The golden spear in Feng Zhengyi's hand bloomed, as if it was showing off its different lengths of spears at all times. It seemed that it had heard his boast and was shaking slightly, as if in response to him.

Seeing that he had inherited such a spiritual weapon, Feng Zhengyi even smiled, and his whole body was so happy that he almost passed away.

Being in the martial arts world, for a martial arts person, isn't the most important thing a person's status, a magical weapon, a magical book, a BMW, and a beautiful woman?

Feng Zhengyi is behind the Holy Son of Shura and is in charge of the Shen Sect Demon Sect. Although there are countless young men in this sect, it is undeniable that he who is in charge of the authority of this sect has long been on an equal footing with those in the Holy Land. Even similar to that in the north.

Holy places such as the Great Asura Demon Sect, which are close to half-impaired, may not be able to compare with him in some cases.

And by poaching others' corners desperately, he naturally has no shortage of magical treasures, and there are many confidantes who can accompany him. They learn foreign languages ​​​​at night and play national wind instruments.

Constantly make suggestions for him, battle wits and courage with the Holy Son of Shura, and vent the hatred in his heart!

Under such circumstances, the only ones that can check and balance his power are the magic weapons and real weapons in the world.

It's a pity that the top 100 weapons on the Jianghu weapons list are all real weapons that can be encountered but cannot be found in the world.

It is either placed in the temples and worshiped by generations of disciples day and night as a spiritual pillar. It is also hidden in the desert of life, in the uninhabited land of the wilderness and deep forests, and has never seen the light of day.

Even if spiritual beings strive to appear in the hands of those unorganized people, it is still a symbol of some strong men at the level of the Holy Embryo.

Although Feng Zhengyi admits that he has been practicing since he was a child, he is now more than 20 years old. He breathes and practices Qi and practices diligently. He even got the great opportunity to awaken his natural dragon vein and become a future martial arts master.

For the benefit of the world's martial arts order...

But people in the martial arts world are very realistic. If you don't have real power and want to monopolize the magic weapon, you will probably be used as a "private possession of martial arts restricted-level controlled knives". How can you do it?

Want you to spread your reputation?

In other words, those who are able to leave their names in the world and tell people in the world openly and honestly that they possess these magical weapons are either their ancestors' great deeds, or they are truly capable.

Facing those great masters and even those at the Holy Embryo level, Feng Zhengyi really didn't dare to reach out.

But now I am fine, I am sitting at home, and blessings come from heaven. There is nothing to do here, and there is no need to pay any price. At the beginning, I gave myself a copy of the "Imperial Pardon for the Supervisory Sailors on the Hundred-mile Section of the Tianhe River in Nine Heavens"

The inheritance of "The Mental Technique of Patrolling the Navy". Not only that, he also got a Ten Thousand Forged Divine Weapon.

A hundred forgings are just sharp weapons, but ten thousand forgings are magic weapons!

In addition to the fact that such a magical weapon in the world has no demonic flesh and blood as its foundation, no warriors in the realm of the Holy Embryo in the world have engraved their own principles on it, and has no appearance and appearance unique to real weapons, it can even be regarded as a magical weapon.

A real embryo to describe!

It's a pity that there are few warriors at the level of holy fetuses in the world, but there are even fewer magic craftsmen and blacksmiths at the level of immortal craftsmen. And even the magic craftsmen with such skills can only forge knives, swords, daggers, etc.

Small weapons such as daggers and daggers.

Large weapons such as a three-foot-long spear, a eight-foot-long spear, a heavy sword with a phoenix mouth, a drum-beating purple gold hammer, a white-bone mace, a gold-touching Luoyang shovel, etc., would not even open the furnace to forge them to death.

It’s really too low-priced by those skilled craftsmen, isn’t it?

Feng Zhengyi felt that with his "Black Water True Technique" and the "Water Army Mental Technique" he had just inherited, he might be able to use this divine spear to break the void, or even cultivate it into a "real weapon"

Maybe!

"Hahahaha... Great good fortune, great good fortune. It's exactly what the man in black robe said with a voice like two scraps of wood rubbing against each other. It's such a great good fortune that we can come here and live here.

Hahahahaha... Your Highness the Holy Son, the majestic Taixuan Ancestor did not choose you, but chose me to inherit this opportunity. This can already explain a lot of things.

If I do something to you in the future, take away your inheritance, or occupy your position, don't blame me. If you do, blame this Zhenwu God for not giving you a chance!" As if he thought of some wonderful idea, Feng Zhengyi

Holding the navy war spear in his hand, he just wished he could look up to the sky and laugh dozens of times.

No one knows better than him the terrifying pressure of being behind a peerless strongman.

As long as he stands in front of her, all the brilliance and all eyes will be unconsciously attracted to him.

No matter how much I jump up and down, in the end, in the eyes of some people, I am just a clown trying to make people laugh, and no attention will be paid to myself.

If it weren't for this Holy Son of Shura, who had a character problem and didn't know the beauty of showing mercy and giving people some leeway. Otherwise, how could he be supported and secretly poaching people behind his back, preparing to come to power?

Originally, he was wary of His Highness the Holy Son of Shura, fearing that he would know his hidden thoughts, and then directly clarify Yuyu's thoughts, and be corrected.

But things are different now. Not only the "Tai Xuan Ancestor" whom the Holy Son believed in abandoned him, but even the Zhenwu God favored him. What could the Holy Son use to compete with him?

He had a great advantage in secretly competing with the Holy Son of Shura, and even the Holy Son himself was helping him intentionally or unintentionally to continuously improve his strength.

Now with the addition of such a divine plug-in, Feng Zhengyi suddenly realized that he seemed to have set his goal too small.

How could He De, a mere holy son of Shura, become his lifelong enemy?

My eyes should be looking at the whole world, even the countless worlds outside the entire martial arts world!

After all, my advantages are so great!

"As long as I can go back...in that case..."

At this point, Feng Zhengyi couldn't help feeling happy. Suddenly, even the wild giant next to him who didn't even have his own title, Feng Zhengyi felt too pleasing to the eye.

People should always be tolerant, right? That savage is already in such a miserable condition, so don't rub salt on him.

But at least this guy knows that this is the residence of the Zhenwu God, and he is not allowed to act recklessly down there, so he hasn't exposed his ugly face yet.

It's a pity that he didn't see it. At the moment when this series of arrogant thoughts rolled through his mind, the Zhenwu God and the black-robed official in the temple seemed to be slightly moved. For a moment, the two gazes towards him were really meaningful.

It’s very deep and long.

"Cough cough cough..." Suddenly, another slight cough from the local official interrupted Feng Zhengyi's countless reveries. In his somewhat unhappy eyes, he saw the local official casually taking off his black robe.

He took out a lot of things and placed them in front of them, "Everyone...it's still the old rule, the one with the highest price gets it."
Chapter completed!