Chapter Two Thousand and Forty-One: You Are Tao Bao!

The artistic conception of killing!

Reach the artistic conception of killing at the true level!

The sixth artistic conception, the third true level artistic conception, completely surpasses Huang Tianxiang!

Shocking, full of shock!

Under the pressure of this killing aura on Gu Feng's body, those ordinary disciples present even felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"This is the artistic conception of killing, the real artistic conception of killing...... If I could have realized this artistic conception earlier, how could I not have been able to break through for a long time!"

Golden Wind Saint Peak Peak Lord, Yue Feng was shocked to the extreme when he saw this scene.

"The ancestor's vision is really unique!"

At this moment, Baili Yuan's heart was also full of shock.

The same goes for other peak owners.

They had all doubted a generation of ancestors, and they had doubted the patriarch's choice of Jin Feng, but now they no longer had any doubts.

Not to mention other aspects, just to talk about artistic conception cultivation, Huang Tianxiang is not Jin Feng's opponent.

That Li Qiu was already so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"This person must be eliminated!"

Huang Tianxiang's eyes flashed with coldness.

The talent shown by Gu Feng had already made Huang Tianxiang feel threatened.

At this moment, Li Dong'er was completely shaken, and there was a complex color in her eyes, which reached the extreme, and she was even about to turn into a resolute meaning.

At this moment, Huang Tianxiang spoke in the sky: "Dong'er, I know, you won't betray me!"

Hearing this, everyone was a little surprised.

Huang Tianxiang had said that he would never stop it, but at this time he spoke again, obviously worried that his sword slave really followed Gu Feng.

The gaze in Li Dong'er's eyes, which was about to turn into resoluteness, changed again.

Gu Feng smiled slightly: "Everyone has killing intent, and they can control it, and your snow artistic conception, if you can stop, you can let go of the killing intent......"

Between the words, Gu Feng waved his hand.

In the middle of the sky, a huge inclined disc appeared, on which time was engraved and a huge ancient hand was placed on it!

With the appearance of the Qiankun Bell, a breath of vicissitudes of life and years escaped in an instant.

This is......

"This is the artistic conception of the years!"

When Jin Xiaoning saw this scene, she couldn't help but speak, she was also surprised by her nephew's talent.

"Transfiguration of the form of substance, this is the artistic conception of the true order!"

At this moment, Wang Mu was also shocked to speak.

"This ancient bell is not only transformed by artistic conception, this is the secret technique of Jin Feng's artistic conception!"

Bai Liyuan's gaze changed completely, and he slowly spoke.

Everyone present was full of mahogany in their minds.

The seventh artistic conception!

Originally, the six artistic conceptions surpassed Huang Tianxiang.

At this moment, he even realized the seventh kind!

Moreover, this seventh type is still the true level of artistic conception!

Not only that, but this artistic conception, it also realized the secret technique!

An artistic conception, once you perceive the secret technique, it is extremely strong.

Shocking, too shocking!

Huang Tianxiang's five artistic conceptions were still stunning before, but now under Gu Feng's seven artistic conceptions, they are instantly eclipsed.

The complicated color in Li Dong'er's eyes disappeared completely in an instant.

She faced Gu Feng directly, knelt on one knee, and hugged her fists to bow!

She was completely shocked by Gu Feng's talent, and she wanted to follow Gu Feng!

Seeing this scene, in the sky, Huang Tianxiang's face turned completely cold: "You are my sword slave for one day, and you will be my sword slave for the rest of your life, life and death are both life and death, and it is impossible to betray you!"

Between the words, Huang Tianxiang waved his hand!

In an instant, an ancient pattern appeared on Li Dong'er's forehead.

Above its head, a shackled phantom instantly appeared!

"Slave Shackles!"

When Bai Liyuan saw this scene, his face changed suddenly: "This is an ancient secret technique, once this technique is used, it is impossible for people to surrender themselves, the other party, it is impossible to betray, once betrayed, the shackles of the slave seal will collapse, and this person will be destroyed!"

"Childe, be merciful!"

Li Chun, Li Xia, and Li Qiu immediately looked at Huang Tianxiang and spoke in unison.

At the same time, hatred has risen in their hearts.

They don't even know about this slave shackle.

And Li Dong'er has it in his body, obviously he has it in his body.

Although they were willing to be slaves, they never thought of being Huang Tianxiang's sword slaves for the rest of their lives.

Everyone present was stunned in an instant, no wonder Huang Tianxiang was not afraid that Li Dong'er would follow Jin Feng, it turned out that it was impossible to follow.

But at the same time, everyone has a great disgust for Huang Tianxiang's methods.

Li Dong'er hugged her head, and her face showed boundless pain at this moment.

When Gu Feng saw this scene, his face was indifferent: "Huang Tianxiang, this slave seal shackles, you use it to admire your talent and follow your people willingly, this move is too unreasonable!"

"No way, hehe, Jin Feng, Huang will come to you with a tree, in this starry sky, there is only strength and weakness, nothing else!"

When Huang Tianxiang heard this, he said indifferently, and then spoke: "Don't you want to take away my sword slave? Don't you want her to follow you? Now, I see how you can do it!"

"Hehe, my Gu Feng never forces anyone to follow, but those who want to follow me have no one to stop them!

Between Gu Feng's words, he snapped his fingers towards Li Dong'er!

The artistic conception of the degree exploded in an instant!

A golden light flashed 'swastika' emerged, and in an instant, thousands of golden light 'swastika' characters appeared, and these golden 'swastika' characters condensed into a pair of golden hands.

"It's ......"

Huang Tianxiang instantly roared violently in his head, and he was stunned.

From beginning to end, his calm complexion finally changed completely.

The artistic conception of degrees!

Before reaching the age of 3,000, I realized the artistic conception of degree.

Contains golden blood, surpass yourself!

A name that made him completely inevitable and eager to kill as soon as possible appeared in his mind.

Tao Bao!

That, inherited the will of the ancestors, came to the Immortal Bone Mountain, and almost, changed the inner door of the Zhutian Pavilion, the mysterious person who was in the golden vein pattern.

With Huang Tianxiang's mind, how could he not guess all this.

"So you're Tao Bao!"

Huang Tianxiang's eyes were incredulous at first, but then, the bottom of his eyes instantly revealed a monstrous killing intent.

Tao Bao has already snatched the position of his senior brother in the inner gate of the Zhutian Pavilion, and now he is only temporarily taking his place, once he enters the Xutian Pavilion, the position of the senior brother of the inner gate of the golden vein will change hands in an instant.

Moreover, now he has snatched the position of the Holy Son of the Golden Saint Clan again!

"You must die!"

Huang Tianxiang's eyes flashed with incomparable determination.

He knew that the person in front of him couldn't live, and once he entered the Zhutian Pavilion, he would be ruined for many years.

And when Huang Tianxiang was pondering:

"Open it for me!"

Gu Feng let out a low shout, and the two big golden hands that transformed into the artistic conception of the degree grabbed suddenly, firmly grasped the shackles of the slave seal, and then tore them fiercely to both sides!

"Bang ......"

Slave seal shackles, collapse in an instant!

Li Dong'er's eyes were full of gratitude and admiration, and he knelt directly in front of Gu Feng, hugging his fists and bowing.

In the sky, the snow changes, a few words:

Sword slave Li Dong'er, meet the son!