The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

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"And, in order to ensure fairness, we will bless the spirit of the fighting spirit, reduce it to the weakest, and let the meditation return to the peak strength of the year. His attack will not be controlled by the fighting spirit, completely by himself. Conscious manipulation."

The meditation continues.

"You are deceiving too much."

The old ancestors of the Styx bite their teeth. If they are ruthless, they are completely dominated by their own consciousness. The strength is stronger than the present. Ye Mo has just entered the world of fighting souls, and his strength is not at its peak.

Ye Mo wants to defeat the meditation, it is very difficult, not to mention, Ye Mocai has just been promoted to change infinitely, and can not display the means of rebellion, it is almost impossible to defeat the sorrow.

However, if Ye Mo does not defeat the meditation, he will not be able to get recognition from the ancestors. It is absolutely impossible to remove the fighting spirit.

"Well, I promise you, at this time tomorrow, I will come to fight with Ye Mo!"

After that, the ancestors of the Styx turned away and left.

If Ye Mo challenges the general infinitely strong, the ancestors of the River have a certain degree of confidence. If the opponent is Ye Wudao, Ye Haifeng, or even Yanyang, Ye Mo will defeat them, and there is not much pressure.

However, the other party is the most genius of the Ming dynasty, the genius who can withstand the thunder of anger, absolutely not ordinary, this kind of thunder qi is the closest to the existence of sacred punishment, let alone infinite The strong, even the strong Nirvana, is unbearable.

However, the ancestors of the Styx also know that this time the challenge is unavoidable. If you want to take down the fighting spirit, you must get the approval of the old guys.

"Ye Mo!"

The ancestors of the Styx River landed directly in front of Ye Mo and immediately said: "This seat has already negotiated with them. They agreed. However, there is a premise. You must defeat the sorrow and prove that you have the opportunity to lay down the heavens. potential."

"Ming?"

Ye Mo frowned.

"It is the genius of genius that you have just entered the world of fighting souls!"

The old ancestral home of the river.

"he?"

Ye Mo recalled, since the channel: "Now I have been promoted to change infinite, defeating him is completely easy."

He has seen the means of ignorance, has absolute confidence, and will defeat the sorrow.

"Before attacking your sorrow, the strength has not been played out in three layers. His attack is controlled by the fighting spirit. Now, the ancestors of the Ming dynasty, ready to suppress the power of the fighting spirit, so that the sorrow is not controlled by the fighting spirit, you What I face will be the most powerful genius in the history of the Ming Dynasty."

The ancestors of the Styx frowned and said: "Your strength is strong, but without the help of the gas, your chances of winning are not great."

Ye Mowen said that his face is also dignified. The cultivation talent of the Ming Dynasty is one of the best in Xuantian. It can be regarded as the strongest genius in history by the Ming Dynasty. Its strength and means are absolutely not ordinary.

"This battle, there is no chance to fight, if I don't beat the meditation, the ancestors of the Mercy can't give me the fighting spirit."

Ye Mo said faintly: "And, should you agree for me?"

"Yes, it's just this time tomorrow!"

The ancestors of the Styx said faintly: "This time, I will tell you some means of meditation, knowing ourselves and knowing each other, this is your only advantage."

"No need to!"

Ye Mo immediately shook his head and said: "If you tell me some of his means, it is unfair to him. I want to defeat the imperial concubine in an upright manner. Moreover, the enemies I met in the future cannot be advanced. Know their means."

"Oh? It seems that you still have a little confidence."

Said the oldest ancestor of the river.

"Confidence is definitely there, but there is no grasp of victory. When they meet Ye Wudao Ye Haifeng, I have the grasp of winning, but the meditation is the first genius recognized by your servant family. The strong Nirvana is obviously not the one they can compare with Ye Wudao."

Ye Mo faintly said: "However, there is still a day, I can polish my own guns, and raise the four guns in spring, summer, autumn and winter again."

Ye Mo said that the sharpening of the gun is not a wave of rifles, martial arts, and now his strength has reached a level that does not require practicing the guns at all. As long as the comprehension is sufficient, the guns can be upgraded.

In one day, Ye Mo’s mind was constantly practicing four kinds of guns, and various guns were displayed in Ye Mo’s mind, playing the true meaning of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

However, Ye Mo still feels that his gunwork has reached a bottleneck and he can't break through again. He can't understand why this is going on.

"I understand, I finally understood that the reason why my gun technique is difficult to improve is because of the reason of Hongling, the level of Hongling has already restricted the improvement of the guns. When I raise Hongling, I will reach the emperor. The middle grade, the emperor top grade, all my guns, can upgrade a grade, plus I reach the incompetent, the heavenly machine is stronger, not my opponent."

Ye Mo finally wants to understand, the hardware is not closed, the software is useless.

Even Ye Mo can still feel that once he really raises Hong Ling, he can even try Spring and Autumn again. If this trick can be successful, there will be no sequelae, it will be his big killer.

"It is said that the Spring and Autumn I will cultivate to the back, and the time of retreat will be more and more. I used to force the Spring and Autumn I to retreat from the song for twenty years. However, for the existence of the ancestral ancestors, twenty years. The time has almost no effect, but how horrible it would be if you could go back a hundred years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ a thousand years?"

Ye Mo thinks that it is a little scary. If it is a peerless genius who has practiced for thousands of years, even if the other party is a strong Nirvana, if it hits this trick, the time goes back a thousand years and turns into a child.

"Ye Mo, it seems that you have already realized it."

Seeing the smile on Ye Mo’s mouth, the ancestors of the Styx could not help but say.

"Yes, wait for the use of the fighting spirit to strengthen my will, I am going to find ways to improve the blood vessels of the Emperor."

Ye Mo nodded and said immediately: "Now, time is almost there?"

"Yes, let's go to Syracuse now, but you should never be close. Once in the sight of those seniors, I am afraid you don't even know how to die."

Between the talks, the oldest ancestors of the river whistle, flew directly to Syracuse, and Ye Mo did not hesitate, and immediately followed.

Soon, the two had already arrived outside of Syracuse, and a black man was standing on top of the snow peak.