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[Chapter 966 Eighth Section of the Holy Soldier Division]

"Elder God, the Wuya Saint Weapon Division has reached the seventh level."

Bounte also looked at the god-level dwarf who looked at most of the Golden Hammer and said that his face was very ugly. He never thought that Wu Ya would reach such a terrifying level. He thought about the gap between the two when they competed with him in forging.

Not big yet.

"Don't worry, if he can't reach the peak of the Holy Weapon Master, he won't be able to conquer hundreds of tribes. Although his understanding of the terrain has reached its peak, there are other factors. Cultivation is not that simple, and he can't reach it.

." Most of the god-level dwarves in the Golden Hammer sneered: "Now we should think about how to become the king of hundreds of tribes with the help of this human genius."

Boente's face improved slightly, he became faintly excited, and began to think of how to ridicule Wu Ya.

The faces of the ancient people were not very good-looking either, and their eyes looking at Wu Ya were even more murderous, but all they could do was wait.

"What is it, the aura on Wu Ya's body?"

The above was the reaction of all parties when Wu Ya reached the seventh stage of the Holy Weapon Division. In any case, everyone's mentality was much firmer than before. However, they did not discuss or think too much, because at this moment, Wu Ya

A terrifying murderous aura suddenly erupted from his body, and everyone screamed, staring at Wu Ya, some nervous, some expecting, some doubtful...

"What a terrifying killing aura. If I guessed correctly, this should be the attribute of the essence and blood of the last emperor of the ancient demon clan. I didn't expect it to explode at this time." A certain expert from the ancient people saw it and said in a low voice: "It seems

, it is not easy for Wu Ya to completely integrate the essence and blood, let alone become the king of hundreds of tribes, hey, there is something good to see."

The god-level elders also saw it and did not speak. Instead, they stared at Wu Ya.

A look of pain appeared on Wu Ya's face, but soon he immediately modified the training method. It was a body training method. However, the masters present could see that the body training method treats the symptoms but not the root cause. It cannot be combined with killing.

The breath will only explode.

But at this moment, a murderous intention belonging to Wu Ya also broke out...

In an instant, two different killing auras detonated in the Elf Forest. Among them, the killing aura belonging to the essence and blood of the ancient demons began to merge with Wu Ya, but it was still not enough. Everyone still watched without saying a word, because of the terrifying

The sword intent also erupted, leaving them no time to talk. They were all shocked again. Isn't this sword intent too terrifying?

Although it is still immature, its horror is beyond imagination.

It turns out that the shocking sword intent before was not everything this kid had at all. Damn it... What's even more damning is that before everyone could finish sighing, the terrifying sword intent in front of them suddenly reversed, bringing with it darkness and...

An evil breath.

"Dark Side Kendo, how did this kid do it?"

Shan Daoxiong is a master of martial arts. He immediately saw the problem and was shocked. Suddenly he saw the shadow of "Cotton Fist" in this kendo. He twitched the corner of his mouth. "Cotton Fist" seemed to be more powerful than he thought.

Shan Daoxiong is profound and profound, but he spent a lot of time studying "Cotton Boxing" and got a lot of inspiration from it. He is able to reach the quasi-god level, and his contribution is indispensable.

"It seems that Wu Ya boy has passed this level again, and his sword skills and killing intent will probably make things smoother."

Lin Mufeng also nodded, he was already numb, Grandma Ming said. His miracle is only his strength. Such swordsmanship and killing intent will also make hundreds of tribes rethink the bottom line of surrender, right?

He also knew that Wu Ya had a dark side of swordsmanship. Wu Ya had used it in the Traveler World.

"This aura is this aura, the killing aura of the ancient demon clan. He is indeed the inheritor of the ancient demon clan."

At this moment, those races who were still loyal to the ancient demon clan after such a long time screamed in surprise. It turned out to be a soldier spirit. Well, only the immortal soldier spirit could still remember the ancient demon clan back then.

The breath of...

"My subordinates from the Ancient Demon Clan, the Demon Splitting Clan, have met the Ancient Demon Emperor and are willing to work for the Ancient Demon Emperor!"

At this time, another race expressed their allegiance to Wu Ya. The previous Ancient Demon Emperor's Seal was still not enough. It did not completely prove that he was the inheritor of the Ancient Demon and did not have the blood of the Ancient Demon. But now they completely believed it, and

He declared his allegiance.

Not just one race, but four.

In an instant, the Ancient Demon Emperor's Seal in Crystal's hand absorbed some kind of aura. Although the eyes were still lifeless, they seemed to open wider, but there was still no reaction, and they were still just staring at Wu Ya who was practicing.

"boom……"

I don't know how long it took, but something seemed to be broken in Wu Ya's body. Hong Hong thought, the dark side swordsmanship and the killing aura still exist, but now there is only a killing aura left, because Wu Ya has been completely integrated.

The terrifying aura almost made the weak people present tremble slightly, feeling like they were running away for their lives.

"The Holy Weapon Master has reached the eighth stage, and the killing aura has been integrated. I wonder if he can continue?" The god-level lion man said in a low voice. Everyone was as numb as Lin Mufeng, and they just continued to wait, seemingly like a witch.

It is possible for Ya to achieve anything.

But what shocked them was that the miraculous guy actually opened his eyes at this moment...

"I'm sorry, I can only do this, the energy of the essence and blood has been exhausted."

Wu Ya's voice was hoarse, and he slowly stood up. The dark side swordsmanship and killing aura disappeared in an instant. The scene was still very quiet. Everyone looked at him, looking at his pair of eyes that seemed to be glowing with a strange red color.

eyes.

Yes, it has the attributes of the ancient demons.

Well, who cares what attributes he has now? Now everyone has a confused feeling. Wu Ya has only reached the eighth level of the Holy Weapon Division. It seems a little small. If before Wu Ya's breakthrough, it was said that he could reach the eighth level of the Holy Weapon Division.

I'm afraid Duan will be shocked, but now it feels like something is missing, as if he shouldn't have stopped like this.

No, the people from Beidou were stunned when they saw Wu Ya standing up, and then they came to their senses.

Beidou naturally felt a slight regret and pity, and most of the people from the Bai Clan also felt regretful, and were also in a daze because of regret, because Wu Ya had not reached the bottom line of their refuge and had not reached the peak of the Holy Weapon Division.

Until this time, many people thought that they were really looking forward to Wu Ya becoming the king of hundreds of tribes!

Perhaps because of this mood, even the god-level elders did not speak for a while. They were still looking to see if Wu Ya was joking on them, and whether Wu Ya would suddenly become overbearing and reach the peak of the Holy Weapon Master.

Already?

It's a pity that after waiting for a long time, there was nothing...

"Haha, wonderful, really wonderful, even I have to admit that brother Wu Ya, you are a genius, unprecedented, but you still only have the eighth rank of the Holy Weapon Division. You will not ridiculously think that you can become the eighth rank of the Holy Weapon Division."

The king of hundreds of tribes, right?"

Bounte finally let out a long breath. As the elder God said, he had not reached the peak of the Holy Weapon Division.

That is to say, his dream of being the king of hundreds of tribes was shattered, and he quickly ran out to continue the conversation he had before practicing in Wuya. Other voices naturally aroused discussions among countless people. In an instant, the scene became chaotic, but

It soon became quiet again, and everyone's eyes were wandering between the god-level elders present and Wu Ya. What will happen next? What should we do?

Wu Ya didn't speak, but just took a few steps forward.

At the same time, everyone from the original Beidou side, the elves and the races that were fanatical about the ancient demons all gathered behind Wu Ya. In an instant, Wu Ya already felt a little bit like the ancient demon emperor...

In an instant, all the hundreds of tribes present were in the same room. It seemed that the bottom line could be broken. Perhaps the eighth-level Saint Weapon Division was not weak either.

Seeing this, people like Boente certainly saw the problem, and suddenly became nervous again, fearing that the god-level elders would really break their bottom line, and then said: "God-level elders, this kind of Wu Ya is not enough at all...

ah!"

Before Boente could finish speaking, he screamed.

I saw that Wu Ya had stretched out his hand in his direction at some point. Apparently, Buente was hit by Wu Ya. He only heard Wu Ya say: "Nao Nao, now you are selling your family for glory."

When you talk trash?"

"You're looking for death. Buente can't speak. I wonder if I can speak?"

Naturally, it was impossible for most of the god-level experts in Golden Hammer to watch Boente being beaten. He walked out heavily and stared at Wu Ya with a ferocious expression. He was excited. He didn't know how to find an excuse to attack this junior just now.

, now I have an excuse.

"Of course, if other god-level elders let you speak." Wu Ya said coldly.

"What's the meaning?"

Hearing this, a question mark appeared on everyone's forehead. Does this guy named Wu think that the god-level elders will still seek refuge with him, so he can order the god-level elders now? This guy naturally feels good, right?

"Elders of God, haven't you noticed that the aura of the ancient people is approaching?"

Just when everyone, including Shan Daoxiong, was confused, Wu Ya suddenly said this. In an instant, the expressions of countless god-level elders became dull, and then changed immediately, and their spiritual senses swept out frantically...

"We gods have not discovered the aura of the people of ancient origin, but you..."

Most of the god-level dwarves in Golden Hammer didn't believe it at all, and they didn't release their spiritual senses, so they directly sarcastically mocked him. But before he could speak, one by one the god-level elders shouted in a low voice: "Sure enough, there are ancient masters coming, very soon.

"

"There's only one, isn't it because we feel wrong?"

"I also feel that there is only one, coming towards us at high speed..."

Hearing the exclamation of the god-level elders, everyone looked at Wu Ya in shock. What happened? Even the god-level elders didn't notice it. How could he, the eighth-level Saint Weapon Master, discover the people of ancient descent? They didn't know Wu Ya.

The strength can never be judged by the realm. What he likes most is the challenge of jumping up the ranks. They don't know that if it weren't for the sudden discovery of the people of ancient descent approaching, Wu Ya would have been prepared to find a strong man to fight to prove that although his realm was

The eighth section of the Saint Weapon Division has strength far beyond this level. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users

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