There are also some skills, martial arts and weapons. These Nanmen maples are useless. They are all packed and exchanged for yuan stones together.

After finishing, another half hour passed. We can\'t wait any longer to avoid extraneous branches. Nanmen Maple appeared in the room with a flash of his body. His eyes swept around. No one was there. Nanmen Maple breathed a sigh of relief and got up and walked out.

"Hum, I\'m old enough to show off my accomplishments. I\'ll break through the real world when I get to your age."

"You smelly boy, how dare you underestimate me? How can I fix you!" Mu Pengcheng\'s angry voice came.

"Dare you!" Yuan Fei said loudly, "wait for brother Nanmen to come out and clean you up."

Mu Pengcheng smiled and said, "the little boy can find the backstage. You know, I also cover the Nanmen maple."

"Really?"

"Squeak!" With a sound of, the door opened, and Nanmen Feng came out slowly and looked at Mu Pengcheng with a smile.

"Hey, hey!" Mu Pengcheng blushed and said frankly, "of course, you see, I\'m holding you and protecting the Dharma for you."

"Shameless!" Yuan Fei rolled his eyes angrily.

Nanmen Feng smiled and didn\'t speak. Mu Pengcheng\'s shamelessness has no limit. There will be no result if he talks nonsense with him.

"Are you well?" Mu Pengcheng screamed, which made them jump. Yuan Fei also woke up at this time. Nanmen Maple was held in by them for less than half an hour. Now he came out alive.

"Brother Nanmen, are you really well?"

Nanmen Feng said, "not yet. It\'s almost 50% recovered. Walking is no longer a problem. I\'m afraid you\'re in a hurry, so I\'ll come out and have a look."

In fact, 80% of his injuries recovered, but he didn\'t say it for fear of scaring them. But even so, they were startled. Nanmen Feng was seriously injured just now. It was obvious to all that ordinary people could not walk in a few days, and Nanmen Feng stood in front of them in just half an hour.

Mu Pengcheng, who was born in a small clan, was even more amazed. He attributed all the credit to the dead Xiao Wenshan and thought there was a panacea for healing.

"The battle is not over yet. Shall we go and have a look?" Mu Pengcheng asked excitedly. Yuan Fei also looked at the maple in the south gate.

"Forget it!" Nanmen Feng said slowly, "since we still have a few days, we\'ll practice here for a few days. It\'s rare to have leisure."

In fact, Nanmen Feng doesn\'t want to go. This kind of battle is rare, which is also good for his cultivation. The key is that he was hurt so badly before. Now he will go alive and kicking. Fools know there is a problem.

I\'d better wait here. Anyway, he has just broken through the seventh floor of the spiritual realm, and his cultivation has not been consolidated. Today\'s two wars, he gained a lot and needed time to digest. More importantly, Xuanyuan sword, see what happened!

"Cultivation maniac!" Mu Pengcheng frowned and didn\'t speak again. Yuan Fei also looked like he had lost something and didn\'t open his mouth.

"How many days will it take for the battle of spirit list?" asked Nanmen Feng.

Yuan Fei said: "it\'s hard to say. It usually lasts eight to ten days. In addition to the new challenges, the old students will also challenge lingbang."

"Finally, people who live together in the spirit list will also have qualifying. It will take a long time anyway."

Mu Pengcheng glanced at Yuan Fei in surprise and said faintly, "little boy, you know a lot?"

"Hum!" Yuan Fei snorted coldly but didn\'t answer, which embarrassed Mu Pengcheng. He was embarrassed to be angry with Nanmen Feng. He just glared at Yuan Fei, but yuan Fei returned.

"Eight to ten days?" the maple in the South Gate said in a dark way, "it should be enough to have the help of the God killing tower." then he told them that he would shut down and don\'t disturb anything during this period.

The God killing tower has become an amusement park for one person and one demon. To Nanmen Feng\'s surprise, zilei Diao\'s intelligence can catch up with children of three or four years old. Many things can be taught as soon as they are taught. Perhaps Nanmen Maple was raised with blood. Purple thunder carving was very close to him.

What made Nanmen Feng laugh most was that zilei Diao took a demon pill and put it in front of him. He did the act of eating and urged him to eat the demon pill again and again.

Nanmen Feng chuckled, patted purple thunder carving\'s head and whispered, "these demon pills are for you to eat. I\'ll get them for you when the food here is finished."

The closer purple thunder carving is to Nanmen maple, the more it makes Nanmen Maple feel guilty. It\'s like a trafficker who takes her child away from a mother.

"When you grow up, I\'ll take you to a place."

Now is not the time. He doesn\'t have the strength to break into the territory of purple thunder carving. Nanmen Feng secretly vowed to send the purple thunder carving back in the future.

Throughout the day, Nanmen Maple did nothing but play with purple thunder carving to make up for his guilt. Maybe he was tired. Purple thunder Eagle fell asleep after swallowing a demon pill.

"It\'s time to see Xuanyuan sword." Nanmen Feng murmured.

If Xuanyuan sword had not changed suddenly that day, he would have been defeated and dead. Now I have time to have a good look at what has changed in Xuanyuan sword.

With a move, Xuanyuan sword appeared in his hand. His eyes were no different from those before. After urging Yuan Li to inject, the sword was stronger than before, but there was nothing strange.

"Where is the soul of the dragon?" Maple in the south gate locked his eyebrows and mused.

After a long time, Nanmen Maple nibbled on the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood essence on Xuanyuan sword.

At this time, the sudden change occurred. The Xuanyuan sword was full of swords and trembled violently. Then a roar sounded. The spirit of the Dragon erupted and flew around the sword. The eyes of the bronze bell looked at the maple in the South Gate with a trace of awe.

"It\'s really effective." Nanmen Feng was secretly happy. He just learned something and didn\'t think it was really useful.

"Can you understand me?" Nanmen Feng asked softly, his eyes full of expectation. That day, Qing ordered the soul of the Dragon above the challenge arena. Nanmenfeng witnessed it with his own eyes. It should be able to understand human language.

"Roar!" the spirit of the Dragon roared, and a voice sounded in Nanmen Feng\'s mind, "yes!"

Nanmen Feng was overjoyed and then asked, "how could you be in Fang Qing\'s knife?"

The spirit of the dragon made a human expression of doubt, and then may understand Nanmen Feng\'s question, and the voice sounded in Nanmen Feng\'s mind again.

It turned out that it was a green Jiao. After breaking through the demon king, it couldn\'t stand loneliness in the deep sea, so it came to the world to play. Unexpectedly, I was unlucky. I met a king of Wu soon and saw through him.

The king of Wu was delighted to see the hunter and wanted to accept him as a mountain monster. At that time, qingjiao just broke through the demon king. He was arrogant and arrogant. How could he agree?

One person and one demon had different words, which immediately triggered a big war. What qingjiao didn\'t realize was that the king of Wu was much stronger than him. He couldn\'t take it, so he killed it in anger.

Even after qingjiao died, the king of Wu refused to let him go and sealed his demon soul in the dagger. Later, he didn\'t know how the short knife came to Fang Qing\'s hand.

"So it is?"

When qingjiao finished, Nanmen Feng fell into meditation again. Fang Qing has an extraordinary background. He had thought of it before, but he never thought that there was a king of martial arts behind him, and he has the strength to easily kill qingjiao.

"The basket seems a little big!" murmured Nanmen Feng.

Wen, Fang and Xiao, Wan Jianzong, and the king of Wu behind Fang Qing, together, these forces are tantamount to breaking the sky for Nanmen Feng. It\'s easy for any family to move him.

Fortunately, with the gold lettered signboard of Ziyun University, there should be no problem as long as you don\'t go out of Ziyun University in a short time.

Strength, now there is an urgent need to improve strength. The only way is to earn a lot of Yuan stones and use the God killing tower to improve your strength as soon as possible.

"Alas!" Nanmen Feng sighed, and the problem returned to Yuanshi again.

"Eh! I said there was a strange smell. There was a little loach!" when the maple in the south gate was frowning, a sudden voice sounded.

The vitality rolled and condensed into the appearance of an old man. It was the tower God who had been away for many days that appeared again.

"Roar!" the green Jiao roared at the tower God and was very dissatisfied with him calling himself "little loach".

"Oh! And emotions." the tower monster said, "I could kill a large area of such a small thing by blowing my breath. Calling you a little loach is a compliment to you."

"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

The green Jiaona once suffered this kind of cowardice, roared at the tower God, struggled to get rid of the shackles of Xuanyuan sword, and had the posture of fighting with the tower God.

The tower God smiled coldly and said, "boy, if you don\'t put it away again, I don\'t mind swallowing him to mend his body. Although it\'s a little rubbish, it\'s better than nothing."

Nanmen Feng looked at the tower God suspiciously. He looked cold and didn\'t mean to laugh at him. Although Nanmen Feng had some doubts about the tower God\'s ability to appear only with the help of vitality, he still took back the soul of qingjiao. Now it is a great help of Nanmen Feng, and the dispute of spirit and Qi is not worth it.

More importantly, Nanmen Feng had some doubts in his heart and had to consult the tower God. Naturally, he had to follow his heart.

"The God killing tower has become a rag collector now, and any garbage can come in." the tower God glanced at the maple in the South Gate discontentedly, and glanced at the sleeping purple thunder carving at the same time.

"Garbage?" the tower God\'s words made Nanmen Feng speechless. One person and two demons seemed to be worse than him. One is the future demon king and the other is the former demon king. They have become garbage in the eyes of the tower God?

"It seems that your situation is not much better than them." of course, this sentence can only be buried in the bottom of my heart, but I dare not say it. Who makes him ask for help?

The South Gate Feng Shan smiled and ignored the tower God\'s words. He said respectfully, "senior, I have something I want to ask for advice."

"Ask." the tower God looked arrogant and said faintly.

When Nanmen Feng was about to challenge the arena that day, how did he inexplicably subdue the soul of qingjiao, and how did he accidentally hit and collide to activate Xuanyuan sword and release the soul of qingjiao.

Nanmen Feng\'s eyes brightened when he heard this. Unexpectedly, he was quenched by the tower God\'s word, "with its help, you won\'t be slaughtered early."

Nanmen Feng smiled bitterly and quickly changed the topic. "Senior, you haven\'t told me what happened to Xuanyuan sword?" at this time, he just knew that Xuanyuan sword was originally called killer sword, but he was used to it and didn\'t bother to change his mind.