"Hey! The spiritual energy that has finally been cultivated has been absorbed again, so when and when will it be possible to break through to the Dacheng Stage. A fourteen-five-year-old boy, looking at the thing hanging around his neck, complained in his mouth, and looked carefully. , Its strength actually turned into the late stage of the god realm.
There is a thing between his neck, about two fingers wide, pitch black as ink, exuding a mysterious aura, and with the absorption of aura, it glows with a faint rhyme, and it is no ordinary thing at first glance.
I occasionally found this thing in the mountains and forests that day. At that time, I was shocked by the heavens. I thought it was a great treasure, but I came back to study, but there was no sign of it, and I kept devouring my own aura.
If it hadn't been for the glimmer of expectation in the heart, and fantasizing that this thing had absorbed enough spiritual energy, it could show its true appearance, the youth would have lost this thing long ago.
"Shang'er! Shang'er!"
When the young man was holding the thing depressed, an old shout came, and then an old man staggered to the foot of the mountain in the distance.
"Grandpa Kang! I'm here." The young master turned his figure, concealing the worry on his face, looked at the figure in the distance, and called out loudly.
However, between a few flies, the young man had already jumped to the old man's side, looking at the peaceful old man, his eyes were full of joy.
"How is your cultivation?" The old man said softly while looking at the young man in front of him, his eyes full of petting.
A trace of pride flashed in Wu Shang's eyes, and he said excitedly: "Grandpa Kang, don't worry, I feel that it won't take long to break through to the strength of the Dacheng realm, and then I will go to the tomb of the gods, and I will undo the curse in the clan."
"Hey! It’s not bad to be here at your age, but for thousands of years
"At the end, the old man stopped speaking, looking at the young man in front of him, his face full of pity.
There was also a trace of sadness in Wu Shang's eyes, but then he was replaced by a touch of determination. Looking at the old man, he solemnly said: "Don't worry, Grandpa Kang, in the tomb of God, I will definitely find a solution."
"Then you practice hard. Since you have already planned to go, you should break through to the Great Success Realm as soon as possible. This is the spiritual thing I exchanged for you, and if you absorb it, it should help you break through to the Great Success Realm." Looking at the young man in front of him, the old man His eyes were full of pity, but then he took out a plant full of aura.
Wu Shang was overjoyed in his eyes and said anxiously: "Such a strong aura, great, thank you, Grandpa Kang."
Hey!
Seeing the martial artist leaving happily, the old man sighed deeply, but said nothing.
The danger in the tomb of the gods is extremely dangerous, and those who go there are all overbearing disciples of the major forces. With his current strength, Ken is a life of nine deaths.
Why didn't Wu Shang know the danger, looking at the spiritual creature in his hand, his eyes were full of seriousness, and now he was worried whether the thing on his chest would absorb his aura.
If it weren't for this weird thing, with its talent, I'm afraid it would have already broken through to the Great Realm.
Although after breaking through to the Dacheng Realm, there is no concrete improvement in the tomb of the gods, but at least his chances will be much greater.
"Huh! Didn't absorb his own spiritual energy?" The martial artist who practiced cross-legged, looked at the little thing hanging around his neck, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said with joy.
eccentric! I was worried before, but I didn't expect that it would become silent after only a while. It seems that this thing is really very spiritual.
It has not been long since that day, Wu Shang flashed a hint of eagerness in his eyes, took out the spiritual object, held his hands, and instantly turned into a strong spiritual energy and poured into his body.
The surging spiritual energy swept down, and the things on his chest did not come out to cause trouble, Wu Shang felt the expanding Linghai, his eyes were full of surprises.
After half a month of time passed, the figure sitting quietly at the foot of the mountain suddenly exploded with a terrifying breath, and then continuous joyful laughter came.
"Haha??? That's great, I finally broke through to the Dacheng Realm. When I go to the tomb of the gods, I will definitely find a way to resolve the curse." Feeling the tyrannical aura, Wu Shang's face was overjoyed.
"Hey! I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse." The elderly Kang in the distance sighed in a low voice listening to the continuous laughter.
Turning to look at the defeated courtyard, a trace of sadness passed through Kang's eyes, he picked up the broom in his hand, and hobbled towards the distance.
The continuous buildings are extremely clean, except for the sound of the swaying branches in the sky, only the sound of the salsa sweeping the leaves.
The broom lightly swept across, but a breeze blew in, and dense leaves slowly fell in the air, covering the entire courtyard, but Kang Elder ignored the scene behind him, and slowly moved towards the attic in the distance. Sweep away.
The leaves were all empty, and the back of that 岣嵝 looked extremely desolate.
Glancing at the quiet building behind him, Wu Shang's face was full of firmness, and then he swept toward the distant street resolutely.
The largest building in the city is in the center, but there is no one in the street around the building, but in the distance, there is a bustling yelling voice, and it seems that everyone is deliberately avoiding that area.
"No matter what the outcome is, I still have to fight for you." After Wu Shang's figure disappeared, an old figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard, looking at the quiet street around, and whispered.
As the words fell, there was a fierce murderous intent in the old eyes, disappearing behind the courtyard gate, and the courtyard gate that had been opened slowly merged.
Dense fine sweat swept across his forehead, Wu Shang looked at the spirit beasts passing by in the air, and had to grit his teeth and chase them quickly.
The breakthrough in strength has left him behind a lot of time, and now he is on his way again. If he doesn't hurry up, I am afraid that he will really miss time.
The warriors who rushed around looked at the martial artist who flew by, avoiding them from a distance, seeming to keep a considerable distance from them.
Obviously for this hurried young man, all the martial artists around were aware of it, but no one came forward to make friends.
With regard to the expressions of the martial artists around, Wu Shang was already not surprised, his eyes closed tightly, and without the slightest surprise, he went straight ahead.
Sweeping his gaze, the surrounding martial artists are all in the realm above the Dacheng realm, and all of them are full of tyrannical vigor.
For several months, even with the strength of the martial artist, I also felt a little tired, but looking at the scene in the distance, my eyes were full of joy.
A mountain as large as a hundred meters is suspended in the air, with mysterious auras spreading on it, and sometimes warriors fly up. If you don't look at it, you won't be able to see the existence of the mountain.
"Huh! I finally arrived." Looking at the hill where the martial artist still enters, Wu Shang said with excitement, and immediately flew up, his face full of eagerness.
"stop!"
When Wu Shang Kankan approached, a loud shout suddenly sounded, and then a warrior stood sideways, blocking Wu Shang directly.
The martial artist stopped, looking at the martial artist's clothing, frowned, and said coldly, "Why block my way?"
"The tomb of the gods is closed, wait for the next time." Martial artist glanced at Martial Shang indifferently, and shouted in a low voice, and a fierce anger rose from the whole body.
"Late Dacheng Stage!"
Wu Shang's face became stiff, looking at the hills that suddenly shone, there was a hint of eagerness in his heart. It seemed that there was not much time left. If he was blocked here again, he would definitely miss this opportunity. .
"The rules are determined by all forces. Do you want to go against the wishes of the ancestors?" Wu Shang swept the martial artist who flew up in front of him, shouting loudly, but his eyes were full of fierce murderous intent.
The huge sound attracted the attention of many warriors in the distance. When it was a martial artist, they stopped making a sound. Both eyes were calm. But looking at the warrior standing in the distance, his eyes flashed across. A hint of dissatisfaction.
Although they felt jealous about the forces behind this warrior, they were obviously extremely dissatisfied with such a fair and honest behavior.
The momentum in the early stage of the Dacheng Stage was rising, Wu Shang looked at the martial artist in front of him, his face was full of frost, and the trip to the tomb of the gods was bound to be won, how could this opportunity be missed.
"Let him in, it will not affect us badly." A martial artist next to him, looking at Wu Shang with fierce eyes, said softly.
However, the strength in the early stage of the Dacheng Stage can be completely killed at will, but a few people have to think about the consequences of doing this, after all, the big power is looking at the face.
It seemed that the reaction of everyone around him was also seen, a gloomy color flashed in the Wu Zhe's eyes, and his eyes looked at Wu Shang fiercely.
Humph!
The warrior hummed angrily, turned and walked away, but then he smashed a piece of jade in his hand, and his eyes were already fiercely murderous.
Seeing the warrior retreat, Wu Shang did not dare to stay for a while. Although he felt that warrior’s killing intent, Wu Shang didn’t care at all. He immediately flew towards the hills in the sky, and as he approached, the hills in front of him, as expected. Like a huge tomb.
Looking at the hills getting closer and closer, Wu Shang's eyes were full of surprises. In the tomb of the gods, the warrior can only go twice in his life, and there is no requirement for strength, but once he has gone twice, no matter it is What kind of strength are all blocked.
Because of the scarcity of opportunities, the warriors who go there are divided into two extremes. One is the low-strength but amazingly talented warriors, and the other is the powerful and veteran strong. With the strength of the martial arts, it seems a little bit. Weak.
A faint rhyme flashed, Wu Shang, who flew towards the hill, looked at the hill that was getting closer, his eyes were full of expectation.
Obviously only a hundred meters in size, Wu Shang, who can fly by, can see that the entire hill is out of sight at a glance, and it seems extremely broad.
When Wu Shang was about to approach, a mysterious aura swept across, and then the whole body was directly submerged in the tomb of the gods.
"Is this the tomb of the gods? I will undo the curse of the family for thousands of years." Wu Shang whispered while looking at the mysterious place in front of him.