peerless angel

There is a kind of person in the world who is born to be a king.

The blood of Kunpeng, the ancient true spirit, awakened at the age of three, enlightened at the age of six, and entered the abyss with a sword at the age of nine. No monster race has ever come back from the abyss alive, let alone a nine-year-old child.

Three years later, when others thought he died inside, he returned, still in black, holding a sword, alone, when he was 12 years old, he returned with the strength of the fairyland, and became the strongest genius in the history of the monster race , That year, the first thing he did after his return was to challenge many elders in the clan.

Unbeaten!

Even the third elder in the Immortal Realm was defeated by his sword, unable to resist!

The whole clan was shocked, this is the hope for the rise of the monster clan!

No one knows how strong his real power is, but this is enough to make all the monster races excited. All the monster races believe that Wutian is a gift from heaven, and it is the God sent by the heaven to lead the monster race to punish the human race because of the insatiable greed of human beings. !

Looking at the peerless stele surging with demonic energy, the corner of Wutian's mouth curled up, smiling happily, even wildly, the third?eighth?In his eyes, it was no different from the hundredth trash.

Ant-like things, it's time to tremble.

His knees were slightly bent downwards, but his aura was like a sharp sword out of its sheath, so sharp that it was impossible to look directly at it.

boom!

Flying out like a sword light, no one can describe how fast it is, fast, as fast as an afterimage, when the eyes of all the powers present can catch his body, they are shocked to find...he has already Come to the No.10 position!

One step, listed tenth!

All the strongmen of the human race opened their mouths in shock, this is an absolutely brutal crushing!

At this moment, the fear sleeping deep in the memory was awakened again. This is the second super genius after Moxie, the ancestor of the demon clan. The dominance that Moxie did not complete back then may be seen by this young man, no, He can't even be considered a young man, although his figure is straight, but the childishness in the corners of his eyes has not faded, and people are suddenly awakened, he is only in his twenties! !

Although usually speaking, his talent surpasses Shuiyue, but those who have seen Shuiyue would think that it is at most a little bit higher, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and it was a big mistake!

Ruoshui's pupils shrank into a black spot, no one knew how shocked her heart was at the moment, she was so excited that she couldn't control her breathing, her nostrils contracted more and more quickly, her breathing was as heavy as a bellows, she practiced such an exquisite ancient The secret method, coupled with my talent far surpassing ordinary people since I was a child, and I have practiced for hundreds of years...but I can't even catch up with Wutian's footsteps, the gap is not ordinary!

This means... talents are crushed, and secret techniques are crushed!

She can tolerate inferior talent, after all, after seeing Shuiyue, her psychological endurance in this area has been greatly improved, but it is absolutely unbelievable that there are exercises in the world that surpass that set of ancient secret methods!

How wonderful would that be?

How strong is it to create it?

Where did the Yaozu get it from?

Wu Feng glanced at Ruoshui, a little surprised at her reaction, this Wutian is a demon clan, coupled with the awakened Kunpeng bloodline, the speed of cultivation is self-evident, not to mention the talent is not bad, it is completely normal to have such a performance Yes, but she seemed a little exaggerated in shock?

Qianlun lowered her head, the dragon clan has always raised its head, but at this moment she felt that she was not worthy of being a dragon clan, the great dragon clan is the overlord of heaven and earth, and all living beings, such as humans, gods, immortals, demons, demons, and all living beings look up to them Existence should never be so weak, it must not be so weak!

The blood in her body was trickling, and she felt very harsh. Perhaps the greatest pressure on a person did not come from the outside world, but from his own blood!

She wanted to kill herself, she felt unworthy of having such a body and blood.

But her proud dignity prevented her from doing such a cowardly thing!

In this extreme contradiction, she felt that she was going crazy, but she kept telling herself to be calm. Crazy was just an escape. When her body was trembling violently, a gentle palm patted her. her shoulders.

Gently, pat.

She suddenly fell silent, she looked up and saw this person, those dark and clear eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky, she had never found that a person's gaze could be so deep, charming, calm, but also contained a lot of herself Something she couldn't see through, but there was something she felt... the tranquility of a lake.

She took a deep breath and calmed down completely. Since she has insulted the dragon's body and is already so weak, then... only madness can make her stronger.

Wu Feng smiled slightly, and continued to look up at the magic tablet.

At this time, Wutian had already taken the second step. A magic tablet on the sole of his foot was as light as a piece of paper. Normally, a disciple of the Qi-Entraining Realm without talent could do it, but this is a peerless monument. Watered with the blood of countless immortals and demons, being able to do this under the pull and attack of infinite immortals and demons' evil spirit is enough to move the gods!

The complexions of the three figures on the clouds in the distance have changed. The difference is that the old man in black robe and hooked nose in the middle is showing a gratified and satisfied smile, while the other two have ugly expressions, as if they have eaten bugs.

Fifth, fourth, third!

With this light leap, Wutian flew directly to No.3, and when he came to the name engraved by the white-robed monk Sanjie, the corner of his mouth curled up with contempt, and he stepped on it without any pause. He can borrow strength and it won't affect his performance, but he doesn't care, he wants to tell the human race what is a real genius and what is despair!

Footprints stained with sand were clearly left on the name of Sanjie. The breath of immortals and demons can affect life, but it can't hinder sand and stones. They can only wait for the rain to wash away.

third step!

This time Wutian was not as relaxed as before. The corners of his mouth were slightly tightened, his sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he took a step forward to reach No.2. In this position, the demonic energy entangled in him was already so strong that it was almost substantial. , a dark red light loomed in the demonic energy, as if hiding a vicious demon.

He closed his eyes slightly, opened them again after a short breath, and stepped out quickly with the soles of his feet. One foot!

Just one step away, like heaven and earth.

Everyone can clearly see the sweat on his face, his handsome cheeks are tight, and his muscles are covered with faint blue veins. He is not as chic as before, but no one will despise him, because his feet are the highest point !

the first!

Since ancient times, he is number one!

The people of the human race opened their mouths and forgot to breathe. This moment seemed as long as an era. This scene was dreamlike and somewhat unreal.

It turned out to be the first!

Although the powers of the monster clan know that Wutian is very strong, they are still shocked at this moment, but besides the shock, there is an excitement that is almost obsessed. !

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Wutian's mouth, and his eyebrows were slightly frowned. The pressure here was much more than he imagined, which made him feel a little angry. Since returning from the abyss, he has not been injured. To him It is said that getting the first place is like eating, it is taken for granted, it is easy.

He took a deep breath, and stepped out again, wanting to climb higher, so that those who came after him would never be able to catch up.

puff!

He only took half a step, and the terrifying pressure pressed his body down like a slap in the face. The anger in his eyes became heavier, and the dark pupils flickered with a dark red light. The growler stepped out fiercely. Half the pace!

boom!

It was like a suppressed angry beast, fighting against the heaven and earth. With this step, a lot of blood overflowed from his pores, which had reached the limit of his body. The severe pain made the killing intent in his eyes almost crazy, but he didn't really go crazy. Instead, he quickly engraved his name and slowly floated down the magic tablet.