"arrive!"
At this ti, Mu Yun exhaled on the ninth and ninety-ninth floor.
It's really not easy to get to this level.
In the past few days, he almost reached the limit every ti.
It's just that the strength of Wan'ere's body is also vividly manifested.
If it hadn't been for Wan'ere body to follow him to the first layer of the Fengtian realm, it could condense the fourth thunder pattern, making his endurance stronger, and he would have fallen.
At this ti, Mu Yun was standing on the ninth and ninety-ninth floor with a calm expression.
In his body, the muscles seed to be trembling, making Mu Yun not as calm as on the surface.
At this mont, a ray of light rushed into Mu Yun's mind again, scattered in the sea of soul.
"Hercules Fingering!"
Mu Yun condensed slightly at this ti.
Hercules fingering?
This na... is too ugly.
At this mont, Mu Yun only felt that in the soul sea, a burly figure stood proudly, his palm gently protruding, and then his fingers slightly at this mont.
The fingertips seed to condense an incomparably surging aura, and a finger suddenly condensed at this mont, just like a real finger, and it was directly covered at this mont.
Rumbling...
In an instant, Mu Yun only felt that his soul sea seed to burst at this mont.
That terrifying aura made Mu Yun's body tremble slightly.
In the next mont, everything resud as before, but Mu Yun's heart was full of lingering fears.
This **** technique has only one move, but it is the most overbearing one!
Mu Yun was stunned, gently stuck out his palm, and pointed out.
Hercules fingering!
With the power of boundary power and the power of dominating the Tao, gather one finger and gather the power of the whole body in one finger.
At this mont, Zhifeng seed to be under the pressure of destroying the heavens and the earth, and Mu Yun even felt that his fingers were about to burst. The pain made Mu Yun unable to bear.
He had to release this finger at this mont.
Suddenly, a thousand-zhang fingers burst out in the air, rushing straight into the sky, and bursting open.
He is far from being able to do the sa as Shan Mao, condensing this technique into a real finger.
That is when the power is squeezed to the extre, and when it is transmitted, the explosive power is also to the extre.
This made Mu Yun's expression horrified.
Very strong and domineering fingering!
If he can condense this technique to the extre, turn it into a real finger size, and burst out, then the power will be extrely terrifying.
The Ninth Stage Mountain Sealing Heaven Secret Art requires endless amplification of power, and it will be infinitely powerful if amplified to the extre.
The Hercules **** technique, however, requires the ultimate compression of power.
Compressed to the extre, it is also an endless and complete explosion.
Between the two, the opposite is true.
But no matter what, it is the most real explosion of power.
Martial arts are powerful in one way, nothing more than that, the control of power and the improvent of oneself.
The combination of the two is the real powerhouse.
At this mont, Mu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and took the last step directly.
His figure appeared on the Tianshan Platform.
The highest place of the stone palace around here, a platform, hundreds of ters square, empty.
Mu Yun looked around, there was nothing.
However, when he stood here, he felt that the world seed to have changed at this ti.
There seems to be an endless breadth, endless squally wind and waves rushing towards the face.
In the next mont, Mu Yun only felt that he was on the top of a high mountain. Looking at it, it was not the land of thousands of miles, but the endless ti and space, the chaotic space, and the world, without knowing how many.
At this mont, a figure stood in front of him.
His body is as strong as a cow, burly, wearing a tight shirt, highlighting the horror of muscles, the whole person is like a hill, it seems that if you move, you can crush yourself.
Mu Yun looked at that figure, and that figure also looked at Mu Yun.
The two looked at each other with their eyes facing each other.
"Who are you?"
The man looked like he was in his early twenties, a little younger than Mu Yun looked, and he felt like a stupid young man.
"who are you?"
Mu Yun asked directly: "Where is this place?"
"here?"
The young man smiled and said, "This is my martial arts field."
"Your field?"
The young man laughed and said, "I am Shan Mao, the eleventh disciple of Emperor Cang. You got my own Hercules **** technique, but you don't know who I am?"
Mu Yun looked at the young man and did not speak.
"Hercules **** technique emphasizes the ultimate compression of strength. If you can compress to the extre, you can kill a confined world with one finger, and whichever is not pleasing to the eye, you will kill it!"
The young man laughed and said, "My master once praised that my world art is powerful and unlimited, and it depends on where the limit of the physical body is!"
Mu Yun trembled and smiled.
All martial arts, at the beginning of their creation, were flawed and had potential, and the different applications of boundary power made the martial arts ranks high and low.
Martial arts without limits?
Mu Yun hadn't seen it.
"You do not believe?"
"No."
The young man humd, "If I'm still alive, I will surely let you know."
"You are dead too!" Mu Yun sighed.
"What makes dead too?"
Mu Yun imdiately said: "Oh, before that, I saw Li Hun. He told that there are eleven brothers and sisters of your brothers and sisters. He said that he is dead. None of them died, I didn't expect you all to die..."
ntioning this, Shan Mao's expression was sowhat dim, and he said: "I am drunk with all my heart, and the mighty power to protect the master's safety, I deserve it if I die!"
"Senior Brother Lihun... you deserve it if you die."
"..."
Shan Mao imdiately said: "Boy, the Mountain Fengtian Secret Art is a nine-rank realm art specially created by the Master for . If you practice properly, you will reach the Great Perfection, condense the Baizhang Boundary Peak, and kill the five layers of the Fengtian realm. It’s not a problem, so study hard."
"As for the Hercules **** technique, this technique has unlimited potential, and you cherish it!"
"Okay, get out!"
Hearing this, Mu Yun was taken aback, and then said: "Is this over?"
"What else do you want?"
Shan Mao looked at Mu Yun and curiously said: "You have withstood my test, and you look slick, but you have a few brushes. Given these two techniques to you, it's not ashad of my reputation."
But Mu Yun smiled and said, "You don't have any good treasures in the secret realm of Tianshan Palace? For example, nine-grade realm implents, realm pills or sothing?"
"I'm not good at refining alchemy, how can I have it?"
"Lihun is the great alchemist. Didn't you profit from him?"
Mu Yun shook his head.
"That's you stupid." Shan Mao said unceremoniously: "Improving master...I am the Ninth Senior Brother. If you can find the Yuanshen Palace, you may be able to dig out a lot of Nine-Rank Realm Tools. "
"Brother Nine?"
"Senior Brother Qin Yuanzi!" Shan Mao imdiately said, "I don't like to use realm weapons, so I don't have one. You can go to Yuanshen Palace, but the chaos that year made the entire Cang Emperor Palace a ss, thirteen. The palace is ssed up everywhere, there may not be any..."
Speaking of this, Shan Mao's expression was a bit gloomy.
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