It was already late at night, and the Justice Academy was still having a carnival, with demons dancing wildly everywhere. These demon kings seemed to have endless energy to vent.
In the office area of the college, a group of deacons and vice-presidents laughed when they saw this scene.
According to Zhen Tianhou's temper, if he really couldn't stand it, he would have taken action long ago, but the Justice Academy is still the same.
"When people go through ups and downs, they will always grow, especially those who cannot enter the Tao."
The vice-president said this and said: "After summoning the warlords from all parties, Zhentianhou performed very well, and he did not go crazy because of the Xia clan's experience. Do you think he has accepted his fate?"
Hearing this, more than a dozen deacons looked at each other, and some said with a smile: "Maybe, the outside world is not as good as Xiongguan, he knows very well that in the land of the Eastern Territory, strong dragons must also lie down obediently!"
The mountain gates of the top ten cave heaven paradises are all in the wild mountains, and the land of the Eastern Region is a world controlled by various warlords. Once they go crazy, the Lord of the cave heaven must beware.
The mountain behind the college was filled with heavy fog, the ancient mountains were vigorous, and the vegetation was lush. Jun Tian was wandering around this area and noticed a cliff.
"Is there still an inner cave?"
Standing on the cliff, I suddenly felt like a fairy, as if I was about to ride the wind back, and the Xia clan's mark in the sea of consciousness vibrated frequently.
Jun Tian was shocked in his heart, how could the Xia Clan be inferior to all the great Cave Heaven Paradises in its heyday?
If there is a hidden inner cave in this world, how terrifying it would be. There is hope for the rise of ethnic groups in the future!
Jun Tian concentrated his mind and carefully felt the changes in this world. He didn't know how long it had passed before Jun Tian suddenly caught a crack in time and space.
"Right here!"
Jun Tian was pleasantly surprised, the family seal between his eyebrows flickered, resonating with the cracks in time and space, and he suddenly disappeared in place.
"call out!"
Juntian was like a starlight falling into a magnificent world, and the strong fluctuations like the ancient god of war that hit him deeply shocked his heart.
Falling on the ground and looking forward, the thick earth has no end in sight, as if a heavy history is pressing down here, giving rise to the illusion of being as weak as an ant.
This place is more like the world where the God of War lives. Even though it has been declining for tens of thousands of years, there is still a strong pressure surging.
"This is the ancestral land of the Xia Clan!"
Juntian can feel the majesty of this world, which is even more majestic than Tianxia Cave Sky, but everywhere is desolate and dilapidated.
There is no strong essence of heaven and earth, and there are no sacred Taoist palaces and sacred mountains.
There were weeds and vines everywhere, the mountains collapsed, the palaces collapsed, and the springs dried up. Along the way, I didn't see any intact mountains, heaven and earth.
Jun Tian sighed, how could the foreign tribes not find the Xia tribe's true inner cave when they took advantage of it?
All Taoism and inheritance have been emptied out!
Even the underground dragon veins have been displaced, leaving no trace of its former glory, leaving only the devastated land, illustrating a once tragic history.
Juntian sat cross-legged on the dilapidated martial arts field and suddenly thought of Jingzhu's vicious words.
Could it be that grandpa really came from the depths of the ruins?
But when he thought of the conversation with Uncle Blacksmith a long time ago, Jun Tian frowned. Maybe their family was originally living in the outside world, in an unknown world!
"No matter what happened in the past, from now on, I will take over the grievances of the Xia clan!"
Jun Tian slowly stood up, and the vague thirty-third heaven appeared, covering the vast earth in an instant, and deafening syllables were heard.
The dilapidated world is radiating glory because of him, and the sky is full of chanting sounds, just like the complete manifestation of the prosperous world, reappearing the glory of the past.
However, he is still a little short of being able to fully deduce the Thirty-Third Heaven!
But what is missing? Juntian has not figured it out yet. He has clearly figured out everything, but it is difficult to break the shackles.
At the moment when Jun Tian's Taoism was at its ultimate recovery, he suddenly realized something.
"Whoa!" Jun Tian shrank the ground to an inch and crossed into the distance. This area became even more majestic, with tens of thousands of mountains towering over the earth, like ten thousand giant dragons roaring with their heads raised.
"What a powerful terrain, like a certain pattern!"
Jun Tian's face was solemn. He stood in the void and looked forward. Tens of thousands of mountains were like a unified mountain range, lying across here, as heavy as the abyss.
Juntian concentrated on watching, his mind immersed in the mountains. He gradually forgot about time, and his body and mind blended with the mountains.
Suddenly, Juntian found that the mountains were shaking, which made him use all his strength to explore.
Immediately afterwards, the mountains shook more and more, and a loud noise was faintly heard, like the ringing of a big bell in Huanglu, which was transmitted to the depths of his soul, making his sleeping blood boil a little!
"They are resurrecting and performing inheritance!"
Juntian's mind was agitated, his soul exploded to the extreme, and he watched the movement of Wanshan with terrifying deductive power.
Their transformation is even more astonishing; like turning into a terrifying sword with thousands of mouths, it is about to cut down the stars outside the territory!
"That's..."
Juntian's scalp was numb, and he vaguely glimpsed a terrifying old scene, as if the deceased King of Great Xia had returned from resurrection, standing in this world, waving the sword of darkness, cutting off a large star from outside the territory, falling down, and turning into a giant
Mountain!
He felt the shock deeply. What kind of combat power was that? He swung his sword and chopped off the stars, turning them into mountains to carry the inheritance of the Xia clan.
In particular, the sword body wielded by the King of Daxia is like the legendary Tianyuan Sword in history, and is somewhat similar to the dark iron sword he masters.
That kind of power, that kind of fluctuation, once it is released, the sword will cut through the stars, reflected in the sky and earth, and outline the sword energy that penetrates the heaven and earth, killing everything!
"Wanhua Sword Way!"
The words of the King of Great Xia spanned the past and present: "Only by carrying the Tianyuan Sword on your back can you watch the Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Way. This is the holy killing technique that I deduced from the Tianyuan inheritance!"
Tianyuan, Tianyuan inheritance?
Juntian's eyes widened. Could it be that the dark iron sword the blacksmith gave him was the legendary Tianyuan?
In particular, what is the meaning of the old sayings passed down by the King of Daxia?
Jun Tian analyzed from the words "Tianyuan inheritance", wasn't Tianyuan forged by the King of Great Xia, and there was not only a sword to hold the galaxy inside, but also other supreme swordsmanship inheritances?
"Clang!"
Jun Tian decisively took out the giant sword of darkness, and as expected, Wanshan appeared in his spiritual world. Wanshan turned into a sword, and for an instant it was so terrifying that the starry sky outside the territory was trembling.
"Wanhua Sword Way!"
The supreme secret art created by the King of Great Xia was deduced with the help of Tianyuan's inheritance. The sword with ten thousand mouths covers the world and carries the Taoism. The difference from the sword that can pull the galaxy is that this is the sword light performed by the physical body.
It can be called the holy art of attacking in the physical realm!
"The supreme inheritance of our family is still there and has not been lost!"
Jun Tian shouted in his heart, even if a strong foreigner saw traces of the inheritance, he was destined to be unable to open the inheritance space without the Tianyuan Sword.
In particular, Jun Tian has cultivated a sword to draw the galaxy, and can completely control the ten thousand swords in a short time. Now, ten thousand sword marks are imprinted on his spiritual consciousness, and he has transformed into the King of Great Xia wielding ten thousand swords in various forms.
Use your body as a sword to defeat all enemies!
Juntian was immersed in the inheritance and could not calm down for a long time.
What makes him regretful is that if the Black Iron Sword is really Tianyuan, why can't it exert its power? Is it because his cultivation is too weak? Does it need to enter the Dao realm to unfold it?
"Behind One Sword to Conquer the Galaxy, there should be other inheritances. Maybe I can get the complete answer after I enter the Tao!" Jun Tian whispered.
"However, the Xia Clan is still an inheritance. The seventy-two God of War Illustrations are the combat skills deduced from our ancestors' deep bloodline research!"
Jun Tian secretly whispered in his heart: "This inheritance should still be hidden somewhere. Maybe you need to awaken your bloodline to locate it, but my bloodline is difficult to open. Is there any hope for little An'an in the future?"
Thinking of this, Juntian turned and left.
The Ten Thousand Transformations Sword Technique still needs to be consolidated, and he always feels that there is something hidden under the tens of thousands of mountains. He is waiting to complete this holy sword technique to attack and find out.
"Beat him to death, beat him to death..."
Juntian left the inner cave and just approached the tutor area when he found a large number of students gathered around. Some of them turned red and roared, feeling extremely excited.
"Don't hit my grandpa, don't hit my grandpa..."
The cry of little An'an came. It was just a six-year-old girl. She was crying heartbreakingly. She hugged the female tyrannosaurus's arm tightly and begged desperately: "Oh, wu, don't hit my grandpa..."
Xia Shu had disheveled hair. How could he withstand the beating of the female Tyrannosaurus because he was already old? He lay on the ground making painful sounds with his face bruised and bruised.
"You old thing, you can't even wash your clothes, what are you still doing with your life? You are worse than my dog!"
The female tyrannosaurus was burly in physique and full of cruelty. She treated ordinary life like ants and stepped on the old man's face with her big feet.
"don't want!"
Little Anan burst into tears and didn't know where she got the courage to open her mouth and bite the female tyrannosaurus on the arm.
"Ah, you little bastard, how dare you bite me!"
The female tyrannosaurus almost exploded with anger. She slapped Xia Pingan's round face with her fat hand. The bloody palm prints were shocking. If her cultivation had not been suppressed, this slap would have been enough to kill Xia Pingan.
"Ah, my poor granddaughter..."
Xia Shufeng roared and got up, but was slapped in the face by the female tyrannosaurus. He was hit in a pool of blood, half of his face was bloody, and he almost fainted.
"Don't hit my grandpa, I washed the clothes..." The little girl cried pitifully and helplessly, stumbled up and rushed towards Xia Shu to protect her grandpa.
"You little bastard, you son of a bitch, my clothes are a hundred times more precious than your life, tell me they were washed by that hand!"
The female tyrannosaurus laughed ferociously, raised her big fat hands, grabbed Xia Pingan's hair, and lifted her up.
At the same time, she took out the short knife that was straddling the waist of the bucket, smiled sinisterly, pointed it at little An'an's little hand, and said, "Is it this hand?"
"You bastard, I'll fight for you!"
Xia Shu suddenly stood up, clutched the woodcutter hidden in his sleeve, and lunged at the female tyrannosaurus with a roar.
"Old guy, you're tired of living!"
The female tyrannosaurus sneered and was about to raise her foot to kick Xia Shu away. Then she found that her body could not move and was restrained by an extremely terrifying pressure.
"Crack!"
Xia Xia Shu came with hatred, and swung the woodcutter with enough force to cut off the female tyrannosaurus's wrist, and Xia Pingan fell down.
Juntian came over, raised his hand and hugged little Anan.
"Ah, my hand!"
Looking at the hand that fell to the ground, the female tyrannosaurus felt extremely frightened. Then her chest rose and fell violently, her eyes were blood red, and she roared in an extremely sad voice.
The students who were shouting and shouting all around were shocked. The female tyrannosaurus's wrist was cut off.
"Kill, kill, everyone must die..."
The female tyrannosaurus went completely crazy, and when she rushed towards her with red eyes, Juntian held a black iron giant sword in one arm and swatted her away like a divine iron.
"Ah poof..."
The female Tyrannosaurus smashed into the crowd, smashing it into pieces. The area was completely shocked because the instructor's medal worn on Jun Tian's chest was found.
"You just said that your clothes are a hundred times more valuable than little An'an's life?"
Jun Tian came over, and the dark giant sword fell on the neck of the female tyrannosaurus, and said coldly: "I'm telling you now, one of her hairs is ten thousand times more valuable than yours."
"Who are you, you beast..."
The female tyrannosaurus almost exploded with rage, roaring with great fury.
"No, Lord Zhentian..."
One of the students who revealed his origin screamed, but there was a splash of blood, staining the faces of the surrounding students red. Everyone was in a daze, and the female tyrannosaurus was directly beheaded.