Although the realms of the Cheng Wen brothers and sisters have not transcended the shackles of dimensions, their combat prowess has long been comparable to that of a master. After endless years of ups and downs, their vision is also extremely high.
If Lord Wutian hadn't reminded them, they wouldn't have noticed the changes in Wu Zhuo's crippled body, so they would have been more shocked.
Subsequently, the brother and sister used their methods to continuously explore and deduce, and made deeper discoveries.
The mysterious Dao patterns born in Wu Zhuo's broken body have a qi connection with all the ancient gods and even the masters of the world.
"Good boy!"
Cheng Wen thought deeply and was amazed.
He knows it very well.
The reason why Wu Zhuo has achieved what he has achieved today is that, in addition to enduring years of hardship, he also read through all the secret arts of chaos in the Sutra Pavilion of the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral God.
He spent many years studying the items that contained traces of the Lord's War, and found a way to defy heaven.
At the same time, this is also an infinite inheritance, and even points to two great avenues, containing Xiao Ye's past experience of changing the fate of the wilderness.
Only those with a pure Taoist mind can access it.
After Wu Zhuo left the Heavenly Court of the Ancestral God.
This immeasurable inheritance still exists in the heart. Through touch and understanding, it has been promoted, the waste has been eliminated and the essence has been extracted, and a practice method that suits oneself has been extracted.
That mysterious pattern is the manifestation.
"This little junior brother really lived up to Master's expectations!" Cheng Yi was also convinced.
The magical powers, chaotic secrets, and cultivation methods spread in the world are actually the summation of previous experience.
Through training, you can quickly improve your own realm.
But after reaching a certain height, it is difficult to break through. This is not only limited by one's own qualifications, but also due to the experience of previous people, which may not fully fit one's own.
At this time, you need to find your own path among the complicated inheritance.
The road to simplicity.
This iron law cannot be avoided even by the innate gods.
The principle is simple though.
But in every era, not many gods can do it.
Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many geniuses who were so prosperous for a while but fell into disrepair.
Now.
Wu Zhuo, who was just inspired by Xiao Ye, touched it.
At this point, the sky is incomparable.
The other person is the darling of the times, but he has nothing of his own.
"I also wonder why this little junior brother suddenly changed his temperament. It turns out that he has already thought about a practice method that suits him, and wants to perfect it through a duel with Tai Qiong!" Cheng Wen completely understood.
It was very difficult for Wu Zhuo to take this step.
It is undoubtedly a good way to fight against the sky and use the experience of the duel to improve it.
"If this Wu Zhuo really has some connection with Lord Xiao Ye."
"That means Xiao Ye may have found a way to avoid the conflict between Dao and Fruit." Lord Wutian also said softly.
these years.
There was a movement in the field, and the duel between the two ancestor gods was still at the same rhythm.
Although I can see this.
But brother and sister Cheng Wen were still worried about their junior brother.
after all.
Wu Zhuo is playing with fire.
Coupled with Xiao Ye's order not to let the ancient gods interfere, Wu Zhuo was walking on the edge of life and death.
However, Wu Zhuo's resilience and tenacity exceeded everyone's expectations.
Although Wu Zhuo suffered repeated near-destructive blows from the sky, he endured the hardships.
He collected too many innate hybrid treasures just to deal with Tai Qiong's pursuit.
The mysterious Dao patterns born in his residual body seemed to have been tempered through thousands of calamities and hardships, and gradually became more numerous.
During the ascension, the time for Wu Zhuo to realize the fifth level and the avenue of destiny were included.
All the ways blend together without interfering with each other, yet they fully display the power of all the ways and are connected by mysterious Tao patterns.
This scene is like a weakened version of Xiao Ye.
The mysterious Dao pattern wrapped around Wu Zhuo's broken bones and body, causing it to regain new vitality again and again from the severely injured state. Wu Zhuo's recovery speed was increasing. His whole person looked mysterious.
color.
It seems.
Wu Zhuo is indeed struggling to cope with the challenge of Tai Qiong, but his main quality, Zongpin Dao Comprehension, has begun to improve again after experiencing a period of silence.
When Wu Zhuo was recovering from his injuries, new Taoism often emerged around him.
"how so!"
Tai Qiong's expression was also full of shock.
He asked himself, there was nothing left to hold back.
Every time he strikes, he points directly at the origin of Wu Zhuo, severely damaging the opponent's foundation and strangling his path of cultivation.
Even if Wu Zhuo wasn't killed directly, why couldn't he stop him?
Wu Zhuo recovers again and again. This is definitely not something that can be achieved by the great road of life or the blessing of innate hybrid treasures.
What puzzled him the most was.
Until now, the ancient gods have not responded much to Wu Zhuo. Even Cheng Wen and Cheng Yi no longer paid attention to him.
These abnormal signs gave the sky an ominous premonition.
Soon, the duel between the two ancestor gods had reached two hundred and thirty times.
"snort!"
"This farce should end here!"
The sky shattered Wu Zhuo's ancestral god's body, and his eyes showed shocking murderous intent.
After so many years of entanglement, he was already impatient and was ready to kill him directly at this moment.
"It's really time to end..."
Wu Zhuo's weak voice resounded, and his supreme will surged out, turning into a storm and rushing towards the sky to intercept it.
"Haha, did you see the end of your own demise?"
Tai Qiong sneered disdainfully and chased after him easily.
"Ten stacks!"
"Give me ten stacks, and I will be no weaker than you!"
Wu Zhuo's figure covered in blood appeared and made a weak sound again.
After so many years, with the help of his duel with Tai Qiong, his cultivation method was finally perfected.
All that's missing is time.
But in terms of realm, he is still far behind compared to Tai Qiong.
If Tai Qiong really wants to kill him, he will definitely die, so he can only try to buy time.
"Ten stacks?"
Tai Qiong's figure condensed, stopped, and then laughed wildly.
This period of time.
He shattered the ancestral god's body in the sky hundreds of times.
How can such a gap be bridged by ten stacks of epochs?
not to mention.
His cultivation will not stand still. The longer the time goes by, the farther he can throw Wu Zhuo away.
"good!"
"Then I'll give you this chance!"
"I will kill you in ten stacks. Even if there are ancient gods, they will not come forward for you!"
Tai Qiong stopped laughing, gave Wu Zhuo a cold look, and left immediately.
"Give me ten stacks, that's enough."
Wu Zhuo stared in the direction of the field, murmured, and left quickly.
Soon after, the nearby gods began to boil.
They could see clearly that the duel between the two ancestral gods had escalated to a life-and-death fight because no one had stopped them.
The duel after ten stacks will naturally not be a friendly discussion and competition.
I am afraid that one of these two great ancestral gods is really going to perish.
"Those ancient gods haven't stopped them yet. Could it be that Wu Zhuo has been defeated too many times and given up?" Someone was sighing.