being bombarded into a cloud of blood mist and still being able to come back to life, but today, she saw it with her own eyes.

Feeling the change in the expression of the Tongtian Martial God, the Martial God subconsciously looked back, and happened to see Song Yan who had recondensed his body, and for a while, a wrong color appeared on his face.

"How are you?"

"You're not dead, are you?" Song Yan grinned, and the Soul Suppression Seal also took shape at this moment and flew out

The Valkyrie only felt a flower in front of him, and then a black shadow submerged into his body, and then, he lost consciousness.

"Give up resistance!"

Song Yan ordered.

Suddenly, the flames on the Martial God were extinguished.

One step out, Song Yan came to the Sitting Forgetting Martial God, and the power of luck in his body was running at full strength, gathering in one palm, and slapping towards the top of the head of the Sitting Forgetting Martial God.

"Buzz!"

The power of this palm was too strong, and it exploded, engulfing the entire person of the Martial God, and the surrounding space was also distorted.

The next moment, the light dissipated, and there was nothing left in place except for a diamond-shaped god that was dripping and spinning.

"Are you alright?"

Song Yan put away this godhead, and then reached out to pull the Heavenly Martial God.

"Can you put your clothes on?" Tongtian Martial God closed his eyes shyly.

Hearing this, Song Yan looked down, only to find that he was actually naked, just when he condensed his body, he was busy casting the soul suppression seal, and he didn't even have time to put on his clothes, for a while, his old face was a little red, and he hurriedly took out a set of robes and put it on: "Okay, you can open your eyes!" ”

Pulling the Tongtian Martial God out of the pit, Song Yan smashed the three life divine lights into her body in one go, however, the injuries on her body had been healed, but the godhead was consumed too much, and I am afraid that she would not be able to display even the strength of the first layer at the peak.

Obviously, Song Yan also saw her weakness, and his heart moved, and he took out the godhead of the Misty Martial God and handed it to her: "Take it, absorb this godhead, your strength should be able to recover all!" ”

Tongtian Martial God looked at him with a somewhat complicated gaze.

Song Yan also looked at her.

After a long time, the Tongtian Martial God finally spoke: "You should keep this godhead, my cultivation can be slowly restored!" ”

"That's good! If you need anything, just mention it! ”

Song Yan was not hypocritical, and put away the godhead again, with these two godheads, he would be able to cultivate two martial gods in a short period of time.

After withdrawing the large array and retrieving the top-grade spirit crystal, Song Yan returned to the palace with the Tongtian Martial God.

The next day, an edict was announced to the world, and the Heavenly Martial God was sealed as the national teacher of the Dawu Empire.

With the spread of the edict, Song Yan felt that the power of luck in his body had increased to a certain extent, and it seemed that the Tongtian Martial God had become a national teacher, making all the people in the world more attentive.

In a small courtyard deep in the palace.

The tea stove was bubbling hot, Song Yan, Dongfang Tianya, and Duanmu Chong sat around the stone table, and it was actually Lingfei Ning Ling who served tea and poured water on the side, which made Duanmu Chong a little uneasy, but Dongfang Tianya was calm, after all, no matter how Song Yan's identity changed, he was his apprentice, and it was natural for Ning Ling to serve tea and water for him.

Seeing Dongfang Tianya's calm expression, Duanmu Chong regretted it very much, if he had snatched Song Yan as an apprentice at that time, where would there be any matter of Dongfang Lao'er.

"Master, Uncle Duanmu, I called you here today because I want to ask for your opinion!" Song Yan said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, please speak!" Duanmu said respectfully.

"Today, there are no kings and ministers, only elders and juniors."

Song Yan waved his hand, and then his palm flipped over, and two godheads appeared in his palm: "These are two godheads, if you can achieve a martial god after refining, but after refining, your cultivation will never be able to surpass the cultivation of these two godhead masters, I don't know if the master and uncle are willing to refine?" ”

Dongfang Tianya and Duanmu Chong looked at each other, and they both saw the heat in each other's eyes.

Martial God, the pinnacle of martial arts.

No matter how confident the two of them are, they don't think they can reach the Martial God.

Therefore, even if after refining the Godhead, they can't make any further progress in cultivation, they are very willing to refine the Godhead.

In the end, Dongfang Tianya obtained the godhead of the Martial God, and Duanmu Chong obtained the Godhead of the Misty Martial God, and retreated in the palace, once it was completely refined, the Dawu Empire would have two more Martial Gods.

The civil strife of the Terrans has subsided, but the two demon races have not stopped attacking the seven battlefields.

Judging from the daily battle reports, this time the demon and demon races did not seem to be a feint, but seemed to be really planning to join forces to destroy the human race.

Therefore, the formation that could have been held for March could be broken in a month at most under the crazy attacks of the demon clans.

However, one month is enough.

Tengongin.

After a period of continuous research and development, the academicians of the Tiangong Academy changed a gunpowder that was ten times more powerful according to the formula of black powder given by Song Yan, and according to Song Yan's requirements, they made a super-large fire thunder.

Looking at the pumpkin-sized fire thunder in front of him, Song Yan's expression was a little strange, according to the academician of the Tiangong Academy, each of these fire thunder weighed 100 catties, if it was put in the real world, such a fire thunder would definitely be useless, why, because it was too heavy, even if it was a super bombardier, I was afraid that it would not be able to bear it.

But in this world, even a martial artist at the level of body refining can throw a hundred catties of fire thunder tens of meters away, and as for a martial artist at the level of qi refining, he can easily throw this hundred catties of fire thunder hundreds of meters, or even thousands of meters.

As for how powerful it is, try it.

"Someone!"

Two soldiers of the Nine Levels of Qi Refining arrived: "See Your Majesty!" ”

"Flat!"

Song Yan nodded.

Afterwards, the two soldiers each picked up a fire mine, picked up the bracket on it, and threw it.

Two fire mines flew down five hundred meters at the same time.

"Boom! Bang! ”

Two earth-shattering bangs rang out.

When the smoke cleared, a pit of five or six meters deep appeared where the two fire thunders landed, and there were dense small holes around the pit, because there was a layer of iron beads in the fire thunder, and those small holes were pierced by the iron balls in the fire thunder.

The explosive power of the fire thunder is already comparable to the full force of the grandmaster's blow, but in terms of lethality, it is several times higher than the grandmaster, if a fire thunder is thrown into hundreds of people, it can kill at least a hundred people, and the others will be more or less injured by the iron beads that explode.

"How many thunderbolts can you make in a day now?" Song Yan looked at the dean of the Tiangong Academy and asked.

"Back to Your Majesty, the Tiangong Academy has limited manpower, and it can only make a thousand fire thunders every day!"

Song Yan frowned and said: "A thousand pieces is too little, I want at least 100,000 pieces a day, you write an excerpt and send it to the inner side to let the inner side fully cooperate!" ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Leaving the Tiangong Academy, Song Yan set up a frame and went to the National Teacher's Palace, yes, after being named the National Teacher, Tongtian Martial God lived in the palace to resume cultivation, before he promised Tongtian Martial God a hundred years of life, has given her fifty years, and now he plans to give her the remaining fifty years.

[Author's digression]: Three more, today's update is complete