Tingyulou!
Wang Dong opened his eyes, two rays of light shot out, and he exhaled a breath of turbid breath. His whole aura completely changed.
"Level 6 Martial Lord?"
Wang Dong's heart trembled, what kind of span was this? It was just the wisps of aura left by the man on the martial soul inheritance mark. After being absorbed by him, it directly promoted him to five minor realms.
After reaching Wu Zun, every level of improvement is difficult to reach the sky, but now he has easily reached level six. He has already walked half of the journey that he originally planned to walk in a year and a half.
"He was once a saint. If he wants to forcibly raise your realm, he can directly let you reach the sect level. Now he has raised you to five small realms because he wants you to go on your own. I hope you can find other ones." The method of liberation." As soon as Zi opened her mouth, she knew what the man said and did to Wang Dong without having to guess, so she reminded him.
Wang Dong chose a year of glory, the same level of martial arts, the same man with the same feeling, the same choice, but she didn't know that the ending would still be the same.
"I know that the Devouring Martial Spirit is rare in thousands of years. Even he couldn't find the Creation Martial Spirit with a shorter time interval. How could I be so lucky to just meet the Devouring Martial Spirit?" Wang Dong smiled bitterly, this is the way to escape. It was a dead end from the start, it was too hard to feel guilty.
That is not something that can be solved by manpower, but is a decision of the times. Once the millennium comes, it will be very difficult to be born in the same era, so the so-called emperor soul renewal originally exists in legends.
"From today on, I will live for the war!" Wang Dong stood in the center of the hall and announced with cold eyes.
His identity is still the young master of Tingyu Tower, but he has walked out of Tingyu Tower.
It was on this day that the expected Battle of Wu Zun broke out in Huangcheng. Rivers of blood flowed across Huangcheng overnight. Countless families suffered annihilation, but no one sympathized with them because there was no one left who could sympathize with them.
"The Kun tribe is ready to fight!"
On this day, Wang Dong got the news, and the Wuzong finally restrained themselves for the time being. After all, there was no news from the Hai Clan. Once they fell into a situation of war between two sides, it was not what these people wanted to see.
Obviously, the so-called Battle of Martial Lords is to force out the remaining three top ten inheritances, and the people behind it can't wait for the top ten desolate orders to gather together.
"Only the immortal inheritance can barely sustain such a war of genocide. It is estimated that not many will be able to support it by then, and the remaining three major inheritances must be in it." Wang Dong sat cross-legged in Tingyu Tower, Thinking quietly, the deserted city is now in chaos, and there are many unsighted people. Two martial masters have fallen under his feet.
"Young Master Tingyulou, I will fight you!"
Suddenly, a voice sounded, and someone came directly towards him to kill him.
Wang Dong was not in a hurry. I don't know where this situation happened. All the forces with a little prestige were affected by this kind of impact, because a Wuzong made a promise. As long as he defeated a sect, he could get a Wuzong. Not many people can withstand the huge temptation of a Wuzong-level magic weapon made by one's own hands.
And with the prestige of Tingyu Tower now, it is naturally qualified, so three martial masters came in just one day.
Wang Dong patted the pages of the book he was afraid would fall off because he walked on the roof of Tingyu Tower for too long, and then stood up.
"Keng!"
The blade of the sword broke through the sky, and Wang Dong raised his step and slashed out with one strike. Now he has never understood the Eighty-one Sword Spiritual Diagrams. The Sword Saint's way of swordsmanship is not suitable for him.
But the power of his sword completely inherited the power of the Eighty-one Sword Spirit Map. Every time the sword was launched, his sword energy had already hit the opponent.
"kill!"
With a shout, the Martial Lord also took action. This was a sixth-level Martial Lord, who was in the same realm as Wang Dong. Unfortunately, the two Martial Lords who died earlier were respectively third- and fifth-level Martial Lords. Wrong I thought that Wang Dong had just been promoted and was still at the first level, but he was killed directly without any suspense.
But this time, the opponent Wu Zun obviously had a backup plan and was very cautious. He overlapping a pair of iron fists to form a dense fist shadow before taking action. In the end, it turned into a wall and blocked Wang Dong's attack.
"Reverse slash!" Upon seeing this, Wang Dong turned into a whirlwind and spun 360 degrees before the blade slashed down again like a mountain with boundless pressure.
"Boom..."
The fierce fight shook the world, and the martial master's fist was even more cunning. He punched the blade formed by Wang Dong's spiritual energy and almost broke the blade into pieces. However, he also paid a heavy price. The sword energy on the blade chopped off his entire arm to a bloody pulp almost instantly.
"Do you still want to fight?" Wang stopped his sword and asked calmly.
At this moment, everyone watching the battle held their breath. This was the third time that Young Master Tingyulou had opened his mouth in one day. The first two times he opened his mouth, two Martial Lords fell one after another.
The Martial Lord was obviously a ruthless character, and he snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, if I kill you, I can get a Martial Soul Soul Weapon, and then it won't be a problem to establish a sect."
Wang Dong remained silent, expressionless, and then took a step forward. At this moment, the knife in his hand became extremely sharp: "Sixty-four times the knife!"
"Buzz!"
The sword energy broke through the sky, and the void almost cracked open. Then, a series of houses exploded, and countless things were split in half. When the sword energy disappeared, only one person was still standing, but his face was full of horror, and then he split open and turned into a corpse.
"Another one died?" People were horrified. The young master of Tingyulou was actually a martial master who had been promoted a few days ago, but now he could kill a sixth-level martial master in three moves. It was incredible. Everything was like Dreamlike.
On the other hand, the people in Tingyu Tower looked at Wang Dong with admiration. This figure had shocked them too much in the past few days, and Tingyu Tower became even more famous because of it.
In these troubled times, few martial masters stand out like this, most of them are wise and wise in protecting themselves, and the geniuses of this family are hidden in the snow, not wanting them to participate in this era where human lives are worth more than dogs.
But it happens that in this era, many people just like it.
The king raised his sword and fell, and a life was lost. However, another person came from a distance. This person was like a shadow in the darkness. Under the clear day and clear sky, his figure seemed to be always in the darkness, even in the darkness. Darkness fell all around him, and it was frightening.
"You are like an old friend of mine!"
The person who came spoke, dressed in black robes, and when he looked closer, he saw that what he was holding was not a weapon, but a roast chicken and a pot of good wine.
"Anzi?" Wang Dong said calmly, and the mask he had made with great pains cracked open at this moment, and then fell to the ground with a clang.
"Master Wang?"
Countless exclamations rang out, full of disbelief, as if they had witnessed a huge change. Only Dark's footsteps remained the same, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
But a hint of surprise flashed across Wang Dong's face, and he said calmly: "Peak Martial Lord, so this is your true realm?"
Just now Anzi made a move, but he couldn't completely dodge it, so his mask was cut off.
"That's right, in the dark secret realm, you have to suppress the realm and control the strength. The beating is really frustrating!" A familiar voice came from the black robe.
"How did you know it was me?" Wang Dong couldn't help but wonder. He believed that his mask did not reveal any flaws.
Anzi chuckled and said: "Don't forget, Dark Nether's eyes are all over the Dark Continent. It is very simple to determine a person's identity, not to mention that you have nothing to hide before, and then combine all the intelligence to investigate It’s not difficult to reveal your identity.”
After Anzi finished speaking, the roast chicken in his hand flew out and hit Wang Dong in the face.
The solid soul hand instantly formed from Wang Dong's back and he grasped it accurately. Then, with a flash of light, the sword was broken into two halves and placed in front of him.
"Roast chicken and wine, today I'm here to catch up with Brother Wang!" Anzi smiled, still so confident, and then sat down in front of Wang Dong without any scruples.
Wang Dong narrowed his eyes slightly. He had always known that Anzi was very strong, but he didn't expect that he and Nong Ji would actually be on the same level. It was really hard to imagine who would win in the end if Anzi and Nong Ji went to war.
He was not polite and just grabbed half a chicken and started to chew on it. Thinking about it, he had lived a lot of this kind of life before.
Anzi chuckled. Under the black robe, he could only see his confident eyes and mouth. He opened the wine bottle and took a sip. Then he handed it to Wang Dong and said, "High-quality monkey wine, but... You can’t ask for it!”
"Oh?" Wang Dong was surprised. When he opened the bottle, he smelled this familiar smell. He didn't expect that it was real. He couldn't help but took the bottle and took a sip. In an instant, he felt that his whole body was benefiting his heart. of pleasure.
"Yes, it just tastes like this. I didn't expect it to be able to continue brewing!"
Anzi was surprised that he had spent a lot of money to get this jug of monkey wine. Looking at his tone, Wang Dong had actually drank it before.
Wang Dong didn't explain much, but looked at An Zi with interest and said, "Brother An doesn't seem to like this bright and sunny world, why do you come to see me in a place like this?"
Anzi glanced at Wang Dong, his eyes suddenly shone, and said: "Compared with an opponent, these are nothing. I just came to seek verification. Now that I have the answer, I am waiting for the day when Brother Wang also reaches the peak. "
Wang Dong's heart was filled with excitement. What he saw was the unconcealed fighting spirit in Anzi's eyes. He was a difficult character who longed for his opponents to exclaim their hunger.
However, Wang Dong suddenly laughed, stared at Anzi thoughtfully, and said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"
Of course it can't be that simple. Wang Dong is not a fool. Anzi's fighting intention is true and what he said is also true, but this is only part of it.
You must know that Yuanyang paid a lot of money to help monitor Anzi. Although Anzi has been quiet since he came to Huangcheng, he has already discovered that there are many dark people in Huangcheng. I am afraid that after all The goal is still the Netherworld Fruit.
"A piece of fruit has attracted people all over the world to move. No matter what it represents, it is enough to be remembered in history." Wang Dong did not point out, but looked at Anzi and said quietly, "You are not the only ones here, the Yuan Clan, Tiandao The palace has also come, and in such a large deserted city, all the superpowers in the entire Dark Continent have gathered together. Do you think it will be exciting when this drama officially begins?"
"More than that, it will be very tragic!" Anzi's voice remained the same, and finally his eyes still fell on Wang Dong and said, "But these have nothing to do with me. All I care about is my opponent, and my opponent can only die. On my hands!”
As Anzi's voice fell, he was completely plunged into darkness, with only one pair of eyes still visible. He stared at Wang Dong and said quietly: "So, you must not die."
"Hey, just wait, don't be afraid that you can't keep up with me!" Wang Dong also smiled confidently. He bet a year on it, and the inheritance he inherited has only one condition, and that is his opponent.
This is the Tao he inherited. As long as he surpasses his own realm without killing an opponent, his realm will be improved, and he will gain the opponent's Tao fruit and devour it.
And he will do better than the man also named Zi Yi, because the so-called flaws will be made up for by the martial soul of creation. Although it is impossible to eliminate them, the power he obtains will be purer and more powerful.
There is no doubt that this is evil.
But Wang Dong didn't care. There was no distinction between good and evil in his heart. As long as it didn't go against his true heart, he didn't think there was anything wrong.
Anzi left, which was considered to be an early declaration of war, and also a letter of challenge. What Anzi was pursuing was the same as him, he was looking for someone who could allow him to escape the battle, so that he could break out of the cocoon, and even more Go up one floor.
Just when Wang Dong was sitting in Tingyu Tower and accepting the challenge from all directions, the war between the Kun tribe and the Ling tribe finally began. As expected, the Kun tribe joined forces with the Lei Zongzhe, and Wang Dong got the news immediately.
"Let's go, support the Spiritual Tribe!" Wang Dong's eyes were deep and he disappeared like lightning. At the same time, Zi Yi's figure also disappeared in the main hall. Only Nong Ji and his wife were still sitting there.
"Rumble..."
As expected, the battle between the Spirit Clan and the Kun Clan really started in the deserted city. When Wang Dong arrived, he saw the strange sight of seven desolate orders hanging in the air.
The war started in Huangcheng and the contract came into effect. Unfortunately, the Kunling and Ling tribes had broken away from their confinement. The streets and alleys where the two tribes fought were already filled with blood. No one could stop this war.
"When the direct bloodlines of the two clans are at war, the remaining three desolate orders cannot be hidden. The remaining families from the previous cleansing of desolate city will definitely appear one by one." Wang Dong whispered, originally trying to find out The ten major inheritances were so difficult that everything ended up being ruined by their own hands.
"Success is also due to Huang Ling, and failure is also due to Huang Ling. The ten major inheritances have been passed down to this day because of Huang Ling's protection. Will they also come to an end in the near future because of Huang Ling?"
"Buzz!"
Just as he was frowning, a shocking aura suddenly rose up in the deserted city behind him. Covered by golden light, a wild dragon soared into the sky and roared upwards. The roar made the entire deserted city tremble.
"The eighth desert order has appeared!"
"Buzz", "Buzz"...
Immediately afterwards, two more golden light pillars shot into the sky!
(End of chapter)