Chapter 47: The Imperial Capital of Flying Dragon City (2)

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Wu Potian's heart power was thinking about his sweetheart, very sad, thinking of the depths, another heart power automatically withdrew from the body, sitting in the room, his eyes looked up at the night sky from the window, the stars in the sky flashed with a silver glow, and the bright stars were like naughty children, blinking their smart eyes.

Suddenly remembered that more than half a year ago, on the night of the fight against Wang Pengcheng, he attracted the power of the moon and the power of the stars to refine the physical body, and thought:

"Now, I have nothing to do, why don't I try to attract the power of the stars to temper my physical body? Martial cultivators are not better than cultivators, talisman cultivators, witch cultivators, etc., the more powerful the physical body, the more powerful the true yuan force can withstand, and the ability to resist blows is also stronger, if I have a body as strong as steel, why should I be afraid of the blows of the little martial king. If one day. I repaired to ignore enemy attacks. How can you strike at the enemy with all your might, and attack the enemy's weakest point?"

With this thought in mind, he tried to run the Ruyi Divine Technique in his body, and the power of his mind communicated the heavens and the earth outside his body, and gradually, a hazy silver glow began to emerge around his body, and the bright starlight slowly shone into his room through the window. Surrounding him, shimmering with a smart and mischievous light, and softly exploding.

Gradually, this starlight became stronger and stronger, and in less than a pillar of incense, his person was wrapped in a thick layer of silver light.

Ordinary cultivation techniques and body refining techniques cannot attract the power of the stars, but the Ruyi Divine Technique is modified by Master Xuanyangzi according to the ancient powerful exercises, and has many incredible functions. About a year ago, Wu Potian was unintentional. Attracted the power of Yuehua to refine the body, but when he was refining energetically, he encountered Wang Pengcheng's halfway killing, and was ruthlessly interrupted by him, from then until now, he almost forgot that his exercises still have such a function.

Just now, he had a feeling by chance, and because he missed Qingshuang, he suddenly thought about it.

After two hours of physical body refining, he felt that the effect was outstanding, and the strength of the physical body seemed to have increased by one point, and in the future, in addition to refining the physical body with Ruyi True Yuan, purple energy, and Water Spirit Crystal True Yuan, he would also add the power of the stars to temper, which would make his physical body stronger.

The sky finally dawned......

When the first rays of sunlight in the east tore through the shroud of darkness and revealed its first line of golden light, Wu Potian bounced up from the ground, put away the Bodhi Divine Heart Futon with a wave of his hand, and began to move his muscles and bones on the playground of the hotel.

Although his current skills are much higher than before, he still attaches great importance to boxing and practice, and he believes that a person who practices martial arts must always maintain physical flexibility, and he cannot relax for a day!

The sensitivity of the body is a crucial part, and when fighting the enemy, it is the best way to test the hardness of a person who practices martial arts.

He wants to be the strongest, and he wants to be the strongest of the entire continent!

He wants to change the stinky problem of the boss in this martial arts world, and he wants to tell those stinky women in the Ice Palace that the masters also have to be reasonable, not as unreasonable, bullying, and self-righteous as they are!

It is precisely because of this that he has been given unlimited motivation to practice martial arts, he wants to become stronger, to become stronger than all others, the Martial King is only his first goal, and the first goal to surpass, he wants to go further, at least to stand at the peak of this continent!

Now that I've already set a goal, why should I slack off?

Refining the body, refining the body, and constantly cultivating, only diligence is king, genius? has always been fucking bullshit, without diligence, will genius fall from the sky?

He was regarded as a demon-level genius, he never believed in geniuses, he only believed in continuous hard practice, because he knew that he had the ability he had now, and he had never had a trace of luck, and the hardships he had suffered in the past two years were more than ten times that of ordinary martial arts cultivation.

It is diligence and hard work that have brought him what he has achieved today.

I'm about to set off, Flying Dragon City, I'm here, the Emperor, I'm coming to break the sky, I will be a bright new star in your eyes, and in the near future, I will definitely shine on the entire continent and the world!

Wu Potian, who was practicing his body, was pulled over by Tang Lao with a smile, and after eating breakfast, he rinsed it as fast as he could, and then went on the road with more than a hundred masters.

The imperial capital - Flying Dragon City, I am here!

Flying Dragon City, is the imperial capital of the Longao Empire, has a history of 1,300 years here, its name, is because there is a mountain range outside the city, the pole is like a flying dragon, so it is named, 1,300 years ago, there is a master of Wangqi, the point of yin and yang hands, a little gold finger, the capital of the Longao Empire is rooted here.

For 1,300 years, although the Longao Empire has been weathered by wind and rain, it has firmly stood in the world of the Flying Feather Continent, which is as strong as a forest, and I have to say that the golden finger of the yin and yang hand does have a hand, and it does have an unburied contribution to the prosperity of the empire.

In the afternoon, the masters of the Longao Empire finally came to this metropolis with a permanent population of 80 million.

From a distance, not to mention the prosperity of the city, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, there are many dignitaries and nobles, as many wealthy businessmen as ants, and a large amount of capital is injected here. The endless stream of people, the flow of people, the dazzling, colorful goods, the skyscrapers that stand in the sky, the elegant and quiet elegant residences, and the countless houses.

But Wu Potian didn't pay attention to this, at this time, his eyes were shining with purple light, what was he doing, was he looking at qi?

At a young age, would he know such a profound thing?

His eyes were shining with purple light, and as soon as he entered the Flying Dragon City within a hundred miles, a huge dragon qi soaked into his body, making the true yuan in his body restless, and the sound of dragon roaring and tiger roaring in his body was still roaring softly under his extreme suppression.

Feeling strange, he had no choice but to flash purple light with a pair of eyes that saw through all the vanity, he wanted to see what was strange about this Flying Dragon City?!

Wu Potian, who has a strong soul power, the purple soul spear in the center of his eyebrows turned gently, the purple light in his eyes flashed, and when he looked at it, the purpose was not the endless flow of people, not the high-rise buildings that stood in the clouds, but the colorful lines in his eyes, dragons, tigers, vermilion birds, unicorns, lions, elephants and other beasts sang and roared in a low voice......

As the Flying Python got closer and closer to the imperial capital, Wu Potian clearly felt that a growing momentum enveloped the entire capital, and this momentum soared into the sky, shocking the earth.

Perhaps, it was the soul power that he had just injected that woke up this sleeping dragon, its momentum became more and more vigorous, and there seemed to be a dragon in his ears that had just woken up, roaring, invading his brain, entering his divine consciousness, this kind of momentum was noble and majestic, with the momentum of looking down on everything in the world, like the waves of the sea, wave by wave impacting Wu Potian's soul.

Dragon, noble and majestic, its coercion is inviolable, it cannot be provoked, perhaps, just now Wu Potian used his soul power to look at qi, which was regarded as a provocation of extreme ignorance.

was overwhelmed by the heavy and majestic coercion, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's just a little dragon, it ignores me like this!"

He slowly withdrew the power of his soul and returned to his divine consciousness, only to find that there was a trace of extremely dignified and powerful qi, which was brought into his sea of consciousness, and as soon as he entered it, that breath turned into a golden dragon appearance, and he roared loudly in the sky:

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

"Grandma's legs are dripping, you are still fighting with me, hum, looking for death!" Wu Potian secretly snorted coldly, and a wisp of dark blue water spirit crystal aura rushed straight to his brain, and immediately enveloped the golden dragon that was transformed, and it was devoured in less than ten breaths, turning into a huge soul power, and making Wu Potian's soul tonic.

The residence of the Son of Heaven, the imperial capital of the Longao Empire, is really not ordinary, don't look at anything else, just look at the exuberance of this dragon spirit, the national fortune of the Longao Empire will prosper for several generations, those empires that are not long-eyed, why do they repeatedly offend my Longao Empire, don't they want to be angry?

Or are they coveting this dragon aura and want to use it for them?

Wu Potian, who was in deep thought, was silent, but was woken up by the excited snow-haired old man on the side: "Wu boy, in front is Flying Dragon City, the imperial capital of my Longao Empire, what do you think, is the scale large?"

"Hehe, old man Xue, of course the imperial capital is not ordinary, not only the city is not ordinary, the people here are also extraordinary, can they take root in the capital and live a sound and colorful life, how can they be mortals?"

Could it be that this breath is specifically aimed at me? Isn't it? Am I so special, when did it start, how could I not know it?! (To be continued......