The stone statue is seamlessly integrated and three meters high. Every part of it has been carefully carved and looks lifelike. At first glance, you might think it is a living person standing here, with extraordinary charm!
When he stepped within one meter of the stone statue, Wutan suddenly felt a strong fighting spirit and overwhelming domineering aura rushing towards him!
It feels like the stone statue in front of me is the incarnation of a god of war, which makes people feel admiration in their hearts!
The man in white walked up to Wutan, looked up at the face of the statue, his eyes filled with admiration and worship.
“This is the statue of the first-generation Holy Lord. The first-generation Holy Lord was also a great and perfect Heavenly Lord, but in the ancient destruction war, he and the first-generation Heavenly Emperor perished together. But I heard from the God of War that a trace of the first-generation Holy Lord’s soul entered reincarnation, but until now, we have not been able to find his reincarnated body.” said the man in white.
"He's also reincarnated?"
Wutan frowned imperceptibly. Is it true that all the strong people do not actually die, but enter reincarnation, and will come back sooner or later
At this time, the man in white gathered his spirits, looked at Wu Tian and said, "Fu Chou, take out a drop of blood and drop it on the center of the statue's eyebrows."
Upon hearing this, Wutan temporarily put his doubts to rest and extracted a drop of blood from his body. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a stream of light, which dripped and fell right on the center of the statue's eyebrows.
At that moment, the center of the statue's eyebrows seemed to be inlaid with a golden gem, which suddenly burst into brilliant light.
Wutan couldn't help but feel curious. Was there some mystery hidden between the eyebrows
The man in white shouted, "Hurry up and sit down, calm your mind and concentrate on understanding. Remember to be pious."
Wutan came back to his senses and sat cross-legged on the ground. The dark ground was not cold, but instead there was a warmth in his heart.
"Pious?"
Wutan was quite disdainful in his heart. In fact, there was no difference between the inherited martial supernatural power and the god-level supernatural power. The only difference was that the former could be possessed by many people at the same time, while the latter could only be possessed by one person.
However, the next moment, the light between the eyebrows of the stone statue suddenly dimmed rapidly.
"kindness?"
Wutan raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be that the stone statue was spiritual and could see through his thoughts and was not going to pass on the inheritance to him
Similarly, the Lord of the Inner Hall and the first-generation Lords of the three main halls were also extremely surprised and puzzled, as such a situation had never happened before.
"Could it be..."
The four of them looked at Wutan at the same time.
The man in white shouted, "Fu Chou, do you look down on the Seven Absolute Tyrant Blades in your heart?"
"Well!"
Wu Tian was stunned. Could it be that the statue could really see through his thoughts
The Inner Hall Master said anxiously, "Fu Chou, you have angered the will of the Divine Power Talisman. Kneel down quickly, worship sincerely, and beg for his forgiveness."
"The will of the magical talisman?"
Wutan was slightly stunned. Could it be that the magical talisman of the Seven Deadly Swords was hidden between the eyebrows of the stone statue
If that's the case, that's even better.
The disdain in his eyes became even stronger.
Kneel down
Worship
How many people in this world are qualified to make him kneel down without a care in the world
He simply stood up and said calmly, "I have only knelt to my parents and my closest relatives in my life. Even heaven and earth are not worthy of me kneeling, let alone a magical talisman. If this is the only way to obtain the inheritance, I would rather not have it."
The Inner Hall Master shouted, "Fu Chou, stop messing around!"
Wutan ignored him, soared into the air, and stood proudly opposite the stone statue's eyebrows. Then his mind moved, and four magical talismans appeared.
The four magical talismans are the Heaven-Destroying Strike, the Nine Steps of Shura, the Four Styles of Blood Burial, and the Four Styles of Shura.
"How can it be?"
"He actually possesses four divine powers!"
The three hall masters and the inner hall master below were dumbfounded and full of disbelief.
"See? They are all god-level magical powers. To me, god-level magical powers are not rare at all. Do you have the qualifications to act arrogantly in front of me?"
"Now, I'll give you the last chance. Do you want to give me the Seven Deadly Swords? You have to listen carefully. It's not you who's giving me the chance, it's me who's giving you the chance." Wutan said proudly.
"Fu Chou, get down here!"
"Don't be so presumptuous!"
"You are being disrespectful!"
After hearing these horrifying words, the first generation masters of the three main halls suddenly came to their senses and shouted at Wutan.
Wu Tian turned a deaf ear to him, looked at the stone statue's brow, and said calmly: "My patience has its limits."
Seeing that Wutan was becoming more and more excessive, the master of the inner hall hurriedly took out the Earth Elephant Order and sent a message to Xuanyuan Ao and the Holy Lord.
But Wutan noticed that the light between the eyebrows of the stone statue was no longer dimming, but it did not get stronger either.
“It seems that you are very unconvinced. Well, I will make you convinced today.” Wutan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put away the four magical talismans, then closed his eyes, entered a ethereal state, and began to comprehend the Tianlun Fist.
The Tianlun Fist is still at the stage of advanced magical power, and its secret is simpler than the Heaven-Destroying Strike.
Although the Tianlun Fist was not created by him, he once evolved it by fusing the Blood Wheel Fist, the Earth Wheel Fist, and the Tianlun Fist together, greatly increasing the power of the Tianlun Fist.
In fact, it was equivalent to being created by him. Now it would not take too long to master it again.
The man in white said in a deep voice: "This bastard boy, I just said he was humble and had good character, but now I realize that it is not the case at all. He is more arrogant and conceited than anyone else!"
The Inner Hall Master said, "I'll go capture him!"
After saying that, he flew into the air and landed behind Wutan, and his old hands grabbed Wutan's clothes.
"etc!"
But at this moment, a rapid shout rang out.
Soon after, the Holy Lord and Xuanyuan Ao arrived in the castle.
"Meet the God of War."
"Meet the Holy Lord."
The first generation masters of the three main halls saluted.
The Holy Lord nodded, and when he saw Wutan floating in the air, a hint of displeasure immediately appeared between his brows.
Xuanyuan Ao was different. When he looked at Wu Tian, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he ordered the Inner Hall Master: "Come down first and don't disturb him."
"But… "
The Inner Hall Master frowned and wanted to say something, but Xuanyuan Ao waved his hand and said, "Fu Chou is in an ethereal state now. He may be comprehending something. Don't disturb him."
"Understanding?"
The Holy Lord and others were slightly stunned.
The Inner Hall Master landed in front of Xuanyuan Ao, thinking for a while, and asked in surprise: "From his tone before, could it be that he is going to create another magical power?"
Xuanyuan Ao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Tell me the details of what happened before."
At that moment, the master of the inner hall recounted everything that had happened before and what Wutan had said, word for word, in detail.
Xuanyuan Ao said: "It seems that he is really creating magical powers, because only in this way can the will of the Seven Absolute Tyrant Swords be convinced. However, the arrogance of this kid is indeed beyond imagination. 'It's not you who gave me the opportunity, but I who gave you the opportunity', it's a pity that he dared to say it out loud."
Xuanyuan Ao shook his head. It seemed that he had to re-evaluate this boy!
The Holy Lord also smiled bitterly.
Over the past few periods, there have been countless people who came here to receive inheritance, but without exception, everyone was like Leng Yue and the other three now, with a respectful heart, solemn and pious. Unlike this little bastard, he actually challenged them directly!
He even threatened to make the magical talisman convinced!
You must know that the will of the Seven Deadly Swords was bestowed by the first generation of Holy Lord.
In short, the magical talisman of Qi Jue Ba Dao is equivalent to the incarnation of the first generation Holy Lord. Challenging Qi Jue Ba Dao is naturally challenging the first generation Holy Lord.
He is the first person in history who dares to challenge the first generation Holy Lord.
Although the Holy Lord was quite disgusted by Wu Tian's rampant behavior, to be honest, he still admired Wu Tian's courage and determination. At least he himself did not have the courage to do such an outrageous thing that would be condemned by both humans and gods. Of course, the most important thing was that he had no confidence.
Xuanyuan Ao had spoken, and the first generation masters of the three main halls and the master of the inner hall could only wait quietly.
The Inner Hall Master suddenly remembered the gambling game and said, "Three seniors, does our gambling game still count?"
The man in white jokingly asked, "What do you think?"
“I think we should just forget it!” The Inner Hall Master smiled awkwardly. It was impossible for this kid Fu Chou to create magical powers and complete the inheritance in one day. If he continued to gamble, he would definitely lose.
The man in white transmitted the message: "That won't do. We are all Heavenly Lords. We must be responsible for what we say. If we regret it halfway, wouldn't we be laughed at? You two brothers, right!"
The other two hall masters also laughed secretly.
The master of the inner hall had a sad face and looked extremely depressed, and kept scolding Wutan in his heart.
Time just passes by little by little.
Four hours later, Wutan finally opened his eyes. When he sensed Xuanyuan Ao's breath, a gleam of light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he closed his eyes again.
Xuanyuan Ao is also very familiar with Tianlun Fist, so the name of Tianlun Fist needs to be changed.
After thinking it over, he couldn't think of any domineering name, so he simply changed the name of Tianlun Fist to Shura War Fist.
Then, he entered the ethereal state again and began to evolve the Shura War Fist.
The last time he evolved the Shura Nine Steps, he had already imprinted that feeling deeply in his heart. Therefore, even if there is no external threat now, it only took him two hours to evolve the Shura War Fist into a god-level magical power!
The whole process took a total of six hours, but this was within his expectations.
After his will was integrated into the magical talisman, Wu Tian opened his eyes again, and two bright beams of light burst out. He raised his head and looked at the center of the stone statue's eyebrows, with a look of contempt that was not concealed at all, and said: "Look carefully, what is this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his arm and spread out his big hand. With a flash of light, the magical talisman of Shura War Fist appeared out of thin air, hovering above the palm of his hand, exuding a tremendous fighting spirit!
"boom!"
As if shocked by Wujitia's action, the statue of the first generation Holy Lord shook violently, and a dazzling light burst out from between his eyebrows!
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