At the last moment, Chen Zong successfully comprehended all the nine layers of mysterious patterns on the Linggu Jade. As if branded, its secrets naturally fell into his mind and were mastered by Chen Zong.
Now, I still don't know what the use is, but my inner feeling tells me that it is useful and has a great effect, and it will be reflected in the future.
This is enough.
In cultivation, we have to fight for both the present and the future. They are all very important.
After comprehending the mysteries of the nine layers of jade jade, Chen Zong naturally stepped into the ninth layer.
The ninth floor is a dark space, just like the dark space of the first, second, and third floors.
Immediately, a ray of first light flashed across, as if the world was created, the sea was vicissitudes, the situation was changing, and a world appeared in front of Chen Zong's eyes.
Chen Zong is like an outsider, observing from a supreme perspective and watching the changes in the world, from the initial desolate world to a prosperous and prosperous world, and then to desolation again.
prosperity and decline!
In the end, everything fell silent, and the changes in the sky and the earth stopped. Chen Zong only felt a flicker in front of his eyes, as if time and space had been replaced.
A palace!
In front of you is a palace. The palace cannot be called gorgeous, but it is indescribably simple, majestic, majestic, and stands tall in the world, as if suppressing the heaven, earth, time and space.
The palace door is closed, and it is black after the fusion of nine colors. It is so dark that it seems to be able to absorb all light, and it seems to contain endless mysteries.
Above the closed door, there is a similarly black plaque with four large, radiant characters written on it.
"Lingwu Imperial Palace!" Chen Zong read in a low voice.
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Outside the King's Tower, Saint Taixuan's eyes flickered as he stared at the nine-color King's Monument.
From top to bottom, there are a total of fourteen titles and fourteen names.
The first title is Emperor Lingwu. The order of these titles represents the distinction between high and low. In other words, throughout the ages, no one has ever been able to surpass Emperor Lingwu.
The second title is that of the Sword Emperor, a peerless evildoer from an era earlier than Emperor Lingwu. Before Emperor Lingwu appeared, he had always been the number one genius in the Holy World of Lingwu. However, after Emperor Lingwu appeared, his brilliance shrank.
He was overshadowed by Emperor Lingwu.
Even so, it is undeniable that the Sword Emperor is still such a dazzling existence, with a reputation that will last forever.
The third title is for the Eternal Night Demon Lord, a peerless evildoer of the same era as Emperor Lingwu. He broke into the King's Tower a few years apart from Emperor Lingwu, detonating the Nine-Colored Smallpox, and ranked third on the Nine-Colored King's Monument.
, this means that for countless years throughout the ages, the Yongye Demon Lord has been second only to Emperor Lingwu and the Sword Emperor.
The fourth title is a newly promoted title.
Xuangu Saint King!
This is exactly the title obtained by the Taixuan Saint Palace God after breaking through the King's Tower.
Ranked fourth, Saint Son Taixuan is not satisfied. His goal is to surpass Emperor Lingwu and rank first, but unfortunately, under the same circumstances, he is not the opponent of the Yongye Demon Lord.
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Lingwu Imperial Palace!
This sounds like it has something to do with Emperor Lingwu or Emperor Lingwu.
Chen Zong suddenly used his hands to push open the heavy door of the imperial palace.
"Someone is here again, but I don't know how many moves you can withstand under my hand?" A powerful and thick voice suddenly sounded, and in an instant, a majestic and steady breath rushed towards him, as if an invisible mountain was moving sideways.
Chen Zong narrowed his eyes slightly, stared ahead, and saw a burly figure sitting on the throne at the end of the hall, as powerful and thick as a mountain, with a hint of domineering.
"Who are you?" Chen Zong asked.
"I... the Holy King of Chongshan!" The burly figure on the throne stood up immediately. As if the air around him could not bear its power, it turned into countless ripples and shook away. There seemed to be a strong wind whistling, sweeping across the entire palace.
, the power is astonishing.
"Saint King of Chongshan!" Chen Zong narrowed his eyes slightly. On the nine-color king stele, there were originally thirteen titles. After Taixuan Saint Son, there were fourteen titles. The title at the bottom was Chongshan Saint.
king.
It's clearly written on the outside that it's the Lingwu Emperor's Palace, so why do you encounter the Holy King of Chongshan instead of the Lingwu Emperor when you step into it.
Chen Zong was puzzled.
After all, the four words Lingwu Emperor Palace can easily make people think of Lingwu Emperor.
"Your cultivation is at the early stage of the seventh level of the Saint Realm. My cultivation will be consistent with yours. If you defeat me, you will not only detonate the nine-color ceiling, but also challenge the second palace." The burly body of the Saint King of Chongshan stood up and burst out.
The astonishing power and terrifying pressure are as powerful and thick as that mountain, and it feels like an invisible mountain is pushing forward.
"How many halls are there in the Lingwu Imperial Palace?" Chen Zong said while releasing a tyrannical and sharp momentum. This is an opportunity to understand the test of the ninth floor of the Lingwu Imperial Palace or the King's Tower.
"There are as many palaces in the Lingwu Emperor's Palace as there are titles on the Nine-Colored King Monument." Saint King Chongshan said. Immediately, a smile appeared on his rugged face: "If you can defeat Emperor Lingwu, then this Imperial Palace will be
It will be named after your title."
Chen Zong understood immediately.
Nowadays, Emperor Lingwu is ranked first on the Nine-Colored King Monument, so this palace is the Lingwu Emperor's Palace. There are 14 titles on the Nine-Colored King Monument, and the Lingwu Emperor's Palace has fourteen halls.
For example, it is the first hall now, also called Chongshan Hall.
If he defeats the Holy King of Chongshan in front of him, not only can he be listed on the Nine-Color King Monument, but he can also challenge the Second Hall.
So, what if you can't defeat the Holy King of Chongshan?
As if sensing Chen Zong's curiosity, the Holy King of Chongshan spoke again: "If you can't defeat me, you must at least withstand the power of my hundreds of moves. Only then can you be qualified to detonate the Nine-Colored Smallpox and be listed on the Nine-Colored King Monument."
Boom!
After the Holy King of Chongshan stood up, he took a step forward, as if a mountain giant stepped out. The whole palace was shaking, the air seemed to be detonated, and the power was becoming more and more astonishing.
It was obviously just the cultivation level at the early stage of entering the seventh level of the Saint Realm, but Chen Zong found it very scary and astonishing.
Chen Zong's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a flash of sharpness, blood fluctuations, holy power spinning, and a trace of fighting spirit that was about to rise into the sky.
The Holy King of Chongshan!
This was a peerless monster from ancient times who could detonate the Nine-Colored Smallpox, and I was extremely lucky to be able to fight against such a peerless monster after so many years.
"Then, let me see the style of the ancient monster." Chen Zong said secretly and took a step forward.
At this step, the situation changed.
In this step, the sharp blade cuts through the air.
This step is extremely sharp.
The expression of the Holy King of Chongshan changed slightly, his eyes shone with intense light, and he was slightly excited.
war!
After falling down the stairs, his whole body was hit by an impact as if a mountain was moving sideways. He suddenly raised a violent punch and blasted it out in an instant.
In an instant, the unparalleled momentum was condensed in that punch, and it was like a mountain fist that was blasting and killing. The air seemed to be compressed by the impact, and the punch was fierce and unparalleled.
cut!
Chen Zong raised his palm like a sword and slashed in the air. The sword light shot through the air, splitting the powerful punch immediately and killing the Holy King of Chongshan like breaking a bamboo.
The Holy King of Chongshan was a peerless evildoer in ancient times, and he was considered invincible among his peers. Today, Chen Zong is also a peerless evildoer, and he is almost invincible among his peers.
This is a confrontation between peerless monsters separated by many eras.
Both Chen Zong and the Holy King of Chongshan couldn't help but feel excited and their fighting spirit soared into the sky.
That move was just a test move. After all, Chen Zong was completely unfamiliar with Chongshan Saint King, and Chongshan Saint King was also very unfamiliar with Chen Zong.
Unfamiliar opponents should be tested before they know the depth and how to deal with them better.
In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves, and the power of their moves became stronger and stronger, and they gradually mastered all the moves and skills of the other party.
"Hengshan Fist!" He shouted in a deep and forceful voice. As soon as these three words fell, the power of the Holy King of Chongshan surged in an instant, and he punched out. It looked similar to before, but in fact, the power was more powerful and terrifying.
With this punch, a phantom of the mountain condensed in it, pushing it across to kill him.
The astonishing roaring sound echoed in all directions, causing Chen Zong's expression to change drastically.
This punch is powerful and fierce.
The extremely sharp sword was unsheathed, the sword's light was extremely blazing and sharp, and it instantly tore through the sky and shot out.
Extreme cutting!
During the fierce battle, Chen Zong knew that the fighting style of the Holy King of Chongshan was vigorous, steady and heavy, with a mountain-like momentum. He didn't pay attention to any subtle changes, just pushed and charged directly to kill, with an astonishing momentum.
One punch can suppress an era.
This is the fist of Chongshan Saint King, the fist that makes the geniuses of his generation feel despair, the fist that casts a shadow on his fellow practitioners of the same era.
Now, Chen Zong is facing such a punch.
But Chen Zong was not afraid, only willing to fight.
war!
Although Chongshan Saint King's fists are very strong, Chen Zong's sword is not weak at all.
In just ten breaths, Chen Zong fought fiercely with the Holy King of Chongshan. The terrifying energy overflowed, as if he wanted to tear down the Chongshan Palace.
It's just that this Chongshan Palace is extremely strong. Let alone the two people's bombardment, even if it is ten times stronger, it cannot be damaged at all.
Wu Sheng Sword Style!
A sword shot out, and the astonishing killing intent was condensed in it, as if it was killing all life, which made the Holy King of Chongshan slightly surprised.
"Chongshan!" With a low cry, the eyes of the Holy King of Chongshan suddenly burst out with an astonishing light, as if there were phantoms of mountains condensing in his eyes. His whole body's energy burst out, and all his strength poured into his right fist, as if it was stretched.
The ultimate powerful bow.
Unparalleled!
Unparalleled domination!
boom!
With one punch, a black mountain rushed forward. The black mountain seemed to be extremely condensed and majestic to the extreme. The black mountain was filled with an astonishing pressure, as if it was full of terrible pressure. Under the heavy pressure,
, everything around was suppressed and poured away, making the black mountain become more condensed and the power it exuded became more astonishing.
The terror of this punch affected everything around him, as if it had turned into a black hole.
Of course, this punch was vastly different from the black hole, but it was enough to shock Chen Zong, as if all his attacks would be absorbed and absorbed, making it difficult for him to be effective.
unlimited!
One sword shot out, the sword light was extremely bright, as if one sword turned into ten thousand swords, and it seemed like ten thousand swords turned into one sword, mysterious and mysterious, breaking away from the pull of a heavy mountain punch, and shot out elegantly and fiercely.