C67 Nine-nine-nine-one array

The inheritance technique of the Tyrant Body branch could not be recorded, it could only be used to cultivate special methods to draw out cultivation techniques. Only then, one could be considered a inheritor of the Tyrant Body branch.

That technique was given to him by the good friend, the Tyrant Sage, in his previous life. However, he was unable to obtain the inheritance cultivation technique, and furthermore, he had the [stellar vitreous body], which was even better than the [Sky Tyrant Manual].

He had already given the method to draw out the inherited power technique to Luo Feng. As long as Luo Feng experienced the test, he would be able to obtain the Blue Sky Tyrant Manual's cultivation method.

At that time, the inheritor of the Tyrannical Body branch would reappear on the continent. At most a hundred years later, another Body Sage or even a Body Emperor would appear on the continent.

With a sigh, Ling Yun sat cross legged and closed his eyes to continue training. He faintly felt that he was not far from breaking through to the late stage warrior, and his body was at the peak of the first transition.

Strands of the nature's spirit energy were absorbed into his body, divided into two parts. One part was sucked into the Sovereign Pagoda, and the other part was turned into purple primordial spirit energy, which he stored in his Qi Sea. The other part of his body was used to temper his flesh and blood. It exploded between his flesh and blood before slowly healing itself.

Spitting out a mouthful of impure Qi, Lin Xie and the rest had already finished their training. Luo Feng sat to the side and closed his eyes as he cultivated.

"Today's six hours have passed, and the rest of the time is in your hands!" Ling Yun looked at the eight of them and smiled, his eyes full of playfulness, and said.

Hearing this, the young boys and girls' faces became bitter. Their disaster had come, and their captain, in order to not slap himself in front of everyone and learn to bark like a dog, would definitely train them crazily.

Lin Xie glanced at the others provocatively. He was the strongest out of everyone here, and it wouldn't be long before he would break through to become a Martial Master. Once he broke through to Martial Master, his strength would skyrocket and he would be able to defeat any one of the small teams in the second group.

Glancing at Luo Feng who was cultivating with his eyes closed, Lin Xie revealed a look of fear, and faintly revealed a fighting intent. Amongst the eighty-one people, only Luo Feng posed the greatest threat to him.

Laughing weirdly, he waved at the eight team members behind him and brought them to a corner of the grass. The other team leaders looked at each other and also brought their teams to the side to train, they didn't dare to relax.

Ling Yun looked at Lin Xie's back, and the corner of his mouth raised into a teasing smile. He obviously knew what Lin Xie was thinking, but how could he, Ling Yun, make such a low level mistake?

Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes, which were filled with blood veins, and looked at his teammates. He said hoarsely, "Follow behind Lin Xie and the rest and train as they wish, whoever dares to be lazy will have twice the amount of training. Don't even think about sleeping at night!"

After which, he slowly closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.

The eight members looked at each other, and in the end, ran towards Lin Xie's place helplessly.

Seeing the eight people that were running towards him, Lin Xie's face immediately darkened, this was a thief! He could not help but look at Ling Yun, but seeing that Ling Yun did not say anything, he could only glare at him helplessly.

"Eighty-one people. Coincidentally, we can cultivate this formation." Ling Yun said softly, his eyes narrowing slightly. "The 99th round of the battle formation just so happens to be the one that needs to be started from the beginning. It's the most suitable for them."

He had occasionally acquired this formation in his past life, and it was a very special one.

He did not know what level it was. The reason it was special was because this battle formation could be upgraded, but he had to start training it from the third step.

Moreover, there was a limit to the number of people. At the beginning, it was divided into nine parts, and in the end, the nine teams became one.

In his' past life ', he had grasped quite a few battle formations, and even had a few at the seventh step. How could he have the heart to train a new team?

However, he had a feeling that this 99-90% return to 1 battle formation was not simple, and had endless profound mysteries.

With a thought, a few scrolls appeared in his hand, along with a pen. Holding the brush in his hand, he took a deep breath. The tip of the brush flickered with a weak light, and a slight spiritual force fluctuation was transmitted.

The tip of the pen lightly touched the scroll, and with the movement of the dragon snake, a special mysterious pattern quickly appeared on the scroll. It looked like a Nine Palace Diagram, and there were also a few lines of small characters that were sparkling.

"Hu!"

Ling Yun let out a light breath as he looked at the nine scrolls in front of him with satisfaction.

Looking up at the sky, the sun had already set. On the grass, it was a 'bustling' scene. He had a purgatory look.

Eighty one figures dressed in black heavy armor clothes were training on the grass, as if they didn't know how tired they were.

They could do nothing about it. They wanted to rest but did not dare to. The ferocious expression of their captain scared them so much that their bodies trembled.

Ling Yun nodded his head in gratification, and walked to the row of unmanned wooden piles that had a dark golden luster.

This wooden stake was not made from any ordinary tree. Instead, it was made from a special kind of wood ? ? Black Steel Wood. It was as hard as iron.

Even Martial Masters could not easily break it. Warriors could only leave shallow marks on it.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Yun's face turned solemn. He bent his five fingers and clenched them into a fist, which then smashed onto a wooden stake that was made from black iron wood with the sound of the wind blowing. A loud exploding sound immediately rang out, attracting the attention of the training Teenage girls.