The attributes skyrocketed infinitely, and I suppressed the diversity

Chu Yingbo immediately screamed and lost his voice, fell down and rolled all over the floor, and his parents kept shouting.

At this time, another short, thin, green-eyed old man with an ancient appearance stepped forward.

Although the old man's appearance was unattractive, several people could faintly feel a cold aura that instantly enveloped the audience.

Before Song Di could speak, An Yong was shocked and said: "Ghost Spear King Nanxun! Why did you, you old man, come here?!"

Wang Nanxun paused, casually sized up An Yong who was inexplicably excited, and asked in confusion, "Who are you? I don't know you."

"Uh…"

An Yong hesitated for a while, and said with a dry smile, "I'm just a nobody. I wanted to pay a visit to you at this martial arts conference, but I couldn't make it due to my busy schedule."

"That's it."

Wang Nanxun nodded, "That's right, you took your life."

"Ah?" An Yong was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Wang Nanxun said: "Literally, a shocking monster appeared in this martial arts conference, and slaughtered many martial arts masters. Fortunately, my master, His Highness the Ninth Prince, suppressed him, otherwise everyone would have to die."

"Hiss~ Ninth Prince!" An Yong grinned and inhaled, apparently quite shocked.

"Not right!"

Wang Nanxun frowned, and suddenly turned his head to stare at An Yong, "You said that you are going to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, which means that you have entered the process of washing your blood, but how can you not know the name of my master? ! It’s not written in the "Tianjiao list"?!"

"what?!"

An Yong was taken aback, "The juniors of "Tianjiao Bang" will subscribe regularly, but in the new issue released in these two days, there is indeed no mention of the existence of His Highness the Ninth Prince."

"This is impossible!"

Old man Wang rolled his green eyes, and snorted, "I created this publication together with a few old buddies, and the information has always been accurate. How could such a shocking event not be published!"

"Uh……"

An Yong was stunned for a moment, and with a stiff expression, he took out a magazine from his pocket and handed it over.

"Why don't you take a look?"

The old Wang's stare just now stopped the movement of Qi and blood in his body for a moment.

A middle-aged man in his 40s was a little frightened, and his speech and behavior became stiff.

It is really because the gap between the realms of the two is too large, which led to this situation.

"Humph!"

Wang Nanxun took the magazine and flipped through it quickly, and found with an ugly expression...it seemed that it was not published.

He immediately wanted to take out his cell phone and call Bai Xiaosheng.

But after thinking about it, I still didn't do it.

This kind of result is obviously due to some kind of official force taking action and deliberately covering up the news.

'Could it be that it was written by the Secret Service? '

Wang Nanxun stroked the goatee on his chin, "That's not right, those people are not so free."Could it be the Military Intelligence Department? It doesn't look like that. The gang of Ziqiu Ba always like to toss around abroad. '

"Could it be..."

He looked northeast.

There is the direction of the imperial palace.

"Imperial City Division..."

At this time, An Ruyi who was beside him glanced curiously at the two people who were talking, and asked Song Di who was beside him in a low voice: "Brother, who is this old gentleman?"

Song Di glanced at her: "This is my senior brother Wang Nanxun, King Kong is not bad, a big shot in the martial arts world."

An Ruyi's beautiful eyes widened, she was shocked and asked inexplicably: "You, could it be that what you just said...is true? The Ninth Prince is really that powerful?"

Song Di frowned, obviously upset and said: "That's still fake, you woman, believe it or not."

At this moment, Mu Cang, who was wearing a blazing golden light, slowly descended from the sky like a big sun.

This extraordinary way of appearing on the stage shocked everyone present on the spot.

As soon as Mu Cang appeared, he seemed to become the center of the world, attracting the attention of several people present.

His face is handsome and impeccable, and his temperament is even more peerless, like a god and Buddha in the world.

Looking at it, people can't even have half bad thoughts.

It is both awe-inspiring and admirable.

For example, An Ruyi.

The moment she saw Mu Cang, she froze in place, her pretty face became rosy visible to the naked eye.

Even more coquettish.

In An Ruyi's eyes.

Mu Cang's body is tall and muscular, his facial features are exquisite and handsome, and his body surface is shining and shining.

Almost like a god.

It stimulated the crazy secretion of dopamine in her body.

It was about to burst out of the body.

"The Ninth Prince...is perfectly like a god born after the evolution of human beings to the extreme!"

An Ruyi's eyes were fascinated, and he kept mumbling non-stop.

An Yong was also so shocked that he lost his voice.

As a Martial Daoist, he can feel Mu Cang's boundless strength even more personally.

It was a feeling of helplessness and insignificance, just like the feeling of being infinitely dwarfed in the face of the vast world.

Vast and vast, boundless.

Seeing Mu Cang appear, Wang Nanxun and Song Di hurried forward and bowed their heads respectfully:

"See Master!"

"Ah."

Mu Cang nodded and said calmly, "It seems that you have already cultivated your true energy."

Song Di chuckled: "As soon as you left yesterday, I practiced immediately."

"Oh~"

Mu Cang was a little surprised, then looked at Wang Nan and asked, "I didn't expect you to be so fast."

Old man Wang smiled awkwardly.

He felt that the master looked down on him a little bit, but compared with his junior brother, he was indeed a little stupid.

So Wang Nanxun said with some embarrassment: "Junior brother is so talented, I really can't compare."

"Hehe, talent is important, and diligence is even more important."

Mu Cang shook his head and chuckled, "Cultivating true qi is only the first step. Later, you have to purify the whole body's qi and blood into innate true qi, which depends on diligence."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The old and the young nodded respectfully.

An Yong and An Ruyi on the side were stunned.

After listening to the dialogue between the first master and the second apprentice, they fully understood.

It turned out that what Song Di said just now was not an exaggeration, it was all facts.

Mu Cang!

This Ninth Prince of Great Xia is really a King Kong who is not bad, or even a martial arts leader of a higher level!

"But... but the highest level of martial arts, isn't King Kong indestructible? Could it be that there is a higher level?!" An Yong's expression was dazed, and his three views were obviously broken.

But if it was fake, how could the Ninth Prince, who was the least valued in Daxia, have Ghost Spear King Nanxun come to his door as an apprentice? !

Could it be that His Highness the Ninth Prince is really, as Song Di said, the most powerful martial artist in the past and present? !

An Ruyi fell into an obvious infatuation.

She has been staring at Mu Cang blankly, with deep admiration and extreme curiosity on her face.

"How many secrets are there in Your Highness's body?! I really want to study it!"

No one noticed, Chu Yingbo in the distance stopped screaming.

He struggled to get up with his swollen cheeks, gritted his teeth and stared at Mu Cang, who was like a god descending from the sky not far away.

The expression is crazy and sinister.

"Mu... Cang!"

Chu Yingbo turned his head again, and looked at An Ruyi with an idiotic expression on his face.

Suddenly, collapse, madness, jealousy, all kinds of emotions came to my heart.

The string called reason in his brain was completely broken.

Chapter 36

Chu Yingbo immediately felt ruthless:

"It doesn't matter if you are good at martial arts, I have super powers, and I have terrifying supernatural powers that can tear apart the soul and reshape the personality. I, Chu Yingbo, am the real proud son of heaven!" '

After thinking about it, Chu Yingbo's eyes flashed with strange light, bursting out a mysterious and treacherous spiritual force, and suddenly attacked Mu Cang who was standing with his hands behind his back not far away.

"Damn Mu Cang, I'm going to turn you into a wild dog who only knows how to eat shit and pee!!"

hum!

In an instant, Mu Cang in the distance sensed a surge of extremely fragile and loose spiritual power.

Just as he was about to snuff it out, he seemed to have discovered something and slowly stopped.

"Interesting, the magnitude is very weak, but the ability type is relatively rare, and it is pure spiritual power."

"It should be the new superpowers who appeared after experiencing the great tide of spiritual energy."

After pondering for a moment, Mu Cang easily intercepted this spiritual power with strange attributes.

In an instant, it was analyzed to the bottom.

"Perception of mood swings, mental whiplash, and personality overwriting. Not bad, there are quite a lot of tricks in terms of the nature of abilities, and it is estimated that characters at the marrow-washing level will be hard to resist.

It's a pity that the weight is too hip, and any martial artist who can be ecstatic can bounce back and turn him into a vegetable. "

In fact, Mu Cang's spiritual power has become extremely terrifying after experiencing multiple expansions of the soul value.

Even if the attribute is more inclined to the illusory mind.

Note that the power of the mind and the power of the spirit are not the same power.

Psychic powers are more focused on the manipulation of physical matter.

Psychic power focuses on the manipulation of thoughts, emotions, and even the soul.

This is also what Mu Cang has slowly realized over the period of time.

And his weakest mental power, if it is fully activated at this moment, can still easily twist an ocean-going cargo ship weighing [-] tons into a steel twist.

So when Mu Cang moved his mind, he easily reversed the direction of this spiritual force, and bounced it back precisely to the eyebrows of the ferocious Chu Yingbo.

The latter's expression froze, and he suddenly found that everything in his field of vision began to become strange.

If you have to compare Chu Yingbo's feelings at this time.

Then it is like an ordinary person who encounters [Gestalt collapse] in life.

Because I only read one word for a long time, my neurons are fatigued, my senses are confused, and I finally can't understand that word.

The same goes for Chu Yingbo.

He clearly knew what the people and objects around him were, but he couldn't understand them normally, and his heart was filled with a strong sense of strangeness.