"Time is precious, don't waste it!" Zhuang Yichen said immediately. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Hmm!" Fang Luo nodded, and the two of them immediately sat cross-legged on a stone tablet, and began to comprehend each other.

In Zhuang Yichen's martial hall, the martial spirit, which was almost full moon, jumped violently. The mysterious Holy Demon Tower consumes soul energy and deduces.

Due to the detailed description of the Zhifu martial arts on the stone tablet, the amount of soul energy consumed was much less, and one after another martial arts patterns appeared in the Holy Demon Tower.

Every move is perfect, without any flaws!Of course, this is the standard of the Zhifu martial arts.

Zhuang Yichen's body had already stood up unconsciously, cultivating along with the martial arts pattern in the martial hall.

"Brother Zhuang comprehended it so quickly?" Fang Luo's eyes couldn't help but look over in surprise, although he was not a martial artist, but he also felt that Zhuang Yichen's martial arts at this time were not jerky, and they were extremely smooth.

"It seems that I am going to work hard!" Fang Luo lowered his head and began to comprehend the poetic conception on the stone tablet, with a solemn face.

"This should be about the same!" Zhuang Yichen kicked out with all his might, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

He didn't kick at the stele, because if it shattered, he would be immediately teleported to the Four Heavens.

At this time, just over an hour later, a Zhifu martial art was comprehended by him, and this speed can be described as amazing, but he is not bored now, because there are other seven stone tablets in front of him, and it is a waste not to comprehend.

"The remaining seven stone tablets are not to be missed!" Zhuang Yichen quickly found another stone tablet and began to derive it.

The way of martial arts lies in absorbing the strengths of all families and stepping out of their own martial arts. However, due to the fact that most martial artists cherish their brooms, martial arts have declined, and since then, martial artists have not been martial.

Zhuang Yichen also decided at this time that if he could become the Seven Masters of Mayfly, after winning the gold to build a martial arts academy, he would take out all the martial arts he had mastered to benefit the martial artists.

"It's no wonder that his comprehension is so high!" At this time in the temple, Sun Sheng's eyes flashed and looked at the light curtain in front of him.

Zhuang Yichen's every move was in his eyes, but the strange thing was that ordinary people had no secrets in front of the demi-saints, but he couldn't see the mysterious holy demon tower in Zhuang Yichen's hall.

Although the military family is also in the same vein as Wendao, it has a natural affinity for martial arts. Because many strong men of the military family like to charge forward when facing the demons.

There are also many soldiers who spend a lot of money to create cultural treasures that can make them fight in close combat, in fact, there are more warriors.

It's a pity that talent and soul come from Wenqu Star and Wuqu Star respectively, and civil and military forces can't have both, this is the iron rule of the Shenlong Continent.

"For such a genius to appear in the martial arts, I hope he won't die halfway and become the second saint after the martial saint!" Sun Sheng muttered.

In fact, it is a natural law for Wen Dao to squeeze the martial arts now, and the demi-saints will not stop it! But in fact, the saints still hope that a martial arts saint can appear, so that in the battle against the demon race, the pressure will be reduced a lot.

It's like the god of war and the law saint coexist in the demon race, and the power of fighting together is more urgent.

Of course, before Zhuang Yichen grows to a certain extent, even Sun Sheng, who has a good impression of him, will not help him with anything, everything depends on his own efforts.

"Huh, it's finally done! It's just that these eight martial arts have gained a lot this time!" Zhuang Yichen opened his eyes, quite excited in his heart.

The martial arts above the Seven Gates, after being included in the Holy Demon Tower, were automatically repaired, and they had been extended to the level of the Zhifu martial arts, and the value was much higher.

The Holy Demon Tower was not created by the Martial Saint, and it was also inherited, so this Holy Demon Tower has gone through thousands of years of wind and rain, is there any amazing origin and secret?

"It's done!" At this time, Fang Luo suddenly moved, and there was a spirit in his pen, and he quickly wrote a battle poem.

Ten breaths into a poem, the next jade page suddenly began to burn, and a water dragon suddenly appeared out of thin air, whistling towards the stone tablet in front of him.

Boom! The water dragon shattered the stone tablet, and Fang Luo's figure disappeared here.

"It's my turn!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, his legs were as strong as lightning, but he kicked lightly on the stone tablet.

His figure was also missing, and at this time, the stone tablet shook for a while, turning into countless powders and collapsing.

"This year, the elite of my human race is stronger than in the past, and there are more than eight hundred people who have passed the third level, which is really gratifying!" a writer who monitored the Mayfly Land smiled with relief at this time.

"Yes, but it seems that the number of martial artists passing through is a little higher, and that's the main reason!" another writer nodded.

"So it seems that it is the trend of martial arts?" the third writer also said. The three of them fell silent at the same time, and their moods seemed a little conflicted.

The prosperity of martial arts is naturally a good thing for the entire human race, but for the people in the Wen Dao, it is not too happy to see.

Many strong scholars and Taoists believe that it is the right principle in the world that martial arts are attached to Wendao! From the bottom of their hearts, literati look down on martial artists.

Zhuang Yichen and Fang Luo appeared in front of a huge inscription almost at the same time, and before that, many people had gathered in front of the inscription.

There was a hazy fog in front of us, and I couldn't see any reason at all!

The inscription is very large, and the font on it is not small, even if it is a little farther, you can see it clearly.

"It's actually the rules of the Mayfly Four Heavens!" Fang Luo snorted lightly, and immediately watched with full attention.