At this moment, Venerable Zhan Tian's expression suddenly changed, and he said: "My time has come to ask the heaven, and I can no longer communicate with you. I have engraved everything I have learned in my life on the spiritual paper, except for the Zhan Emperor's Secret Scripture.
, you have to study it carefully. As for the Imperial Scripture left by Emperor Zhan Qiong, it depends on your fate with the Zhan Emperor clan. If you are destined, the descendants of the War Emperor in this life will naturally give it to you..."
As the words fell, Zhan Tian's body suspended in the air began to change. Unknowingly, it began to fade, just like rolling clouds, slowly dispersing into the air, and gradually disappearing without a trace.
"Don't worry! Senior Zhan Tian, I will definitely live up to your expectations." Wentian looked at the direction where Zhan Tian disappeared and bowed deeply.
At this moment, an ethereal piece of paper floated out from the direction where Zhan Tian disappeared.
"It's the spiritual note from Senior Zhan Tian!"
Thinking that Zhan Tian's life's invincible Taoism was recorded on the spiritual paper, Wentian's expression became ecstatic.
He mobilized his mind and introduced the floating ethereal paper into his sea of consciousness, preparing to read it carefully. At this moment, a loud rumbling sound suddenly came from the stone room, and then the ground shook and the mountains shook.
The cave was shaking, and he was about to collapse. He sighed secretly, and wanted to go back the way he came. There was no way ahead, so he had to go back. Maybe there was still a chance of survival.
At this moment, there was a sudden roar on the stone wall behind him. The originally uneven and dull stone wall suddenly emitted an ethereal airflow, sucking half of his body in.
He was horrified, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of the strong suction force, and the suction force became stronger and stronger. In the blink of an eye, his entire body was sucked in. He had not yet recovered from the shock.
He had already entered a rapidly rotating wind channel. His body was swept up by the whirlwind and flew forward at lightning speed. He gave up resistance because in this environment, he had no way to control himself.
body of.
boom!
As a loud noise was heard, the ethereal suction disappeared, and he landed in a safe place.
It was at this moment that a sudden flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, as if a cicada wing had merged into his memory.
His consciousness told him that this was the piece of spiritual paper given to him by Zhan Tian. He quickly mobilized his thoughts and caused the ethereal piece of paper to enter his mind. He only felt a string of words coming one after another, like running water.
Entered his brain in an orderly manner.
This string of text not only contains methods for practicing combat skills, but also contains various methods for making armor and refining weapons, as well as the key to transporting troops and controlling weapons.
Wentian was extremely pleasantly surprised, and thought to himself: "Maybe these things can only be found in the treasure troves of ancient aristocratic families or ancient immortal sects!"
He decided that after he walked out from here, he would carefully understand the essence of the Kongling Note, combine it with his own continuous practice, and develop his own divine way to dominate the world.
At the moment, he wanted to make some plans for when he got out of here. So after taking a short rest, he stood up, sat on a flat stone, and started practicing seriously with the help of the rich spiritual energy.
He was so quiet in this wonderful practice that he had forgotten the change of time. As the practice and enlightenment time lengthened, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds, and it was already ten days before he realized it.
Ten days of training not only consolidated his realm at the second level of the Spirit Forging Realm, but he also learned a set of powerful combat skills from the spiritual note left by the Lord Zhantian, the Nine-Way Reincarnation Fist, a kind of
The magical art of lightening one's body, walking on a swing!
On this day, after practicing for several hours, he felt very bored and unknowingly thought of the little beast Linglong who was captured by Lin Biyao.
Linglong, are you still alive? You have to wait for me and I will save you!
Thinking of Linglong, he wanted to leave this place and his mood became extremely strong. But how to get out? Zhan Tianzun said that he must wait until the opportunity is ripe. When is the time when the opportunity is ripe?
At this moment, a clicking sound came into his ears. Although the sound was not loud, due to his rapid advancement in cultivation, his spiritual energy increased again, and he had already determined the source of the sound. He was extremely surprised. This underground
Where did the clicking sound come from in the deep valley? Is there anyone else here besides me?
Driven by curiosity, he followed the direction of the source of the sound, along a zigzag gap, and walked for who knows how long, and finally reached the end of the gap.
Surprised, he looked up. This sight almost made him jump with excitement. There was actually a ray of sunlight shining down above his head. It happened to be morning outside, and the sunlight sprayed in through a small gap. This
If it wasn't a coincidence, what was it? He was amazed!
Seeing the hope of being able to get out, of course he no longer wanted to stay in this deep underground valley. He quickly mobilized the surging divine power in his body to protect his body, and then he walked on a swing, like an arrow, towards the entrance to the sun above his head.
.
Although the entrance was small, it could not stop him. With the movement of the divine power in his body, an extremely powerful force surged through his body. Under the impact of this force, there was a loud 'boom' sound,
The narrow entrance then grew larger, and his body rushed out like a dragon.
Before his body hit the ground, he felt a very dangerous aura, and there were dozens of pairs of sharp and surprised eyes.
"what happened?"
"Could it be an evil ghost..."
"No, it's human breath!"
"There is a living person appearing in this door of death. Go and report it to the princess!"
But after hearing a few words, ten strong and armored iron-clad guards surrounded him.
What the heck, he’s actually from Lin Biyao!
He flew to the ground and looked at the ten young iron guards in front of him, his body instantly filled with murderous intent.
Without hesitation, he stepped on the Fuyao and walked, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of an iron guard. Before the soldier could react, an iron fist suddenly landed on the iron guard's chest, and the powerful divine energy directly hit him.
The iron guard was blasted ten feet away.
Blood sprayed out, screams rang out, and the iron guard he attacked was instantly killed.
One punch destroyed a soldier with the ninth level of the spiritual source realm, which made Wentian very excited. The strength of the spirit forging realm was really terrifying. He just used only seven points of force with one punch to kill a spiritual source realm soldier.
The warrior at his peak was killed instantly.
Ha ha ha ha!
He laughed loudly, but did not stay where he was. He shot straight into the dense jungle like an arrow from a string.
"Damn, Chen Wen was killed with one punch..."
"Aren't I dazzled? With just one punch, I killed Chen Wen, who had reached the spiritual source realm..."
"Can you clearly see his cultivation?"
"No, the incident happened suddenly. I only saw the man's steps were fast and strange. By the time I reacted, Chen Wen had already been killed by his punch."
The nine iron guards stood on the spot and did not immediately go after Wentian. They were still immersed in extreme surprise.
At this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air not far away. A girl of unparalleled beauty stepped through the air.
She is covered in silver metal armor, and the silver light shines brightly, like a goddess coming to the world. Her black hair and body like ice and snow, set off by the silver armor, give her an indescribable temperament, like a witch.
Charm and holiness of a goddess, two different temperaments blend together, giving people different feelings when viewed from different directions.
"What happened?"
She asked coldly, but her eyes had already fallen on Chen Wen's body.
"Reporting to the princess, at the moment when we were cutting through the stone wall of the Death Gate, a figure suddenly shot out from the Death Gate. Before we could react, he had already made a crazy move and killed Chen Wen with one punch...
"
The leader of the Iron Guard, Low Shouhui reported.
Lin Biyao's eyes were as bright as a sword, and there was a faint murderous aura surging on his body.
"Can you see his appearance clearly? What state of cultivation is he in?" She masked her face with frost and asked in a cold voice.
The leader of the iron guard felt her cold breath, and his body trembled as he replied: "He is very young, about fourteen or fifteen years old, and he is very handsome. The moment he took action, his breath was cold, and he looked like he was unsheathed.
The sharp sword. As for his cultivation? I... before we could see clearly, he fled into the jungle."
"It's him! He's not dead? Then he must have been blessed by Lord Zhantian!"
Lin Biyao immediately thought of Wentian. After she finished speaking, she gave a cold shout and ordered the iron guard in front of her to pursue Wentian in the direction of the jungle.
"Catch him, don't let him die first!"
The nine iron guards did not dare to stay and rushed towards the direction where Wentian disappeared.
"Asshole, he got this fate by some combination of circumstances!"
Lin Biyao yelled coldly, "All the iron-clad guards will obey my order and use all their strength to round up Ye Wentian within a radius of a hundred miles for this princess!"
The cold voice sounded like thunder, spreading around. She flew to the dug hole and jumped directly into the door of death.
In the distance, Qin Yu appeared. He muttered to himself in a gloomy tone: "Ye Wentian, your fate is really great. However, I will soon turn you into a dead person."
He turned around, faced the jungle behind him, and said, "Qin Feng, go and notify the Wen family immediately that Ye Wentian has appeared in this area."
"Yes, young master!"
A figure flashed and moved away from this place silently.
Wentian entered the depths of the jungle. He did not expect that he would encounter Lin Biyao's people just after he came out of the door of death. Thinking of the vicious methods of Lin Biyao and Qin Yu, he knew that he would face fierce battles.
This jungle was extremely lush and the terrain was extremely complex. He did not dare to act rashly, so he could only take steps and walk carefully in the jungle.
It was getting late, he sealed his breath and quietly approached a dense ancient tree.
At this moment, his spiritual consciousness suddenly sensed the auras of several young people.
Could it be Lin Biyao's iron guard?
Although he knew that he was in a bad situation and should not expose his body, thinking of Linglong's tragic experience, a murderous intention surged in his heart.