Supreme Training System

Chapter 392 Small Silver Pagoda
The third Patriarch, who was sleeping on the ninth floor, also woke up from the fossil state.

He still doesn't understand what happened in the Inheritance Trial Tower?
I saw a hazy figure appearing on the ninth floor.

Seeing Zhao Xing's appearance, the real body of the third Patriarch was obviously very shocked.

"Who are you? How could you appear here without any blood of the Yue family?"

The third Patriarch shouted in a deep voice.

His shock came from the unknown.

The appearance of a martial artist without any bloodline power in the inheritance trial tower is enough to prove that everything in the inheritance tower is out of control.

For a calculating martial artist, he is very clear about what it means to lose control.

It is even possible that one careless move will lead to the end of the soul flying away.

"You don't know who I am? I'm impressed with you."

A cold light flashed in Zhao Xing's eyes.

Then, the voice was a little cold: "Our third Patriarch, hasn't he already lost his soul?"

On the face of the third Patriarch, a flash of unbearable horror flashed across his face.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something.

"You devoured a little bit of my thoughts, even if you were smashed to pieces, you will be killed here."

There are deep secrets hidden in everyone's heart.

These secrets are the taboo of warriors.

And in the heart of the third Patriarch, there was a bit of dirty thought.

Once known, it will not only become notorious.

It's like a pillar of shame that can never be washed away.

At the same time, for the third Patriarch, that little thought, although it is only an insignificant little source.

However, for a warrior who has stepped into the realm of martial arts.

But extremely important.

If you can't swallow the origin of this point again.

Even if he was able to take away a Yue family warrior with pure blood power, his achievements would stop at the realm of divine martial arts.

It can definitely become an eternal pain in the heart of a warrior.

"The rotten will be buried!"

At this time, any cumbersome skills are superfluous.

It is not only suitable for kendo.

Anything can be summed up.

A punch, just a punch.

The third Patriarch has been sleeping for countless years, and his strength has been weakened to the extreme.

And all the means he relied on to control the inheritance tower were through the power of blood, so that the warriors of the Yue family had no ability to resist at all.

And what about Zhao Xing?

The blood power of the Yue family has been completely deprived.

For the power of the third Patriarch, it is completely shielded.

And the pure power of Zhao Xing is the nemesis of the power of the soul.

No matter how cruel the third Patriarch was.

In Zhao Xing's eyes, he was just an ant.

Easily, the opponent has been severely injured.

"Impossible! You are just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, how can you be so powerful?"

The third Patriarch has experienced the Silver Age when martial arts flourished.

Even in the era when all the talents came out, Zhao Xing's current achievements were enough to shock people's hearts.

"It must be the arrival of the great era, the era of the reunification of the Tianyuan Great World. This can definitely be regarded as the arrival of the prosperous era of martial arts."

Suddenly, the remnant soul of the third Patriarch began to tremble.

Every time the prosperous age of martial arts comes, there will be countless warriors who will transcend and achieve the realm of immortal gods and demons.

It is even possible to step into a more profound realm.

Absolutely not to be missed, this is also his only chance.

Thinking of this, a trace of ferocity flashed across his face.

The entire inheritance trial tower began to tremble.

And the warriors around the bronze tower all looked terrified.

"Could it be that the martial artist who broke into the ninth floor of the trial tower can really steal the treasure that belongs to the inheritance of our ancient Yue family?"

"The Trial Tower is the foundation of our ancient Yue family's survival. It is absolutely not allowed to make mistakes, even if it is destroyed, it cannot fall into the opponent's hands."

"All the warriors of the Yue family are on alert. Once there is any deviation in the inheritance tower, don't worry about it. Display the most powerful martial arts."

……

When all the warriors of the Yue family were on full alert, in the ninth floor of the trial tower.

In the hands of the third Patriarch, streaks of silver light appeared.

When the radiance dissipated, a small tower exuding endless silver radiance appeared in the hands of the third Patriarch.

"Boy, I don't know. Where do you come from? I don't care. There is no need for a person who is destined to die to leave any mark in my heart."

In the eyes of Yue family warriors, the inheritance tower is the most powerful heritage in the family.

In fact, even the current Patriarch of the Yue family may not be clear about it.

Among the inheritance towers, this small silver-white tower is the real treasure.

"Good baby, it's a waste of money to fall on an old dog like you."

The small silver-white pagoda turned out to be a treasure of origin.

Even though, among the original treasures, it belongs to the weak one.

However, it is also stronger than ordinary artifacts.

The reason why the original treasure is precious is because of the mysteries between heaven and earth contained in it.

It can make warriors quickly realize the power of the great way that exists between heaven and earth.

For the third Patriarch who only had a remnant soul left, it was like adding wings to a tiger.

Flowing colors, like ribbons, were wrapped around the body of the third Patriarch.

Make him look like a god.

If it wasn't for Zhao Xing who had already captured a bit of the soul of the other party.

It is impossible to imagine that such a holy martial artist in front of him could be a jackal in sheep's clothing.

"Boy, you are proud to be able to die under the treasure of origin."

The third patriarch thinks he is in control of the overall situation.

He began to tease Zhao Xing, and said in a condescending tone: "You little bastard, maybe you don't even know what is the treasure of origin! That's..."

Suddenly, he stopped talking, and a look of horror flashed across his face.

Looking at the small tower in Zhao Xing's hand, which also exuded brilliance, he exclaimed in disbelief.

"This is the treasure of origin, and it also contains endless brilliance of the divine way. Such a treasure of origin, even the king of gods and demons, cannot control it. How could it fall into the hands of a small ant like you."

Shock!

greedy!

The more powerful the original treasure, the greater the requirements for the soul.

In his eyes, is Zhao Xing a warrior in the Nirvana realm? How strong can the soul be?
Presumably the small tower in his hand is only preliminary refining.

Just like a child, even though he possesses terrifying nuclear weapons, he cannot control them.

Naturally, it is impossible to be an opponent of a peerless killer with a gun.

(End of this chapter)