Martial Breaks Nine Desolate

Although the realm of Cheng Wen's brothers and sisters did not cross the shackles of dimensions, their combat power was already comparable to the master. After endless years of ups and downs, their vision was also extremely high.

If it hadn't been for the reminder from the Godless Lord, they hadn't seen the changes in the shaman's remains, and they were naturally shocked.

Subsequently, the siblings used methods to continuously explore and deduct, and made more in-depth discoveries.

The mysterious Dao pattern born in Wuchou's remnant body has qi connection with all the ancient gods of the world, and even the ruler.

"Good boy!"

Cheng Wen thought for a while and exclaimed.

He is very clear.

The reason Wu Zhuo has achieved today is that, in addition to suffering through the years, he also read through all the secrets of chaos in the ancestor **** Tianting Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

For the items that contained traces of dominating the war, he had been comprehending for many years and found a road against the sky.

At the same time, this is also an immeasurable inheritance, and even points to the two great avenues of honors, which contains Xiao Ye's past experience of changing the destiny of the wild world.

Only those with pure Taoism can reach it.

After Wu Zhuo left the ancestral court of heaven.

This immeasurable inheritance is still in the heart, and it is promoted in the touch and understanding, to remove the waste and save the essence, and extract a practice method that suits oneself.

That kind of mysterious Dao pattern is the manifestation.

"This little Junior Brother really lives up to Master's expectations!" Cheng Yi was also convinced.

The magical powers, secrets of chaos, and cultivation techniques that have been passed down in the world are actually based on previous experience.

Through training, you can quickly promote yourself.

But after reaching a certain height, it will be difficult to break through. It is not only limited by one's own qualifications, but also with previous experience, and it is impossible to completely fit oneself.

At this time, you need to find a way that belongs to you in the complicated inheritance.

Avenue to Jane.

This iron law cannot be avoided even by the innate gods.

The reason is simple.

But in every age, not many gods can do it.

Otherwise, there won't be so many geniuses who have flourished for a while.

right now.

It's just that the witch clumsy who had been instructed by Xiao Ye touched him.

At this point, Taiqiong is incomparable.

The other party is the darling of the times, but there is nothing that belongs to him.

"I also said why this little brother suddenly changed his temperament. It turns out that he has already thought about a practice method that suits him, and wants to improve it by confronting Taiqiong!" Cheng Wen understood thoroughly.

Wu Zhuo had to take this step, and there were many difficulties.

It is undoubtedly a good way to fight against Taiqiong with the help of the experience of confrontation.

"If this shaman is really related to Xiao Ye's ruler."

"That means Xiao Ye may have also found a way to avoid the conflict between Tao and Fruit." Wutian Sovereign also said softly.

these years.

When the movement in the field, the duel with the two great ancestor gods is still at the same rhythm.

Although I saw these.

But Cheng Wen brothers and sisters are still worried about this little junior.

after all.

Wu Zhuo is playing with fire.

Coupled with Xiao Ye's order to prevent the ancient gods from interfering, Wu Zhuo was wandering on the edge of life and death.

However, Wuchou's toughness and tenacity also exceeded everyone's expectations.

Although Taiqiang suffered heavy and nearly devastating injuries, Wuchou suffered.

He collected too many Innate Mixed Treasures just to deal with Tai Qiong's pursuit.

The mysterious Dao patterns born in his remnant body seemed to have been tempered in a thousand catastrophes, and gradually became more numerous.

During the ascension, the time and destiny that led Wu Zhuo to the fifth level were all included.

Ten thousand ways are blended without interfering with each other, yet they show the power of ten thousand ways, connected by mysterious Dao patterns.

Such a scene is like a weakened version of Xiao Ye.

The mysterious Dao pattern entangles the broken bones and remains of the witch clumsy, giving it new vitality from the severely wounded realm again and again, and makes the witch clumsy recovery speed increase. The whole person looks like a mysterious color.

It seems.

Wu Zhuo was indeed struggling to cope with the challenge of Taiqiong, but his main grade and the great master grade comprehension, after experiencing a period of silence, began to improve again.

When Wu Zhuo was healing, new orthodoxy often appeared next to him.

"how so!"

Tai Qiong's expression was also full of shock.

He asked himself that he hadn't kept his hands anymore.

Every time he shot, he pointed directly at the source of shamanism, severely inflicted the opponent's foundation, and strangled the path of cultivation.

It's almost impossible to directly kill Wuchou, why can't he stop Wuchou?

Wu Zhuo recovers time and time again, this is definitely not the way of life, or the blessing of innate mixed treasures can do it.

What puzzled him most was.

He has not reacted much to Wu Zhuo so far, and even Cheng Wen and Cheng Yi have ignored them.

These abnormal signs gave Taiqiong an ominous premonition.

Soon, the duel between the two great ancestor gods has reached two hundred and thirty times.

"Humph!"

"This farce should end here!"

The sky smashed Wu Zhuo's body of the ancestor god, and his eyes revealed astonishing murderous intent.

After entangled for so many years, he was already impatient, and he was going to kill him directly at this time.

"It is indeed time to end..."

Wu Zhuo's faint voice resounded, and his supreme will was gushing, turning into a storm and rushing to the sky to intercept.

"Hehe, did you see the end of your own demise?"

Tai Qiong sneered disdainfully, and easily chased after him.

"Ten Epochs!"

"Give me ten stacks, and I can be no weaker than you!"

Wu Zhuo appeared, covered in blood, and made a faint voice again.

After so many years, with the help of a confrontation with Taiqiong, his practice method was finally perfected.

All that is missing is time.

But in terms of realm, he was still far behind Taiqiong.

Tai Qiong is really going to kill him, he is bound to die, he can only try to buy time.

"Ten Epochs?"

Tai Qiong's figure was frozen, stopped, and immediately burst into laughter.

This time.

He smashed the body of the ancestral **** of Taiqiong hundreds of times.

How can such a gap be surpassed by the ten Perizoic periods?

not to mention.

His cultivation base will not stop, the longer he takes, the farther he will be able to shake Wuchou.

"it is good!"

"Then I will give you this opportunity!"

"I will kill you after ten superimposed periods. Even if there are ancient gods, I won't be able to come forward for you!"

As soon as Tai Qiong laughed, he gave Wu Zhuo a cold look, and then left.

"Ten stacks, enough."

When Wu Zhuo stared at the direction of each field, he murmured and left quickly.

Soon after, the nearby gods boiled.

They could see clearly that the confrontation between the ancestral gods has risen to the point of fighting between life and death because no one has stopped it.

The duel after the ten superimposed epochs will naturally not be a peaceful discussion and contest.

I am afraid that these two great ancestor gods are really going to die.

"Those ancient gods haven't stopped them yet, is it because Wuchou has lost too many times and been abandoned?" Someone sighed.

(The second one!)