"Oh, still have the strength to climb up?" Jin Tan Shengzi was slightly surprised, and a chill flashed quietly in his pupils. For some reason, from the first meeting of Zhuo Bufan, he felt a sense of hostility in his heart.
"Have I seen him somewhere?" Jin Tan Shengzi frowned and said in his heart.
"This guy can actually climb to the top of the mountain?" Yinjiu Wang Xu narrowed his eyes, and there was a sharp light in his pupils. He hated Zhuo Bufan, "Brother, it's better to kill this guy on the top of the mountain."
, avenge me.”
Everyone had different thoughts, but everyone's purpose was to be treasures on the top of the mountain. As for the two dark horses, Zhuo Bufan and Qingwei, they did not occupy everyone's attention.
Qing Wei didn't have much fluctuation in her heart. Zhuo Bufan was expected to reach the top of the mountain.
The last journey was only a few hundred meters, but for the six people, it was as far away as a century. Although it could withstand that kind of oppression, the true essence and body also under great pressure.
Finally climbed to the top of the mountain, the six people stood there, opened their mouths and took a deep breath, and everyone showed horror on their faces.
The top of the mountain is a plain, with a huge white skeleton that is tens of thousands of miles long entrenched, lying quietly in this vast land. A sense of heaviness of time suddenly spreads over, and the feeling of desolation and sadness filled the air, making
Everyone feels a sense of sadness.
Those who are as powerful as saints will also fall. The practitioners pursue their strength, and after many hardships, they will become eternal, and eventually turn into a pair of white bones. How sad.
"Don't shake your mind." Zhuo Bufan frowned and said lightly.
Hearing this, Qing Wei turned his head to look at him, and immediately understood, closed his eyes and stabilized his mood.
The other people also had a thrill of heart. The most important thing for practitioners is to practice their state of mind. They were almost affected by the desolation caused by the dragon bone. If they developed some wavering mentality, it would have major disadvantages for future practice.
Ning Nihan turned his head and nodded at Zhuo Bufan, his eyes also had a little strange look. He didn't even notice the impact of the dragon bone at the first time. Among the six teams, King Kasha had the most spiritual power.
He is strong, but in terms of mood, he is probably not as good as Zhuo Bufan.
This Shadow Killing King, who relied on the internal quota to enter the battlefield and showed his outstanding strength again and again, still made Ning Nihan more interested.
Once, it may be luck, but after so many times, it has nothing to do with luck, but relying on one's own strength.
After all the people calmed down, a darkness hidden in their eyes disappeared, and replaced by a firm light that was moving forward. Those who could come here were not mediocre people, but naturally they had a high mood. If they controlled it a little, they could eliminate it.
The impact of keel.
After Zhuo Bufan calmed down, he looked at the white dragon bone and continued to form. The dragon's head was in the center, and the white bones were covered with a layer of extremely green light.
The Qinglong Saint has been dead for many years, and his body has disappeared, but the bones are still filled with a sense of pressure from ancient times. That supreme divine power naturally makes people feel awe in their hearts.
"It should have appeared!" The Mad Eagle King licked his dry lips, his eyes looking at the keel, filled with an excited light.
Just as the words were finished, seven blurred figures appeared on the bones, just some afterimages, not real people, but each figure had a sense of self-righteous momentum, and exuded a strong evil spirit. This evil spirit has been suppressed by the Qinglong Saint
Made.
"These seven figures should be the peak realm masters of all races back then." A solemn expression appeared on King Ning's face.
"The eight dead master-level powerhouses?" Zhuo Bufan said.
"Although they are dead, the extremely tragic battlefield that year left them with countless resentment, as well as some fighting aura left behind, because of the existence of the Qinglong skeleton, it did not completely disappear." Qing Wei said slowly.
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"Working with the afterimages left by these realm masters may have a lot of gains." King Kasha said softly: "The realm masters have learned many advanced skills. If they can fight with them, they will definitely have an epiphany.
Although the Jidao martial arts cannot be passed on, they can also be understood through other people's martial arts."
Zhuo Bufan nodded. Like the sword marks and stone forest, some traces left by the saints can also comprehend some of the true meaning of martial arts from them.
"It's not only martial arts, but also if you can defeat one of them, you can absorb the dragon essence, which is probably enough to condense the Tianlong Seal." Saint Son of Jin Tan also said slowly.
These secrets were told by the elders. As for Zhuo Bufan, he had no background and had not even asked about various details clearly. He could only blame Jiang Zu for not telling him, so he entered the ancient battlefield with a dark look.
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"How come there are only seven paths? What about the Lord of the Zhulong Realm of my Barbarian Monster Clan?" The Mad Eagle King frowned, squeezed his palms tightly, and said unwillingly.
The eight realm masters wanted to kill the Qinglong Saint, among which the Zhulong Realm master of the Barbarian Monster clan was known as the invincible realm master and had supreme combat power. In the seven afterimages that appeared at this time, there was indeed no figure of the Zhulong Realm master.
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"Maybe the Lord of the Zhulong Realm has been completely destroyed and not even left a breath." The Holy Son of Jin Tan's lips slightly raised a sarcastic arc and looked at the Mad Eagle King Dao.
"Fuck, my master of the Zhulong Realm of the Barbarian Monster Clan is so amazing. Even the saint of the Green Dragon will never completely destroy him." The Mad Eagle King scolded angrily.
Although the Barbarian Monster clan formed an alliance with the Demon Clan, and even the Barbarian Monster clan was inferior to the Demon Clan everywhere, the relationship between the two sides was not as good as imagined. The Barbarian Monster clan lacked real strong men, otherwise it would have been out of the control of the Demon Clan long ago.
How could the arrogant and arrogant Crazy Eagle King take a saint in the Demon Temple seriously?
"Hmph." Jin Tan Shengzi just snorted softly.
"We have reached the top of the mountain. We can get something from each of us. I'll try it first." Ning Wang said slowly, his eyes shining brightly, and he immediately flew towards a figure.
The figure was extremely huge and in a weird shape. It was obviously the strong man from other peak groups, exuding a powerful aura.
The Lord of the Realm, the strongest realm under the saints, the Star Alliance summoned all the powerful people to practice, but there were only three saints, which shows how powerful the Lord of the Realm is. Even though he was dead, he had left behind at his peak.
Shadows should not be underestimated by anyone, even these selected geniuses.
Ning Wang flew towards the huge figure without any fancy moves. His fist condensed the powerful Yuan power and directly bombarded the former with one punch.
The huge figure sensed the attack, turned around, waved its fists, and shattered the true energy condensed by Ning Wang's fists. Then Ning Wang's figure immediately flew backwards, and a heavy sound of sound burst sounded.
"Even if it's just a afterimage left by the Lords of the Realm, it still has some of their strength at the beginning. It's difficult to challenge with the Realm King Realm, especially some guys who are holding on, so don't take risks." said the Mad Eagle King.
With a sarcastic curve, he looked at Zhuo Bufan and said.