Chapter 1172 – Ninety-eight rays of light, the man who forcefully suppressed the Heavenly Pride of the Broken Generation
On the huge flat stone wall, at this moment, the light is overflowing, an atmospheric poem, song, war song, in the “Flying Heavenly Pen” wandering under the tip of the dragon and snake emerged, as if awakening some kind of ancient human emperor breath, countless sunlight shot out, into a group of generation-breaking prides of heaven’s body, the bottleneck of the human emperor immediately began to loosen!
However, the number of unknown bright lights “summoned” by each Generation-Breaking Pride’s poems was different.
For example, a delicate generation-breaking pride woman, only thirty-nine.
Another rugged man only had thirty-five.
And Helian Rang Jiang had fifty-five dao, and Miss Leng Jiu had fifty-six dao.
One after another, until the two hundred and ninetyth Generation Break Heavenly Pride had all made their moves, none of them froze and surpassed the fifty-eight dao of that Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty’s young prince from before.
I thought that fifty-eight is not much, but I didn’t think that it has become the last song.
Ten feet away, more than one thousand five hundred non-broken generations of holy market experts, silently watching, a time of ups and downs of the heart, from ambitious, to pondering, to brow tangled.
Because, the original self-confessed manuscript poetry is excellent, but in front of nearly three hundred generation-breaking pride, will be able to “brag” martial arts insights and feelings written all over, some really have poetic talent, and even their own manuscript meaning the same thing written to the extreme, can not be better.
“I can’t read or write, isn’t this bullshit?”
A loose cultivator dryly cursed out, “Laozi play is a mountain of corpses and sea of blood, now learn what literati, the whole of this moth?”
Someone next to him scolded, “Cultivating for hundreds of years, can’t you find time to drink some ink? Outside on the outside to see the literati playing here, what did you do earlier? There are musical instruments, formations, and medical techniques up there, what are you going to do?”
That loose cultivator stammered and couldn’t say anything, but there was absolutely no intention to give up.
“Swoosh swoosh swoosh ……”
At this moment, the Broken Generation Celestials in front of them who were shrouded in unknown light had disappeared in place and went to the second level.
More than 1,500 descendants of the Sacred Ruins experts, solemn expression, immediately there are dozens of people went forward, just touch that “flying stone pen” a moment, face have changed.
There are tens of millions of pounds of force!
This is for most of the non-discontinued generation of holy market martial artists, tough some, usually, the holy market nine into the void can master the power limit is about 38 million pounds, of course, do not rule out some natural strength of the experts, can master more powerful force, but most people are not actually to force to win, after all, the world of martial arts, are not all strong force, there are trespassing speed, trespassing odd, trespassing bizarre, trespassing medical, trespassing road, trespassing blades, and so on, and so on.
The “four two to dial a thousand jin” has always been the superior operation of the Sven, although a martial arts giants once said that martial artists do not cultivate strength and hooliganism is not much difference.
The biggest difference between the later generation of martial artists and those of the late generation of martial artists is that they play too much, and those of the late generation of martial artists cultivate ancient martial arts, all of them are powerful, and their bodies and bloodlines are different from each other.
Therefore, it is now difficult to lift the pen, let alone be distracted to do poetry?
After agonizing for a few moments, a group of descendant Holy Ruins masters forcefully endured the lack of strength and weakness, and wrapped the Heavenly Pen with martial thoughts and true qi in a far-fetched manner, and inscribed the words in a crooked manner.
However, after the poem was carved, it didn’t cause any unknown haze, instead, the stone wall seemed to be offended, sending out a mountainous rejection force.
Dozens of people flew out in the air, landing in a sorry state outside the “ancient market”.
Failure to enter, a time of blood qi surging, the face of the formation of green burst white, almost go into the devil.
……
Outside the “Ancient Lai Ruins”, on top of the peaks.
“It’s a pity! They didn’t see the true intentions of the Ancient Lai Ruins.”
“Although it’s poetry and song, it’s more of a test of strength, the toughness of the body’s meridians, and the true qi’s ability to travel the Dragon and Snake to fit the ancient Human Emperor’s method, so even if there’s a slight mistake, even if the poem or song is written out of the flower, you still won’t be able to get the chance!”
“That is to say, those broken generation brats, not all have poetic talent, but body strength, true qi quenching, martial arts ancient, just fit?”
“Of course!”
“To be called the strongest human emperor, is it not possible for an idle person to reach the top?”
The experts of the Imperial Extreme Three Paths of the major powers spoke in hushed voices, their tones were all three points of regret and seven points of realization.
“I don’t know if there are any talents among these offspring juniors ……”
Among the experts of the Jiang Clan in the East China Ming Domain, a middle-aged man with a three wisps of long beard, peach blossom eyes, and a deep aura, stroked his beard and said.
“So it’s Jiang Ce Jiang brother currently!”
Tantai Pi, the head of the Tantai Clan family, who had dealt with Jiang Ce in the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty when the Era was newly opened, smiled and said, “I dare not say that in his domain, that is, the descendants of the various sectors of the mountain in this central domain, I will not comment on it, but the two worlds of the mountain Spirit Clan’s Shougong Girl, Shangguan Clan’s Shangguan Qingmei Prince, Ye Clan’s Ye Yichen Prince, Qi Clan’s Qi Ruohuu Prince, and two of my children and nephews, Reiyu and Lingyun, I’m afraid to go through this first layer of creation will not be difficult.”
As soon as the words fell, someone in the distance said, “Four Realms Mountain, Flying Immortal Sect’s Yuan Wei, when over the first layer of chance!” These words were like a start, and a dull voice resounded from hundreds of mountains.
This invisible climbing was the most fascinating, not to mention the general situation of this Ancient Lai Ruins, which each family had prepared for!
“Ye Miaojin and Li Chunyuan of the Ling Xiao Mountain Ancient Sect, when picking the first leader of the offspring martial artists!”
At this moment, a slow and methodical voice came from a peak that was on the high side.
The tumultuous voices on the peaks instantly subsided.
Even Tantai Pi’s face was stagnant and silent.
Lingxiao Mountain Ancient Sect that is what kind of behemoth-like existence, inheritance more than 70,000 years, many ancient emperors, and even known to return to the supreme being there are three, even more horrible rumors, Lingxiao Ancient Sect has a quasi-imperial ancestor in the nameless place of cultivation for ten thousand years.
Otherwise, how could it be comparable to the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty and the Seven Great Zun Palace where the three great emperors in the long history used to sit?
This time, in the Ancient Lai Ruins, the person with the highest cultivation who sat to watch the spectacle was but an Ancient Emperor, and there were only seven of them, so they pressed everyone with trepidation.
The Spirit Mountain has spoken, who dares to take it? They said yes!
On the contrary, Xuan Di Xian glanced faintly towards an old man with a tall hat and the seven Earth Emperors of the Supreme Palace and let out a light laugh, not knowing what he was laughing at.
At this time, in the Ancient Lai Ruins, the first layer of the martial artists who were shocked to fly more and more, densely packed with thousands of people, black pressure sitting on the edge of the abyss, smoothing out the steamy qi and blood churning, just the face of the loss, disheveled can not be covered up, the entry failed, can only find another method, but this is indirectly proved that they are more and more distant from the gap between the broken generation of heaven’s pride and even the other people.
One layer only, repelled more than a thousand people.
What the hell kind of human emperor entry monument is this?
Even the elders on the peaks sighed grimly.
“Not bad!”
At this moment, Tantai Pi suddenly stroked his beard and smiled.
Only to see that in the first level of the Ancient Lai Ruins, Qi Ruoxu, Shangguan Qingmei, Shougong, Tantai Renyu, Tantai Lingyun, and the others he had just named had all managed to go to the second level.
Although they only “summoned” more than twenty unknown haze lights into their bodies, which was a far cry from the Heaven’s Pride of the Broken Generation, there was unlimited hope when they went to the second floor, not to mention, how could future generations of Sacred Market martial artists compare to the Broken Generation?
“It’s still possible ……”
Then, a burst of heartfelt consoling voices came from the direction of the ancient Buddha of the Great Sumeru Temple, the ancient sect of the Spirit Mountain, the great supreme palaces and the ancient sects at the same time.
Only to see that on the first layer of the Ancient Lai Ruins, Ye Miaojin, Li Pureyuan, Monk Ling Zhai, Zhao Tong’er, Jiang Wufei, Ji Pizong, Winning Siren, and so on also went to the second layer one after the other, summoning unknown haze lights that chased after the Broken Generation Heavenly Pride straight after them!
“It’s them ……”
East China Ming domain three dao mountain Jiang Ce and Ji clan, win clan, Zhao clan, Ye clan and other old ancestor looked at each other, look taboo, ancient lai market in these radiant dazzling juniors, at first are their own children, unfortunately ……
Up to this moment, in front of the stone wall of the first layer of the Ancient Lai Ruins, there will be only a few dozen people left, just five hundred people, in addition to more than two hundred went to the second layer, the rest were all ejected.
On the first level, more than one thousand three hundred people had failed!
And with only this dozen or so people left, I guess there is nothing to see, the old ancestors on the peaks moved their gazes to the second layer.
Two hundred and ninety Broken Generation Celestial Pride and more than two hundred and fifty descendant martial artists had already entered the second layer of the heaven and earth chess game, as if the rivers and mountains were like a chess game, all those chess pieces had actually undergone a subtle change, isolating more than five hundred people.
“Heaven and earth is a chess game, the competition is for martial thoughts, dao thoughts, reciprocation of true qi, cyclic changes, physical strength and chess skills and strategies, a total of four hundred and sixty-seven changes, I’m afraid that only four hundred and sixty-seven people will be able to get the chance to go to the third level!”
The old man with a tall hat from the Xuan Di Immortal Dynasty had a shrill and gloomy voice.
In all directions, all the experts above the peaks nodded slightly in agreement.
However, right at this moment, the first layer that had been abandoned by the experts of the peaks to watch, suddenly bloomed into a brilliant haze, an unknown light that was far more abundant than everyone before, whether it was a broken generation of heavenly pride or a younger generation of geniuses.
“……Sixty……seventy……ninety, ninety-one, ninety-two… . ninety-eight……”
An Earth Emperor counted in detail and couldn’t help but have his pupils contract, this had surpassed the young prince of the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty by far too much, how was this possible?
“What this son has done is not poetry, but the Eleven Yew Arts, and contains the Five Elements Bagua, the Great Dao of the Innate Heaven, and contains the Supreme Principle of Heaven and Earth!”
In the world, there is still this kind of genius? (End of chapter)