The best golden pupil

Chapter 2252 Tenth Force Emperor Fist

The three of Wang Tao and the others screamed, their pupils widened in astonishment, and witnessed the fall of the tenth ancient tripod, but there was no unexpected loud noise, and it was like a feather, light and light.

"Um... eh?"

"This...what's the matter?"

For a moment, Shiding Mountain was dead silent.

Ning Tao's eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul and mind, and he still maintained the posture of holding the sky with his hands and holding the tripod.

It seems that this scene has become a freeze frame.

Jingzhen, Wang Tao and the others had complex expressions, mixed with joy and sorrow, but Ming Yan, Qing Danian, Wu San, the top talents who had just arrived but were stunned, had a fierce gleam in their eyes and sneered with a sympathetic heart.

Ning Tao was in a daze, not knowing where he was.

This is a mysterious space, Ning Tao was sluggish, and gradually regained his senses, with a dazed look on his face.

Have you already been crushed to death?

But where is this?

The surroundings are quiet, there is no Shiding Mountain, no ancient tripod, and no people, only a piece of whiteness, as if you have come to the place where the soul returns to heaven.

Suddenly, the white mist surged in front of him, flashing like a memory. It was an inconspicuous ant. It was humble, weak, and ordinary, but it often looked up at the starry sky, dreaming of being able to travel the world.

Countless people laughed at it, and compared it with the real dragon, to ridicule its insignificance and embarrassment.

But since then, it has made an oath that one day it will defeat the Nine Heavens True Dragon!
For this oath, it honed itself and learned skills from teachers everywhere, but it attracted more white eyes and bruises all over its body, but it licked its wounds like a lone wolf and continued to learn from teachers tenaciously.

One day, it encountered a formidable enemy, a wolf, more than a hundred times its size.

Countless people ridiculed it, but it rushed forward without hesitation, and fought desperately with the wolf.

Obviously, it lost.

But its spirit touched a willow tree spirit, not only repelling the giant wolf for it, but also healing its wounds, and pointed out a bright way for it.

In the East, there are some people who are preaching, all spirits, regardless of high or low, may be able to help it.

The ant thanked him excitedly, bid farewell to the willow tree spirit, and went through mountains and rivers, overcoming thorns and thorns, and finally came to the holy land of preaching in the east, where humans, monkeys, tigers, lions, etc. can practice.

But when it proposed apprenticeship, it was ridiculed by countless people. What can an ant practice?Even if he can cultivate, he is still a fragile ant.

Talent is flawed!

And the ancestor in the dojo shook his head again and again, and sighed: "The Tao does not match, the destiny is like this."

No one feels the pain of the ant, but even so, its mind remains the same.

It has been enlightened for three years, but in the end it has achieved nothing. Just when it was about to leave and continue to search for the Tao, a human senior, who admired its tenacious spirit, actually told it a legend.

It is said that in the deepest part of the east, there is a mysterious fairyland, where all wishes can come true, only those who are destined to meet each other.

I don't know why, Ning Tao always feels that the human monk is very similar to the reincarnation fairy king?

As soon as the picture changes, an ant with a dream in his heart embarks on a journey, heading towards the mysterious east, moving forward, with clear mountains and green waters, day and night, without knowing where to go, as if he is going to the end of his life.

I don't know how long and how far it has traveled, but I only know that its body is getting worse day by day.

Gradually, its consciousness became drowsy and fuzzy, but the tenacious belief remained.

Finally, it stopped walking and fell down. At the last moment of its life, it seemed to see a green lotus rooted in the sea of ​​stars, shining and swaying.

This is not an illusion, but real.

Wan Guqinglian has been observing it a long time ago, just to see how far it can go, and it secretly drives away the dangers along the way.

I saw it rippling, blue light bursting, and actually dropped a drop of milky white magic water into the ant's body.

Although Ning Tao didn't know what it was, a thought flashed in his mind: "Qingtian Creation Liquid!"

The water droplet was bigger than the ant, and it actually wrapped it up, and this wrapping lasted for three whole years. The ant woke up, but it didn't see its benefactor. It only felt that it was full of infinite power.

Its thoughts are also extremely clear. Without the method of ant cultivation, it creates itself. Without a strong body, it quenches its body. It doesn't believe in fate, so it changes its fate against the sky. It doesn't believe that it will be limited to a small body.

Innate advantages are far less than acquired efforts.

It began to wander, fight, and fearless of life and death, until it ran into the giant wolf.

It won that battle.

With the body of a humble ant, it defeated a giant wolf and exploded with a single punch, which showed a deep understanding.

After that, the memory became chaotic, until countless years later, a battle that caused a sensation in the fairy world came. An ordinary black ant actually wanted to challenge the noble and powerful Nine Heavens True Dragon.

Countless people came to watch the battle, laughing at its overreach. An ant wants to challenge a real dragon?
I really don't know how to write dead words!
However, since the beginning of the battle, the black ant has only released one punch at its peak, but this punch seemed to cross nine heavens and ten earths, shattering the ages, and there were many visions, crushing all ghosts and monsters, and it actually defeated the real dragon with one move.

With this punch, he risked his life.

This fist was shining to the peak.

This fist represents the extreme state of strength.

That battle established its prestige, and some people called it the Hercules Ant, the Wolf Ant, and even the No. [-] Ant.But in the end, everyone called it Lihuang!

Ning Tao's eyes were shining, and he kept replaying the punch, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"It seems that you have passed my test. For countless years, someone has really succeeded." A long voice came from the vicissitudes of life.

Ning Tao's body shook and he was taken aback. He was still immersed in the scriptures in his mind just now.

"Who? Who's talking?"

However, there was a helpless voice from that voice: "Look down."

Ning Tao was taken aback, and looked down strangely, and saw a familiar black ant.

"You, are you Senior Li Huang?"

"To be precise, I am a trace of divine sense left behind by it. This Shiding Mountain is used for selection and preaching." The black ant said with a satisfied smile.

Hearing this, Ning Tao was stunned for a moment, and his face burst into ecstasy.

He, he succeeded.

Use that death curse to bring back the feeling of giving up life and forgetting to die at that time, that artistic conception has already broken life and death.

But is this a trick?
As if seeing his doubts, the black ant smiled and said: "You can come here, no matter what method you use, it has already proved your success."

"Actually, even I don't think anyone can succeed. I have given up since ancient times. It is impossible for a mere Taoist realm to have such supernatural power, but I don't understand why my deity still wants to do this?"

"Perhaps there is something different about you."

Ning Tao scratched his head and laughed dryly, unable to hide his surprise. Suddenly, the white space trembled, as if someone was attacking continuously.

The black ant raised his eyebrows, and thoughtfully said: "It seems that the outside world is not peaceful."

Ning Tao frowned upon hearing this.

"Hehe, my mission is over, and Shiding Mountain will no longer exist. I hope you, don't dishonor the name of Emperor Li, just let it be known to the world."

The black ant also pointed and smiled.

Hearing this, Ning Tao's mouth curved into a wicked smile, and he nodded heavily.

The mysterious scripture in his mind is the Lihuang Fist, which is known as the tenth of the Ten Taboo Immortal Techniques!

(End of this chapter)