There is a certain kind of person in this world who is born to be a king.
The bloodline of the ancient true spirit Kunpeng awakened at the age of three, became enlightened at the age of six, and entered the abyss with a sword at the age of nine. No demon clan has ever come back alive from the abyss, let alone a nine-year-old child.
Three years later, when others thought he was dead inside, he returned, still dressed in black, holding a sword, and alone. That year he was twelve years old. That year he returned with the strength of the earthly fairyland and became the strongest in the history of the demon clan.
Genius, that year, the first thing he did after returning was to challenge many elders in the clan.
Never failed!
Even the third elder of the Immortal Realm was defeated by his sword and was unable to resist!
The whole clan is shocked, this is the hope for the rise of the demon clan!
No one knows how strong his real power is, but it is enough to make all the monsters excited. All the monsters believe that Wutian is a gift from God. It is God who sent the monsters to punish the humans because they saw that humans are greedy.
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Looking at the peerless monument with surging demonic energy, Wu Tian curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled happily, even wildly. In his eyes, the third place? The eighth place? was no different from the 100th place rubbish.
Ant-like thing, it's time to tremble.
His knees were slightly bent downward, but his momentum was like an unsheathed sword, so sharp that it was impossible to look directly at him.
boom!
It flew out like a sword light. No one could describe how fast it was. It was fast, as fast as an afterimage. When the eyes of the powerful people present were able to capture his body, they were shocked to find that... he had already
Came to the tenth position!
One step, ranked tenth!
The powerful humans opened their mouths in shock, this was an absolutely brutal crushing!
At this moment, the fear sleeping deep in the memory was awakened again. This is the second super genius after Mo Xie, the ancestor of the demon clan. The unfinished hegemony of Mo Xie at the beginning may be revealed in this young man. No,
He was not even a young man. Although he had a straight figure, the childishness in the corners of his eyes had not faded away. People suddenly realized that he was not even twenty!!
Although usually speaking, his talent exceeds that of Shui Yue, but anyone who has seen Shui Yue will think that it is at most a little more than that of Shui Yue. But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he was wrong, and he was absolutely wrong!
Ruoshui's pupils narrowed to a black dot. No one knew how shocked she was at this moment. She was so agitated that it was difficult to control her breathing. Her nostrils contracted faster and faster, and her breathing was as heavy as a bellows. She had practiced such exquisite ancient skills.
The secret technique, coupled with my talent far beyond ordinary people since childhood, and the hundreds of years of practice...but I can't even catch up with Wutian's footsteps. The gap is not as big as usual!
This means...the talent has been crushed, the secret technique has been crushed!
She can tolerate being less talented than others. After all, after seeing Shui Yue, her psychological endurance in this regard has become much greater, but she absolutely cannot believe that there are techniques in the world that surpass that set of ancient secret techniques!
How exquisite would that be?
How strong can one be to create this?
Where did the demon race come from?
Wu Feng glanced at Ruoshui and was a little surprised by her reaction. Wutian was a demon clan, and with the Kunpeng bloodline awakening, his cultivation speed was self-evident. Moreover, his talent was not bad, so it was completely normal for him to perform like this.
Yes, but she seemed to be too shocked?
Qianlun lowered her head. Dragons have always held their heads high, but at this moment she felt that she was not worthy of being a dragon. The great dragons are the overlords of heaven and earth, and are looked up to by all living beings including humans, gods, immortals, demons, demons, and all living beings.
Existence should never be so weak, never be so weak!
The blood in her body was trickling, and she felt very harsh. Perhaps a person's greatest pressure does not come from the outside world, but from his own blood!
She wanted to kill herself, she felt unworthy of having such a body and bloodline.
But her arrogant dignity prevented her from doing such a cowardly thing!
In this extreme contradiction, she felt like she was going crazy, but she kept telling herself to calm down. Madness was just an escape. Just when her body was shaking violently, a gentle palm patted her.
her shoulders.
Gently, patted.
She suddenly became quiet. She looked up and saw this person. His dark and clear eyes were as bright as the stars in the night sky. She had never found that a person's eyes could be so deep, charming, calm, but also contain a lot of themselves.
There was something she couldn't see through, but there was something she felt...a lake-like tranquility.
She took a deep breath and calmed down completely. Since she had insulted the dragon's body and was already so weak, then... she could only become stronger by going crazy.
Wu Feng smiled slightly and continued to look up at the demon monument.
At this time, Wu Tian had already taken the second step. He touched the Demon Monument on the sole of his foot, which was as light as a piece of paper. Normally, a disciple of the Qi Entraining Realm without talent could do it, but this is a peerless monument, and there are
Watered with the blood of countless immortals and demons, and being able to do this under the pull and invasion of endless immortal and demonic evil spirits, it is enough to move the gods!
The faces of the three figures in the clouds in the distance have changed. The difference is that the old man in the black robe and hook-nosed demon clan in the center shows a happy and satisfied smile, while the other two have ugly faces, as if they have eaten insects.
Fifth, fourth, third!
With this slight leap, Wutian flew directly to the third place. When he came to the name engraved by the white-robed monk Sanjie, he raised a hint of contempt at the corner of his mouth and stepped on it without any pause. He only needed to tap his toes.
He can borrow strength and it will not affect his performance, but he doesn't care. He wants to tell the human race what is true genius and what is despair!
The footprints stained with sand are clearly left on the name of Sanjie. The breath of immortals and demons can affect life, but it cannot hinder the sand and stones. They can only wait for rainy days to wash them away.
Step three!
This time Wu Tian was not as relaxed as before. The corners of his mouth tightened slightly, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he took a step forward and reached the second place. At this position, the demonic energy wrapped around him was already so strong that it was almost substantial.
, a dark red light loomed in the demonic aura, as if a vicious demon was hidden.
He closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again after less than a breath, and stepped out quickly with the soles of his feet. The posture of using force was perfect, which was very different from the previous casualness, but this time he only took one step, or rather
One foot!
Just one step away, as if heaven and earth were separated.
Everyone can clearly see the sweat on his face, his handsome cheeks are tense, and there are faint veins on the muscles all over his body. He is not as handsome as before, but no one will despise him, because his feet are the highest point.
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First!
He is the first since ancient times!
The powerful human race opened their mouths and forgot to breathe. This moment seemed as long as an era. This scene was like a dream and somewhat unreal.
It’s actually number one!
Although the demon clan's powerful men knew that Wutian was very strong, they were still shocked at this moment. However, after the shock, they surged with excitement that was almost obsessed with it. With such domineering power, the great Kunpeng King, who reigns over the past and present, will surely lead the demon clan to rise.
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A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Wutian's mouth, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. The pressure here was much more than he imagined, which made him feel slightly angry. Since returning from the abyss, he has not been hurt. For him,
It is said that getting first place is just like eating. It is a matter of course and easy.
He took a deep breath and stepped out again, wanting to climb higher so that those who came after him would never be able to catch up.
puff!
He had only taken half a step, and the terrifying pressure was like a wake-up call, pressing his body down. The anger in his eyes became even heavier, and the dark pupils were faintly flashing with dark red light. The growler took that step fiercely.
Half the pace!
boom!
As if he was a suppressed angry beast, fighting against heaven and earth. When he took this step, a large amount of blood overflowed from his pores, reaching the limit of his body's endurance. The severe pain made the murderous intent in his eyes almost crazy, but he was not really crazy.
Instead, he quickly engraved his name on it and slowly floated down the demon monument.