God level funny comparison system

For the next ten days, Zhang Long has been assisting Si Zhijian in practicing the Supreme Ice Soul Art. In the first few days, Zhang Long did not dare to let Si Zhijian practice too fast, so he did not use the warm spirit pill , the cultivation of the Immortal Golden Body has not been left behind, and the daily schedule is full, and the little girl does not cry, but the cultivation is quite exhausted.

After more than ten days of hard work, a lot of ice-blue energy has gathered in the dantian after death, and the small air mass is wriggling slightly, as if alive. If calculated according to the cultivation level, it should be close to the innate stage to the point.

It is worth mentioning that the cultivation of the lowest level of death is carried out with the help of such a powerful Zhang Long. If ordinary warriors rely on their own groping and cultivation, not only will it not be so fast, but it is also impossible to step into this infinite state. On the threshold of Ice Soul Jue cultivation, this technique is really not easy to practice.

The strength at the peak of the body training period is not bad among this group of new disciples. Of course, except for those who have already cultivated before entering the mountain gate, like Dongfang Yan and Monk He, who died so low that they are now naturally Can't compare.

It was another night, Zhang Long, Die Zhijian, and Wangcai stood together among the flowers outside the door. There was a bright moon in the sky. Echoes, magnificent.

Looking at the vast starry sky, Zhang Long also felt that if he came to Xuanxinzong for almost two months, his cultivation base had increased a lot. Her humble nature allowed her to have the will to suppress that weird energy, so she would not need Zhang Long to protect her in her future practice.

Shi Zhijian is also looking at the starry sky, his big eyes are as ignorant as the stars, he doesn't know what he is thinking, but a small hand keeps holding Zhang Long's hand, he has grown a little taller, and his white and tender face is more than before. something strong.

Wangcai was also looking at the starry sky, with his long tongue drooping. If you look carefully, you will find that this little guy is much stronger than when he was born, and he is a little bigger, especially his belly, which will always be Chubby, black and white hair has grown a lot all over his body.

This can be regarded as a kind of harvest, not to mention the cheapness of death, at least Wangcai must be Zhang Long's good helper when looking for Feiyue in the future, or facing Heaven's Killing.

"I don't know where Feiyue is and how she is doing." Zhang Long couldn't help but muttered to himself.

"Big brother, who is Feiyue? It's a nice name." Shi Zhijian suddenly asked curiously.

Zhang Long smiled, touched her little head and said: "You will know in the future, come, today I will teach you a set of martial arts!"

"Martial arts?" Si Zhijian's big eyes lit up, "Is it powerful?"

"Haha...Of course it's great. If you want to learn martial arts, how dare big brother teach you bad things." Zhang Long laughed.

"Long live big brother!" Si Zhijian raised his fist and laughed excitedly.

Zhang Long flipped his hands, and a silver-white long sword appeared in his hand, which was the long sword used by Si Zhijian back then. He handed the long sword in front of Si Zhijian and said, "Take it, this sword is yours."

"En." Shi Zhijian rolled his eyes, seemed to understand the deep meaning of Zhang Long's words, and did not refuse, and took the long sword that was taller than her.

Under the moonlight, the little person was shrouded in light, as if made of jade. She shook the silver-white long sword in her hand, but she held it with ease, not as weak as ordinary children, who stood upright while holding the long sword. , very inconsistent with its petite figure.

Then, the brilliance in Zhang Long's hand flickered again, and a broad Yin-Yang sword appeared in his hand.

The moonlight in the sky can't help but tremble, and there is an overwhelming aura in the peaceful and tranquil atmosphere. On the Yin-Yang sword, three kinds of brilliance, black, gold and red, flow alternately, densely packed scratches flicker, and those weird seals, As if a giant beast capable of shaking the world is sealed in it, a slight movement of the broad sword can shake the momentum of the world.

"Wow..." Shi Zhijian's eyes brightened, staring at the long sword obsessively.

Zhang Long looked up at the sky, hunting in black, in the pale blue flames of the Yin-Yang Sword, said softly: "This martial skill is called the Spirit Snake Sword Technique. Big Brother will demonstrate it to you first, and then I will instill all the content into your body." Sea of ​​Consciousness. Take care, when I cast it, you must comprehend the meaning of the sword."

"Hmm!" Shi Zhijian opened his small mouth and nodded repeatedly, almost drooling.

Even Wangcai on the side became excited, raised his neck, and stared straight at Zhang Long, eyes full of excitement.

Zhang Long moved, slowly raised the Yin-Yang sword in his hand, and countless afterimages appeared silently, implying billions of changes.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, the wind blew, the moonlight swayed, and the flowers and plants rustled.

The whole world seemed to be awakened by this gesture of raising the sword.

In the realm of the Martial God Stage, the comprehension of the sword intent is naturally different from others. Even if the same sword technique is used by Zhang Long, the vast sword intent it displays is absolutely extraordinary.

Just the posture of the sword, you can see the blurred eyes of the dead and the prosperous. In a trance, Zhang Long's upright figure standing between the heavens and the earth is such a majestic, immortal, indomitable giant god.

"The spirit snake has come out of its hole." Zhang Long spoke, his voice without any emotional fluctuations, like a sharp sword falling from the sky, cold and ruthless, yet shocking.

"Crash!"

As the voice fell, Zhang Long's figure moved, and afterimages scattered all over the ground, like hundreds of millions of Zhang Long galloping together, all over all directions, but all in the same posture, with black clothes fluttering, black, gold and red three-color brilliance blooming, fundamentally It is unclear where Zhang Long's body is.

Countless petals flew up, floating under the trembling moonlight. Among the colorful flowers and colors, the sound of the wind flowed fiercely, matched with the faint hissing sound, like billions of spirit snakes dormant, and the sinister meaning quietly permeated.

"Spiritual Snake Crossing the Grass." The calm and solemn voice sounded again, and all the frozen afterimages suddenly surged again, and the faint neighing before suddenly became sharper, following the speed of the countless afterimages flying, There was a hissing sound, like billions of spirit snakes shooting rapidly on the grass.

The sound of the wind was louder, like countless swords flying, blowing over people's faces, and people's hearts would be chilled, as if the cold wind directly penetrated into the heart.

"...to be reckless and devour the sky!"

After using a few more tricks, Zhang Long's ruthless voice suddenly became furious, and the sound of drinking made the stars in the nine heavens seem to tremble, followed by a vast and violent sense of oppression.

"Roar……"

Zhang Long soared into the air, holding the sword in both hands. Behind the black figure rushing into the sky, a black, gold and red three-color madness burst out, lifelike. The huge head almost blocked the entire full moon, leaving only a silver-white halo around it. Shining behind him, the great sun is like a wheel.

The moon is behind the boa constrictor, and the boa constrictor is behind Zhang Long. Zhang Long's eyes are red, and black, gold and red streamers are glowing all over his body, just like three kinds of flames are galloping. The golden color is majestic, bloody and black!Moreover, the giant sword in his hand also galloped into a three-color fire curtain more than one meter high, in which the shape of a python was constantly condensed and scattered.

The strong wind was blowing, and people could clearly feel the trembling aura of the world, as if the world was also afraid of Zhang Long at this moment.

In the next second, the long sword in Zhang Long's hand and the head of the giant python behind him smashed down towards the ground at the same time.

"Boom!" The tyrannical force landed on the ground, even though Zhang Long only used less than [-]% of the power, the ground was still bombarded into a huge deep pit, and cracks spread.

The most important thing is that the fearless, invincible, destructive, and invincible violence revealed in that sword move is just like this world, there is nothing that can make this handsome man afraid, nothing can stop this handsome man Men's steps forward.

The sky swayed with large ripples, as if it had turned into a lake, and the bright moon swayed along with it, showing layers of gentle waves like water.

Petals all over the ground flew up, Zhang Long was suspended above the big pit, the blood in his eyes was like burning flames, overflowing his eye sockets, the Yin-Yang sword in his hand was surging, and the wild shape behind him was flying The petals slowly scatter.

At that moment, both Dizhijian and Wangcai were stunned. They looked at Zhang Long, whose petals were flying under the moonlight. He was dressed in black, and his eyes were burning with flames. Just like this man, he has already surpassed the nine heavens, he is solemn and sacred when he does not move, but when he moves, he is violent and cold, and the sky trembles.

"Wow... the big brother is so powerful." The deadly cheap body trembled slightly, his little hands were tightly squeezed together, and his eyes were full of obsession.

She had never seen such a powerful existence, even though she knew that Zhang Long had no subtleties at the beginning, but at this moment, her definition of Zhang Long was completely overturned, she felt that Zhang Long was the most powerful in the world.

There is no reason, looking at the invincible momentum in Zhang Long's blood-red eyes at this moment, she just concluded that.

Wangcai's eyes were also full of fanaticism, and his breathing even became rapid. There were faint black and white concentric circles throbbing in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait for such a powerful master to have a battle of slaughtering the world.

Then, Zhang Long continued to wield the Yin-Yang sword, so that all the barriers within a radius of [-] meters appeared, and then, under the moonlight, there was another huge mask, which was made of countless criss-crossing blood-red lines. The movement of swinging the sword trembled unceasingly, and the countless petals of soil rolled crazily within the mask.

The countless afterimages left by Zhang Long's figure are like countless Zhang Longs, all over the dense flying flowers.

"..."

"Subduing the tiger and subduing the dragon!"

"The python spirit is trapped and angry!"

The whole set of sword skills was quickly completed, and as the high-pitched dragon chant gradually disappeared under the anger of the last python spirit, the sky-reaching giant python gradually dissipated, and finally, everything returned to tranquility.

Stepping on the moonlight, Zhang Long's face became handsome again, his eyes were gentle, and he walked towards the dead with a smile.

"Big brother, you, you are really powerful! I didn't realize it before, no wonder you are not even afraid of Xuanxinzong, I now think that you are the most powerful in the world!" Looking at Zhang Long who was coming, he died. Zhijian smiled innocently, her delicate body was still trembling a little, it was all because of the agitation of Zhang Long's aura just now.

She said this from the bottom of her heart, even though she is young, she has seen many masters make moves, but she has never seen a scene like Zhang Long's when the world trembled.