Gao Wu: Infinite destiny, start with martial arts mastery!

Just like Chu Jue.

The same news also reached Cheng Sheng and Yun Tian's ears.

This made them feel a sudden increase in pressure.

Of course, after all, they are the descendants of the Martial Saint.

The two Martial Saints, like the Mad Dragon Martial Saint, took out the treasures in the bottom of the box to help the two gain stronger strength before entering the road to heaven.

Lu Yue's strength has already threatened them.

Therefore, in this secret realm, they are even more covetous of the Human Emperor Pen.

Outside the Great Wall, somewhere on a hidden hilltop.

In a cave opened up by manpower.

A group of black-robed people with pale faces and dark evil spirits emanating from their bodies from time to time are forming a circle.

Among them is the leader of the Demon Cult, Lin Ziyuan.

In the encirclement, there are two young men and women.

The Son of Saint Yang Yu, the Saint Girl Chen Xue.

But at this time, both of them have strange black eyes, without a trace of white in their eyes.

Under their feet, there are strange patterns, centered on their soles, spreading to the feet of other Demon Cult believers.

"Lin Ziyuan, start the formation."

Chen Xue opened her mouth, and Ye Lan's voice came out.

The appearance of Lu Ming, the son of the plane, changed their plan.

Therefore, they needed a stronger force.

""Yes!"

As Lin Ziyuan responded, the demon sect believers outside the circle, including him, screamed together.

The power in their bodies was transferred to Yang Yu and Chen Xue through the formation.

So the aura of the two people was rising rapidly.

As for the aura of others, it became visibly weaker.

Even Lin Ziyuan, who had the cultivation of a martial saint, was the same.

The lines under their feet also lit up, emitting powerful fluctuations.

This fluctuation came quickly and went away quickly.

Soon the transmission began to end.

Several demon sect believers with weak cultivation fell directly to the ground.

In fact, there was not a drop left... and the aura of Yang Yu and Chen Xue was also rising rapidly.

Just now, the two were only at the peak of the fifth grade.

But now, they have broken through the third grade and are even rising steadily.

"Let these two bodies adapt to the surge in power"

"Only in this way, in the secret realm, can we maintain our presence for a longer period of time."

"There is nothing important during this period, so don't call me and Ajia Luo again."

After Ye Lan gave Lin Ziyuan his instructions, the darkness in Chen Xue's eyes instantly faded and returned to normal.

The same was true for Yang Yu beside her.

However, they both felt a little uncomfortable when they sensed the surging power in their bodies.

American continent, Huazhou.

A hidden military base.

In a wide open space, a European and American boy with deep facial features stood in place.

Feeling the huge power in his body, his expression was intoxicated.

"Is this the feeling of martial arts?"

In the distance, an old man with gray hair and glasses and a middle-aged man in holy clothes were looking at the young man.

"Dr. Tru, what did you do to Stark?"

The Envoy of Light sensed the boy's change and frowned as he asked the old man.

"Messenger of God, you will see it soon."

Dr. Tru just smiled when he heard it, and asked the Messenger of Light to wait.

The Messenger of Light could only believe it with doubt.

Stanke is the first genius of their Holy Temple of Light.

The power of light he uses is enough to rival a fifth-grade peak warrior.

Moreover, he is only eighteen years old. He is the most talented person the Messenger of Light has ever met.

He is just a little worse than Lu Ming. At most, he is a genius on par with Chu Jue Yuntian and others.

He was originally considering whether to teach Stanke some forbidden spells that would hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred.

Increase his chances of winning on the road to heaven.

After all, although their power of light is not connected to the road of martial arts.

But the blessing that the holy weapon can give is no less, which makes him extremely tempted. At this time, Dr. Tru took the initiative to contact him.

The Messenger of Light has also heard of his reputation.

He is a crazy martial arts scientist.

Over the years, he has been studying the relationship between technology and martial arts, and has achieved considerable results.

This is also the reason why the Messenger of Light is confident in handing Stark over to him.

While he was thinking, some unusual movements occurred in front of Stark.

The dead machines around him suddenly began to deform and became huge mechanical puppets.

This was the war machine built with various minerals that appeared in the martial arts era in order to resist the rioting beasts in the American continent at the beginning of the revival of spiritual energy.

Although martial arts were introduced later and the power of light was also inspired, Dr. Tru has never stopped the research and development of war machines.

Just like the war machine in front of him.

Its power, each machine is equivalent to a peak fourth-grade warrior.

But now, there are at least ten war machines that have surrounded Stark.

"What are you doing?!"

The Light God's eyes narrowed.

Based on his perception of Stark, Stark's mastery of the power of light was still at the fifth level.

How could he fight against a war machine with the power of the fourth level?

Moreover, there were more than a dozen of them.

"Angel of Light, don't worry"

"I bet that you will be delighted by Stanke's performance."

Faced with the pressure from the Envoy of Light, Dr. Tru's tone was calm.

He even looked at Stanke with a hint of appreciation.

After all, this was his most satisfying work.

Hearing Dr. Tru's words, the Envoy of Light was still suspicious.

He was paying attention to Stanke and was ready to rescue him at any time when Stanke was in danger.

Compared with the Envoy of Light's worry, Stanke was very calm.

There was even a bit of heat in his eyes.

""Holy Light!"

He shouted, and a golden halo suddenly lingered around his wrist.

This halo was composed of strange characters, with unknown meanings, and exuded a holy aura.

Stark leaped up, and the cultivation of a fifth-grade warrior on his body suddenly burst out.

The powerful true meaning of martial arts permeated.

Suddenly, he punched the war machine in front of him.

Although this punch was random, it inexplicably mobilized all the muscles in his body and used Stark's full strength.

Coupled with the power of holy light.

In an instant, the hard shell of the war machine was melted by the holy light.

At the same time, Stark's extremely powerful physical strength also made this punch directly hit the core of the war machine. The core was instantly destroyed by the huge force and the burning of holy light. The war machine stopped in place and was completely destroyed by

Stark.

After finishing the first war machine, Stark turned his attention to the others.

His figure suddenly shot out.

In a smooth and flowing manner, more than a dozen war machines were destroyed by him.

After this set of actions, even the Envoy of Light, who was most familiar with Stark, could not help but be stunned.

What surprised him was not Stark's strength.

But the martial arts displayed by Stark.

The power of light requires a lot of time to practice.

The same is true for martial arts.

Therefore, few people can have both.

But now it appears in Stark.

Moreover, a month before the Envoy of Light sent Stark, Stark did not have any martial arts practice.

How come now, he has jumped to the fifth rank.

This brought an incomparable shock to the Envoy of Light.