The first thousand three hundred and twenty-two chapters rubbing printing bucket word 15
It was Bing Wuji who took action. He directly froze Hao Lianjun with one palm, and then several more figures jumped over.
"Bang!" Almost immediately, Hao Lianjun broke through the ice, but at this time, after being stopped for a moment, he had already lost the initiative, and all the masters had already pounced on him.
But he was still the one in the front. In an instant, a big hand flew out and turned into a huge hand, covering the sky and the sun, and grabbed it directly towards Dou Zi.
"Boom!" He saw a shrill Qi sword sweeping over him, and Ye Qiong threw out a Qi sword, blasting the huge hand.
Everyone is taking action, and no one is holding back. Everyone knows that the word "fight" is extremely valuable. If they can understand the secret of the word "fight", their strength will be able to make huge gains in a short period of time.
breakthrough.
This kind of Taoist text is the aggregation of a powerful person's whole body and soul, the complete essence. The whole body of this word "Dou" fluctuates with the Taoist text.
"Qiang!"
"Zheng!"
"boom!"
All kinds of terrifying sounds and explosions shuttled through it.
In this case, it's useless to say anything, you have to look at your own strength.
"Brothers, I want this fight word. I owe you a favor. I will repay you generously in the future. How about it!" At this time, Teng Tongtian took the lead and shouted. He was not in a hurry to fight for it because he knew very well that now
With everyone competing for each other and restraining each other, even if they rush forward, the chance of grabbing it is not very high. It is better for the four of them to discuss it first.
The other masters of the Heavenly Realm were completely ignored by him. Compared with the four of them, those masters of the Heavenly Realm were much worse, and the four of them didn't really care about them at all.
These four people can be regarded as the most powerful masters in the entire treasure house. This is the first time for the four of them to fight together, and it is probably the last time in this treasure house meeting.
But none of the masters in the Heavenly Realm were willing to give up. At this time, the word "Dou" in the middle was locked by everyone's spiritual thoughts, locked in mid-air and unable to move, and that area became a forbidden area for everyone.
No one dares to break in casually, because it is equivalent to a dead end. How can ordinary people dare to break in casually?
"A favor, Teng Tongtian, you think too highly of yourself. How much do you think your favor is worth? In my eyes, it is not worth even half a cent, let alone such a priceless Taoist text. You are too
You think so highly of yourself!" Hao Lianjun laughed loudly, trying his best to ridicule.
Teng Tongtian's face turned blue and white as he was ridiculed, but he did not deliver the goods because he knew very well that he alone could not really fight against everyone, so he had to use this method.
No matter Bing Wuji, Hao Lianjun, or Ye Qiong, they are no better than Yao Ruo, and are even vaguely stronger than him. A city wall is not the best solution at this time.
At this moment, a figure rushed in. Under the eyes of everyone, the person he grabbed was a master of the Heavenly Realm. He took advantage of several masters to restrain each other and took action directly. Unexpectedly,
What is undeniable is that he also seized the opportunity very accurately and grabbed the opportunity of these people.
Although there are these four masters in front of them, how can they, masters of the heaven and human realm, give up so easily? As soon as they seize the opportunity, they must attack with all their strength. If they can win this fighting word, then they will definitely hope to be able to compete with them in the future.
These four masters are equal, and if you can understand the essence of them all, your future will be limitless.
Moreover, at this time, their eyes were already red with anxiety when they looked at the word "Dou".
"Go away!" Hao Lianjun was immediately furious. A halberd appeared in his hand. The halberd was suddenly thrown out in an instant. Before the master of the heaven and human realm could touch the word "Dou", he was instantly pierced by the halberd.
Crucified to the ground.
The corpse struggled for a while and then became completely motionless, without any life left.
The death of this person completely stimulated the masters of the Celestial Realm and made them sober up a lot. Indeed, they are masters of the Celestial Realm. For those masters outside who are half-step to the Celestial Realm, they are almost
The beings who get everything they ask for are almost invincible like gods, but besides them, there are four fierce gods here, and the strength of any one of them is far greater than that of them.
When Hao Lianjun took action just now, many people couldn't even see the traces clearly. They only saw this unlucky master of the Celestial Realm being nailed to the ground. These were masters of the Celestial Realm. Their corpses themselves could be said to be
A valuable treasure, and now he killed it at will.
They immediately felt intimidated, but it was just this feeling. It was absolutely impossible for them to retreat. At most, they would change from moving forward bravely to taking action secretly.
Everyone was afraid of each other and did not dare to take action. Instead, a strange balance was formed. But everyone knew that this balance could not last forever, because after spitting out this ancient word, the treasure house was about to close. If they didn't
If you go out, you will never have the chance to go out in this life.
This treasure house will only be opened once every tens of thousands of years. If they fail to get out in time, they will be seeking death in it.
"Ye Xiwen, you must get this ancient character!"
At this time, Ye Mo's voice appeared in Ye Xiwen's mind.
All his attention was focused on the master of the Alliance of Hundred Clans in front of him, and suddenly Ye Mo's voice appeared, frightening him.
But he immediately laughed bitterly, without looking at what was going on over there. The four evil gods were fighting for this ancient word. Even the masters of the heaven and human realm would die in the same way, let alone a little guy like him.
In the Dharma Realm, as long as he dares to enter, he will become the focus of everyone's attacks. Even Ye Qiong, who saved him just now, will probably kill him, a boy who doesn't know how high the sky is.
"This ancient character may be left behind by a certain great power, just like your martial character. Although this kind of ancient character is not as good as the Taoist text naturally generated by the Dao, it is still very close to the existence of the Daowen. Although
People nowadays call them Tao Wen. In fact, these are not Tao Wen, but pseudo-Tao Wen. They are words condensed by some powerful imitations of Tao Wen. Tao Wen is truly immortal. Once it is born, it will never be erased.
, these pseudo-Taoist scriptures are different. Generally speaking, the more powerful the pseudo-Taoist scriptures left by powerful powers, the longer they can last!" Ye Mo said with some excitement. "Taoist scriptures are truly immortal.
It is truly unique. There will only be one word in the world. If this word exists, it will not appear again in other places. But even if it is a fake Taoist text, if you can get this word "fight", cooperate with it.
If you add the word "武" to the word "wudou", if you can understand it a little, your cultivation level will greatly increase!"
Ye Mo was still talking, apparently awakened from his long sleep by the fluctuation of the word "fight".
Ye Xiwen was a little speechless. If he fought for the word "fight" at this time, wouldn't he be courting death?
However, Ye Mo's words reminded him of where the word "武" in his mind came from. It was not rubbed from that mysterious space. If the word "武" could be rubbed, what about the word "fight"?
Can I also make rubbings?
If he could make a rubbing, he wouldn't have to fight with those ferocious masters of the Heavenly Realm, and it would undoubtedly be much safer.
The real Dao Wen is unique. There can be no replicas. There can only be imitations that can be imitated. But that is not the same thing as replicas. Replicas truly copy the core inside.
Exactly the same.
Just like his word "武", it lay quietly in his mind, suppressed by the mysterious space.
Thinking of this, he immediately started to take action without any hesitation and looked directly at the word "Dou". At the same time, he began to activate the mysterious space and began to try to analyze the word "Dou".
Sure enough, Ye Xiwen's eyes quickly fell into confusion, and his whole person seemed to be attracted by the word "fight".
He seemed to be swimming in the ocean of the word "fight". Unlike the word "wu", the word "wu" contains countless principles of martial arts, which are extremely profound, and the essence of the word "fight" is in the word "fight".
It’s endless fun to fight against the sky!
It’s endless fun to fight with the ground!
It’s endless fun to fight with others!
Various fighting techniques were also played out in front of him like scenes from a movie.
His whole body seemed to be completely absorbed in it.
And this phenomenon was noticed almost immediately by the master from the Alliance of Hundred Races on the opposite side.
"Boy, I think you are really seeking your own death, and you actually have an epiphany at this time!" He laughed ferociously. Although epiphany is a rare event for many warriors, it should be a once-in-a-lifetime experience.
It's okay to be ecstatic, but that also depends on the situation. Under normal circumstances, you should be happy when you have an epiphany. But if you have an epiphany under such circumstances, wouldn't it be like giving your life to others? This is not asking for death.
What is it?
Almost instantly, he took action and grabbed Ye Xiwen. His eagle-like claws went directly towards Ye Xiwen's neck, as if he wanted to break his neck on the spot.
And at this time.
"call out!"
There was a sharp sound of sword energy piercing the air, and a snow-white sword energy slashed straight down in the air. The claws of the master of the Hundred Clans Alliance were chopped off by the snow-white sword energy on the spot.
"Ah! My hand!"
He suddenly screamed again and again, covering his broken arm, and kept screaming, and at this moment, another sword energy followed closely. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated.
