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　　"Is this the supernatural power of the headmaster?"

　　"Amazing!"

　　Wang Hao whispered, his eyes were full of admiration and awe!

　　"I want to practice hard, and I can't live up to the cultivation of the headmaster." Wang Hao vowed secretly.

　　After he packed up, he began to practice.

　　Looking around, I saw that he was practicing a strange boxing technique.

　　This kind of boxing looks unremarkable, just like the ordinary body forging boxing of mortals.

　　However, Wang Hao was not discouraged in the slightest, and practiced the boxing technique side by side, with a firm light flashing in his eyes.

　　This set of boxing is naturally the [Ancient God Boxing]!

　　When the Ancient God Fist began to practice, the progress was very slow and the power was very limited.

　　But once you find resonance with practice, your power will be greatly enhanced and you will be invincible!

　　Being able to name this boxing technique after the ancient gods, one can imagine how terrifying the power of this boxing technique is.

　　However, this boxing method has a drawback, that is, it needs to be practiced over and over again.

　　Fortunately, Wang Hao is the son of luck of the mortal cultivator, and he has a firm mind.

　　This ancient god fist technique is no longer suitable for him.

　　Along with practicing the Ancient God Fist, Wang Hao breathed out a dragon-like white air from his nose and mouth, which was extremely miraculous.

　　His breathing seemed to contain a mysterious rhythm.

　　Yes, this is the [Dao-level breathing method]!

　　Originally, Wang Hao belonged to the son of luck. If he added [Daoji Breathing Technique] and [Ancient God Fist Technique], it would be even more powerful.

　　.......

　　Soon, three days passed.

　　During the past three days, Xu Mo has been practicing in seclusion.

　　"Finally... Breakthrough from the late stage of absorbing the energy to the early stage of the sea of ​​​​qi." Xu Mo slowly opened his eyes, golden light flowed in his eyes, and his body exuded a rolling momentum.

　　Three days ago, he was still in the early stage of body quenching.

　　Three days later, he had already reached the initial stage of the Qi Sea Realm, and had crossed two great realms!

　　This cultivation speed is enough to make the outside world stunned.

　　"Ding, the sect senses that the host has broken through the realm, and is in a good mood, and takes the initiative to offer you [Headmaster Coercion]."

　　"The inheritance tower senses the host's breakthrough, and the spirit is shocked. It presents [Enlightenment Futon] and [Sacred Spirit Sword] for you."

　　"Shen Gongfeng is not willing to be left behind, and hastily created a set of [Tongtian Sacred Armor] for you."

　　After hearing the system's voice, Xu Mo was stunned for a moment, then a little excited.

　　I have to say, this sect is too sensible and arrogant.

　　After he broke through the realm, various sect buildings rushed to send magic weapons.

　　Hmm, very good.

　　"[Headmaster Coercion], can I release a powerful breath and make the warriors awe?"

　　"Very good. It fits the style of the headmaster."

　　Xu Mo was very satisfied.

　　"Enable [Headmaster Coercion]!"

　　Immediately, Xu Mo could clearly sense that a domineering aura was released from his body!

　　This momentum directly shook the main peak to the point of trembling slightly, as if it were about to collapse at any time.

　　Xu Mo hurriedly adjusted the [Headmaster Coercion] to the minimum.

　　With this skill, Xu Mo can adjust the momentum of his body at any time, which is not too convenient.

　　In the future, he only needs to release the momentum on his body, and he can make those Tianjiao kneel and worship.

　　Immediately afterwards, Xu Mo began to check the few magic weapons he had just obtained in the system.

　　"[Enlightenment futon], a low-level fairy-level magic weapon, sitting on the enlightenment futon to practice, not only can avoid the breeding of inner demons, but also can accelerate the speed."

　　"[Sword of the Holy Spirit], a medium-level fairy-level magic weapon, with great power, once it is sacrificed, the world will lose its color, and it can split the world!"

　　"[Tongtian Sacred Armor], a medium-level fairy-level magic weapon, top-level defense, and can be hard-hit by a land fairy."

　　"My darling, they are all good babies."

　　Xu Mo said happily.

　　Magical treasures are classified according to their level, from low to high: Magical Artifacts, Treasures, Spiritual Artifacts, Dao Artifacts, Immortal Artifacts, Sacred Artifacts, Innate Spiritual Treasures, Primordial Spirit Treasures, Chaos Spirit Treasures, and Primordial Treasures.

　　Each level is further divided into lower, middle, upper, and best.

　　An immortal-level magic weapon is enough to be used as a magic weapon for some major sects.

　　A large sect has an immortal artifact, which is enough to be proud of.

　　Now, Xu Mo has obtained three fairy-level magic weapons at one time! !

　　Nice guy, straight up nice guy.

　　At this time, Xu Mo took out the three magic weapons in turn.

　　[Sacred Spirit Sword] Cheering up and down, he let out a crisp sword cry, as if he was celebrating his birth.

　　The sword body is like a ray of light, constantly flying around Xu Mo's body.

　　Xu Mo is wearing the [Tongtian Sacred Armor], his face is resolute and handsome, and the Sacred Armor exudes a tyrannical and domineering aura, which makes people dare not look directly, like an ancient god descending from the nine heavens!

　　In front of him, a delicate futon floated out of thin air, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.

　　In the sky above the entire Xuantian Sect, a vision of heaven and earth appeared again, announcing the birth of an immortal weapon!

　　Wang Hao, who was practicing boxing, raised his head and glanced at the sky.

　　His expression was indifferent, and he continued to practice [Ancient God Fist Technique].

　　From time to time, Master Headmaster would make big noises, and he was used to it.

　　.................

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Chapter 6

　　"Let me see how Wang Hao has changed in these three days." Xu Mo murmured.

　　He opened the system sect map.

　　I saw Wang Hao on a flat ground, practicing the [Ancient God Fist Technique] over and over again.

　　The boxing technique is extremely ordinary, without the slightest power.

　　but,

　　Wang Hao was not discouraged or frustrated in the slightest, his eyes were firm, and he practiced tirelessly.

　　It's as if the boxing technique is all of him!

　　At the same time, his breathing was very rhythmic, making a low, dull sound.

　　For the past three days, in addition to eating and sleeping, Wang Hao has been practicing boxing.

　　He could not live up to the high expectations and cultivation of the headmaster.

　　"Cultivation of [Ancient God Fist Technique] requires great perseverance."

　　"Wang Hao, as the son of luck of the mortal cultivator, [Ancient Divine Fist Technique] is simply tailor-made for him."

　　Xu Mo said with satisfaction.

　　Seeing that Wang Hao didn't slack off, he felt relieved.

　　"Ding, after the sect felt that there was only one disciple under the sect, it was a little anxious, and took the initiative to send you a Tianjiao disciple with great luck."

　　"Click on the [Disciple of Luck] template, and a son of Luck will come to worship the mountain gate."

　　The cold voice of the system was remembered in Xu Mo's mind.

　　"I wipe?"

　　"Another Tianjiao disciple with great luck?"

　　"The sect is too ambitious and sensible, which makes me embarrassed."

　　Xu Mo murmured.

　　While speaking, he stretched out his hand and clicked on the [Disciple of Luck] template.

　　........

　　At the same time, Xuantian Sect was tens of thousands of miles away.

　　Deep in the mountains of [-].

　　A young man with a handsome face and extraordinary temperament is hiding in a corner.

　　His brows were tightly wrinkled, his expression alert and alert, and a trace of exhaustion and anger appeared in his eyes.

　　On his finger, there is a ring with a simple shape and a faint luster.

　　The young man's name is Xiao Feng, and he is avoiding the pursuit of his enemies.

　　"Senior, how many enemies are left?" Xiao Feng said in a low voice.

　　"There's one more, be careful, he's here." There was a slight fluctuation in the ring, and the voice was cold.

　　"Okay." Xiao Feng's expression became colder.