Creating a Civilization: Beginning with Budo University

Chapter 172
"Brother Su." Yu Canglan frowned slightly.

"The calamity of martial arts is so fierce, is it possible for the tribe to survive?"

The catastrophe of breaking the realm of a mere King Dao Realm can be compared with the Supreme Realm if you feel it carefully.

As far as the power of thunder is concerned, I am afraid that ordinary kings are at the peak of their way, so they have to weigh themselves, whether they can withstand this thunder disaster.

Even if you really want to go through this catastrophe, you have to make proper preparations, otherwise if you make a slight mistake, you will die and become a touch of ashes under the power of the catastrophe.

Namo Luo pondered for a moment, and said in a concentrated voice: "The primordial universe ranks among the great thousand worlds, but there are only less than a hundred great avenues. The way of life is the most common, and it is also the easiest way to practice."

"But for our ancient clan, the way of practice that each clan embarks on is the power of a great way."

"For example, my demon clan embarks on the way of magic, the immortal clan walks on the way of immortality, the god clan walks on the way of gods, the spirit clan practices the vitality of heaven and earth to transform spirits, the dragon clan of the four holy clans follow the way of innate Yimu, the phoenix clan uses the way of innate fire, and the white tiger clan The innate way of Gengjin, Xuanwu is the innate way of sunflower water"

"There are other ten thousand clans, the Qilin clan has the five elements, but the main clan uses the innate way to protect the soil."

"Each family has inherited the ancient inheritance from the ancient ancestors, and began to practice the power of the great way, the ninth-level kingly way of breaking the realm, and the power of calamity has never been so terrifying."

"It seems that the way of martial arts is probably far better than the way of our clan."

Speaking of this, Mo Luo's eyes flashed with eagerness, and he asked slowly: "Brother Su, if I want to inherit martial arts, can I?"

Surprise flashed in the eyes of the quasi-emperors of many ancient martial arts clans.

Although martial arts are very strong, many quasi-emperors don't feel that their own clan's way of cultivation is much worse than martial arts.

The strength of a state-breaking catastrophe does not mean that this way is very powerful. No matter what the way is, after all, it is a person who is practicing. All clans firmly believe that the way of their own clan can also be so powerful
It may not be possible to attract such a large-scale tribulation force, but it is still no problem to strengthen one's own way, and it is not impossible to match the martial arts.

However, Namoluo seeks the inheritance of martial arts, is it because he wants to switch to martial arts to make up for his own decline?

But now, for him, finding a chance quickly and proving the Dao as the Great Emperor is the real thing. Even if he switches to martial arts, it may be difficult for him to cultivate to the quasi-emperor state in a short period of time before starting to overcome the Great Emperor's calamity, right?
Su Ran pondered slightly, nodded slowly and said, "Yes!"

"Inheritance of martial arts, my family has a magic school of martial arts, which can transform Qi and blood into devil energy, and evolve into the supreme demon martial ancestor, which can be given to brother Mo Luo to practice!"

"However, the inheritance of this Dao is now trapped in the Starry Sky Tomb of our family. It will take more than three years before the Starry Sky Tomb can be opened. At that time, brother Mo Luo can enter the tomb and try to get the magic door martial arts!"

"I have only one method here, which is the foundation of the martial arts of the Demon Sect. Brother Mo Luo can try to practice it!"

A pitch-black crystal appeared in Su Ran's hand, and a stream of pure devilish energy emanated, and the deep devilish energy was like a poison that seduces the mind.
But as soon as he saw it, Namo Luo's expression was slightly dull, and his soul and body trembled violently. Looking at the crystallization of demonic energy, it was as if he saw a supreme avenue reaching the sky, which made it difficult for him to hide his desire.

"Momomen Martial Arts" Namo Luo suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

"It's such a pure demonic energy, even the Demon Emperor of our clan, the demonic energy cultivated in the way of the devil, is also incomparable."

"The Martial Arts of the Demon Sect was very prominent in our clan back then. A Martial Emperor went deep into a foreign land to fight and killed three great emperors of the same land before he died of exhaustion. That battle can be said to have killed the great emperor of a foreign land so frighteningly." Su Ran said lightly. talking.

After receiving the crystal, the power of Namoro's soul surged, and a message sank into the soul.

Immediately, a dense energy of demonic energy and blood began to be born. Using the energy and blood of Zhundi to cultivate the power of martial arts, even if it is only the foundation of a demonic martial art, is enough for Namo Luo to cultivate to a very high level.
Martial arts qi and blood are bubbling, and he breaks into the extraordinary in an instant, Namo Luo feels a little surprised.

The demons are physically strong, even the dragons are not afraid of them, they dare to fight with them, and they are still in the realm of quasi-emperor, so their physical bodies are even more tyrannical.

But even so, once the qi and blood were gathered, the moment he stepped into the body forging, his physical fitness actually improved a little
Immediately, the gods opened their eyes, and the energy and blood gushed out from the nine great gods like a torrent, rushing through Namo Luo's body, and his physique was a little bit stronger, but it has reached this point
But it can't go any further, the basics of the magic martial arts can only reach so far.

"The power of martial arts is better than that of our clan's demonic arts," Namo Luo said lightly.

"What?" Yu Canglan couldn't believe it.

The way of magic is a supreme avenue that is not inferior to the way of immortality.
But now, Namo Luo just experienced the basics of martial arts, and felt that the magic way is not as good as one of the branches of martial arts, Momen martial arts.
Namo Luo glanced at Yu Canglan lightly, and whispered with frowned eyebrows: "If there is a follow-up method of the Demon Sect Martial Arts, within a hundred years, I have the confidence to break through the realm in one fell swoop and step into the realm of the Great Emperor, even if it is a catastrophe of breaking the realm."

"I am also [-]% sure that it can be broken, and I will prove it with all my strength!"

"The calamity of the decline of the Dao. The power of the Martial Dao can be solved"

whoosh..
Namo Luo suddenly raised his head, stared at Su Ran with burning eyes, and said in a solemn voice:

"Brother Su, the tomb of the starry sky is opened, and foreign lands attack our world. Namora is willing to guard the battlefield for thousands of years with one body, and only asks for the magic martial arts!"

"Brother Mo Luo is serious." Su Ran sighed softly, and whispered helplessly: "I once passed on the Martial Arts inheritance of the Martial Emperor, but I can teach it in private. If Brother Mo Luo has that fate."

"Of course, I can go to the Tomb of the Starry Sky to find opportunities. If the fate is not enough, there is nothing I can do."

"Momen Martial Emperor, when I was born, Wudi had already fallen in a foreign battlefield, and the only inheritance has not been seen for thousands of years, and there has never been another Momen Martial Emperor born after me."

"Okay, I will wait for the day when the inheritance is born!" Namo Luo's eyes were extremely shining.

Originally thought that he could only wait for death, but under the great power of martial arts, there was such a slight relief, how could Mo Luo not be excited.

Anyone is fine, even if they have already seen through the catastrophe of life and death, who is willing to die if they can live?
Moreover, now there is not only the hope of not dying, but even the possibility of proving the Dao of the Great Emperor, Namo Luo felt that he deserved to die even more, since Ji Wushang, who was regarded as his own generation back then, had also proclaimed the Dao.

The current self must also prove the Tao in order to relieve the regrets in his heart.

In the forbidden world, the aura of the catastrophe of breaking the realm is becoming more and more magnificent, and even the power of several catastrophes is connected with each other, and it has been upgraded several levels.
Some alien creatures who felt hopeless, and were topped also began to try to break through the situation, hooking up the power of the catastrophe, and attacking with the posture of committing suicide and injuring the enemy by [-]. Even though Shangguan Longwu and others are powerful, they couldn't help but be severely injured .

"Old Yao, can you break through?" Blood spilled from the corner of Song Long's mouth.
The atmosphere of the Primordial Primal Realm permeates the small world of the Forbidden Region, surrounded by burials of corpses, including the creatures of all races in the original universe, as well as creatures from other lands.

In another small world, Yao Qingshan was full of evil spirits, staring at the next small world with a cold expression.
"No. We don't have enough background. If we continue to break through, we will exhaust our potential ahead of time. In the future, we may only stop at the myth of martial arts."

"But even in the extraordinary realm of the Hunyuan Realm, we warriors should be invincible"

"That's right, I am invincible." Ye Naihuo broke his arm, bared his teeth and said with a grinning smile, "Today, let the foreigner see how invincible we martial arts people are when we go crazy!"

"Kill, kill, kill!" With a roar, the power of Qi and blood in his body surged again, and Ye Naihuo rushed into a small world, smashing an eighth-order creature from a foreign land with a single blow
Afterwards, heaven and earth rewards. The moment of breaking the arm is rebirth, holding sticks in both hands, the blood explodes again, and it is another rush
An extraordinary creature of ten thousand races seemed to be infected, and became more and more crazy. When they fought, they would completely harm themselves by eight hundred and strangle their opponents by one thousand.
　How about a monthly pass? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)