There was still a lot of noise before the inheritance. People who didn't believe in it were arguing with those who believed in it, while those who believed in it were wondering who this Wang Dong was and why they had never heard of it before.
Only the people from the ten major families from the coast were a little strange. They all looked at each other in confusion. They were familiar with the name, but after thinking about it, they still rejected it. If this was the case, the head of the Lu family should not be so stupid. He would be able to rule the Dark Continent in the future. The overlord was driven out of the door, and he was even offended to death.
"This... is absolutely impossible. How could it be that shameless man? He must have the same name!" A man in a corner shook his head desperately, comforting himself that he was the eldest son of the Lu family, Lu Youcheng.
On the other side, some people from the ancient clan frowned, remembering the scene on the Nether Sea that the second young master told, and murmured: "Is it really him?"
No matter what, Wang Dong himself was scared to death, and he was more determined to keep a low profile. He was not even ready to go on the field, and was planning to sneak away and take this opportunity to find the elixir.
But things went against expectations. There was a loud bang in the inheritance place, and a supreme avenue swept across. Everyone felt like they were enlightened, and they actually had the urge to realize the truth.
"this… "
Wang Dong was no exception. His whole body was floating, as if he was bathing in the great road. Things that he could not understand before suddenly became clear at this moment.
He sat down cross-legged. Such an opportunity was once in a lifetime, and he could not refuse such a temptation.
In fact, it wasn't just him, everyone in front of the heritage site was the same. They were all sitting cross-legged in darkness, as if they suddenly heard someone preaching.
Then a nihilistic figure covered the sky and hung on the Lingshan Mountain. It had no legs or hands, only a huge head, a single eye between its eyebrows, and a particularly terrifying mouth.
"Taotie!"
Countless people were shocked to see that the ancient ferocious beast Taotie looked like this, but no one had any contempt for it, but instead felt extremely fearful.
Everyone knows that if a glutton is called an ancestor, he can open his mouth to swallow the sun and the moon. This is something that really happened in ancient times. The devouring skills of this clan can shake the world.
"Is this the evil technique of gluttonous eating?" Wang Dong's eyelids trembled. He saw a horrifying scene. An ancient glutton opened its mouth. The sky and the earth turned pale, and the sun and moon lost all light. In the end, it actually swallowed the moon in one gulp, and the surroundings were even more... Countless stars have fallen.
He was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a terrifying sight. He couldn't even imagine such a situation, but someone actually did it.
"How powerful is this?" He originally thought that the Sword Saint was already extremely powerful, but now it seems that the journey of the Sword Saint is far from over.
His heart was burning. If the Sword Saint reaches the realm of Taotie, can he cut the stars with his sword
His original worries were all forgotten at this time, and he was moved. They were all martial arts masters, and the highest was only level three. Why couldn't he compete
"I'm going to decide on this devouring evil technique!" Wang Dong opened his eyes.
Soon, he found that Tian Daozi and Yuanyang had also stood up, their eyes blazing, all staring at the top of the Lingshan Mountain.
"It seems they saw the same thing as me!" Wang Dong whispered.
But not everyone was like this. Some people stood up with frowns and confusion, as if they had encountered some trouble.
Wang Dong was curious and asked a seemingly honest practitioner next to him. He was told that he clearly felt that he had realized something, but in the end he couldn't remember it at all.
"Don't you see anything?" he asked.
The man was surprised and confused, and said, "What did you see?"
Wang Dong glanced around and found that most of the people had this expression. He understood that the selection had already begun. The first step was to realize the evil devouring technique, or to test whether they were suitable for practicing the devouring evil technique.
"jingle!"
Suddenly, crisp sounds rang out one after another, and many people turned pale because the jade around their waists was shattered. This meant that not only did they lose a life-saving talisman, but they also lost the qualification to compete for the evil devouring technique. Can't even get on the stage.
"How cruel!" Wang Dong sighed. This was only the first level. At a glance, there were less than fifty people left, and there were only eight or nine people in each arena.
Wang Dong soon felt something bad, and there was actually a force pulling him towards a ring.
"Hey, that's not good!" He quickly caught a few figures, and they turned out to be people from Tiandao Palace, and Tiandaozi was among them. These people were mortal enemies of him, but he didn't expect them to be so unlucky.
"Which kid is it!" The people from Tiandao Palace had obviously discovered him, and Huang Ling even gloated about his misfortune and made a killing gesture towards him.
Others in the Tiandao Palace also showed ferocious looks. They were from the Tiandao Palace, one of the few immortal inheritances that still exists on the Dark Continent. To be forced to flee in embarrassment by a group of ordinary cultivators was simply a great shame.
"Hey, it's best not to make me angry. So what, Your Majesty? We are not only in the third heaven realm of martial arts masters now."
The aperture dissipated, and no one was in a hurry to take action. Since it was a selection, there must be rules. No one wanted to trigger it accidentally and be expelled.
Sure enough, a few lines of text quickly appeared in the center of the arena. Everyone changed their minds when they saw it. Even Wang Dong had a look of astonishment on his face. This arena really serves the purpose of selection.
According to the rules of the arena, only the Devouring Evil Technique can be used in the competition. Once you realize it, you can use it. All other techniques are banned. Some people don't believe it and forcefully use the techniques they are good at. As a result, the suppression and suppression in the arena cannot be used at all.
"Even weapons and magic weapons have been banned!" Wang Dong felt a headache when he saw the last row. Fortunately, the Zhulu Daoye he relied on most was no longer available.
Then he secretly tried to mobilize the Beast Control Palace, but there was no response, and even the Sword Domain Space could not be opened.
"Sure enough, it is a pervert. It is worthy of being the dojo of the near-ancestral-level peerless ferocious beasts!" This is the first time that the Sword Domain space cannot be used, but it becomes clear after thinking about it. After all, the Sword Saint is only a Saint-level, facing It is normal for a near-ancestor-level figure to be unable to use his or her dojo.
Soon he found that everyone who entered the ring was sitting cross-legged. Apparently after various attempts, he found that he could only follow the rules and wanted to seize all the time to understand the evil devouring technique and win at the starting line.
However, he was soon interrupted when he sat down cross-legged, and a foot kicked him in the back. If the arena had not suppressed his spiritual consciousness, he would have definitely been kicked off his back when he entered the state of enlightenment.
A ball of anger arose in his heart, and the sword force burst out and pressed towards the back. This is force, invisible and formless. It is something that is adapted to one's own temperament after training, and it can only affect the enemy's heart during the battle. It was a deterrent, so there was no suppression in the arena.
It has been some time since Wang moved the sword to understand it. At this time, it already had a certain power. It was suddenly released with a magnificent momentum, and the whole thing was pressed down like a wall. At the same time, it was accompanied by the sword energy he had understood.
The man was horrified and kicked the air. He felt an invisible wall pressing down on him, making him unable to breathe. That was all. He felt countless sword lights coming down with endless force, and he was frightened to death. His legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
"People from Tiandao Palace?" Wang Dong's voice was cold, and he looked at the four or five people sitting cross-legged in the distance. He didn't expect that they were so mean and deliberately sent people to interfere with him and prevent him from realizing the evil technique of devouring.
There was a lot of commotion here, and many people were awakened, and their eyes glanced here full of dissatisfaction.
Someone from the Tiandao Palace also glanced over. It was Huang Ling. Seeing that his subordinates were so helpless, his face suddenly turned livid, and he actually sent another disciple over.
"Hey, don't stare at me like that, they will have fun with you." After Huang Ling finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and began to meditate.
At this time, the person who was frightened by Wang Dong's momentum also woke up and suddenly became angry. After all, he is also an elite in Tiandao Palace. Today, he was frightened to the ground by a first-level martial artist. If this spreads out, how will he be able to do it in the future? Stand in front of others.
"Where did you come from? This is the territory of our Tiandao Palace. There is a place for your enlightenment. Get out of here quickly." The man sneered. He had already been ordered. He didn't need to do anything more, let alone really do it. The purpose of driving this man out is to let him watch here. Lord Huangling will come to deal with it in person later.
Wang Dong looked on coldly, as if nothing had happened, but with a sneer on his lips. He is the martial soul of creation. What is creation? The essence of seizing the world is for creation. Even if he himself is not enlightened, the martial spirit of creation will subconsciously understand it. He only needs to do it for a moment. The guiding influence is not very great.
Seeing that their goal was achieved, the two men kept silent on their intention to teach Wang Dong a lesson. Their constant sarcasm was for one purpose, so that Wang Dong had no chance to understand the evil technique of devouring.
Not far away, Huang Ling opened his eyes and sneered from time to time. Wang Dong was standing and being scolded, with a poor look on his face, which made him feel very comfortable.
"Boy, when I realize the evil technique of devouring, you should be the first one to sacrifice my sword to me. Let you know the consequences of offending me, Huang Ling, and the Tiandao Palace."
Although many people outside the Tiandao Palace looked at this scene with dissatisfaction, they all remained silent. The Tiandao Palace was extremely powerful, and even the orthodox rulers like them did not dare to offend.
In the eyes of everyone, Wang Dong was undoubtedly pitiful. He was constantly harassed by two disciples of Tiandao Palace, but he dared not speak out in anger and could only stand and be scolded.
In fact, Wang Dong didn't hear what the two people in front of him were saying at all. He only left a trace of his consciousness to guide his body to prevent sneak attacks. The rest of his experience was immersed in the shock of the devouring evil technique.
He saw that mouth, the trembling stars, and the falling bright moon again, this time it was more real.
He felt the source of inspiration. All Taoist charms came from this spiritual mountain, and he also felt a devouring law. As soon as he understood it, he felt that his consciousness would be devoured.
(End of chapter)