Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2623 Time monument! (2 more)
After entering Little Wu Mountain, Wu Xuan was instructed by Wu Lingbi in his hand to fly directly to one of the golden peaks.

Soon, Wu Xuan discovered a cave within the mountain peak, and found some murals of various shapes on the rock wall of the cave.

And when he saw these murals, Wu Xuan suddenly trembled as if struck by a thunderbolt.

The next moment, Wu Xuan laughed wildly again, "Hahaha, I am indeed the child of luck. On this mural, there is a forbidden curse of illusion! Ancient forbidden curse, hahahaha!"

There were actually twelve branches of the ancient Wu Clan, but now, only eight of them remain.

The twelve ancient branches are: light, darkness, water, fire, ice, wind, thunder, mountain, sound, illusion, space, and time.

The first eight attributes have survived to this day, representing the current Light Witch Clan, Dark Witch Clan, Water Witch Clan, Fire Witch Clan, Wind Witch Clan, Thunder Witch Clan, Frost Witch Clan, and Mountain Witch Clan.

The latter four, sound (magic sound), phantom (illusion), emptiness (space), and time (time), have already disappeared in the long river of history.

And the mural in front of him actually records the forbidden spell of an ancient fantasy clan!

The so-called illusion is the most powerful branch of soul attack among the major branches of witchcraft. It has a clear purpose and specifically attacks the opponent's soul source.

And as a genius of the extreme god race, he has a peak-level golden battle spirit, and with his incomparably powerful divine soul talent, he is absolutely qualified to comprehend this illusory forbidden curse!

Taking a deep breath, he stared at the murals and sat down cross-legged.

Gathering his mind, he began to comprehend the murals on the rock wall.

As long as these murals are successfully comprehended, even if Ling Feng is the first to enter Xiaowu Mountain, so what?

He is still the big winner in the end.

Of course, he didn't know that what Ling Feng got was beyond his imagination.

……

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

On the third day, the heads of the halls mustered up their energy early in the morning and sprinted wildly.

First, Sima Junting, then Zhang Haoran, Ye Wushang, Baili Yunxi and others all climbed to the summit of Dengyuntai one after another.

Until dusk, one after another, there were more than 30 people, all of whom surpassed the previous three-day record.

I have to say that this situation can be called weird, but it is also easy to understand.

There has never been a monster of Ling Feng's level before, which caused tons of excitement to everyone.

Under Ling Feng's stimulation, it was understandable that everyone was scrambling to be the first to burst out to an extraordinary level.

It is worth mentioning that the Ye family siblings and Shentu Xuance are also included in this list.

The moment Ling Feng poked at them really helped them a lot.

As for Tuobayan, she also successfully condensed the silver battle spirit, but because it took a long time to upgrade the battle spirit, she could only be placed at the back of the team.

However, as long as they can reach the top of Climbing Cloud Terrace and enter Xiaowu Mountain within seven days, everyone's starting point is the same.

Of course, Little Wu Mountain has only been opened for about half a month. The sooner you enter, the sooner you will be able to find opportunities in it, and the chances of obtaining inheritance will be slightly higher.

……

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.

On the Yuntai, basically all the warriors have completed the climb and entered the Xiaowu Mountain.

"It's all in."

An elder looked at the empty Dengyun Terrace and breathed a sigh of relief. This time, the situation was much better than before.

In the past, only about [-]% of the people were able to successfully enter, and in the eight major Wu clan sub-temples, there would occasionally be a few unlucky guys who failed to enter the Little Wu Mountain, thus wasting one or two places.

And this time, the entry of all members also means that they will all have the opportunity to comprehend the ancient forbidden curse and witchcraft.

"I don't know who will be No.1 who will leave his name on that monument of time this time."

The second hall master of Mingguang Hall looked at the huge stone tablet next to Dengyun Terrace and sighed.

There is still a large area of ​​blank space on the stone tablet engraved with the three characters "Little Wushan". If you look carefully, you will find a dense string of names on the top of the stone tablet.

This is the magic of this "Ancient Monument of Time". Every genius who enters Xiaowu Mountain has a chance to leave his name on the ancient monument of time.

However, only the genius who won the first place in each session can keep his name on it forever.

Otherwise, every time Little Wushan is opened next time, the name on it will disappear again and become blank again.

And the genius who won the No. 1 was able to leave his name on the top of the monument of time.

On the dense row of names, three characters can be vaguely recognized, Duan Lingtian!
This person is the genius who created the entry record of Mingguang Palace before Ling Feng.

Now, Duan Lingtian is already the youngest great wizard in the Temple of the Witch God.

Therefore, those who can permanently leave their names on the ancient stele of time, without exception, are all immortal heroes!

"Although I don't want to admit it, this No.1 is probably Wu Xuan from the Extreme God Race!"

An old man next to him exuding a cold air said slowly, this person is the elder of the Frost Witch Clan, giving people a feeling of frost that will not melt for thousands of years.

"That's not necessarily the case. Don't forget that there is a disciple of Mingguang Palace who climbed to the top before Wu Xuan."

The elder of Shenlei Temple immediately retorted, "By the way, what's that kid's name?"

"Ling Feng!"

The second hall master stroked his long beard, and said with a smile: "The old man has great confidence in this son, and this No. 1 must belong to him."

"I'm afraid some people's wishes will come true!"

An inconspicuous voice came, but it was an old man in a black robe, who said slightly mockingly: "The first one to reach the top does not mean that he has the highest aptitude, although that kid is lucky enough to condense a colorful fighting spirit." , but in Xiaowu Mountain, it is not possible to get inheritance by relying on battle spirits!"

"lucky?"

The second hall master laughed loudly, "I said Qiu Laogui, you come here with such an open mouth, why don't you get a colorful war spirit to come out and play?"

The black-robed old man called Qiu Laogui was the elder of the Dark Soul Hall. Hearing the words of the second hall master, he suddenly became furious.

Seven-colored fighting spirit, this really doesn't mean that you can have it if you have it.

Not to mention him, even if you look at the entire Temple of the Witch God, there are only a handful of strong men with colorful fighting spirits.

Not to mention, Ling Feng is just a junior!
"Okay, okay, the discussion is the discussion, everyone belongs to the same sect, don't hurt the peace."

An old man in a blue robe next to him smiled and said: "Speaking of which, I have also heard about this young man named Ling Feng. I heard that when your Mingguang Palace recruited new disciples a while ago, it was this little guy who broke Duan Lingtian. Kid's record, right?"

"good."

The second hall master nodded, showing a proud face, "I have a large number of geniuses in the Mingguang hall, and you are not envious of this."

Whether it is Duan Lingtian or Ling Feng today, they are all disciples of the Mingguang Palace, which makes the second palace master very proud.

(End of this chapter)