The sound of the dragon's roar echoed, and the smoke clouds rolled in.
Chen Xiu's footsteps fell between the Tai Chi diagrams, and lines like water ripples spread out.
The stream of light flashed by, and the first thing that caught the eye was a heavy sword.
Simple and solid, as if made of black bronze.
The blade of the sword has no edge, is large and ingenious, and reflects a bright red color that is almost like blood.
While staring at the long sword, Chen Xiu's ears suddenly heard a roar that shook the sky, as if there were thousands of troops standing in front of him.
That chilling, heavy breath came to him.
At this moment, he felt that what he was facing was not a peerless heavy sword.
Rather, it is a peerless and powerful army that is invincible in every battle, conquers every attack, and takes victory in every battle! !
The overwhelming blood energy and the terrifying fighting spirit!
Even though they are separated by thousands of years, they are still scary enough!
"This is the first generation of 'Tiangang', a divine general from the ancient dynasty who was invincible in every battle. He held a heavy sword in his life and destroyed six kingdoms."
The Taoist's voice sounded at the right moment: "He is following the path of an ancient military strategist."
military commander?
Chen Xiu slightly raised his eyebrows: "I remember, that's one of the hundreds of schools of thought, right? Raise a thousand troops, have a fighting spirit, and have an unparalleled fighting spirit! On the battlefield, the power of thousands of people is gathered in oneself."
The Taoist nodded slightly.
Ancient military strategist.
Chen Xiu shook his head helplessly.
Although the military strategist is indeed strong, but he is alone, where can he train those thousands of troops?
What's more, he still has cold poison in his body and his lifespan is not long.
The general situation of a military strategist, whether it is a battle formation or murderous intent, all require time to accumulate.
Chen Xiu looked to the side.
This is a Fangtian painted halberd!
It looks quite heavy, weighing more than two feet!
The cold blade is like a crescent moon, and the gun body is like a dragon!
Endless evil spirits are coming to the sky!
In the sky, he turned into a giant beast that swallowed up the heaven and the earth!
"What a strong evil spirit!!"
Chen Xiu murmured slightly.
"This is the third generation of 'Tiangang', a prince in troubled times! With the appearance of a tiger and a wolf, holding a Fangtian painted halberd, and a horse neighing at his feet, he dominates the world and is almost unmatched by anyone!"
The Taoist spoke calmly, as if telling a story: "He followed the Shura path of body refining and supreme evil spirit. He struck the sky with a halberd and suppressed the heroes! It's a pity that he was stubborn and died miserably in the end!"
The way to refine the body, and the supreme evil spirit!
Chen Xiu's eyes shined brighter and brighter.
His "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu" has now been completed, and he is worried that he has no way to refine his body!
Moreover, the method of condensing the supreme evil energy may be able to blend with my own Netherworld cold energy.
"My suggestion is that it is best not to choose the third generation of 'Tiangang'." The extremely quiet Taoist suddenly spoke.
Chen Xiu looked slightly sideways and said respectfully: "Senior, please explain!"
The Taoist points his finger, and the evil spirit gathers!
The shadow of the ferocious beast solidified!
It is quite humanoid, but has pale hair all over its body.
Chen Xiu felt his mouth was dry and the breath all over his body seemed to be boiling at this moment!
"Use the supreme evil spirit to transform the world into a drought monster, and while it is devouring the vitality of the world, it is also consuming your own life. As a 'fish', you don't have much life, and you can't afford to consume it. If you accept the inheritance, there is a high possibility of failure!"
The Taoist explained rather gently.
No wonder...
After Chen Xiu thought for a moment, he sighed slowly.
His life is indeed short, and he still has a chance to make a decision.
"From a skill point of view, the third generation of Tiangang is not suitable for you either."
"After all, I can see that you also have a way to cultivate your body. If the skills overlap, your identity will be easily exposed when you travel around the world in the future."
There was a bit of elder-like severity in the Taoist's words: "Tiangang, Tiansha, Thunder General, and Sanxian are all mortal enemies of each other. If you practice the 'Tiangang' method, which is similar to the main method, then It’s easy to be identified.”
Chen Xiu felt cold for no reason.
He didn't want it to happen after a night of seclusion.
What greets him is countless enemies!
"The third……"
Chen Xiu rubbed his chin and thought for a while.
This is a compass.
When it rotates, it disturbs the four phases of wind, fire, water and earth between heaven and earth!
Mysterious and unpredictable, it seems to be hidden between heaven and earth.
"This is the fourth generation of 'Tiangang', who holds an important position in the dynasty. He once watched the world, calculated all the affairs of the world, and wrote the "Burial Sutra", which is still the supreme secret method in the eyes of countless Qi refiners! In the world, it is known as 'Nothing is left out'! However, he is a pure Qi practitioner."
The Taoist spoke responsibly.
Qigator?
Chen Xiu shook his head decisively.
Nowadays, his martial arts has not yet reached the highest level, and he has no time to practice the Qi method as well.
Moreover, Chen Xiu is very self-aware of himself. He is definitely a peerless genius who can practice both martial arts and Qi refining.
"There's only one left..."
Chen Xiu pursed his lips slightly and focused on the last place!
What comes into view is the Dragon-Devouring Yanyue Sword stained with golden blood!
The dark gold sword is one foot and three feet long!
The blood is overwhelming and the power is unparalleled!
There is a somewhat sacred and pure feeling in the golden blood!
There was even a hint of sadness in Chen Xiu's heart.
"It's actually a sword stained with the blood of a Buddhist monk!"
Chen Xiu's pupils were condensed.
Destroy the Buddha!
It was the emperor in the troubled times of the previous dynasty who was once called the "enemy of Buddha"!
He killed countless people in his life, worshiping the Tao and destroying the Buddha!
"This Martial Emperor is the fifth generation of 'Tiangang' and the last one. He killed Yama, destroyed living Buddhas, and called himself a demon, but to the people of the world, he is considered a wise king!"
The Taoist stared at Chen Xiu and slowly said: "How about it, have you made your choice?"
Chen Xiu did not speak, but asked in a deep voice: "I really want to know who the second generation of 'Tiangang' is!"
He remembered clearly that there were five generations of "Tiangang Stars".
"The second generation of 'Tiangang', we don't have his inheritance!" The Taoist said quietly: "That person is the one who once slayed the dragon in the world, and was undefeated in the three battles with the Red Emperor..."
His words suddenly stopped.
Looking at Chen Xiu almost in disbelief, there was a hint of incredible emotion in his words for the first time: "You, what is that on you??"
Chen Xiu's palm slowly moved away!
It's that broken blade!
At this moment, endless thunder light swept down from the sky!
The broken blade bloomed in the vast sea of thunder, and turned into a sword of nothingness in the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram!
When the sword was completed, the huge palace trembled! !
The blue dragon even let out a roar that was almost like crying!
Thousands of thunders roared, and the sky changed color.
"I won the jackpot..."
Chen Xiu grinned and spread his fingers slightly.
"Little friend, this broken blade in your hand may be in line with the inheritance of the second generation of 'Tiangang'! However, the key to this inheritance may need to be refined by yourself! After all, this knife has no entity, do you want to Clear!"
The old man spoke very solemnly.
"Since I have it, I want the strongest one."
Chen Xiu decisively grasped the Thunder Knife, and a surge of heaven's domineering intention poured into his heart.
The Taoist looked at the figure bathed in thunder light and said slowly: "The second day of Tiangang, the best of the thirty-six Tiangangs in ancient times!"
"The unparalleled overlord!"
