The news that Yan Qing had refined the Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist was like a wing, and it flew all over the entire Heavenly Emperor Academy in an instant. It was like a boulder thrown into a lake, causing a huge wave that was shocking.

In the quiet book, when Feng Baishu heard Gu Qingyue say that Yan Qing had refined the "Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist", he couldn't help but be stunned, and the whole person stood quietly like a wooden chicken, and he didn't know that the bamboo slip in his hand fell to the ground.

"It's a pity that he wasted the remnants of the imperial power that he brought back from the ancient years, otherwise we would have one more terrifying hole card in the True Dragon Palace. Gu Qingyue frowned and said, a little hated Yan Qing's loser.

"Did he really refine it?"

After a long time, Feng Baishu came back to his senses, and his heart was extremely shocked, and then he asked again.

He couldn't imagine that Yan Qing had really been refined.

Although Yan Qing made a lot of noise in the past month, he quickly made a name for himself, and then squeezed into a small group of five. However, Feng Baishu never thought that Yan Qing could beat him.

Every genius has a proud heart.

This is true of Feng Baishu, this is true of Gu Qingyue, even Jing Zhongtian, who has never shown up.

"His talent is truly ......"

Feng Baishu couldn't help but shake his head, feeling powerless, and then sighed: "Shaking the past and the present, no one can match it." ”

After finishing speaking, Feng Baishu bent down, picked up the bundle of bamboo slips, and then asked, "Do you know what to take from this trip to the True Dragon Palace?"

Gu Qingyue wrinkled her little nose and said with some uncertainty: "I heard that it seems to be a drop of true dragon blood." ”

"What?"

Feng Baishu's pupils contracted suddenly, and his face was extremely shocked, he couldn't have imagined that what he and the others wanted to take was the blood of the real dragon.

Such a godly creature against heaven is not something they can touch?

"No way, these artifacts are simply not something we can finger at all. Feng Baishu shook his head, unable to believe it.

"I didn't expect that this time it was the blood of the true dragon that was fighting. Gu Qingyue also shook her head, as if she was also frightened, "This trip to the True Dragon Palace, I'm afraid that a lot of geniuses will fall, the true dragon blood is too tempting, people will risk their lives for it......"

"Hmph, even if this kind of artifact is a demigod-level existence, it is a fight for life and death. Feng Baishu said, his face became grim, knowing what kind of bloody wind the appearance of such a divine object would cause.

"Even so, we are only competing with our peers, not with demigods, what are you afraid of?" Gu Qingyue said with a slight frown.

"We are all peerless geniuses of the first rank in the Heavenly Emperor Realm, and no one in the Heavenly Emperor Realm can compete, but you must know that there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are more strong players among the strong. Put us in the whole world, do you dare to say that you are the first?" Feng Baishu said with a cold face.

Don't say that it is the first in the whole world, even the Heavenly Emperor Realm does not dare to say that it is the first, in front of her, there are a hundred books, there is a well in the sky, and Yan Qing, who is becoming more and more powerful now.

"Besides, even if you have hole cards, don't they have hole cards?Among those holy lands, which one of them is worse than our Heavenly Emperor Academy?" Feng Baishu shook his head, but he was a little worried about this trip to the True Dragon Palace.

Gu Qingyue was asked, her breath couldn't help but suffocate, and she said angrily: "If you are afraid of death, don't go." ”

"Whoever said I'm scared, I'm just telling about it. Feng Baishu shook his head.

"In that case, then why are you talking so much?" Gu Qingyue said unhappily.

"Oh, I'm just reminding you. ”

Feng Baishu said, and then his face became a little regretful, "However, it's really a waste, this punch is just used." ”

"It's all his fault, if it weren't for his impulsiveness and leaving this hole card, this drop of true dragon blood would definitely be in our bag. Gu Qingyue suddenly blamed Yan Qing.

"That's right, it's equivalent to a blow from a demigod, and it can directly sweep the genius of the entire world. Feng Baishu was also sighing, no wonder the Great Elder would slap him hundreds of miles away, it seemed that he was angry, "However, Yan Qing has now refined the Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist, and his strength has also increased greatly, and he can almost sweep under the Jindan realm." ”

"He can, but others can't. Gu Qingyue said.

"That's right. ”

Feng Baishu sighed.

Yan Qing was angry by the Great Elder, and flew hundreds of miles, and now she doesn't know that she fell into that mountain pit. However, the news that he had refined the "Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist" spread all over the entire Heavenly Emperor Academy at once, shocking the people all over the place.

Even the upper house caused an instant sensation, and it is still unbelievable that the news is true.

"Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist" is difficult to cultivate, this is something that the whole world knows.

For 10,000 years, there have been only a few people in the entire Heavenly Emperor Academy who have refined the Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist. However, each of them was an earth-shattering figure, and even the weakest one now was one of the top ten disciples of the Upper Court.

Moreover, it is still the third in the top ranking.

In the center of Qingdao, the mountain axe, who had been sleeping depressedly, jumped up all of a sudden after hearing the news.

"What are you talking about? Are you saying that Brother Yan has refined the Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist?" Shan glared at him, looking like a ghost, and rushed out with a giant axe.

On the Heavenly Emperor Mountain.

On an uninhabited cultivation ground, a young man in his early twenties was sitting quietly under a stone tablet, surrounded by silky true yuan, and a majestic aura permeated from his body.

And that stone tablet exudes a faint breath of time.

This person is none other than Nangong Yunyao, who is ranked third among the top ten disciples of the Upper Court, dressed in a dark robe and robe, although his face is handsome, but he is a little cold.

In front of him was the second punch in "Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist".

"Before I knew it, another month had passed, and it was still nothing. How long have I been practicing this second punch? 10 years, or 20 years?"

Nangong Yunyao frowned, looking at the stone tablet a little helpless, "Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist" is too difficult, and one punch is more difficult than the other, which makes him feel a little desperate.

There were thirteen punches in the Heavenly Emperor Divine Fist, and he only cultivated the first punch, but this was enough for him to rank third among the top ten disciples. As long as he practiced the second punch, he would be able to win the first place among the top ten disciples, leaving Xiao Gujin and Gu Qingfeng behind.

However, after all this time, he still hasn't made a second punch.

After frowning, Nangong Yunyao stood up, and then left this cultivation ground that he loved and hated.

When he came out of the cultivation ground and returned to the upper courtyard, he heard a news that shocked him. In the lower courtyard, someone actually refined the "Heavenly God Divine Fist", and the other party was not only a wheel sea realm, but also refined within a month.

It was unbelievable to him.

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