Heavenly Lord Asura

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Seeing Wutian actually attacked himself, the Lord of the Inner Hall was furious!

But there was a trace of contempt in his eyes, and he stepped forward, directly shook the shackles of the magic will, and blasted the **** beam with a punch!

With a loud bang, the blood-colored light beam collapsed, but the head of the inner hall was also shaken back three steps, and even his arms were a little numb!

The contempt in his old eyes disappeared and was replaced by incredible!

You know, he is a real first-time Tianzun, a piece of Dzogchen Supreme, and he can also wave his hand to kill, but Fu Qiu, a boy who is perfect, can actually shake him back three steps, which is too amazing. Right?

Wutian was also extremely excited.

Although the Sky Extinguishing Strike could not cause any actual damage to the first-time Tianzun, at least in the future, when facing the first-time Tianzun, he would not have to sit still.

Being able to retreat the Hallmaster of the Inner Hall by three steps when he is unable to defend himself, he can naturally also retreat the other newly-born gods.

Sometimes because of these three steps, it is very likely that you can turn yourself into danger and escape.

It's just that, with a single blow to destroy the sky, he found that the blood and divine power had actually consumed three tenths!

In other words, he can only cast it three times in a row at most.

And after three times, his arm might have to be temporarily scrapped.

But overall, it's worth it.

Relieving the excitement in his heart, Wutian stepped forward and said, "Hall Master, how offended you just now, please forgive me."

The head of the inner hall stared at him suspiciously, and asked, "What did you show just now, can you actually shake the old man back three steps?"

Wutian smiled and said: "For the past fifty years, his subordinates have been creating magical powers. Just when the lord came, the subordinates completed the last step, so I asked you to test the power, the lord, feel how is it?"

The host of the inner hall stretched out his thumb and said: "It is very strong, enough to kill Dzogchen Supreme!"

But what shocked him even more was that it took only fifty years to create a brand-new supernatural power, and it was still a supernatural power. This kid seemed to no longer be able to measure it by perversion.

Wutian smiled faintly and asked: "Hall Master, are you looking for something to do with your subordinates?"

The master of the inner hall said: "There was something to do, but now the old man doesn't know whether to say it."

Wutiandao: "It's okay for the Lord to say it straight."

The master of the inner hall said: "In fact, our temple also has inherited martial arts, called Qijueba Dao, which was left by the first generation of holy masters, and its power is not inferior to the inherited martial arts of the Nine Great Wars. The old man came to you in order to let you accept the inheritance, but now he is a little hesitant."

"Qijueba knife!"

Wu Tian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had guessed before that the Qijueba sword might be the inherited martial power of the temple, but what he did not expect was that it was not inferior to the inherited martial power of the Nine Great Wars.

Wutian asked: "Hall Master, why are you hesitating now?"

To be honest, Qijueba Dao did a little bit of his heart.

First, the Qijueba knife belongs to the supernatural power of the gods and is very powerful.

Second, the Qijueba knife was left by the first generation of holy masters, and had nothing to do with Xuanyuanao.

If there is a chance, it is best to get nature.

The Lord of the Inner Hall glanced at him and said: "It took only fifty years to create a god-level supernatural power because of your understanding. The old man felt that you no longer need to inherit the Qijue Dadao."

Hearing these words, Wutian smiled bitterly, and said silently, "Is it a mistake to have a good understanding?"

"It was wrong at that time, and it was so wrong, the old man really couldn't figure out how could there be a wicked evildoer like you in the world?" The Hallmaster of the Inner Hall looked at Wutian very unconvinced.

Wutian regretfully said: "It seems that his subordinates have no chance to inherit the Qijue Badao."

The head of the inner hall said impatiently: "Okay, don't pretend to be a pitiful person, like an old man is bullying, let's go, take you to the Heavenly Sovereign Secret Realm to inherit the Qijueba Sword."

Wutian was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, the lord."

"You don't need to thank you, as long as you can use the Qijue Ba knife to protect everyone, the old man and the holy master will be very pleased." After the inner hall hall master finished speaking, he rolled up Wutian and entered the Tianzun secret.

"Come with the old man."

After arriving at the Heavenly Venerable Secret Realm, the Hallmaster of the Inner Hall greeted Wutian and flew straight to the deepest place.

After a while, Wu Tian, ​​who followed the Lord of the Inner Hall, descended on a giant peak. On the top of the giant peak stood an old castle, the whole body was pitch black like ink, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

"The inheritance is in the old castle, go down." The main hall of the inner hall said.

Huh! !

The two figures flashed and landed on the square outside the castle at the same time.

The ground under the feet is inlaid with a kind of black stone, flat like a mirror. Although a long time has passed, there is still no trace of weathering. Obviously this is an unknown sacred stone.

At the same time Wutian also sensed that there was a hidden power around the castle.

The lord of the inner hall walked to the gate of the ancient castle, and said: "Three seniors, the juniors brought Fu Qiu to inherit the Qijueba sword, and the three seniors are invited to open the stone gate."

"senior?"

Wutian was astonished, and even the Hallmaster of the Inner Hall would respectfully call senior, who are these three sacred?

Shimen opened silently.

Inside the castle, there can be about two hundred feet, four stone pillars ten squares, and a fist-sized night pearl hung, emitting a faint light, making the inside look a little dim.

But this did not hinder Wutian's sight. He clearly saw a stone statue standing in the center with seven figures sitting cross-legged.

Four of them are still acquaintances, namely Leng Yue, You Mo, the main hall master, and the third hall master.

The four of them sat cross-legged under the stone statue, and the distance between them was about one meter. Regarding Wu Tian's arrival, they seemed to have not noticed, their eyes closed tightly, and their faces solemn and pious.

The position of the other three sitting cross-legged is farther away, about five meters away from the stone statue. Seeing Wutian and the Lord of the Inner Temple enter the castle, they all got up.

One of the white-clothed men laughed and said, "Fu Chou, I haven't seen you for many years, don't come here without any problems!"

"It turns out that the senior in the palace owner's mouth is you."

Wutian looked at the three of them, showing a stunned look, and said, "I have seen three seniors."

In fact, they are the first generation of the three hall masters.

They are here to guard the inheritance of the first generation of holy masters.

"Don't be polite."

The white-clothed man smiled, and then with a self-reproachful tone, he said, "When you were in the Eastern Continent, we were careless and almost let you fall. I'm really sorry."

The two people nearby also looked apologetic.

"If the seniors don't mention it now, the juniors will have forgotten that matter." Wutian smiled.

The three hall masters looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of admiration.

If someone else has today's achievements, I am afraid that the tail would have been up to the sky long ago, but this son has a calm tone and a humble attitude. Whether it is talent or character, it is undoubtedly the best choice.

Wutian glanced at the four Lengyue people, and asked in doubt: "Three seniors, what are they doing?"

The white-clothed man said: "They are inheriting the Qijue Dadao just like you, but they have already come yesterday, and now they have all entered the realm of ethereal selflessness."

Wutian asked, "Senior, how long will it take to inherit the Qijue Badao?"

The white-clothed man said: "It depends on understanding. If it is just an ordinary genius, it may take decades or even hundreds of years."

"So long?" Wutian frowned and asked, "I will enter the battlefield of God in two days. Is it too late to accept the inheritance now?"

"Fu Chou, don't miss it. Senior is just talking about ordinary genius."

The lord of the inner hall shook his head and explained: "Who is the person who is qualified to enter the inner hall, who is not a spiritually intelligent, talented person? The person who has used the most time only took three days. As for you, I guess one day is enough."

The white-clothed man shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it won't work for one day."

"From Taikoo until now, it took two days for the fastest person to complete the inheritance."

"Yes, no matter how enchanting people are, it is impossible to finish it in one day."

The other two hall masters also echoed the Tao.

"Three seniors, how about let's make a bet?" A wicked smile flicked across the inner temple hall master's eyes.

"How to bet?" the white man said.

The master of the inner hall said: "If Fu Qiu completes the inheritance of the water of life within one day, you alone will give me a drop of the water of life. If it exceeds one day, I will give you one drop, how about?"

The white-clothed man doubted: "Do you have water for life?"

"Ahem."

The main hall of the inner hall coughed, rather embarrassed, and said: "The drop of life water that God of War gave me back when Fu Qiu was seriously injured by the ten elders of the Kunpeng clan in the holy city, I already gave him healing. I don’t have it on me now, but please don’t worry about the three seniors. If I really lose, even if I go to the God of War, I will give you three drops."

The white-clothed man said: "This is what you said."

The main hall of the inner hall said: "With a word!"

The first generation of the three halls looked at each other, all with a look of questioning, and finally nodded one after another, the white man said: "Okay, we will accompany you to gamble."

The head of the inner hall immediately showed a sly smile of conspiracy, and said in secret: "Fu Chou, come on, I won the old man and share you a drop."

"You sit and enjoy it~www.readwn.com~ and still have two drops?" Wutian was a little unhappy.

The host of the inner hall immediately blew his beard and stared, and said sadly: "Unscrupulous little bastard, remember that when you were in the holy city, you were seriously injured by the ten elders of the Kunpeng clan. The old man gave the only drop of the water of life. You, let you escape..."

Hearing these words, Wutian was really speechless, and the sound transmission said: "Alright, okay, don't say it, two drops are two drops, I respect you."

It is worth the trip to get the inheritance martial arts power of the temple, and to earn a drop of life water.

"It's about the same."

The lord of the inner hall immediately opened his eyes and smiled. He was very confident in Wutian, and the two drops of water of life were definitely in hand.

The first generation of the three halls is also full of spring breeze. They have guarded countless years here and have seen countless people come to accept the inheritance. Experience tells them that the inner halls will definitely lose.

The four old antiques were ecstatic in their hearts, and Wutian, who was the key to victory and defeat, walked up to the stone statue with a calm heart.