Peerless martial arts system

Chapter 988 Min Tianliang

As a member of the royal family, and fortunate enough to cultivate in the Wuzi Temple, the few people present have naturally heard the name of Qilin, and they know the latter's series of brilliant achievements.

No one can deny that this is a talent unique in the big era.

"I heard from the third grandfather that he has submitted the information about the unicorn to the Temple of the Queen of Witches. Maybe on the day of the blood sacrifice ceremony, the other party will become Wu Tianwei."

"Haha, I really want to see the expressions of the Min family, it must be very exciting."

Several young people communicated secretly.

One of the men with a steady face shook his head, and said via voice transmission: "You have overlooked one point. With Min Tianliang's aptitude, he can also become Wu Tianwei, but the other party is arrogant and arrogant. He must practice the Witch God's Code to the seventh level. That's all. Just yesterday there was news that Min Tianliang had reached the seventh level of training half a month ago."

Hearing this, the expressions of several people changed.

It is also Wu Tianwei, it is impossible to say who has a higher status than the other, and it is impossible for the other party to force Xia Youying, but they thought of a deeper level.

Wu Tianwei, who was entered in an exceptional way, is not qualified to practice in the Temple of the Witch Queen, but after practicing the "Witch God's Canon" to the seventh floor, everything is different.

The cultivation effect of the Temple of the Witch Queen is much stronger than that of the Temple of the Witch Queen. Min Tianliang has trained to the seventh floor. Given time and the talent of the opponent, it is not difficult to condense the blood of the ancestor of the Witch and unlock the ultimate secret of the Temple of the Witch Queen.

In this way, isn't the royal family in danger?

Even though they got the unicorns, facing such a huge gap, even ten unicorns would not be able to catch up.

"Cousin Qianshan, is the news true?"

Someone asked the man with a calm face.

Xia Qianshan sighed: "This is the news from the ancestral temple. They must have heard about the unicorn, so they deliberately put pressure on it."

Having said that, the faces of several people were all ugly.

Three months later is the blood sacrifice ceremony, deception is meaningless at all, just like a unicorn, there is no disguise, because there is no way to hide it from the big figures of the Temple of the Witch Queen, they have to accept this huge bad news.

Because of this matter, several people were all restless, thinking about their own thoughts.

But in the corner, Shi Xiaole has already fallen into a situation of forgetting both things and me.

If the efficiency of practicing "Sorcerer's Tome" in the room is one, then it is ten here.Endless despair was born, and was absorbed by the distant Demon Martial Dao again and again, turning it into its nourishment.

Shi Xiaole's daily progress is increasing, and gradually, more blood in his body turns black, and the Demon Martial Arts is approaching the [-]% stage.

Two days passed.

As [-]% of the blood turned black, the "Witch God's Code" successfully reached the second level.

Almost at the same time, the Demon Martial Dao in the distant Ghost King Temple successfully broke through to the late [-]% stage, and the phantom of Shi Xiaole formed by it became more solid.

"The first stage took less than an hour, and the second stage took two days in the Wuzi Temple. If it is under normal circumstances, it may take nearly a month."

The difference in difficulty between the second level and the first level made Shi Xiaole secretly speechless, but the more so, the greater the benefit to the demon martial arts, he couldn't wish for it.

Time passes day by day.

Xia Qianshan and others left, and new people came in. After all, it is impossible for anyone to stay in the Wuzi Temple to practice forever. If negative emotions are entangled, it will seriously affect the subsequent cultivation.

But what is surprising is that whether it is Xia Qianshan and others, or others, every time they re-enter the Wuzi Temple, they can always see the figure in the corner.

They questioned each other, and finally came to a terrible result, Shi Xiaole hadn't moved!
"Isn't he afraid of going crazy?"

"The first doom is fear. Could it be that he got into a predicament and couldn't extricate himself in order to make progress?"

Someone frowned.

This is not alarmist talk. In the past, many people were unable to get rid of their emotions because they were greedy for meritorious deeds. At the least, they were mentally traumatized, and at worst, they were stupid and crazy.

Someone immediately reported this matter to the high-ranking royal family, and the sixteen old men were also inexplicably shocked by this, but there was nothing they could do.

The "Sorcerer God's Code" is no different. During the cultivation process, external forces cannot intervene at all. They can only pray that Shi Xiaole will not make any mistakes.

After 20 days.

Shi Xiaole finally woke up and walked out of the Wuzi Temple.It's not that he is disturbed by emotions, but that he needs to take a break. Proper relaxation can improve efficiency.

A day later, Shi Xiaole entered the Wuzi Temple again.

This hard-working appearance made everyone in the know marvel.

"It's not unreasonable for Qilin to occupy the position of the first genius of the Pegasus Dynasty for so long."

"It is said that the stupid bird flies first, but he works harder than the stupid bird."

Daxia Palace, Imperial Study Room.

Xia Xiaojiu was speechless for a long time after hearing the eunuch's report, and finally fell back on the chair and sighed: "The more master is like this, the more uneasy I feel, boy, do you think I did something wrong, master?" He is innocent!"

The white-haired eunuch bowed his head and remained silent.

"Hey, are you really planning to eliminate both grudges and grudges?"

Han Yanfa stood by the corridor, his fat face extremely ashamed.

Xia Youying sat in the gazebo at the back, enjoying the service of the four beautiful maids, reaching out her hand to take advantage from time to time, which made the cuckoo cry tenderly, and a strange color flashed occasionally in the seemingly proud eyes of the phoenix.

To the east of Daxia City, in a huge and luxurious manor.

A majestic young man with a purple gold crown on his head was sitting cross-legged in the lake in the backyard. As his breathing became heavier, drums were beating all around him.

The guards in the distance only felt that the blood in their bodies was flowing at an accelerated rate, as if they were about to break through their blood vessels, they hurriedly used their skills to resist, and raised their heads, their eyes were full of awe.

嗙 嗙 pound...

A moment later, the surface of the lake, which was suppressed by the power of the formation, exploded into water columns one hundred meters high. When the water column reached its peak, there was a sudden pause, and it took a full three seconds before it scattered into water mist.

And this was only caused by the breathing change of the young man in the lake.

"Tianliang, it seems that your martial arts have improved again."

At some point, a middle-aged man appeared on the side of the water stone corridor by the lake. His face was somewhat similar to that of a young man, but he was even more majestic.

"Father, although the Witch God's Tome cannot be used in actual combat, every improvement will make my Eight Witch Gods more powerful."

With a thought, Min Tianliang landed next to the middle-aged man, and said with a faint smile.

At the age of 82, he already possessed the strength of Emperor Martial of the Territory, especially after this effort, he was not considered weak among Emperor Martial of the Territory.Although Min Tianliang didn't say it clearly, he asked himself, looking at all the hundred-year-old warriors in the world, there are no more than one-handed ones who can fight against him.

"If I can get the innate yin energy of the most yin demon bone, it will definitely make me go further. Unfortunately, I was cut off."

Min Tianliang smiled and shook his head, the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"What are you going to do?"

Min Yunshu asked.

"Father, I don't like to fight for anything since I was a child, but I can't get what I want. If it is incomplete, I will destroy it. Hehe, knowing that she is the woman appointed by me, Min Tianliang, and dare to touch her, Whoever he is, I will let him die."

Hearing this, Min Yunshu also laughed: "That Qilin, after all, is too young, and his strength is far from your opponent, but the royal family is going to let him join Wu Tianwei, and things are a little tricky."

"That's interesting, otherwise it would be really hard for the boy to kill him."

Min Yunshu froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Time elapses.

As the blood sacrifice ceremony approached, the royal family and the ancestral temple, which had been fighting so hard, surprisingly did not collide again, and both sides were making full preparations.

Day by day passed.

In the strange atmosphere where the royal family was silent and worried, but the ancestral temple was full of vigor and high spirits, the blood sacrifice ceremony held every ten years officially arrived.

(End of this chapter)