My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

Love is like a strong medicine, it can change a person's mind, make the weak become brave, make the rational become emotional, and make the ordinary become special.

Mu Fusheng is a living example.

Before, even the eldest brother couldn't change him. Every time Mu Fusheng followed Ye Qiubai and Xiaohei, they were forced to cause trouble and then handle it carefully.

So now it is Mu Fusheng who actively wants to solve the incident in a high-profile way.

Hearing Mu Fusheng's words.

Even Xiaohei couldn't help but sigh, "I never imagined that the pastor brother would say such a thing."

Jiuxuan looked at Jiu Bailu and said, "Imperial sister... It seems that Brother Mu has deep feelings for you."

However, at this time, Jiu Bailu was staring at Mu Fusheng's back, as if in his eyes, there was only him in this world.

Even the surrounding voices disappeared.

She understood his character, but now he said such words and did such things for her... How could she not be moved?

Who said that icebergs will not be moved?

It's just that she hasn't met the person who can make her emotional.

Hearing Mu Fusheng's words, Ji Yang sneered: "Want the third place on the Cangxuan list? Then let's see if you have the ability."

At this point, Ji Yang's figure directly flew out of the hall and came to the sky above the hall.

"It's too narrow here, come out and fight!"

Mu Fusheng smiled lightly and followed him.

As the two left the hall, the others immediately followed.

They all wanted to see how well this unknown man could fight Ji Yang, who was ranked third on the Cangxuan list, the son of the Qibao Holy Sect, and had multiple halos.

Ji Yang stared at Mu Fusheng, feeling his aura of having just survived the first level of thunder tribulation, and couldn't help but sneer: "Do you want me to suppress my realm? Otherwise, others will say that I won unfairly."

Mu Fusheng looked at Ji Yang and asked: "You have survived the fifth level of thunder tribulation, right?"

Ji Yang: "So what?"

"I mean you don't have to suppress your realm. If you are not crushed in your prime, it will be meaningless."

As he spoke, Mu Fusheng spread his hands, and the power of ancient divine thunder began to swirl and flicker around Mu Fusheng.

Xuanyin Purple Thunder, Tianxie Divine Thunder, Liujiu Tianlei, Taiji Yinyang Righteous Divine Thunder, Xiaowuxing Hunyuan Divine Thunder, Dawuxing Extinction Divine Thunder and Zixiao Divine Thunder.

But, it's not just that.

As the ancient divine thunder slowly emerged, a thunder light pattern emerged at the center of Mu Fusheng's eyebrows.

In the light pattern, a destructive thunder force slowly condensed out!

The eighth ancient divine thunder, Dutian Divine Thunder!

With the emergence of the eight ancient divine thunders.

Mu Fusheng's aura seemed to have broken through some kind of limitation, and it began to surge from the aura that had originally survived the first level of thunder tribulation!

In the shocked and solemn eyes of Ji Yang and others, Mu Fusheng's aura was actually comparable to Ji Yang's!

They also reached the aura of the fifth level of thunder tribulation!

At this point.

Mu Fusheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the soul fire appeared between his eyebrows!

The soul aura began to control the eight ancient divine thunders and roam around him, and then turned into a dragon!

The ancient saint stood next to Xiao Hei and asked: "What level has he reached now? I always feel that it is not his full strength now."

Xiao Hei smiled and said: "That's not clear, but the Holy Son of the Seven Treasures Holy Sect probably can't force the full strength of the pastor brother?"

The ancient saint nodded in agreement.

He thought so too.

The elder of the Seven Treasures Holy Sect looked at this scene and frowned slightly: "Ancient divine thunder... One person can actually control eight kinds of ancient divine thunder, no wonder he has the confidence to provoke the Holy Son."

"No... It's not just the breath of ancient divine thunder." Another elder's face was solemn, as if he had discovered something, staring at the thunder dragon formed by the eight ancient divine thunders around Mu Fusheng.

"This breath... is the power of thunder!"

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of the people around him shrank sharply.

Thunder?

Isn't that the power of heaven? Why does it appear on a cultivator?

The dean of the Hunling Academy couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "It's really a monster. I have never heard of anyone who can control the power of thunder for his own use."

The head of the Mo family also nodded, his eyes full of relief.

He understood that the person who let Mu Fusheng master the power of thunder was definitely Lu Changsheng.

Only he could help his disciples reach this step.

Of course, Mu Fusheng's own talent is also very terrifying, otherwise he would not be able to master thunder.

Mu Fusheng looked at Ji Yang calmly and said, "If it was me in the past, I would not give others the chance to attack first... But it's different now. I'll let you attack first and then defeat you. This seems more convincing."

If Ye Qiubai and the others heard Mu Fusheng's words here, they would probably rub their eyes and ask.

Who are you, buddy?

Hurry up and give Mu Fusheng back!

Ji Yang's face was gloomy, "Don't be so arrogant..."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand, and in his palm, a seven-treasure seal appeared.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Hei frowned slightly.

It was the same technique used by the person from the Seven Treasures Holy Sect.

I remember it was called the Seven Treasures Holy Technique, the Seven Treasures Seal...

Ji Yang shouted, and the Seven Treasures Seal floated in the palm of his hand and blasted towards Mu Fusheng!

"Lianxu Seal!"

Suddenly, Mu Fusheng seemed to be surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.

A huge seal turned into a furnace, covering him, as if trying to refine him.

Mu Fusheng did not retreat or avoid, watching the scene coldly, and ignored the waves of fire that were sweeping around him.

His body just shook slightly.

All around him, there were talismans sweeping out!

With Mu Fusheng as the center, the circles of talismans released destructive lightning, isolating the waves of fire.

At the same time, Mu Fusheng raised his head, looked at the furnace suppressing him, and gently raised his hand.

"Xuan Yin Zi Lei." He whispered in a low voice.

On the left side of Mu Fusheng, the purple thunder dragon seemed to have received Mu Fusheng's instructions, and rushed towards the furnace with bursts of dragon roars!

Rumble!

Purple lightning continued to splash!

The alchemy furnace that covered the sky and the sun had no chance to resist, and it didn't fight with the Xuanyin purple thunder for long before it was smashed into pieces by the purple thunder dragon!

Mu Fusheng took back the Xuanyin purple thunder, and the sea of ​​fire around him gradually dissipated. Ji Yang's ugly face appeared in Mu Fusheng's sight again.

"If it were before, I would definitely take advantage of the victory and not give you any chance to fight back."

Mu Fusheng frowned frivolously, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.

"But now, continue to use whatever tricks you have, while I still have patience."