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Chapter 230: Martial Arts Artistic Conception


"Shake, I have a reason, I'll tell you later.

"Okay, don't worry, Abai, I won't tell the young master."

A Bai was the one who gave her rebirth, and he was also the first person in the world that Yun Rao Ling believed in.

Since A Bai was unwilling, Yun Rao Ling would not embarrass it.

Turning his gaze on Feng Mingye, he saw that his cultivation level had not changed, and he was still at the acquired fourth level.

Yun Yaoling was a little confused, "Sir, what kind of martial arts did you use to kill the two of them easily?"

She still remembered that the two people died without the young master almost taking any action.

When Feng Ming asked Yun Yangling about it at night, he didn't hide it, "It's the Blade of Consciousness.

With the help of Ah Yao's World Pill, I entered a martial arts realm rarely seen by ordinary people in an instant, and realized a move called the Blade of Consciousness." " At that time, the aura of the spiritual sea in his body was chaotic, and he fell into chaos for a while.

If Ah Yao hadn't given him the World Pill in time, I'm afraid he would have been in chaos forever.

Later, after calming down the spiritual sea energy in his body and dissolving the effects of the World Pill, he actually realized the artistic conception of martial arts that warriors dream of.

Martial arts are infinite, and artistic conception is supreme.

No matter how many martial arts skills you have, they can't match the artistic conception's move.

Just like before, the blade of consciousness he sensed was just a tiny bit of residual consciousness, but it was enough to kill the person in the dream.

"Martial Arts Concept" A trace of doubt flashed in Yun Yaoling's eyes, it sounded like it was very powerful.

"Shake, shake, Xianxian is so powerful.

He can understand the artistic conception of martial arts.

He can also understand one of the moves.

He is worthy of being the owner of the Chaos Blood Body."

Yun Yaoling didn't know, but Abai was different.

Even the Chaos Blood Body might not be able to understand the artistic conception of martial arts.

In its inherited memory, there were very few people who could understand the artistic conception of martial arts.

"Yes, Ah Yao must not understand.

This artistic conception is what all warriors dream of."

Feng Mingye looked at Yun Yaoling's dazed look, his heart softened, and he explained.

"Well, I knew that Young Master was the most powerful."

Yun Yaoling nodded, thinking of what he had experienced during this period, he simply told Feng Mingye.

"Does Liu Ling know how to break through this Stone Dream Mirror?

Bei Wucen and the others don't know where they are."

After listening to Yun Yaoling's story, Feng Mingye felt incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

It seems that during his absence, his Ah Yao also encountered a lot of things, especially when I heard Ah Yao say that she was once buried in the yellow sand and fell into a state of life and death, and was rescued by Bei Wucen, the crown prince of Bei Sha.

His heart tightened, and he became more determined to wake up as soon as possible.

Moreover, Ah Yao is kind-hearted and always repays kindness.

He owes Bei Wucen the kindness of saving his life, and Ah Yao will definitely repay him with his temperament.

Therefore, he will not let Ah Yao owe Bei Wucen his life-saving grace, and he can repay Bei Wucen's life-saving grace by breaking through the Shimengqi Mirror.

"There are countless dreamkeepers in the Stone Dream Mirror.

As long as the real dreamkeeper is killed, the mirror will automatically break and the dream will disappear."

Feng Mingye explained.

"Dream Keepers, are these women who look exactly the same, but their methods are extremely powerful, and they can also seal other people's spiritual seas."

Yun Yaoling looked worried.

"Ah Yao, don't worry.

I didn't come here because of a strange dream, and I'm not afraid of being trapped by evil ways."

Feng Mingye looked at Yun Yaoling with gentle eyes, and his eyes fell on the obvious red marks on her neck.

There was a flash of murderous intent.

Strongly pampering the devil's concubine: Evil Lord, too fierce

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