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Chapter 547 Wanhua Magic Art (2)

Zhuo Mufeng had imagined what the ultimate opportunity would be in the Wanhua Tomb, but when the bamboo scroll engraved with the Wanhua Demonic Skill was actually spread out in front of his eyes, he still felt as if he was dreaming and unreal.

"Fortunately, at the beginning, everyone regarded the Wanhua Tomb as an ordinary Qingshaliu relic. Otherwise, I'm afraid all the Twelve Holy Lands would be out in force, and the whole world would be in turmoil!"

Zhuo Mufeng could not imagine the consequences of such a development, but it was almost certain that he would not be as relaxed as he is now, and he might not even dare to come to the maze.

However, the world has its own destiny. The important thing is that he is already here and has obtained the magic power of all transformations.

Without further ado, why would Zhuo Mufeng still hesitate? First write down this supreme martial arts so that you can practice it in the future. If you don’t have enough understanding? Use the Power Pillar to get better!

Soon, he relied on his photographic memory to memorize the entire contents of the bamboo scroll. It was only then that he was disappointed to discover that this was only part of the Wanhua Demon Art. To be precise, it was twenty-fourths.

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At the end of the bamboo scroll, there is a sentence that makes Zhuo Mufeng fall into the abyss of the glacier.

"Within three days, you will understand the meaning of the magic skills and open the back wall to enter the next level. Those who fail will be turned into a pile of withered bones. The magic skills will not be given to incompetent people!"

The brush strokes of dragons and snakes are dancing, with an air of arrogance and arrogance that is arrogant to all things. Looking at this line of small words, it seems that a domineering voice full of majesty, but contempt for the common people is rumbling in the ears.

Zhuo Mufeng was so shocked that he was a little confused.

What a joke!

Even if it is a five-star martial arts, if he does not have the power pillar value in hand, depending on his own understanding, it is estimated that he will not be able to achieve success in a few years. According to the meaning of Wanhua Demon, a person who wants to get the bamboo scroll will understand Wanhua Demon within three days.

The essence of the magic of transforming demons.

I don’t know the precise meaning of it, but it’s not important. Even if it’s just a little bit, this requirement is simply too difficult to impose. No, it should be unreasonable.

It is true that Zhuo Mufeng heard from Wu Guanting that there is an essential difference between supreme martial arts and five-star martial arts. It is said that supreme martial arts has involved the principles of heaven and earth and will resonate with people's hidden attributes.

If you are a match, your cultivation speed will be faster than five-star martial arts. If you are not a match, even if you are a peerless genius, you will not be able to improve much in your lifetime.

To put it more bluntly, those who can practice will practice very quickly, and those who cannot practice will practice for a lifetime. Unlike five-star martial arts, as long as you pass the qualifications and spend time to refine, you will definitely gain something, it just depends on how much.

Of course, people with high qualifications will have a higher probability of success in practicing supreme martial arts. This is why Qing Shaliu did not hesitate to send a group of people with the highest martial arts qualifications this time.

Zhuo Mufeng is self-aware. His understanding is not even comparable to that of the outstanding disciples of the top forces. Now that he doesn't have enough power, what's the point?

This guy was really anxious. He didn't want to be trapped in the stone room. He gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed his restless emotions. Whether he can succeed is another matter. Let's try practicing it first. Maybe he will be connected with the Wanhua Demonic Skill.

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Lying cross-legged on the ground, Zhuo Mufeng throws away distracting thoughts, and his mind and body are free to swim in Taixu.



At the same time, eight people including Qing Shaliu Saint, Aunt Lei, Linghu Sheng, and Luo Mang, each used a zodiac key to find the matching zodiac pattern, pushed the door open and entered the stone room.

Naturally, they also found a fragment of the Wanhua Demonic Skill. Not to mention others, even Aunt Lei was so excited that her blood boiled with excitement. When she saw the small words behind the bamboo scroll, her excitement subsided and she quickly started practicing.

Apart from Qing Shaliu, Dongfang Changsheng only had two keys. As expected of the Great Elder, he was calmer than Zhuo Mufeng and quickly found a way to open the door.

It's a pity that he doesn't know the specific situation, otherwise he would give a key to other people in the Dongfang Family to avoid wasting it.

"The Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Power? I want to see how powerful it is."

In front of the green bronze snake door, looking at the stone chamber inside, a man wearing blood-red clothes and a black iron mask walked in proudly with a laugh that sounded like steel plates rubbing against each other.

In front of the green bronze gantry.

What was unexpected was that there was an elder of the Holy Sea Gang and a disciple standing there. The disciple was none other than Meng Han.

Perhaps due to good luck, Meng Han and the elder were very close to each other when the maze collapsed before, and then they fell together again. Meng Han never expected that this usually silent elder would secretly obtain a secret.

A faucet key.

"Meng Han, you are an outstanding disciple of the Shenghai Gang. I will give you this key. Go and open the door." The elder smiled happily and put the sword in his hand on Meng Han's neck.

Pushing Meng Han forward.

Meng Han looked pale and said in panic: "Elder Wan, this is your thing, how can a disciple take away your love?"

He knew very well that the other party wanted to give him a chance. He clearly saw that there was something wrong with the green copper gantry and wanted to use him as a test subject to match the keyhole for him.

Hearing this, Elder Wan smiled ferociously and slashed with his long sword, causing blood to spurt out from Meng Han's neck. He was only half an inch away from severing his aorta.

Elder Wan said coldly: "I asked you to open the door, didn't you hear me? Don't think that you are still a disciple trained by the gang leader. No one will know if I kill you here."

"Elder Wan, have mercy on me, have mercy on me!" Meng Hanke was so frightened that his body was trembling, and he hurriedly said: "I listen to Elder Wan, and I listen to Elder Wan in everything."

"It's a pity that others still say that you are some kind of young master from Dongzhou. You are calm and calm, but you are angry in your heart. Haha, you are also afraid of death? I really can't see, what is it about you that attracts the gang leader? Compared to my Yong'er

, you are not that strong."

Elder Wan's grandson Wan Yong is also an outstanding disciple of the Shenghai Gang. His status and reputation within the gang are second only to Meng Han. The competition between the two has always been fierce.

Elder Wan has long wanted to get rid of Meng Han, but this time God opened his eyes, he has secretly made up his mind to kill Meng Han no matter whether he can open the bronze dragon gate or not!

Throwing the faucet key to Meng Han, Elder Wan stepped back with a smile. On the road before, he had destroyed the opponent's Dantian while Meng Han was not paying attention. In his eyes, Meng Han was already a dead person.

boom!

A wave of anger suddenly surged toward the rear. Meng Han, who had a trembling face at first, suddenly turned around as soon as he had the key in his hand, and quickly swung it out with his arm as a sword.

Elder Wan was careless and relaxed, and the door was wide open. When something unexpected happened suddenly, his reaction was a little slow.

There was only a pounding sound, followed by the crackling sound of broken bones. Elder Wan's chest was dented, and liver fragments spurted out of his mouth as if they were free.

Halfway through the flight, his vitality had been wiped out by half, and his martial arts skills were severely damaged. But Meng Han had no intention of letting him go. Without any time, he hit the opponent's chest with another sword finger, showing no mercy.

Elder Wan tried to resist and dodge, but his speed was too slow. Although he deflected the sword energy, his shoulder was still pierced. Meng Han laughed loudly and swung his sword finger for the third time.

puff!

With heart cramps, Elder Wan fell to the ground like a rag bag, twitching non-stop. He stared at the condescending Meng Han, and said in a trembling tone: "I'm obviously useless, your martial arts..."

Meng Han smiled and shook his head: "Old man, do you really think I believe you? From the very beginning when you exposed the key to the faucet, I was secretly on guard. When you hit my Dantian, I used the Raging Wave Magic to simulate the internal force that had been exhausted.

It’s just an illusion.”

Elder Wan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he made a hurried sound from his mouth, seemingly unwilling and understanding, and finally turned into a sad smile: "You are ruthless and treacherous enough, no wonder, it's difficult..."

Before he could say the rest of the words, his head was crushed to pieces by Meng Han.

"Old man, if I hadn't been inferior to you in martial arts, I wouldn't have had to suffer so much. But thank you for the key. Don't worry, I will send your grandson to accompany you as soon as possible."

Meng Han turned around with a smile.

If it were another gate, he might have to catch him blind. But maybe it was God's will. Don't forget that Meng Han, Xu Yang and other elders of the four sects discovered a dragon gate and almost broke it open.

Of course Meng Han remembered the shape of the gantry. He quickly found the corresponding keyhole, inserted the key, and the green bronze gantry slowly opened.

In front of the other green and bronze doors, people also arrived. Unfortunately, some people were knocked to death by a strange force because they inserted the wrong keyhole. Some people were too cautious to move because of fear.

If the original followers of the Dongfang Family, and even other Holy Land forces and Demon Sect forces arrived, the outcome might be different.

But the people in the tomb didn't know that Qing Shaliu had created a group of formation masters. Relying on their understanding of the tomb formation, they forcibly closed the door of the tomb to block the newcomers.



Inside the green bronze sheep gate.

Zhuo Mufeng was so angry that he almost tore the bamboo scroll on the ground. He didn't know how long it had been, but it was definitely more than a day. In this day, he experienced the whole process from joy to sadness.

He was happy because he found that his understanding had actually improved. Of course he didn't know that after experiencing the test of the bronze face, his spiritual will had been reshaped, so it was strange that his understanding had not improved.

It's sad because, even if his understanding has improved a bit, he still can't understand the magic of all transformations. Let alone the essence, he can't even get in.

Zhuo Shaoxia had a hunch that if he continued to comprehend, the remaining time would be wasted.

Wanhua Demon has given three days, so you can be sure that something bad will happen after three days. What should we do now?

Zhuo Shaoxia was upset. He attacked the green bronze sheep gate and the surrounding stone walls frantically. But let alone the green bronze sheep gate, the stone walls were thick and heavy. It was simply impossible to break through the big hole and get out.

Since Wanhua Demon has set up such a test, he will not let anyone exploit the loopholes. Only those who obediently follow his requirements and successfully comprehend the essence can safely enter the next level.

What lay before Zhuo Shaoxia was a road of certain death.

He had no choice but to control his emotions desperately and continue to comprehend the incomplete Wanhua Demonic Art, hoping for a miracle to happen.

But it is a pity that whether the supreme martial arts is compatible with a person can be seen from the first practice. For those who are not compatible, no matter how much time they spend, it will be useless.

What Zhuo Mufeng did was useless.


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