Yan Fei now understands that in the Ancient City of Xuantian, the power of the ruling should be one order, one order is set up with five capitals, and one capital is usually twenty-five people. If the capital master and the capital guards are included, the total number of thirty people will be considered.

There are about one hundred and fifty people.

Compared with the thousands of immortals and gods in the ancient city of Xuantian, this number is really a drop in the bucket, but I'm afraid it can't be compared like this.

The ruling is hidden in the dark. These more than a hundred people are like a sharp knife, hitting wherever they point, and their lethality and destructive power are quite terrible.

Once you really discover something particularly precious in the ancient battlefield, it is hard to say who will eventually fall into the house.

As for these immortals and gods in the ancient city of Xuantian.

Yan Fei thought, yes, these major forces are very strong, with a large number of people and strong enough, but it is almost the same to say that they are mobs.

If it is just a force, it will be better, but its cohesion and appeal will be stronger.

But now, the major forces are ready to unite and join forces to enter the ancient battlefield. Thinking of this, Yan Fei's mind can already see the scene at that time.

Piaomiao Pavilion, Shendu Mansion, and Jiuding Gate are in the Xuantian Ancient City. Who will make up for it? If you just encounter some ordinary treasures, it's okay, but if you really foresee a very precious treasure, you may be beaten to death. If this happens, the secret ruling can be very easy.

succeed.

After all, these are nothing to Yan Fei. He also wanted to enter the ancient battlefield to take a look. Yan Fei's memory has no records in this so-called ancient battlefield. There are two possibilities. One is that although the ancient battlefield was long, it was in the sky, so it was originally

Chu Jiange of the Emperor of Gods has never been paid attention to.

The second type is that this so-called ancient battlefield originated after the fall of Chu Jiange.

After all, Chu Jiange's death has not been short.

If this place was created during this period, of course it can also be called the ancient battlefield.

...

At present, the Shaoyang Capital Master had already explained this matter, and everyone left the hut one after another.

The other masters seemed to be talking about something secretly, while Yan Fei was not interested in staying more. He could feel that the things these guys were secretly studying should be related to him, maybe they were studying him.

He and the other two left quickly with the thorns.

When he arrived at a secret place, he called the three men of the thorns closer.

"You have heard what the Lord said today?" Yan Fei asked with a serious expression.

The three of the thorns nodded one after another.

"Master Guard, all three of us decided to follow you. At that time, it will be up to your orders." Mangta looked sincere, Yan Fei could see that this guy was telling the truth.

"I said that when there are outsiders, you can call me the Lord of Guards. When there are no others, everyone is brother. To be honest, I don't like the title of the Lord of Guards."

The other two looked at each other, and after a few breaths, they said, "This... OK, Brother Yan is the Abyss of the Qianlong. I believe that it will not be the guard leader again in the short time." After that, the other two looked at Hua Ling and Fang Yin.

The two of them understood and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, with the skills and strength of the guard, we will never be able to get promoted soon. But then, don't forget us."

Yan Fei said angrily: "You don't think about these things in your mind. From today on, what you should think about is how to improve your strength at full speed, how to make yourself safer, and make yourself able to survive."

After Yan Fei said this, the three of them felt a little unrecognizable. In fact, the reason why Yan Fei could say such words proved that he had regarded these three people as his own. If he wanted to gain a foothold in the Divine Realm, he had to have his own power. The three of them in the Thorns began to cultivate them.

The beginning of one's own power.

Yan Fei didn't need them to understand either.

He slowly walked to the point of the thorn, and his soul had already covered the thorn. The thorn could feel it. Yan Fei was exploring his situation. Although he was a little suspicious, he did not resist. After a few breaths, Yan Fei nodded and said, "Well, your foundation is very good. Moreover, as a divine cultivator, the martial arts you practice are mainly based on speed and sharpness. I have a set of internal cultivation techniques and a martial arts, if you need one,

, can be taught to you."

In Yan Fei's memory, what he lacks the most are martial arts and martial arts.

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Everyone's body is completely different, so Yan Fei had to observe the situation of the thorn just now.

Sometimes, if a practitioner forcibly practicing a high-level martial art that is not suitable for him, not only will he not get any benefits, but he will hurt himself, or even go astray and lose his life. This is very likely.

The thorn was slightly stunned.

In fact, although the thorn was a little surprised at this moment, he didn't feel very excited.

Because he knew that in the divine realm, his martial arts and martial arts were precious, and he also knew that Yan Fei was not weak, but his strength did not mean that he could have anything good.

He himself thinks that the internal cultivation techniques and martial arts that the Mangtao is now practicing are already quite good.

Therefore, he did not think Yan Fei could provide him with any stronger martial arts and martial arts.

Yan Fei took the initiative to propose that it was difficult for the Mangta to refuse.

"This...then I will thank Master Guard, oh no, thank you Brother Yan." Mangta hesitated for a moment, and Yan Fei knew that this guy had no hope for him at all.

At the same time, Fang Yin and Hua Ling looked at each other not far away. Yan Fei found that their expressions and eyes were not so excited and excited, and everything was normal.

The inheritance is very simple. Just need the Thorn to open the sea of ​​consciousness to Yan Fei, and Yan Fei can use his soul to directly imprint the techniques of martial arts and martial arts in the Thorn’s sea of ​​consciousness.

Facing Yan Fei, the thorns had already opened up their sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, Yan Fei began to pass on an internal cultivation technique called Xuanyang Divine Art and a martial art called Breaking Wind Sting to the Mang Sting.
Chapter completed!