Supreme God Emperor

"what……"

In the forest, Mo Yang's screams of killing a pig echoed, and the remaining sound curled...

"Instructor Mu, what are you doing!"

Lifting his head, looking at Mu Yun above a hundred meters, Mo Yang roared.

"These fifteen Tier 4 monsters are equivalent to fifteen Tier 4 strong breath realm martial artists. Oh, no, they are much better than the 15 strong breath realm strong men!"

"Kill them, there will be meat tonight, you can't kill them, they will also have meat tonight!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Mo Yang's face instantly turned pale, and his body couldn't help shaking.

"Give you a sword, with weapons, it should be easier!"

Mu Yun threw down the ordinary long sword for training, and smiled slightly: "I will sleep first, oh yes, since you dared to peek at Teacher Qin before, I won't help you. If you die, I will leave. If you are still alive, I will take you away!"

After speaking, Mu Yun's figure disappeared.

"I still have some things to do, so go ahead!"

"No……"

Looking at the top of the empty giant tree, Mo Yang felt like the end of the world.

This time, the shepherd teacher is not playing, it's real!

With a grunt, he swallowed, looking at the porcupines around him with round eyes, Mo Yang gradually touched the long sword beside him.

"Brothers, pass by, pass by..."

Holding the sword, Mo Yang stepped back.

Only fifteen porcupines surrounded him in the center, where he was shrinking.

Hum hum……

A dozen porcupines hummed and hummed. Looking at Mo Yang, the two long teeth on both sides of his mouth glowed with white light.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen porcupines stood upside down with their spikes, making a rustling sound.

Looking at the spikes like thin arrows, Mo Yang's entire body leaned forward slightly.

This was the method Qin Mengyao taught him before. When facing the besieging enemy, he leaned forward slightly and looked at all the weaknesses in his body.

In this way, we can react and respond in the fastest time.

Humph...

Suddenly a porcupine made a thick nasal sound, and his fat body, like a cannonball, headed straight towards Mo Yang's back.

"Go away!"

After all, Mo Yang was a three-tier muscle-easy warrior with a physical body. At the critical moment, he turned around and pierced out with a sword, forcing the porcupine that rushed up.

Puff puff puff...

However, after all, the porcupine is a Tier 4 monster with infinite strength, and there are naturally dense spikes growing all over his body. Under this thorn, instead of touching the porcupine body, Mo Yang is full of scars.

Mo Yang couldn't help but smashed his mouth, but he cursed Mu Yun all the time.

No wonder, no wonder Mu Yun was so kind before, letting him soak in the medicinal bath for ten days, it turned out to be premeditated.

"what?"

However, just when Mo Yang felt that he was about to die here at his age, the dense wounds on the surface of his body were actually healed bit by bit!

"Medicated bath……"

At this moment, Mo Yang could clearly feel that in every corner of his body, there seemed to be a steady stream of soft power mobilizing and running.

Those powers are like tiny worms that wriggle, repairing the wounds on the body surface bit by bit.

"What the hell, fight it!"

Feeling the recovery of his body's strength, Mo Yang felt encouraged.

At this moment, Mu Yun didn't know where he went, so he could only rely on himself.

Either life or death.

If he died here, then the Mo family firm would really belong to the Mo Hai father and son!

"kill!"

With a low drink, Mo Yang held the long sword in his hand, and the sword flowers flew up.

"Is this really okay?" Qin Mengyao frowned with worry on a towering tree a hundred meters away.

"What's wrong?"

Taking a bite of the wild fruit, Mu Yun said nonchalantly: "Your teachings gave him some pointers, but the real challenge is not what can be trained by training. I still feel that such training will not be too light. !"

"Too light?"

Qin Mengyao was speechless for a while.

Mo Yang was originally a slack child, and he was only in the three-fold muscle-easy state. Facing a dozen porcupines who were stronger than the four-fold strong-breath realm warrior, where was he his opponent?

Not to mention a group, just one, it is enough to kill him.

"Don't worry, isn't you still here?" Mu Yun waved his hand indifferently, and said: "I have something to do, let's go first, you are here to look at him!"

"You...As a tutor, you put the students in danger, but you ran to the side to watch the excitement, you..."

"Please, Miss Qin!"

Mu Yun cried and said with a sad face: "This week, do you know how many spirit stones this kid spent in the medicinal bath from morning to night? Forty-nine thousand five hundred yuan! That is all my savings!"

"I'm still here watching the excitement, this kid is hanging up tonight!"

Mu Yun said, but ignored Qin Mengyao, his figure flashed, fell from the tree, and walked toward the depths of the Beiyun Mountain Range.

"This guy……"

Looking at the direction where Mu Yun was leaving, Qin Mengyao curled her lips and said, "He is very caring, but he doesn't care about the same!"

As night fell, Mo Yang knelt on his knees, his body was wet with blood and sweat, and his eyes couldn't see where his pupils were.

"No way... are you going to die here?"

Muttering in his mouth, looking at the seven or eight porcupines in front of him staring at him, an unwilling mood rose in Mo Yang's heart, and finally, with a puff, he smashed into the ground.

Humph...

The seven or eight saw the human beings in front of them completely ruined, groaning between their breaths, cautiously approaching them step by step.

Bang bang bang...

Just as the seven or eight porcupines approached Mo Yang and were about to completely kill the human in front of them, ice cones suddenly swept through the air, killing the seven or eight porcupines one by one.

"Fifteen porcupines, this guy flees all the way, fights all the way, and actually killed seven. That is equivalent to seven strong breath realm warriors!"

Looking at Mo Yang who fell to the ground, Qin Mengyao opened her mouth slightly.

"Um?"

Walking to Mo Yang, bending down, Qin Mengyao was surprised to find that Mo Yang's scarred blood was actually healed bit by bit...

"Medicated bath……"

Qin Mengyao suddenly thought.

At the end of the day, Mo Yang fell into a coma.

In a daze, he felt that someone was pulling his leg, dragging all the way...

"uh-huh……"

The next day, early in the morning, Mo Yang slowly opened his eyes.

The place where you can see is in the training room of the academy, and there is a warm atmosphere around him, and he is in the medicine barrel at this moment.

"Woke up?"

"Mu Yun, ah! You...you...you bastard, almost killed me, almost killed me!"

Seeing Mu Yun, Mo Yang couldn't help jumping up immediately, yelling.

boom……

Mu Yun's fist fell with a light wind, Mo Hai's head was swollen, and then he calmed down.

"Almost killed you, are you dead now?"

"No...but..."

"What are you doing without you?" Mu Yun frowned: "Soaking in the medicinal bath for a night, you should quickly feel the breath in your body and accumulate the battle yesterday!"

right!

Hearing Mu Yun's words, Mo Yang reacted.

The breath converged, Mo Yang sat in the medicine barrel, breathing gradually.

Under this induction, Mo Yang almost collapsed.

The physical body has the power of five oxen in the triple muscular body, although he has stepped into the triple level, he is barely considered as the power of five oxen.

And now, he can clearly feel that every part of his body is full of explosive power.

The power of six cows!

A battle of life and death gave him the power of six oxen.

If this continues, within a few days, he will be able to enter the strong breath realm, and he will have the power of nine cows and two tigers in his body!

"Cut, look at your excited look!"

Just as Mo Yang was secretly delighted, Mu Yun suddenly said: "In a day's time, add a cow of strength, you are also embarrassed!"

"Don't forget, mentor, I have entered the seventh stage of the condensed primordial realm from the first level in one month, wait for some day, you can be happier than me!"

Hearing Mu Yun's words, Qin Mengyao on the other side spoke slightly: "Instructor Mu, if otherwise, we will compare first to see who can step into the tenth level of the spirit orifice first!"

"..."

Compared with you? It's just looking for death!

The warrior with the ice phoenix spirit in his body is simply a natural darling.

Mu Yun could feel that in a few days, Qin Mengyao would be able to step into the Tenth Reunion Aperture Realm of the physical body!

It is not unreasonable to say that people are better than people and mad at people.

For ten days in a row, Mu Yun ran three heads.

Every day, Qi Ming explained the refining knowledge, conducted exercises, answered the doubts of Miao Xianyu, and took Mo Yang to the Beiyun Mountains, and always beware of this guy not accidentally hanging up.

"Haha... the physical body has four levels of strong breath realm, the power of nine nips and two tigers, I now feel that I have a lot of power in my body! Haha..."

In the Beiyun Mountains, Mo Yang danced with excitement.

The Quadruple Strength Breath Realm, originally based on his own talent, probably took a year to enter, but in less than half a month, under Mu Yun's devilish training, he did it!

It's amazing!

But Mo Yang knew that the reason why he got to this point was because of Mu Yun.

Especially when he learned that Mu Yun would not hesitate to spend tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones to buy elixir for him, and even configure medicated baths for him every day, every night.

Moreover, in the past ten days, Mu Yun would venture to the depths of the Beiyun Mountain Range to find a better elixir and configure him with a medicated bath every time he trained.

"Mo Hai, there are less than ten days left, you wait for me, I am Mo Yang!"

With a low drink, Mo Yang rushed into the mountains again, looking for prey.

These days, it is not Mu Yun arranging tasks for him, but he actively seeks out prey and uses life and death as a bet to improve his strength.

In Beiyun College, in a tutor's office, Diao Yadong was sitting on the chair, listening to the report of the person in front of him.

"In the past half a month, Mu Yun took Mo Yang into the Beiyun Mountain Range for training every day, and Mo Yang entered the Quadruple Breath Realm today."

"Furthermore, Qi Ming, under the guidance of Mu Yun, never left the refining room. I don't know what the **** is doing!"

"Miao Xianyu only stays at two o'clock and one line in the Holy Pill Pavilion and the Academy's alchemy room every day. What he is doing is unknown!"

Listening to the reports from the people under his hands, Diao Yadong's brows gradually frowned, but after a short while, they slowly opened up.

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