In addition to Zhao Xi and others who came earlier, several people from the Yun family were also present, sitting cross-legged around Yuntian, comprehending the martial arts on the fallen tombstone.
Yun Chuan's arrival was also seen in the eyes of many people. Yun Tianyuan nodded to him and continued to close his eyes to comprehend the martial arts on the fallen tombstone.
Zhao Xi smiled coldly and said: "Yunchuan is really a scourge for thousands of years. With a cultivation level in the middle stage of body tempering, you dare to come here, and you are not killed by the previous monsters."
"Don't worry about it."
Yun Chuan smiled slightly and walked forward: "My life is too hard, even the King of Hell dare not take it away. However, I saw many corpses of Zhao family's children on the way here, but I didn't see Zhao Xi among them." The corpse makes me very sorry!"
"you!"
Zhao Yu was furious, his Yuan Li rolled over, and his strength in the late stage of body quenching exploded, pressing towards Yunchuan: "What a sharp-tongued boy, Yunchuan, you are a waste of first-grade blood, you are destined to be unable to step into Wudan." The garbage in the realm has obtained a lot of cold spring water. The cold spring water is only useful when you are promoted to the martial arts realm. It is a waste for you. How about handing it over? "
"Alright, Zhao Yu, don't do anything here. You'll get your hands dirty by wasting time. The right way is to first concentrate on understanding the martial arts skills on this tombstone."
Zhao Xi shook his head, shouted to stop Zhao Yu, looked at Yunchuan with cold eyes as if looking at a dead person, and said: "Let you live a little longer first, the Zhao family, the enemy of Uncle Ninth, must be killed."
There are already hundreds of martial arts cultivators surrounding this place at this moment, and the Gongsun family, Yuntian and others are also looking at this place eagerly. Zhao Xi does not want others to benefit.
"Hmph, if Brother Xi hadn't spoken, you would have died here today. Now your life is not as important as the martial arts on this tombstone. You will only be a waste in the body tempering realm for the rest of your life. What a thing!"
Yun Chuan smiled coldly and said nothing. There were too many people here. If he took action here, he might be fished in troubled waters. The murderous intent in his eyes flashed away, and he turned to look at the martial arts recorded on the tombstone.
"Huh? Hua Tian Yuan Jue, burning essence and blood to enhance the strength of the physical body, such a weird martial art."
Yumukawa's face revealed
There was a look of surprise. According to the records, this Tianhua Yuan Jue is only the lowest level yellow-level low-grade martial arts. However, it must not be so simple to be so solemnly engraved on the tombstone.
Moreover, what made him even more alarmed was that he had gained a lot of insights after just briefly checking the Tianhua Yuan Art, which gave him a feeling that even if he did not use the golden ancient scroll, It doesn't take a few days to realize the perfection of this technique by yourself.
However, he could see in the golden ancient scrolls that if he wanted to realize the perfection of the early Huang-level Tianhua Yuanjue, he would need a thousand soul points.
As for the general low-level yellow-level martial arts, such as the Great Thousand-leaf Palm and Seven-Star Sun Chaser, they only require about 200 points.
"A bunch of losers, they have been waiting here for so long just for the martial arts of a low-level Huang-level person. You guys can slowly comprehend it here. I won't accompany you. I want to go ahead to find a bigger opportunity!"
At this moment, a martial arts cultivator who came late could not hold his breath, glanced at everyone present, jumped up suddenly, and with his energy rolling, he walked directly into the road formed by the tombstones, heading towards the other side of the cracked coffin. .
Endless gray-black mist burst out and enveloped the martial artist who stepped on the tombstone. The next moment, it was like hot water and snow. The energy around the martial artist's body dissipated crazily, making a chirping sound. Live eroded.
Although the strength of that martial artist was not weak and he was about to reach the late stage of body tempering, increasing his energy to activate it still did not help. The next moment, all the energy in his body was eroded by the gray-black mist. There was fear in his eyes.
"I'm not willing to give in. Do I have to master this martial arts to pass here? I'm not willing to give in. Give me another chance..."
The martial artist struggled back, but at this moment the gray-black mist had eroded into his body. The next moment the mist dispersed, and when the sound disappeared, the previous man had suddenly disappeared without a trace, and his bones were all gone. none.
Gudu.
Someone swallowed a mouthful of spit, with a look of mixed joy and fear in his eyes.
The words that Wu Xiu said before he died were clearly heard by them. Now it seems that only by understanding the skills engraved on the tombstone can he walk over. Otherwise, he will die when the time comes. Don't know how he died.
The tombs of martial arts masters usually have settings full of dangers like this. If you are not careful, you may die here. Therefore, everyone present has a solemn expression at this moment, and they are calm and careful. Comprehending the martial arts of the low-level yellow class engraved on the tombstone.
Hundreds of people on the field had solemn expressions and no words. Half a day passed by. Suddenly, a martial artist stood up, with confidence and pride on his face. He walked forward and laughed loudly: "It's so simple. A martial skill, I, Chu Wu Dao, was actually the first one to comprehend it. In just half a day, I realized this martial skill to the level of subtlety. It seems that I am indeed blessed with deep blessings. The seniors left it to me. The opportunity of the treasure has determined that I will be the first to get it!"
The martial arts cultivator named Chu Wudao was not weak. He was a bit stronger than the martial arts cultivator who was the first to cross the stone bridge. He laughed loudly at this moment, and with excitement, he took the first step and crossed the stone bridge. on top of the tombstone.
"Hua Tian Yuan Jue!"
He roared wildly, energy surged all over his body, his muscles bulged, and his upper body clothes burst open, revealing his bronze skin, which was full of unparalleled strength at a glance.
The gray-black mist that surged in before, after he used this martial art, did not rush towards him like before. Instead, it avoided him directly as if it was spiritual. Seeing this scene, he was even more confused. This made the martial arts cultivator named Chu Wudao light up with joy, laugh, and stride forward.
Snap!
He had only taken a few steps when suddenly, a piece of muscle fell off silently from his bronze-colored body that was full of strength, and fell onto the tombstone and disappeared.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Chu Wudao seemed unaware. As he moved forward, pieces of flesh and blood on his body continued to fall to the ground, and were directly absorbed by the tombstone. Before he had passed half of the tombstone, his whole person became For a skeleton of bones.
(End of chapter)