Walking out of the last hall, Wuhuan still felt that his feet were not steady, and everything seemed to be as unrealistic as a dream. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I was "forced" to comprehend, or under the impetus of an invisible hand, I built a triangular stable core, and produced the so-called "power of the beast god", a power that I have not yet understood.

"Compared to the real 'power of the beast god', I am obviously only a half-finished product, not to mention that the reserves are too small, and most of it is lost under one punch, and I really can't hold a few moves!"

"That punch I was walking in the running line of 'bullying sky', it seems that there is a loss between walking on the tendons, if you are more direct, you may be able to reduce the loss of this power!"

Thinking about it, Wuhuan stepped over the iron lock and walked to the last door, as if he opened this door and entered the so-called ultimate trial.

The door is high and mighty, faintly exuding a trace of coercion, and this coercion is inexplicably familiar, this is similar to the power he has just mastered.

The hand was placed on the door with slight force, the door did not move at all, and the force was still not reacting, the true yuan was agitated, ineffective, the fighting spirit was swirling, useless, and finally the pale golden light rose from the triangular core and attached to the hand, and the door moved!

"Damn, a door uses nearly eighty percent of its strength!" The "power of the beast god" in his body was rapidly consumed, and the door opened a passage that only allowed one person to pass through, not that Wu Huan didn't want to open a bigger one, but now he only has this bit of power.

The golden passage led into the distance, Wu Huan stepped in, the golden gate slowly closed, and the entire secret realm returned to a quiet state again, and the next time someone came over, I don't know when it was.

Along the golden passage, Wuhuan walked to an altar floating in mid-air, the altar is a hundred feet high, and there is only one tens of thousands of steps leading to the top, which looks inexplicably powerful but seems to be bland, and the golden passage leads straight to the bottom of the steps, and Wuhuan climbs up the steps.

The stone walls on both sides of the steps are carved with all kinds of beast reliefs that I don't know whether they are wild beasts or fierce beasts, Wu Huan doesn't know if there are carvings on this side he sees or all three other sides, according to this trend, there are no less than tens of thousands of beasts carved, at this time, if there are high-level people on the beast side who see this altar, they will be shocked and shout "Ten Thousand Beasts Altar", a beast star sea treasure that even the beast god temple does not know has disappeared in the long river of history.

As the beast shadow depicted on the steps up, Wu Huan became more and more familiar, and when the relief of the one hundred and eight divine beasts of the Beast Star Sea appeared in front of him, Wu Huan also knew what the altar under his feet was.

"Legend has it that the beast god is worshipped by all beasts and the altar of the gods!" A thought startled Wu Huan, but only this thing in the legend is qualified to carve the reliefs of these fierce beasts, and those who carve the stone carvings of fierce beasts without the permission of the Beast Star Sea are regarded as provocations, and after the Beast Star Sea has destroyed several big forces, this regulation is still very thoroughly implemented.

"Only here is it qualified to store this altar!" "The altar where the beast god seals the god and accepts the belief of all beasts, if this thing appears in the interstellar blood, it will be considered light, there are too many old monsters who covet this thing, even if there is absolutely no shortage of this kind of existence in the beast star sea, it is only appropriate to put it here.

The steps were quickly completed, and Wu Huan stepped on the top of the altar, after knowing the origin of this thing, Wu Huan settled down instead, but there was a faint sense of pride, he should be the first foreigner to set foot here in the non-fierce beast lineage.

Above the whole altar is a square platform with a radius of ten zhang, and a small quaint stone platform in the middle lies horizontally in the center, which is a bit like the so-called table, and then a chair is placed behind it.

The small stone platform is very bright, with a faint golden halo, permeated with a faint coercion, Wu Huan thought that there was nothing here, but when he walked in, he looked at a pendant and lay quietly on the stone case.

The pendant style is ordinary, with a yellow spar the size of his thumb and a few small animal teeth connected by a line, which looks rough and shiny with a warm oil.

"Huh!" Wu Huan tried to pick it up, but the pendant did not move at all as if it was growing on the stone case, and there was a gate experience that Wu Huan used to recover half of the "power of the beast god", but the result was still not moving, and this pendant did not swallow the "power of the beast god" in his hand.

"Can't pick it up!" "There is no joy, do you want to take away the entire altar of ten thousand beasts?"

"Tut-tut, uncle, just take a break, you can't pick up this thing!" At this time, the little thing that had been closing its eyes and pretending to be dead opened its eyes, and after looking at Wuhuan, the whole thing suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it had fallen on the stone case.

"You little thing is really weird!" the little thing couldn't put it in the storage bag, so he tied him to his arm with a soul silk, and now he disappeared on his own and reappeared, obviously he couldn't control him at all.

"No, no, no, little man, I didn't expect you to be so good that you could bring me here!" said the little thing with a little face.

"Say, what does this have to do with you!" Wuhuan said as he looked at the little thing.

"You know?" the little thing was stunned, and he didn't expect Wu Huan to say that.

"Your appearance, all the way, and your desire for that door, and then your own words!" said the little thing with a smile.

"Uh, okay!" The little thing didn't know what to say with his mouth half open, he didn't expect that Wuhuan had been observing him all the time.

"I'll wait for you to explain!" said Wu Huan.

"I'm the gatekeeper of the final trial, so I'm scared!" the little thing looked proud.

"Then it looks like I've passed the test!" Wuhuan nodded after glancing up and down at the small thing.

"Look down on Ye, I am!" was seen by Wu Huan's contemptuous eyes, and the little thing that couldn't help but be on fire screamed.

"Do whatever you have the ability to do!" said Wuhuan casually.

"Hmph, there's a time for you to cry!" The abrupt little thing disappeared again, but the pendant on the stone case was shining and slowly flew up, only to see the golden light skyrocketing, but in an instant, it contracted and was shaped into a vague and tall human form, and the entire human shape shaped by the golden light was very clear that the pendant was real.

"The ultimate trial, the beast god is here!" the voice of the little thing came from inside the pendant.

"Damn, fight with the beast god!" Now that Wuhuan finally understands what the ultimate trial is, the beast god, as the first living being in the ages, can personally take the name of the ultimate.

"Beast God Fist!" The little thing roared in a low voice, and the golden figure clenched his fist and slammed out, the golden light was restrained, and he punched Wu Huan with such a bland punch, and he had a feeling that he was facing the whole world, and this punch was enough to throw off Wu Huan for several streets.

"Bully Xiao!" The golden figure had no breath, no true yuan fluctuations, and even a trace of breeze, unable to judge the opponent's virtual and real, and the first time he met, he chose to be cautious and tempted.

The fist of the flesh and blood faced the illusory golden fist, and Wu Huan felt that he was hitting a mountain, and the force of the blast was shaken apart, and his true yuan was shattered like an explosion, not only could not protect himself, but mixed with the power of the other party, wreaked havoc in his body.

"Poof!" a mouthful of blood spurted wildly, and he was injured in the first encounter, not because of how strong this phantom was, but because the power of the shock was too perverted, and the power of the phantom itself was very small.

"Strength is power, whether it's your own strength or not!" In the low cheer, the phantom bombarded with another punch, and he increased his strength without believing in evil, and even blessed his battle intent, and the recast veins and battle intent directly entered the deepest level of the body, and a force that pulled out the mountains spontaneously gave birth to the blood qi and instantly revealed the power of the battle body-level body cultivation.

A punch that mixes the dual power of Zhenyuan and the battle body is definitely the pinnacle of Wu Huan's normal circumstances, this punch can definitely knock himself down before the trial, but it is such a punch that he was still thrown far away and injured more than the first time, and the force of the shock is stronger.

"It seems that you still haven't understood the true meaning of power!" As the little thing spoke, his voice gradually began to become thicker, and a momentum that dominated the world slowly rose, from weak to strong, at this moment, Wu Huan felt that he was no longer facing a phantom composed of light, but an existence like a mountain that people looked up to.

A simple punch seems to contain the ultimate mystery, Wu Huan was embarrassed by the power of the shock again and again, only one point of his own deliberately suppressed the power, and the power of the shock also weakened.

"If this 'Beast God' can support me to open ten punches in a row, no matter what the true meaning of your power is, you can explode!" Of course, this is just Wu Huan's assumption, and the current reserve of "Beast God's Power" is only a matter of two or three punches.

As the saying goes, if you are beaten too much, you will resist the beating, and after adapting to the rhythm of some of this phantom, Wuhuan began to observe the movements of this phantom from all aspects, the golden light and the familiar power must be the "power of the beast god", compared to the magnificent golden light in the sky, this phantom is obviously a weakened version, and it feels not much stronger than the power he has now.

Wait, the true meaning of power, the "power of the beast god", the anti-shock......

I have to say that Wuhuan's brain circuit is still quite strange, some messy things can be completed by themselves, and I think of the whole trial, will the so-called ultimate trial be an exam for myself or something.

He's teaching me how to use the "Beast God's Power" in its current state!

An idea made Wu Huan look at the problem from a completely different angle, he was not obsessed with fighting against the phantom but tried to imitate, the fist was covered by a thin layer of "beast god power", and the punch was directly dispersed by the countershock force in an instant.

"That's how it feels!" Wu Huan, who was blown away, gathered his strength into his fist again, and his strength became thinner and thinner.

Wu Huan was blasted out again and again, but after using it thinly, Wu Huan could call it many more times, and little by little he mastered the trick.