Don't talk nonsense, I'm really not a full-level boss

That kind of ripples gave people a feeling of endless power and power. Just when they spread to Hong Zhong's side, he only felt like a solitary boat. In the storm, he was almost as small as an ant.

"Is this the master's ability?"

He couldn't believe it, even if he knew that his master was unparalleled in strength, even if he was the best in this world, he might not be able to crush him.But he has never really experienced it personally, but he still can't imagine how powerful Ning Feng is.

At this moment, Hong Zhong felt a general idea that the ripples must have come from the master, and besides the master, no one else could have done such a thing.

This, this is simply the creation of heaven and earth, can it destroy the sky and the earth with just one hammer?

"What kind of master did I worship?"

He has almost made a judgment on the outside world in his heart. At this moment, it is hard to imagine that if his master comes out of the mountains and wants to become the king and contend for hegemony in this cultivation world, who will be his all-in-one enemy, but it is This master has always seemed to be indifferent to rights and cultivation.

This, maybe it's an expert from outside the world?
The ripples continued to spread until they began to spread to the entire state capital, and then slowly disappeared into nothingness.

But Ning Feng, who was in the casting room, didn't feel the change outside at all.

Whether it is the Fuyun Sect that is very close to here, or the other cultivation sects, it seems that they all want to come to check it out but dare not.

"Master, look at this direction, it should be to the east, could it be that senior?"

In the main hall of the Floating Cloud Sect, Liu Xu'er felt the ripples in disbelief, and she really wanted to convince herself that it shouldn't be the big boss she met before.

However, after thinking about the past four weeks, besides that big guy, who else could have such power.

"It must be him, this senior, although he is low-key, but a big boss like this, especially if he wants to keep a low profile, can he keep a low profile?"

"He can produce shocking power casually, which is in line with his status as a big boss!"

Zhang Lieyang also said with emotion after feeling the ripples.

Who doesn't know that under their rule, there is a super powerful, even if he just wants to live in the secular world as an ordinary person, but as the big boss of the sect, they also feel that when they should curry favor They all have to curry favor.

In the past, he thought that there might be some other situation in his heart, but at this time, after discovering such ripples, he didn't even have that kind of thought at all.

Calculating against that mighty man, is he impatient with life?/
"We must have a good relationship with that boss, as long as he loosens his fingers, it may be enough for us to eat for a lifetime."

Zhang Lieyang, who had made up his mind, began to think about when he would visit again. The reason was very simple, just to express his gratitude. After all, Ning Feng's apprentice saved their entire sect, and it was with one blow. saved.

"Ding"

"Ding"

"Ding!"

A sound of collision began to spread from the direction of the casting room.

At this moment, Ning Feng immersed himself in the casting with all his heart and soul. How should I put it, he felt that he had entered a very mysterious feeling.

Around the world, only myself and the hammer in my hand were left.

Waves of lines spread little by little along the mansion until they emerged in a state. No matter what kind of situation happened or what kind of obstacles there were, they did not disrupt the spread of such lines in the slightest.

On this day, all the comprehension families in the entire Sishui State were moved. They didn't know what kind of power was doing here, but they knew that if this kind of fluctuation was artificial, then this person , definitely at least at the fairy level.

In Ning Feng's hands, the long sword gradually began to take shape.

The thousand-year-old black iron is originally a pitch-black color, and Ning Feng itself is its plasticity.

After about an hour or so, the entire long sword gradually began to glow with his own light.

The whole body is dark, and the black man has a kind of cold light flashing, which can kill everything.

She began to press the grid and hilt of the long sword again.

A long sword with a simple shape slowly appeared in front of Ning Feng.

Well, although the overall look is very good after quenching, but the long sword has not become sharp at this time, nor has it been sharpened, so it still has a feeling of dust.

After ordering the little apprentice to sharpen his sword, Ning Feng finally began to have some rest time.

After about half an hour, the long sword was finally finished.

The overall feeling is very strong. Ning Feng looked at it calmly, and he was quite satisfied.

"Well, it's just him. At present, the limit of my sword making is estimated to be here."

"Xiao Zhong, give me the sword."

Of course Hong Zhong stepped forward immediately. Although he also felt that there seemed to be something different about this long sword, it was just a feeling after all.

In his eyes, although the long sword forged by his master is very powerful, it is also more or less the same as his own hatchet, extremely restrained.

Well, in his eyes, his hatchet is a magic knife that is restrained to the extreme.

If you put it in front of those cultivators, they probably won't take a look at it, but once you use it, it is invincible. Any so-called spiritual treasure is not the enemy of the hatchet.

But it shouldn't be like this. When Ning Feng built it before, he really felt the circles of ripples, okay?
Shouldn't Excalibur be born under such circumstances?With such a terrifying prelude, this sword shouldn't be at the same level as my hatchet.

However, before he could figure it out, the next scene made this master known as the 'woodcutter' completely understand.

I saw Ning Feng holding the long sword in his hand, and in an instant, a shocking power emerged.

Suddenly, that power, like the power of heaven and earth, spread violently at this moment.

The dao rhyme that shot straight into the sky gradually began to condense.

It turned out that this long sword could only display its power when it was in Ning Feng's hands.

"The prestige of the master is really incomparable to a small practitioner like me."

Looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, at this moment, Hong Zhong's eyes are full of little stars.

In the past, he was enough to admire Ning Feng, but now he feels that in front of his master, he is simply a little child whose cultivation is not enough.

"This should be the master. People say that he is a peerless master, and this is the style of a peerless master."

Muttering to himself, Hong Zhong was completely overwhelmed by Ning Feng's might at this moment.

"This? Immortal artifact? Or what?"

The eyes of the old cat at the corner of the inner courtyard shone with a gleam of divine light.

The reason why he is still in this yard is because there are traces of Dao Yun everywhere.

Moreover, Ning Feng himself gave him the feeling that he was extremely powerful, and even more so, he was an unprecedented thigh.

It felt that as long as it stayed in this courtyard for a few years, it might really be able to break through the ban of the demon clan and become the legendary demon fairy.

It may not be possible to become a fairy in the future.

But at this moment, it still felt that it had underestimated its master. How could this be the trick of a fairy, even those legendary fairy, could they have such power?

"Traces of the Dao, this is actually a trace of the Dao, what kind of existence is my master?"

As a monster in the Mahayana period, he is only a thin line away from the demon fairy, so he can certainly feel how strong this Ning Feng's methods are.

Even if it is overflowing with traces of Dao Yun to the extreme, it is absolutely impossible to have such power.

Then only traces of the Dao can explain it.

That is the trace of the Dao that only immortals can have. When it comes to him, is it so worthless?

"This thigh must be hugged."

Xiao Mi silently gave himself a thumbs-up in his heart. He felt that entering this yard was indeed the most correct choice in his life for thousands of years. Wouldn't it be a waste if you didn't choose to hug such a thigh? ?
Chu country!

Palace!

His Majesty the Emperor, who was practicing Huangji Dao, opened his eyes violently in a dragon robe.

Looking at the light that was almost soaring into the sky, and the faint fluctuations, the whole pair of eyes stared like copper bells.

"This, is this the trace of the Dao?"

"Is there a fairy artifact born, or a practitioner who has become a fairy?"

"Come on!"

With a loud shout, the guards around him began to swarm over.

They are very far away from Waterlike State, so it is impossible for ordinary people to feel this kind of fluctuation.

But the emperor is one of the strongest men with the highest cultivation in the entire Chu country, and he has reached the peak of the Mahayana period, so he can naturally feel it.

Watching all the guards begin to kneel down one after another.

The emperor has not yet recovered from the shock.

After a long silence, he said: "In the direction of Sishuizhou, there are traces of the Great Dao."

"Order, be sure to find out the source, but never act rashly. If you have any news, you must inform the emperor as soon as possible."

Obviously, the faint excitement in his eyes made no one suspect that what His Majesty said was wrong.

In a country, there are traces of the Dao, whether it is a fairy or a fairy, it will be the greatest blessing for the country.

"Yes!"

The guards took orders, and the uniform movements indicated their absolute loyalty to the empire.

At the same time, a strong sense of excitement also appeared in their eyes.

That is the Dao, if one person attains the Dao, he will ascend to heaven, and the investigators will benefit endlessly as long as they have a little contact with the Dao.