Muwen had a dream.

In my dream, it was like swimming in a stream and river on the edge of the city, refreshing and cool.

Every wave of water slapped over, the body crackled, the muscles became more and more tense and shiny, and gradually a force in the depths of the body was about to rise to the sky.

"Whoa!" Mu Wen, who was unconscious, suddenly roared, his hair stood upside down, and the wind emitted made the stone walls freeze everywhere.

His eyes were closed, his teeth chattering, trying to control the power that was too overwhelming.

This is a small part of the power that the White Frost Sword gave to Mu Wen, and the White Frost was originally a water surnamed Soft, unlike the Thundering Sword, which was strong and could be absorbed by Mu Wen

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

"Bang. ”

“”

Continuous advancement, a crisp sound came from the body.

Mu Wen didn't open his eyes for a long time.

During the break, the White Frost Sword observed the three hundred sword spirits in Mu Wenwen, and all of them actually had the surname of Lei, which was equivalent to the younger brother of the Thunder Sword, which made it a little unhappy.

The White Frost Sword convened the Nine Shadows Gate, and pulled out a large number of souls to refine them, and the speed was exaggerated, and after three days, a total of five hundred essence sword spirits were refined and put into Mu Wen's body.

The Thundering Sword was furious, and he also convened the Nine Shadows Gate to personally refine the sword spirit, and those who refused to admit defeat also refined five hundred essence sword spirits.

"Do you want to kill him by exploding?" the White Frost Sword snapped.

The five hundred handles had entered the two hundred, and Mu Wen's whole body was full of green tendons, his body surface was torn, and he was rolling in pain in a coma. The Thundering Sword didn't care, and forcibly drove a sword spirit in, provoking the White Frost Sword and said: "With the original three hundred, the uncle has a total of five hundred and one younger brother, one more than you." ”

"Bored guy. The White Frost Sword snorted.

Lei Mingjian didn't think so, still laughing triumphantly at himself.

Half a month later.

There was finally a sound in the silent cavern.

Mu Wen opened his eyes, his eyes were dim, his head was drowsy, he was stunned for a while before reacting, and a burst of essence burst out of his eyes.

"This feeling, this incredible power" Mu Wen's expression was extremely exciting.

A voice came to my head: "Doesn't it feel wonderful?" ”

Mu Wen was taken aback: "Are you a thundering sword, a white frost?"

"Of course, that sissy voice can't be Uncle Ben. Immediately, there was a rough sound of mine, this time it was a thundering sword: "That guy from White Frost has finally done a good thing." Not only did you re-polish your sword acupoint, but also washed and quenched your entire body, and the body of the Yuan Spirit Immortal in the ordinary Spirit Emperor realm was not as strong as yours. ”

Mu Wen was overjoyed when he heard this, his physical strength has always been the weakness of the sword servant, and he glanced at the ground, the large black and smelly mess must have been the impurities discharged from the body.

Calm down, seriously check your body again, and your face suddenly changes.

"Second-Order Spirit King?"

Mu Wen's face was full of incredulity, and he lost his mind: "How can this be." I thought that I had broken through the Spirit Emperor realm, why didn't my strength increase but decrease?"

"Are you sure your strength has weakened?" White Frost Sword smiled and continued meaningfully: "Now you don't say the Spirit Emperor, even the Spirit Emperor realm will be injured with an all-out attack. Of course, it's just to hurt the Spirit Emperor realm, don't be naïve enough to think that you can defeat it. ”

"No, it won't. Muven's astonishment was tinged with ecstasy.

The White Frost Sword laughed and said, "What a lie to you." Could it be that the realm of the second-order spirit king can possess a thousand and one sword spirits? This is not counting me and the Thundering Sword. ”

Mu Wen did find that there was a large amount of Essence Sword Spirit in his body, and when he checked it again, it was even more strange: "But I am indeed a second-order Spirit King." ”

"The realm is dead, and the explosion of strength is real. Idiot. Lei Mingjian shouted.

The White Frost Sword explained: "The reason is that I helped you build a big sword cave, so the realm of the second-order spirit king can control thousands of sword spirits. In addition, even every other meridian acupuncture point has been expanded. It is not three or four times larger, but dozens of times. You are indeed in the other realm of the second order, but you can't measure your current strength. ”

Mu Wen listened with his ears pricked up, and finally figured it out after a long time.

All in all, because of the technique of the White Frost Sword, every acupuncture point in the body has expanded dozens of times. And the breakthrough of the realm is precisely every time the spiritual power is saturated with acupuncture points and then expanded. It's like a wooden barrel, if it breaks through when it's filled with water, the barrel becomes bigger, and then it breaks through when it's filled with water, and so on.

The acupuncture points have expanded dozens of times, which is equivalent to dozens of times the size of this wooden barrel, so the original water is scarce.

This has caused Mu Wen's strength to skyrocket, but his realm has regressed.

To put it simply, the little spiritual power needed to break through was now dozens of times more for Mu Wen to break through. It seems that cultivation has become very slow, and the spiritual power required for one advance of the Spirit King is actually comparable to the spiritual power of the Spirit Emperor's advanced one. But savvy people can see that this is simply a huge benefit.

Let's ask if the Spirit King has such terrifying spiritual power, although the realm breakthrough will be slowed down, but after reaching the Spirit Emperor and Spirit Emperor realm, it will still be obtained? What's more, how many people can't comprehend the law after reaching the late stage of the Spirit King and the Spirit Queen period, and once fell into a bottleneck and it was difficult to break through until they were old.

Mu Wen's mood had already rushed to the sky, and he couldn't stop smirking.

The White Frost Sword said that at the beginning, Mu Wen's realm only had spirit warriors, and after absorbing a small part of its strength in the past half a month, he advanced to the late stage of the ninth-order spirit martial arts. Coupled with the refining of seven hundred and one new sword spirits, he broke through to the second-order spirit king in one fell swoop.

Next, it will be up to Mu Wen to cultivate by himself, and then relying on external forces will only backfire.

Mu Wen felt that it was right, because this amazing force was already too strong, so strong that it was a little difficult for him to control.

"Father, I saw it, and I saw the day when I would attack the Holy Mountain of the Dou Ling Temple in the future!" he laughed with tears in his eyes.

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In the blink of an eye, another half a month passed quietly.

In the distance of the field, in the middle of a nameless mountain forest, there was a swift figure running, so fast that the wind blew the surrounding flowers and plants.

"Drink!"

Mu Wen shouted loudly, and a golden dazzling sword qi split out from his sleeve, which was terrifyingly thick, and blasted out a large gully twenty meters long on the ground.

The five claws clenched into fists, and the elbows slammed down, and the sky thunderbolted, and the lightning spell blasted a huge crater deep in the ground.

The diameter of the pit reaches five meters and the depth is seven meters.

The destructive power of the lightning drop technique is nearly twice as high as before.

"After all, this is the introduction of the third thunder force. Mu Wen looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, looking at it with a comfortable expression.

Although it was clearly written on the Imperial Thunder Decision that the use of the third thunder power must reach the Spirit Emperor realm, the Thunder Sword proposed that you could give it a try, and if it was true, Mu Wen did not have any backlash after using it.

"The stars flashed. ”

Frightened!

Mu Wen stood eighty meters away, suddenly crossed his arms, tensed and charged for three seconds, and then hit his fists to the sides.

There was nothing earth-shattering, because it wasn't an attack.

"Ice Fight. Ice control. ”

I saw that where Mu Wen's two fists hit, the air fluctuated slightly, and the water vapor from all directions quickly converged in this direction, and soon hail surrounded both sides of his body.

The hail was not big, but the extreme cold of zero caused the nearby flowers and plants to freeze.

Mu Wen has the White Frost Sword to protect himself, but he is not affected. This move is the most basic move of the Ice Fight, and it is similar to the discharge of the Lightning Fight.

Click.

Mu Wen crushed a piece of hail with his palm, kneaded it into powder, and threw it outward, and all the flowers, vines and trees in his pass froze into ice.

Crystalline, clear, and even insects on the flowers.

Although at the beginning of February, there was still a snowy scene between the heavens and the earth, but there was no clump of ice like here. Mu Wen couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if he were a person who fell for this trick. I can't help but sigh that the Nine Ghost Sword Spirits are all anti-heavenly existences.

Mu Wen, the medium skill of the White Frost Sword, looked at it more than ten times, and found that there were not so many attack moves, but more control moves of ice prisons, ice walls, and ice coercion. And the only few attack moves are ridiculously strong, and they are definitely not something that Mu Wen can cultivate at this time.

"Boy, practice a bullshit ice fight, and make the ice and snow flutter like a girl. There was an unpleasant roar of thunder and sword in his mind: "Uncle's thunder defense is so strong, you actually don't practice!"

Mu Wen smiled embarrassedly: "It can't all be attack tricks, it's too monotonous." Only by controlling and attacking can you show unimaginable combat ability. ”

Speaking of this, Mu Wen asked curiously: "Actually, I wanted to ask Lei Mingjian a while ago, you don't seem to be able to speak so fluently before." It's all intermittent content, and I have to ponder it every time to understand it. ”

"Nonsense. ”

The sound of thunder exploded in his head, and the thundering sword was angry: "Throw you to a place where no one is there for thousands of years, and see if you can still speak." ”

"I see, now that you're in contact with humans, your ability to speak is slowly recovering. Mu Wen was stunned.

Thundering Sword snorted heavily.

Soon, Mu Wen sensed another question: "However, although the White Frost Sword has not been far away from humans, hasn't it also been sleeping for thousands of years?

"That's because it's so stupid. Intelligence and I am not to the same extent. The voice that sounded was the White Frost Sword, and it continued: "Look at Lei Ming's behavior and the breath of straw bales that can't be concealed, can he be a smart guy?"

One word completely angered Lei Mingjian, and soon, Mu Wen's brain was dizzy.

Even if the White Frost Sword ignores it, the Thundering Sword can still scream and scold for most of the day without resting.

In the end, under Mu Wen's frightened stopping, the thundering sword was uncomfortable and silent. The White Frost Sword had long since fallen asleep, and it had gone, telling them not to wake them up if there was nothing to do.

Obviously, Muwen really didn't want them to wake up and quarrel.

Looking back at the vast sky, eagles and birds were flying, and there were some scattered snow droplets slowly falling, itching and cool on their noses.

There are still a lot of media skills waiting for Mu Wen to learn, and there are still a few tricks under the third thunder power that Mu Wen has not learned, and there are many, many places that need to be cultivated.

Mu Wen took a deep breath and chose to leave this unknown uninhabited mountain forest.

disappeared for so long, I don't know how Wang Qidan and Xia Nan Xia Lin are doing, all the way away from the Snow Mountain, and came to the outside of Cooking Smoke Town from the trail.

"Sell white-peeled oranges, oranges that have just grown in winter. ”

"Sesame cakes, hot and baked sesame cakes. ”

"Young people, buy some oranges, Bao Sweet. ”

"Seven copper coins for sesame cakes, buy one. ”

As soon as he entered the street, there were two shouting hawkers who cast their eyes on the side, but they couldn't stop Mu Wen, but they were startled by those cold eyes.

What kind of eyes are these, there is no anger, only the killing intent of the dead.

Mu Wen pulled his cloak, covering his face completely, and quietly approached the mansion, finding that it was very deserted.

"What's going on?" Mu Wen frowned, sensing a very strange phenomenon.

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