The wind, getting stronger and stronger, swept towards Duan Lingtian like a knife, leaving subtle marks on Duan Lingtian's cheeks.

These are small wounds blown out by the wind.

It's just that every time these small wounds appeared, they were completely repaired by the flickering Yuan Force on Duan Ling Tian's body, as if they had never appeared.

At this time, on Duan Ling Tian's body, wisps of condensed cyan gang qi began to rag violently, accompanied by yuan force, as if a burst of clear and visible essence cyan gang wind had formed.

And this burst of cyan wind wrapped around Duan Ling Tian's body, as if forming a protective shield to protect Duan Ling Tian.

The ferocious wind continued to sweep towards him, striking on the cyan wind, causing the latter to tremble for a while, and finally the two merged into one, without a single trace falling on Duan Lingtian's body.

At the same time, a bizarre scene occurred.

I saw that the 'artistic conception of the wind', which was not completely in line with the Yuan Force, actually fit in with the Yuan Force more and more, as if it was driven by the oncoming wind.

"Accelerate!"

Feng Wudao's gaze immediately noticed this change and continued to speak.

The Blue-Eyed Eagle continued to accelerate.

After a while, the speed increased to the 'Cave Realm Sixfold'.

The wind was even stronger, and the cyan wind around Duan Ling Tian's body showed signs of being defeated again.

"Brother Duan......"

Although Feng Tian Wuqiao still had worry on her face, she could now detect Duan Ling Tian's progress, and every moment, the 'Wind Artistic Conception' seemed to be quietly improving.

At first, the artistic conception of the wind around Duan Lingtian's body merged into the 'cyan gang wind' formed by Yuan Force, and it already had a tendency to collapse, but later, it calmed down again.

At the same time, the cyan wind is becoming more and more pure.

The artistic conception of the wind is almost completely integrated into the Yuan Force, and this feeling is as if it has turned into a real 'wind'.

This feeling is similar to Zhang Shouyong's comprehension of the 'artistic conception of the earth' and Bai Hao's comprehension of the artistic conception of fire.

The 'Ninefold Low-Level Artistic Conception' they comprehended was only half a step away from the 'One-Fold-Intermediate Artistic Conception'.

In other words, Duan Lingtian was now heading in that direction, and there was not much difference.

Taking it a step further, the artistic conception of the wind that Duan Lingtian comprehended could be completely 'substantialized'.

The speed of the blue-eyed eagle is still accelerating.

It didn't take long for its speed to ramp up to the speed of its heyday.

Of course, it only refers to the speed at which it exerts the Yuan Power of the 'Cave Void Realm Sevenfold', and it has not yet used the 'artistic conception' it has comprehended.

Otherwise, it will be faster.

But even so, the current Duan Ling Tian was still not afraid of the oncoming strong wind, because the 'artistic conception of the wind', which was becoming more and more substantial around his body, 'swallowed' the oncoming wind.

"Go on. ”

Feng Wudao spoke.

Wow!

On the body of the blue-eyed giant eagle, the fiery red gang qi swept out, blending into the surrounding yuan force, as if forming a solid scorching flame.

At this moment, the blue-eyed giant eagle seemed to be incarnated as a 'flame bird', and everywhere it passed, patches of fiery clouds appeared.

As the blue-eyed eagle accelerated, the wind increased again.

And the cyan wind around Duan Lingtian's body showed signs of collapse again, but in the end, it still did not collapse, but under the proper acceleration of the blue-eyed giant eagle, it was even more flawless.

The more flawless the cyan wind is, the closer the 'artistic conception of the wind' is to materialization.

Time flies.

A month later, the cyan wind on Duan Ling Tian's body finally stabilized, and finally gradually converged and completely integrated into his body.

And at this time, even without the protection of the cyan gang qi, the terrifying gang wind that came on didn't seem to have any effect on Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Lingtian opened his eyes, opened his arms, and faced the oncoming wind, his face was full of bright smiles, "The artistic conception has finally materialized...... One step further, it is 'the artistic conception of a medium-level wind'!"

Although he was only half a step away from the mid-level artistic conception now, Duan Lingtian knew in his heart that this time was the most difficult.

He has the memory of the two reincarnation emperors, and he knows this very well.

"Qinglao, thank you. ”

Duan Lingtian looked at the head of the blue-eyed giant eagle, owed a debt, and thanked him very sincerely.

This thank you comes from the heart.

Because Duan Lingtian knew that without the 'cooperation' of the blue-eyed giant eagle, he would not have been able to let the 'artistic conception of the wind' complete the transformation so quickly.

"Little one, you're the most savvy person I've ever seen other than Sky Dance...... However, Sky Dance is the 'Body of Fire Spirits', but you are not the Body of Wind Spirits, so it is really rare to be able to comprehend the 'Artistic Conception of the Wind' so quickly. ”

Between the words of the blue-eyed giant eagle, he did not hesitate to praise words.

"The young and old have won the prize. ”

Duan Lingtian said modestly.

Immediately after, Duan Lingtian turned around, turned his back to the roaring Gangfeng, and slowly walked into the Yuan Force Light Mask on the back of the blue-eyed giant eagle.

"Brother Duan, congratulations. ”

Feng Tianwu congratulated Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Lingtian smiled and nodded, then looked at Feng Wudao again, and glanced at Feng Wudao, the words of thanks that he wanted to say were stopped under the signal of Feng Wudao's eyes.

It's all in plain sight.

"Where are we now?"

Duan Lingtian looked down at the vast land that was constantly flying backwards under his feet, and asked curiously.

"Brother Duan, we have been away from the Han Dynasty for more than ten days...... This is the region that belongs to the 'Ming Dynasty'. In a few days, we will be able to reach the capital of the Ming Dynasty. When the time comes, we will rest there for a few days. ”

Feng Tianwu said to Duan Lingtian, faintly tired.

"Hmm. ”

Duan Lingtian nodded, he didn't expect that he would wake up from the state of comprehending the 'Artistic Conception of the Wind' and would already be in another dynasty.

The Ming Dynasty, Duan Lingtian had heard of it when he was in the Han Dynasty.

This is a dynasty located in the northwest of the Han Dynasty, covering a vast area, no less than the Han Dynasty.

In addition, because it is more adjacent to the 'extraterritorial' than the Han Dynasty, the martial arts in the Ming Dynasty are more powerful, and the genius warriors born in it have always been even more powerful than the Han Dynasty.

After a few days, the Blue-Eyed Eagle slowed down.

And at this moment, Duan Lingtian looked forward, and a small black dot appeared as far as his eyes could see.

As the blue-eyed eagle approached, the small black dot grew larger and larger, and finally turned into a huge city that lurked there like a giant beast.

Outside the city, Duan Ling Tian could see the ancient city walls surrounding the city.

These city walls exude a sense of vicissitudes all the time, as if telling the history of its existence.

"Qing, five days later, still here. ”

Feng Wudao said hello to the blue-eyed giant eagle, and then took the lead in stepping into the air and leaving the blue-eyed giant eagle's back.

And Duan Lingtian and Feng Tianwu also followed one by one.

"Dancing girl, little one...... See you in five days. ”

The sharp gaze of the blue-eyed giant eagle swept over Duan Ling Tian and Feng Tianwu's bodies one by one, and immediately turned into a ball of flame and disappeared in front of Duan Ling Tian's eyes.

All that remains is the fading 'fire clouds'.

"Let's go. ”

Duan Lingtian and the three of them fell into the air together, followed the main gate of the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and slowly walked into it.

Walking into the capital of the Ming Dynasty, Duan Lingtian could feel a different atmosphere from the capital of the Han Dynasty, and the passers-by he met along the way were obviously nervous, and they seemed to be on guard against something at any time.

"Brother Duan, in the capital of the Ming Dynasty, there are often some 'martial idiots' who shoot indiscriminately, so they have developed the vigilance of the people in the capital of the Han Dynasty. ”

Seeming to see the confusion on Duan Ling Tian's face, Feng Tianwu explained.

Duan Lingtian suddenly realized that this was the case, "It is worthy of being a dynasty adjacent to the 'extraterritorial', and in terms of the prevalence of martial arts, it is indeed stronger than the Han Dynasty." ”

Duan Lingtian had to admit this.

Duan Lingtian and the three of them shuttled on the road of the capital of the Ming Dynasty, all the way to the center of the national capital.

At the same time, Duan Lingtian looked around curiously.

Sou!

Suddenly, a shrill wind whistle came from afar, getting closer and closer.

Duan Ling Tian raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but look forward, but it was a middle-aged man in gray clothes, who shot directly at the two passers-by who were walking together.

Boom! Boom!

Two palms were split, and two passers-by died instantly.

"Cave Void Triple?"

Looking at the forty ancient horned dragon phantoms above the void above the gray-clothed middle-aged man's head, Duan Ling Tian frowned, he didn't expect that a Cave Void Realm martial artist would sneak attack others on the road.

He didn't even use the 'artistic conception' to kill those two people, and the gap between the strength of those two people and him can be imagined.

"Huh?"

Soon, a sneer appeared on the corner of Duan Lingtian's mouth.

Just because, he saw that the gray-clothed middle-aged man's gaze locked on the three of them, to be precise, it locked Feng Tianwu.

"What a beautiful woman! You're mine. ”

The gray-clothed middle-aged man rose into the air and flew over, his eyes full of lust, as if Feng Tianwu was already in his bag.

Now, he flew in, aiming directly at Duan Ling Tian and Feng Wudao.

Obviously, in his opinion, as long as he killed Duan Ling Tian and the others, he would be able to possess Feng Tianwu.

Duan Lingtian didn't move, because there was no need.

As early as when the gray-clothed middle-aged man opened his mouth to blaspheme Feng Tianwu, he found that Feng Wudao's gaze was completely cold.

He knew that this Uncle Feng of his was angry.

Wow!

In the face of Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao, the gray-clothed middle-aged man used his 'artistic conception', and the 'artistic conception of water' was integrated into Yuan Li, completely substantiated, and the whole person was like a wave that slapped fiercely.

"Nine Waves!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man burst into a shout, his hands shook, and his palms slapped out.

Suddenly, the waves that came over were wave after wave, and each wave was stronger than the other.

The entire nine heavy waves kept colliding together, and the speed and strength of the front heavy wave became faster and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of Duan Ling Tian and Feng Wudao.

"Die!"

The gray-clothed middle-aged man had a cold gaze and did not contain any feelings, as if he had seen the scene of Duan Lingtian and Feng Wudao being slapped to death by his two palms.