Chapter 382
There are people in the world who are born kings.
Ancient True Spirit Kunpeng bloodline, awakened at the age of three, enlightened at the age of six, and entered the abyss with a sword at the age of nine. No Monster Race can come back alive from the abyss, let alone a nine-year-old child.
Three years later, when others thought he was dead inside, he returned. He was still black clothed, holding a sword, and alone. He was twelve years old that year, and that year he was based on the Immortal Realm strength. He returned and became the strongest genius in the history of Monster Race. That year, the first thing he did after his return was to pick many Elders in Battle Clan.
Not defeated!
Even the Third Elder in the Divine Immortal realm, was defeated by his sword and could not resist!
The whole family was shocked, this is Hope for the rise of Monster Race!
No one knows how strong his real power is, but this is enough to excite all Monster Races. All Monster Races believe that Wutian is a gift from heaven and is seen by heaven. Humans are so greedy that they are sent to lead Monster Race to punish God of Human Race!
Looking at the peerless monument with demonic energy surges, Wutian’s mouth is curved, and he smiles very happily, even wildly, third ? Eighth? In his eyes, it is no different from the hundredth place garbage.
An ant-like thing, it's time to tremble.
His knees bend down slightly, but the imposing manner is like a sword out of its sheath, so sharp that you can't look directly at it.
Boom!
It flies out like a sword light, no one can describe how fast it is, fast, fast, like an afterimage, waiting for the eyes of all the people present When he was able to capture his body, he was shocked to find...He has reached the tenth place!
One step, ranked tenth!
Human Race is shocking Open your mouth, this is absolutely cruel crush!
In this brief moment, the fear sleeping deep in the memory is awakened again. This is the second super after the ancestor Moxie of Monster Race. Genius, the hegemony that Moxie did not complete at the beginning may be seen in this young man. No, he even can't be considered. Although the figure is straight, the childishness in the corner of his eyes has not retired. Less than twenty!!
Although speaking of which on weekdays, his innate talent is more than Shuiyue, anyone who has seen Shuiyue thinks that it is at most a little more than that, but at this moment, he suddenly discovered that, Wrong, and so wrong!
If Shui’s pupils shrink Small Accomplishment a black spot, no one knows how shocking her heart is at the moment, so excited that it is difficult to control her breathing, and her nose shrinks more Coming more and more quickly, her breathing is as thick as a bellows, her cultivation is such a subtle ancient secret technique, plus her innate talent that is far beyond ordinary people since she was young, and the cultivation has been hundreds of years... but she can't catch up with the footsteps of lawlessness. , The gap is not so big!
This means...the innate talent is crushed, and the secret technique is crushed!
She can bear that the innate talent is inferior to others, after all, she has seen water Months later, her psychological endurance in this area is much greater, but she absolutely can't believe that there is a cultivation technique that exceeds that ancient secret technique!
How exquisite would that be?
What kind of powerhouse can it be created?
Where did Monster Race get it?
Wu Feng glanced at Ruoshui, a little strange her reaction, this Wutian is a Monster Race, coupled with the awakening of Kunpeng bloodline, the cultivation speed is naturally self-evident, not to mention the innate talent is not bad, it is completely normal to have such a performance, but she seems to be shocked a bit exaggerated?
Qianlun lowered her head, Dragon Clan has always raised her head, but at this moment she feels that she is not worthy of being Dragon Clan. The great Dragon Clan is the overlord of Heaven and Earth, a man, a god, a fairy, a demon. , Demon, sentient beings, and other existences that all beings look up to, should never be so weak, never so weak!
The blood in her body is trickling, she feels very harsh, perhaps the greatest pressure of a person, not From the outside world, but from her own blood!
She wants to mutilate herself. She feels unworthy of having such a body and bloodline.
But her arrogant dignity prevents her from doing such a cowardly thing!
In this extreme contradiction, she feels that she is going crazy, but she keeps telling herself Be calm, madness is just an escape, just when her body is shaking very violently, a gentle palm patted her shoulder.
lightly ,patted.
She suddenly fell silent. She looked up and saw this person. Those dark and clear eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky. She had never found a person's eyes so deep and charming. Calm, but also contains a lot of things that she can't see through, but there is one thing that she feels... the tranquility of the lake.
She took a deep breath and calmed down completely. Since she has insulted Dragon Clan's body and is already so weak, then... only crazy to get stronger.
Wu Feng slightly smiled, continuing to look up at the magic monument.
At this time, Wutian has already taken the Second Step. A magic tablet on the sole of his foot is as light as a piece of paper. When placed in normal times, a dísciple without innate talent can do it. But here is a peerless monument, with countless immortal demon blood pouring in, under the pull and invasion of the infinite immortal demon baleful aura, it can do this, enough to make Divine Immortal move!
Three Dao on the cloud in the distance!
Silhouette, the complexion has changed. The difference is that the old black robe Monster Race in the center shows a gratified and satisfied smile, while the other two have ugly faces, as if they had eaten an insect.
Fifth, fourth, third!
With this light leap, Wutian flew directly to the third place, before the name engraved by the white robe monk Sanjie , There was a touch of contempt at the corner of his mouth, and he stepped on the soles of his feet without any pause. Originally, he only needed to tap his toes to take advantage of it, and it would not affect his performance, but he didn't care. He wanted to tell Human Race what is the real genius. , What is despair!
Stained with sandy footprints, clearly left on the name of the Three Rings, the demonic energy breath can affect life, but it can't hinder the sand and stone, so it can only be washed away in the rain.
Third Step !
This time Wutian is not as relaxed as before. The corners of his mouth are slightly tightened, his sword eyebrows are lightly furrowed, and he leap over to the second place. At this position, the demonic energy entwined on his body has been so strong that it is almost substantive, and dark red rays of light are looming in the demonic energy, as if the evil Demon is hidden.
He closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again after a short breath, and the soles of his feet quickly stepped out. The posture of borrowing force is perfect. It is different as heaven and earth from the previous random, but this But only one step, or a foot!
Only one step away, just like Heaven and Earth are separated.
Everyone can clearly see the sweat on his face, Junmei’s cheeks are tight, and the muscles all over his body are faintly bulging.It is not as cool as before, but no one will take it lightly. , Because his feet are the highest point!
First!
Since ancient and modern times, he is the first!
Human Race everyone opened their mouths and forgot to breathe , This moment seems to be as long as an era, this scene is dreamlike and somewhat unreal.
It turned out to be the number one!
Although Monster Race Zhu Qiang knows Wutian is very strong, he still feels shocked at this moment, but after the shock, he is almost obsessed with excitement. It's this kind of domineering, the ancient and modern, the great Kun Peng King, will surely lead the Monster Race to rise!
There is a trace of blood spilling from the corner of Wutian's mouth, his eyebrows are gently wrinkled, and the pressure here is more than he imagined It's a lot more, which makes him feel a little angry. Since returning in the abyss, he has not been injured. For him, getting first is just like eating. It is as it should be by rights, it is with no difficulty of.
He took a deep breath, stepped out again, and wanted to climb a little higher so that latecomers could never catch up.
Puff!
Only half of the pace, the terrifying pressure is like a drunk, pressing his body down, the anger in his eyes is heavier, and the dark pupils Faintly flashing dark red rays of light, the roarer fiercely took that halfway step!
Boom!
Like a suppressed angry beast, fighting against Heaven and Earth When this step fell, a lot of blood overflowed from his pores, and he had reached the limit of his body. The severe pain made the killing intent in his eyes almost crazy, but he did not really go crazy, but quickly engraved his name, slowly Floating down the magic monument.