Chapter 1608: Daying

The huge silver-white dragon spirit with flames and verdant light on it suddenly appeared behind Chen Feng's body.

His figure is almost the size of a mountain, a full several kilometers, in the sunlight, flashing incomparable brilliance.

Chen Feng raised his arms high, and then yelled: "Wuhun possessed!"

The silver-white three-color real dragon spirit, upon hearing this, raised up a domineering roar, and then rushed towards Chen Feng fiercely.

But he didn't knock over Chen Feng, but rushed directly into Chen Feng's body.

So in the next moment, Chen Feng's aura increased crazily, and he was directly promoted from the mid-eighth stage of the Martial Sovereign Realm to the mid-level of the one-star Martial King!

Chen Feng opened his eyes, clenched his fists, raised his arms high, he took a long breath, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Full of power, I can feel it, my body is full of power!"

As if the whole person is extremely powerful, as if omnipotent.

"No, this is not an illusion, it is true! I am now a one-star Wuwang powerhouse, the strength of the one-star Wuwang mid-term!"

Chen Feng has now reached the mid-stage strength of a one-star martial king!

Wuhun possessed.

This is Chen Feng's martial spirit ability. This is the ability of Chen Feng's martial spirit to appear after Chen Feng's martial spirit becomes a true three-color true dragon martial spirit, and after the inner alchemy becomes a true three-color inner alchemy.

An extremely powerful ability.

After being possessed by Wuhun, Chen Feng's strength was able to jump three big steps in succession, from the mid-eighth stage of the martial king realm, across the ninth level of the martial king realm, and half a step over the middle of the martial king realm, to the middle stage of the one-star martial king!

At this time, Chen Feng, even if he didn't use the Dragon Slaying Knife, he was able to kill the Golden Winged Thunder Eagle King he killed yesterday.

Chen Feng felt the powerful strength of the middle stage of the One-Star Martial King. Every punch and foot lift were extremely powerful and powerful.

Chen Feng even felt that even a mountain could be broken with one punch!

After a cup of tea, Chen Feng felt the power in his body disappear instantly.

The three-color true dragon spirit appeared behind him again, but the current three-color true dragon soul had a much dimmer light compared to the previous one, and the whole body was almost faint, obviously a great loss!

After brushing it, Wuhun disappeared directly and returned to Chen Feng's inner alchemy.

Chen Feng said to himself: "The spirit possesses the body and can last for the time of a cup of tea."

"One cup of tea, three sticks of incense, five hundred breaths. And every time after the spirit possesses, you have to go back to the inner alchemy for about half a month before you can recover."

He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This price is really big enough!"

Chen Feng suddenly felt aroused in his heart, and a vague idea came out.

But this aura flashed in his mind so that Chen Feng didn’t even catch it. He stood still thinking hard, and after a while, he slapped his hands and shouted: “I thought about it, I thought about it. Up!"

"What if the two are superimposed?" Chen Feng was taken aback by his thoughts.

Using the power of Little King Kong, his strength can be increased tenfold, and his martial soul possesses his body, his strength can also be guaranteed ten times.

What if he used the power of Little King Kong after his martial soul possessed his body?

So, how much will his strength surge?

Will it explode a hundredfold? Chen Feng felt blood boiling after thinking about it, and his body couldn't help but shudder, his nose became heavy.

But Chen Feng didn't dare to try, because he didn't know what the consequences would be after he tried.

Chen Feng knew that the price would be extremely heavy!

After comprehending this level, Chen Feng didn't stay here much. He quickly left the Tulong Mountain Range and hurried towards Qingyue City.

Qingyue City, in the eastern frontier of Daqin, was not far away from Chen Feng's Battle Dragon City.

The daughter of King Qingjun and his 100,000 army are stationed outside Qingyue City!

Chen Feng Xingye rushed, and soon, a few days later, he had already arrived at the outskirts of Qingyue City, where there was a huge military camp where the hundred thousand troops were stationed.

After Chen Feng came outside the camp, he frowned and muttered to himself: "Why is there such a strong blood in this camp, it seems that there are many people dead inside."

Chen Feng looked over the camp, only to see blood rushing into the sky, and countless souls haunting it.

Chen Feng trembled in his heart, did not act rashly, but quietly touched the camp.

At this time, in the center of the camp, above the square, a 100-meter high platform was built.

On the high platform, a pergola was erected. In the pergola, a middle-aged man in blood-colored armor was sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs tilted, his face was full of complacency!

At this time, from his perspective, he could overlook all the barracks in this large camp.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "You die-hard loyalists of Qing Wudi, you really respect him to the extreme, and your loyalty to the extreme!"

"With a warrant from him, I can kill you all, and you are like a group of pigs and sheep that are slaughtered, and you have the strength but dare not resist, hahahaha..."

He was extremely proud, and beside him, a gentleman who seemed to be a gentleman, stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Master Xue, your plan is really wonderful. "

"None of them were too strong, and they didn't use too much power. Just with a blood-clothed guard and a handwritten script, the army of King Qingjun could be eradicated."

"After returning to Wuyang City, Your Majesty will surely give you various rewards."

This Master Xue was even more proud of his compliment and let out a burst of laughter.

Suddenly, he smiled yin-yin, pointed to the distance and said: "Okay, it's business again."

A group of people came in the distance, more than a dozen people wearing generals' armors were escorted.

Behind them, it was a group of people in blood that escorted them.

The strange thing is that the strength of these blood-clothed guards is far inferior to their escorted generals.

It can be said that if these dozen or so generals resist at this time, they can immediately kill the dozens of blood-clothed guards who escorted them.

However, each of them did not resist at all, showing grief, incomprehension, and grievance on their faces, but they did not resist.

They were taken to the front of the stage, and then severely kicked by the blood-clothed guards behind them at the knees.

The blood-clothed guards yelled, "Kneel down, kneel down! You dogs, kneel down!"

So they knelt there honestly.

Then, the middle-aged man on the stage took out a jade plaque, shook it towards them, and said triumphantly: "Feng Qingjun king's order, kill you."

He commanded without hesitation: "Kill!"