Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth super master battle
The most painful feeling in life is undoubtedly that the dream that you did not dare to dream of in the past has the possibility of being realized, but when the expectations reach the highest peak, they are suddenly shattered!
This sense of loss is enough to drive a normal person crazy.
Meng Han is like this now. Although he is not crazy yet, his appearance is already close to madness. His hands continue to tighten, and he pinches the black ball in his hand into several pieces. His eyes are red and his teeth are almost bitten.
broken.
It was also at this time that Meng Han discovered that there was a passage on the stone wall directly leading to the next stone chamber.
The tip of his heart trembled violently, and a terrible thought spread in his mind, making him horrified, jealous, and then crazy.
With a loud roar, Meng Han rushed into the third stone chamber, scanning with his eyes like a wild beast, and sure enough he found another pile of burned bamboo scrolls.
Another passage appears ahead.
"Thief, I want to see who you are!"
If it were normal Meng Han, he would have calmly imagined the identity and even strength of the other party at this time, and whether it would be dangerous for him to follow him rashly.
But the meaning of the Ten Thousand Transformation Demon Art to him was so great that Meng Han could not accept the fact of losing it. His reason was suppressed, and he chased after it with anger and jealousy in his heart.
One after another, burned bamboo scrolls appeared until the twenty-fourth stone chamber.
Meng Han shook miserably a few times, and the black mist outside the stone room seemed to turn into a face that was mocking him, causing him to open his mouth and roar, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.
After breathing heavily for a long time, Meng Han finally calmed down a little. After all, his character was tougher than ordinary people. He knew that the facts could not be changed, and no matter how painful he was, it would not help.
"Could the person who obtained the secret book come from the Qingsha style?"
Meng Han knew very well that there might not be another supreme martial arts in the world that could be as suitable for him as the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu. And if he wanted to obtain the Wanhua Demon Kung Fu, Qingsha Liu might be a breakthrough.
Many thoughts ran through his mind, and finally he gritted his teeth and walked into the black fog.
Not long after, a beautiful figure in green appeared in the second stone room.
Her reaction was no better than Meng Han's. Although she didn't vomit blood, her face changed color, her delicate body was trembling, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a gloomy and cold look.
"Taken away?"
The saint kicked the bronze desk in the last stone room away. She was not naive enough to think that she must be the most suitable person for the Wanhua Demonic Skill, but when things happened, it was still difficult to control her violent emotions.
"Maybe it's Aunt Lei and the others."
Qingshaliu has eight stone chambers exclusively, and in terms of probability, he is most likely to obtain the complete version of the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Skills. The saint told herself not to be impatient, there is still hope. After pondering for a while, she walked out of the stone chamber and hid in the black mist.
side of.
On the eve of the three-day period, a man wearing bloody clothes and a black iron mask appeared in the last stone room. Although his face could not be seen, the murderous aura shrouded in his body showed that he was not at peace in his heart.
Invisible in the black mist, the saint's bright eyes flashed, and she became more careful to control her energy.
When the man walked out of the stone room and was less than three feet away from her, the saint, who had been preparing for a long time, suddenly took action and drew out the thin willow scimitar from her waist. The green sword light was like a streak of swords, and she slashed at the opponent in an unstoppable manner.
The power of this sword is almost not inferior to the masters in the middle of the Tianxing Ranking! And even the masters in the middle of the Tianxing Ranking will have difficulty reacting when they are suddenly attacked by this attack.
A layer of black mist enveloped the man, and the green sword light cut the black mist into two halves. The black mist quickly dispersed, then closed in the distance, and finally condensed into the figure of the man.
"Netherworld's Transformation Body Technique, Zuo Youming, you are indeed not dead!" The Saint gave out a silver bell-like laugh.
The man's body tensed.
"A few years ago, Wu Guanting of the Sanjiang League used clever tricks to destroy Songquan Villa and the young master of Netherworld Road in one fell swoop. At that time, I wondered, how could you, Zuo Youming, be killed so easily with your cunning and treacherous nature?
Amazing, amazing, you actually used the method of suspended animation, the golden cicada escaped from its shell, turned from light to dark, and the whole world was almost concealed by you." (See Chapter 185 for details)
The saint's face was smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes: "Zuo Youming, you should have got the fragment of the Wanhua Demon Art. Hand it over and I will spare your life."
When Zuo Youming used the origin method to avoid it just now, he knew that his identity could not be concealed, so he simply showed his cards and said: "Does the saint think that I am a three-year-old child? It is better to use this trick to fool others."
The saint smiled broadly and stood still in place, but Zuo Youming felt chills all over his body and used the "Netherworld Transformation Technique" again without even thinking about it.
Almost at the moment when he turned into black mist and spread away, the saint appeared behind him and cut him in half with a knife. It was only then that the smiling figure of the saint opposite him slowly dispersed.
"Nine Heavens Great Illusion, I didn't expect that the saint is also a genius of illusion." Zuo Youming was calm on the surface, but there was a turmoil in his heart.
Although the Demon Sect was destroyed three hundred years ago, its foundation and heritage are still there, and the resources accumulated over the years are beyond the imagination of ordinary people in the world.
It was by relying on the ancient methods passed down from ancient times that he, Zuo Youming, was able to overcome the restriction of using three-star medicinal materials every five years and became a master on the Tianxing Ranking at the age of thirty-two.
Unexpectedly, the witch of Qingsha style was more terrifying. If he remembered correctly, she was only twenty-nine years old, five years younger than him, but her strength was no longer inferior to his.
Bang bang bang!
Zuo Youming was alone and did not want to get entangled with the saint. However, his body skills met his nemesis and he could not get rid of her, so he had to fight with her coldly.
One was extremely powerful with his sword, the other was amazing with his fists and kicks. The two geniuses of the magic sect fought nearly a hundred moves in the blink of an eye. All they saw was the flash of swords, mixed with criss-cross shadows of fists and kicks. It was hard to tell whether the sword was killing someone or whether the person was overcoming the sword.
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Zhuo Mufeng, who was walking in the black mist, looked at the glowing bull-head key in his hand and threw it away without thinking for a long time.
He had already acquired the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Skills, so there was no need to go to the Green Bronze Niu Gate to avoid causing trouble. Strangely enough, after he broke through the barrier, he noticed that the black mist around him was getting lighter and slowly dissipating.
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What he didn't know was that just as he walked out of the stone room.
Wisps of light like transparent threads are shuttled around the void, forming large or small vortex shapes, exactly like the formation channels that appear in the desert.
When the black fog completely dissipated, those who had not obtained the key and were wandering in the passage all noticed something strange.
"The exit is open. It seems that someone has obtained the complete Wanhua Demonic Art." Some masters of Qing Shaliu looked at each other, their hearts full of anxiety and expectation.
Zhuo Mufeng naturally discovered the passage and understood Wanhua Demon Man's intentions. If he was alone and had received the inheritance, it would be best to escape first.
However, he still wanted to find Wu Guanting, so he did not enter immediately.
This is a lengthy road with a width of 100 meters. There are not as many forks in the road as before, and as the black fog dissipates, it seems to have lost its confusing effect, so it is easy for scattered people to run into each other.
Zhuo Mufeng first met the masters of the Tao family and the Spring and Autumn Alliance. He wanted to retreat, but Tao Baibai stopped him and said with a smile: "Young Master Zhuo, are you still worried that Tao will frame you? Let's go together."
Ding Yang hummed: "Who do you think we are?"
Zhuo Mufengxin said, "You must be on guard against others. Who knows what your intentions are." This vigilant look made all the Tao family and Spring Autumn League masters have the urge to hit people.
"Mu Feng, don't be rude." A familiar voice sounded, but it was Wu Guanting who led Meng Jiuxiao and others up from behind.
It turns out that when the accident happened, several major forces were staying together. Later, when they fell below, they naturally weren't spread too far apart, so they were always together.
Seeing Wu Guanting, Zhuo Mufeng breathed a sigh of relief. He felt relieved now and walked up quickly with a smile. After paying homage to his adoptive father, Lao Meng and others, he said to Tao Baibai and others: "Uncle Tao and all the seniors, they are all here."
Xiao Ke naturally believes in upright people."
Of course you believe it now, Tao Baibai could only smile bitterly, and some elders felt that their intelligence had been insulted, so they all made angry snorts.
"This black mist came out of nowhere. It gathered and dispersed, and formation channels appeared again. I don't know what happened." Miao Kongqun, the head of the Miao family, looked puzzled.
No one dared to step into the formation channel easily, so they were still searching around, hoping to find more clues.
Not long after, they met the Dongfang Family and their entourage.
Zhuo Mufeng noticed that the person in charge had become Dongfang Tao, but the great elder was nowhere to be seen, and he suddenly had a suspicion in his mind.
With the thigh hug, everyone naturally looked up to the Dongfang family. Dongfang Tao did not refuse, he was just looking for something anxiously.
About half an hour later, a shocking explosion sounded in the distance, accompanied by several roars. Dongfang Tao and others' expressions changed and they rushed over quickly.
Seeing this, everyone had no choice but to follow, and soon discovered that there was a huge square space in front of them, with a length and width of several thousand meters.
At the very center, there is a row of green bronze doors, with a total of twenty-four. The surface is full of zodiac patterns carved on it, which is exactly two rounds of the twelve zodiac signs.
On the left and right sides of the green bronze door, there are long stone walls, and there is obviously space inside.
Zhuo Mufeng was secretly speechless, realizing that this was the place he left. But each door was so close to each other, why couldn't he hear the movement next to it before? Could it be the influence of the formation?
This was not the most attractive place. What really shocked everyone was that at this moment, an old woman was having a fierce fight with Dongfang Changsheng. The two were going back and forth, and for a while it was hard to tell who was who.
With Dongfang's ever-victorious power, even the top one on the Star Ranking cannot be his opponent. Who is that old woman?
Pounds, pounds, pounds...
The two super masters fought so fast that they could only be seen everywhere within a radius of several hundred meters. They were as powerful as Wu Guanting and other leaders of various factions, and they could not clearly see the moves of the two.
The terrifying air waves swept outward, lifting up layer after layer of dust on the ground, like a giant tornado blowing across, shaking all directions.
Suddenly, all the phantoms of the two people condensed together, resembling two giant dragons colliding with each other.
There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and everyone felt that their whole brains were turning white, and the two terrifying figures each flew back hundreds of meters.
Dongfang Changsheng shook a few times before he stood firm.
On the opposite side, Aunt Lei was holding a cane in her hand with a sarcastic look on her face.