In the dead silent abyss space, the huge altar seems to have existed eternally, full of the weight and mystery of time.
Xin Zhuo stood quietly under the hideous statue of the evil god, feeling the heavy pressure and hostility coming towards his face, and felt uncomfortable all over his body.
Not far away, ten figures sitting cross-legged were watching silently, with somewhat deliberately concealed expectations and hopes in their eyes.
The world of martial arts is actually very reasonable. There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, and warriors have their own life and death. Even if the amazing warriors can survive for a long time, they must pay some price. For example, when the golden age of martial arts is approaching, those warriors who are born are obviously extremely high. High, but weak and fell to several major realms, and it will take several years or even ten years of hard work to recover.
Another example is that these ten masters with obscure auras who fought against heaven and earth thousands of years ago also need some help to completely get rid of their shackles. To say the least, even if no one helps them, it will take a long time for them to get out, but vitality and freedom are there. Who can bear it in front of me?
Therefore, Xin Zhuo's actions became particularly important at this moment.
Xin Zhuo stood for a full cup of tea before waving his hand, carefully approaching the jade stone on the belly of the evil god statue, and then poured a handful of well water with a faint fishy smell on it.
The hope and expectation in Shi Dao's eyes turned into astonishment. Where did this water come from? Why water?
The young man named Si Ying scolded with sharp eyes: "What do you want to do?"
Xin Zhuo took a few steps back, waiting for Wangyuejing's prompt, and pretended to be "curious" and asked: "I feel... it's a bit dangerous. Will anyone be killed?"
The expressions of the ten people all became gloomy, and then they all showed kind smiles.
The woman who spoke previously had a soft voice, as if coaxing a child and said: "Everything is a smoke barrier. It looks dangerous, but in fact it is not a serious problem. As you said before, life and death of warriors in the world depend on each other for blessings and misfortunes. Your martial realm You broke out on your own. Even if this statue is dangerous, how can it cost your life? How can it stop your determination?
If you want to obtain the supreme inheritance, but you don’t have the courage to face even this possible non-existent danger, how will you face greater opportunities in the future? Do you understand it? "
Si Ying also said: "Opportunities of ten thousand years are really rare, and a sliver of time is easier to pass by. Boy, are you really unwilling to take advantage of this test we have given you?"
Xin Zhuo looked at the well, but still had no reaction, and sighed: "I always feel like you are lying to me!"
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"..."
The ten Yuanji masters were all a little worried and depressed.
The most irritating thing in the world is that something as small as an ant doesn't act according to your wishes and dares to be disobedient and disobedient.
The rebellious man had a bad temper and sneered: "You have no choice, either knock on the evil god statue to get a chance, or die. A mere junior with a shallow martial arts background, you really don't know whether to live or die!"
As he spoke, his body trembled slightly, and an illusory figure floated on its own as if its soul had left the body. Standing high in the sky, with a pointing finger, it was like the rolling waves of the sea. Even the five degenerates of heaven and humans could be crushed to death with one finger.
Xin Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. Do these people have the ability to kill him? Immediately said: "I'm knocking, I'm just not ready, what are you in a hurry for?"
The rebellious man was startled for a moment, and the shadow flew back on its own, with a burst of blood and energy, as if in his current state, he could not take action unless he was in a hurry.
Xin Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief. There was still no movement in Wangyue Well, but the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it, so he had to slowly approach the evil statue again.
At this moment, the waves rolled on the surface of the moon-watching well, and rows of simple and vigorous characters appeared like mirror flowers and water moon——
[Special Sacrifice to Spirits: The 6,800-year-old evil spirit guardian statue contains thousands of vitality, thousands of death, thousands of true qi, and thousands of spiritual qi, contains 67 ancient magical powers, and contains blood-evil suppressing spirits. vitality!
Share: Moderate level!
Note: You can grab it directly!
Note: The content is too complex and majestic and may damage the meridians.
Note: It has the power of forcible indoctrination. The owner of the well needs to be careful. He can forcibly gather the three palaces into Guixu and the thirty-sixth practice Guixu Wuhai! 】
Xin Zhuo's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate. This martial arts realm is like the sublimation of the human body. There are too many things to pay attention to. Warriors all over the world are the same when breaking through and entering the country. They need to take one step at a time. Wangyuejing is not a panacea. It can keep oneself from bottlenecks and reach the highest realm, at least in It is necessary to stabilize before each major realm, just like the Yangshi entering the spiritual platform, which requires the seven emotions and six desires. Once you forcefully enter, you are afraid that the realm will be unstable and you will go crazy. This is similar to some kind of protection mechanism.
Now that the Lingtai realm has entered Hunyuanxu, we need to enter Gui Ruins first and then break through! This Gui Xu can be said to be the biggest change from the beginning of practicing martial arts to the present. It is the practice of San Gong as Gui Xu, turning into Hunyuan Tiancheng, mastering the natural force of heaven, earth and people, and the human body reaches a certain limit.
This process may take tens to hundreds of years. It is said that it took master Liu Qingfeng eighty-three years to complete his journey from the ninth level of Lingtai to Guixu!
Now a statue of a god can be sacrificed to the spirit, and it can be reached in an instant, and it is not too far to break through the Hunyuanxu. This is simply perfect.
He quietly reached out his hand and grabbed it!
【Yuehua:0/100】
[The majestic three-hundred-year-old medieval pure energy]
[The mellow Gui Xu Hun Yuan Qi! 】
[Medieval swordsmanship Evil God Sword Technique! 】
[Heavenly Saint Dao Pattern, available for one strike]
[Evil God’s teleportation power]
Damn it!
Big giveaway!
Xin Zhuo carefully stared at the introduction of Wudao Grab's abilities, and his heart was extremely hot.
"What are you thinking about?"
"What are you going to do, kid?"
There were gloomy scoldings from ten people on both sides.
"It'll be ready soon!"
Xin Zhuo cautiously nodded his finger and absorbed it!
"boom--"
The overwhelming, simple and majestic Qi flows along the surface of the well and instantly enters the body.
A layer of white smoke then entered the body, protecting the three palaces from the constant invasion and forging.
A set of miraculous sword techniques, a tadpole-like line that can almost destroy the world, and a set of escape techniques that are difficult to describe are imprinted in his mind.
This pattern in particular is weird and weird, as if the sword intent that was captured from Wu Hai and Zhao Yizhu in the Land of Bitterness was a one-time use.
Extremely powerful and extremely terrifying.
This is not a coincidence, but Wangyuejing itself seems to sense that the well owner is likely to be in danger of his life, and occasionally produces things that the well owner cannot completely master, but can be used once.
Quite humane!
"You are also a cunning boy. In this case, you should be killed!"
The patience of Si Ying, a young man in brocade clothes, disappeared at this moment, and his eyes once again shone with a dazzling light.
"coming!"
Xin Zhuo immediately replied, and then the Nine Heavens of Lingtai came out with majestic force, clenched his fist, and struck the statue with gesture.
Si Ying and the other ten people breathed a sigh of relief again and stared carefully.
Xin Zhuo's fist had already hit the statue of the evil god, rolling up the power of green and black Tai Chi in a radius of dozens of miles. The scene was very terrifying.
There was a hint of relief in the eyes of the Siying ten people. This boy's combat prowess and strength are indeed outstanding. No wonder he can stand out. Not bad, not bad, I guess...
Just when he thought of this, he saw Xin Zhuo's fist two feet away from the statue of the evil god. He suddenly groaned and flew backwards. A mouthful of old blood spurted out in the middle, and he shouted: "The counterattack is too strong, this junior can't bear it, poof." ——”
This fall, he fell all the way to the teleportation halo.
(End of chapter)
