Myths Begin From Boys' Gong

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Amidst the sound of pointing and pointing, Fu Zeguang stood up proudly, and as his muscles and bones stretched, his aura was like that of a waking giant beast, which swelled, grew stronger, and was fierce in a very short period of time, exuding a strong murderous aura, as sharp as a blade.

His brows and eyes are lowered, his eyes are as bright as stars, and he sweeps in all directions. There is no special expression on his jade-like face. He really wants to search for the opponent appointed by the Lord of the Immortal Palace, but unfortunately, he finds nothing and no one responds. .

Similar to the thoughts of other observers, Fu Zeguang also regarded this competition as a different stage to show himself in front of the three great masters. The ultimate goal is to win the appreciation of the bone master, and then have the possibility of worshiping under his disciples .

From a certain point of view, Master Bone and Fu Zeguang are both thinking about each other, and they are two-way rushing.

Therefore, no matter who the opponent is, he decided to use his strongest side to quickly defeat him. Only by destroying the dead can he attract the attention of the grandmaster.

Meng Zhao also found that Fu Zeguang was as determined as a knife and had a tyrannical fighting spirit, but he didn't seem very excited or stressed.

Yun Danfeng got up lightly, and under the amazed and amazed eyes of the familiar people around him, he stepped forward, and he and Fu Zeguang came to the three jade platforms together, clasped their fists and saluted.

"This is Meng Tao? Isn't that right? Why did I hear that his surname is Bi? Could it be that he used a fake name?"

"Hiss, this kid is so young, he doesn't look like he has even grown hair, and his aura is as unpredictable as an abyss. No wonder he can enter the master's eyes, it's really amazing..."

The warriors listening around, and even some disciples of the Immortal Palace whispered, and most of them turned their eyes to Xuangang. Questioning and scrutinizing attitudes abound. Compared with the master of the palace, Xuangang is indeed too immature. It is also about the same as having, and knowing that there is no ability that can be remembered by Xianfu Zeguang.

Of course, Wuxian Fu only mentioned his name and surname first, but it was an eye-opening provocation. After all, there are only eight minor masters who have no right to speak in that small hall.

Not to mention that Che Xiang is also a congenitally weak person with a deep and measurable aura, even if he asks the master of the palace to fight a dog, he has to accept it, unless he intends to live.

"The lord of the palace, Meng Tao, the seven of them will compete in that small hall, it's a limited means, you will comment on what they have learned later, and hope to make good use of it, you will live up to that opportunity. "

"Then Guang must have failed the expectations of the palace master and the two masters, and will do everything in his power."

The master of the palace faced the weak grandmaster whose aura was as small as eight god rings, great and humble, with an extremely serious expression, respectful and rude, but often glanced at Xuangang, with a little meaning.

Thinking about it, when I talked with Pi Ning later, I realized that there was no rift between me and Pi Ning, so I had a heart to explore.

In comparison, Xuanzang's waist was as straight as a gun, and his expression was less indifferent, which made some people amazed, even the eight immortal Fu Zeguang under the jade platform.

Grandmaster Bone was smiling, sizing up Profound Handle, and even took the initiative to release a trace of aura that belongs only to the weak Grandmaster, to put pressure on the old man, but seeing that I didn't realize it, he praised,

"Good man, I also know how my spiritual cultivation is cultivated. That majestic and solid hand, even if I have made a move, that demeanor alone has already overwhelmed the lord of this palace."

Xian Fu Zeguang nodded and agreed,
"It's a mistake. Looking at my performance, I have desires and demands. It seems that I want to get something from us. It's a mistake. In comparison, the master of the palace has a slightly mixed mind, and it is inevitable to worry about gains and losses."

Grandmaster Qiao always felt that if the eldest son Xuanzang on the jade platform had no deep intentions, he would look down on me from time to time, and it was inevitable that he would have some daydreams in his heart.

Although the entire small hall is very small, it is as narrow as a small square.

Therefore, the eight jade platforms occupy a large area, and the seats for the spectators of the seven weeks also occupy a certain proportion, leaving enough blank space for warriors to compete and learn from each other.

The first one to strike was the Lord of the Palace, and I even greeted Che Xiangwuer, then gathered my own ghosts, Meng Zhao, and turned into a ghostly hand as thick and white as ink, stern and terrifying, and grabbed Xuangang.

The appearance of the ghost hand was also very strange, there was no sound and no sign, but it rose from the ground and grabbed at the Xuanhandle in its direction, as if there was no ferocious ghost, drilled out of the ground, To take the Profound Handle into the Siyou Underworld.

Under the hands of the ghost, dense ghost faces also appeared, eerie and ferocious, with emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, worry, fear, and all kinds of expressions, so that people without sparse phobia can be scared to death directly, adding eight points of evil.

It was a strange move by Baigui Chexiang. The ghost hand became a ghost creature by itself, instantly pulling the opponent into the ghost creature, directly reducing and suppressing the close connection between the opponent and the vitality of the world, and at the same time releasing all kinds of negative emotions of the villain to the extreme , is a secret weapon aimed at the blockade class.

If that hand is against other innate warriors, [-]% will be severely injured, [-]% to [-]% will break out in sweat, only an infinite number of people can deal with it calmly, and of course Xuanzang is also included.

I listened to the eighth master, absorbed the martial arts wisdom of the master, and integrated it into my own learning, so that the Tianziwangqi technique created by Sudden Enlightenment has been incorporated into my entire martial arts system, and it is running all the time.

As far as I can see, the sky and the earth seem to be a static or moving background board. People are in the middle, and any wind and grass can hardly avoid my aura.

Sometimes, what the eyes see must be true, but with the induction of Qi, there are many mistakes.

Therefore, when the master of the palace made his move, Xuanzang had already noticed that the thick white and evil aura on the ground was like an erupting volcano, which could be hidden or lived.

That is also the essence and mystery of the Tianzi Wangqi technique, that kind of skill is [-]% secret, and it is almost impossible to measure it.

Although he was amazed at the strangeness of the opponent's methods, he didn't panic at all.

I saw Xuangang with his hands behind his back, straight as a pine, with a slight touch on his feet, as soon as he entered, the lavender dragon aura flashed away, like a ghost hand born from the ground, it was penetrated by an invisible force, It was crushed and finally dissipated into a faint white mist.

Che Xiangze narrowed his eyes, and the safety light in his pupils flickered, and he secretly said,
it is possible!
In my eyes, or in other words, in my perception, there is actually no subtlety in the Xuangang's foot, once it enters, the strength of the true energy used seems to be very weak, and it may be possible for any innate person present. Anyone can send out.

However, it is the kind of abnormal, ingenious means, kneading together, that smashed my ghost hand as easily as cutting tofu with a knife, that is the most incredible thing to me.

Because, this ghost hand is made of Meng Zhao, a hundred ghosts that I have condensed.

(End of this chapter)