There are many pages in the booklet, which are old and yellowed, but only two lines of handwriting can be recorded.

The first line is recorded: The demon leader who had undefeated myths and legends back then.

The black handwriting is mottled like a flowing shadow, and the force penetrates the back of the paper, which has been many years old, and you can feel the antiquity and vicissitudes from it.

The second line, the handwriting is novel, the pen is like a swimming dragon, tactful and energetic, it is a record of the human race god Wuheng.

The time difference between the two lines is more than 15,000 years, and during this period, no addition has been made.

"I thought it was a record of the ancients before and no one after that, but I didn't expect it to be broken by the little hairy boy Wuheng. The wrinkled face of the old man on the stele showed a rare hint of joy, and he sighed that the big waves pushed the predecessors, and the ghosts came out from generation to generation.

Although it has not been surpassed, it is always the same.

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At the top of the tenth layer of spiritual veins, under the Enlightenment Locust Tree, where the branches and leaves crisscrossed and covered the sky and the sun like a devil's claws, Wu Heng was sitting cross-legged, with golden divine light flowing all over his body, and he was more eager to cultivate for a few more days under this Enlightenment Locust Tree containing the pearl of miracles than Xianlu.

It has been a few months since I arrived in the Second Realm of Hualong, which is not long, but it can also be said that it is still very short and short, and it is only three months.

For ordinary monks, and even for the talented Wu Heng, it was difficult to fill the blank spots in the second to third realms of Hualong in three months.

But the troubled times are many, the alien races are entrenched, and the war will break out at any time, for such a situation, Wu Heng is still very powerless, and the reason for his weakness is that his cultivation is too low, I believe that it will not be long before many young generations of Tongtian masters will emerge in the mainland, Xuanyuan Yanran is an example.

Therefore, he had to catch up with his cultivation progress and keep pace with those young leaders in Zhongzhou.

"Out of nothing, selflessness and selflessness, the four images of heaven and earth, changing like him......" Wu Heng entered the self-forgetfulness, and many different pictures appeared in his mind, some things that he didn't understand, but at this moment, if there is divine help, one point can be understood.

In the ancient scriptures of heaven and earth, it is said that Taiji gives birth to two rituals, two rituals, four elephants, and four elephants, and gossip...... All things were born, and how gossip gave birth to all things, Wu Heng has always been difficult to understand, but now suddenly the mouth suddenly opened, and a gossip map was played in his hand, and the gossip map rotated rapidly, reflecting a thousand strange birds, beasts, flowers and trees.

Many things in the Tao Sutra are all connected, and Wu Heng understands all things in the gossip as soon as he gets through the gossip.

Wu Heng gradually entered a better state, selfless cultivation under the acacia tree of enlightenment, and muttered to himself: "Born from the heart, disillusioned from the heart." ”

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and the clouds in the sky were disillusioned in his eyes, and then grew again.

It's a very strange feeling of enlightenment, something that is very unfamiliar to use but is very handy, and it seems that it has been practiced for a long time.

"The Enlightenment Locust Tree really has a miraculous effect, and practicing it once under the tree is better than practicing it thousands of times in the outside world. Wu Heng was amazed, and he evolved his attacking technique under the Enlightenment Locust Tree.

Xuehua once said that the ancient scriptures of heaven and earth are small in a thousand years and a large in ten thousand years, but now Wuheng has directly reduced this number by nearly a thousand times, one small in ten days, and one big in a hundred days.

The ancient scriptures contain many avenues and general trends, even if they are not read by cultivators, they can benefit for a lifetime, not to mention monks, and if they are used to evolve holy arts, they will definitely be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Qiankun Sixty-Nine Punches!"

A few days later, Wu Heng unleashed a large golden piercing fist, blasting the sky at the top of the top of the spiritual vein into a black hole.

The turmoil on Xuanyuan Island was rising, and monks and residents from all over the country were watching, looking at the black hole in the void at the top of the spiritual vein, and a sound of surprise sounded.

Xuanyuan Wu gave such a sentence: "This son is extraordinary, I believe that he will go down the mountain in a few days to distribute the golden fairy dew to us." ”

Someone was puzzled and asked Xuanyuan Wu why he said this, he replied: "The fifteen-year-old demon leader can only hit the most extreme Qiankun sixty-eight punches at Wuheng's age, he has invisibly surpassed the demon leader, of course, Qiankun sixty-nine is definitely the limit of Wuheng, so there is no need to be in penance, naturally he will go down the mountain in a few days." ”

But a few days later, the top of the spiritual vein was pierced again, and Wu Heng did not go down the mountain, and punched Qiankun eighty-one punches!

The black hole in the sky that had not had time to be replenished expanded again, and after a rough calculation of the power of the fist that pierced the sky, it had at least reached the point where the monks of the two realms of Tongtian gave up their lives, it was terrifying, and all the monks on Xuanyuan Island gasped for cold air.

Xuanyuan Shu stood up and said: "Wuheng will go down the mountain today, and I will set up a banquet to catch the wind and wash the dust for him." ”

Mingli is talking about catching the wind and washing the dust, and secretly considering the golden fairy dew on Wu Heng's body.

However, Xuanyuan Wu and Xuanyuan Shu miscalculated one after another, and they all made a joke, and a month passed, and Wu Heng couldn't go down the mountain.

In recent months, Wu Heng has been practicing the art of attack at the top of the spiritual vein, and enjoying the nourishment of the best cultivation artifact Golden Fairy Dew, plus the aura here can be called vast as the ocean, Wu Heng is like a fish enjoying the ocean alone, swimming, if you want to use one word to describe that feeling is cool, two words, very cool, three words, very cool.

Inexhaustible, no worries at all.

But Wu Heng still disliked that the cultivation speed was too slow, and he couldn't wait to take out the Yuan Shen who had killed the eight alien patriarchs, all of these eight people were all in the sky, and the strength of the essence in any person's body was more than Wu Heng's cultivation at the top of the spiritual vein for more than a month.

He sacrificed the soul of the world-destroying Dao, and was ready to devour the Yuan Shen of the major alien patriarchs every three days, but Wu Heng discovered a new continent, that is, the Golden Immortal Dew has a fast digestion ability, as long as the Yuan Shen and the Golden Immortal Dew devour together, it will not take three days, it can be digested in one day.

In this way, it is to devour the primordial spirit of a strong person in one day, and it can be perfectly fused in the sea of dantian qi. The cultivation method like a plug-in made the power of Wuheng Jingyuan explode day by day, and the sea of qi continued to expand, and when he swallowed the eighth alien primordial god into his belly, he finally felt that there was a burst of light shining on his face in the sky.

"Bright sunshine brings hope. Wu Heng was a little intoxicated by the light.

But when he returned to reality, he found that the bright sunlight was a lightning bolt that was coming towards his face, and each thunder was as thick as a mountain peak, making a destructive sound of Zrazra.

"I rely on ......" Wu Heng immediately shuddered, presumably God would not let himself go easily, and he would have to shine well before he was willing to break through the three realms of the dragon.

On that day, the sky was gloomy, the thunder resounded through the Nine Heavens, and the entire Southern Region was in turmoil, feeling that God was going to destroy this world.

That thunder has already turned into a fierce dragon and slammed into someone on the tenth layer of the top of the spiritual vein!

"Thunder Tribulation Dragon...... This simply doesn't let Wu Heng live. Many of Wu Heng's friends have complained about it.

"Thunder Tribulation Dragon, it means that every thunder has the attack power of the Ancient Divine Dragon, whether Wu Heng can withstand it is really a question. ”

Wu Heng's grandmother, Li Qingyue, comforted her friends and said: "Don't worry, the Enlightenment Locust Tree on the tenth layer of the top of the spiritual vein can help him a lot, and he shouldn't lose his life, but he will definitely want to live and die." ”

Hearing this, all the friends were relieved, of course, it also eased the imbalance in their hearts a little, Wu Heng's cultivation was indeed amazing for a breakthrough, but he also had to be tortured to live and die, God is fair, demons must always be punished!

The thunder of the dragon fell for three days in a row, and at least it split the top of the spiritual veins a thousand times, fortunately, the spiritual mountain was blessed by the pearl of miracles, otherwise it would have to collapse.

After the thunderstorm, the rain passed and the sky cleared, and a rainbow bridge was erected on the top of the spiritual vein, which was very beautiful.

Xuanyuan Yue stretched out her slightly baby fat finger and pointed at the rainbow bridge and muttered: "The bad guy cousin won't be an immortal, he wants to fly up the starry sky ancient road with the rainbow bridge!"

Xuanyuan Wu knocked on the little girl's head, and said without giving up: "What nonsense, Lao Tzu has not become an immortal, how can Wu Heng's little child ascend to the immortal, he is going down the mountain and bringing us the rhythm of golden fairy dew!"

"Cut, you said a month ago that he was going down the mountain, isn't this not that he hasn't gone down the mountain!" Xuanyuan Yue said very disdainfully.

"Wu Heng is definitely going down the mountain this time. Many heavyweights of the Xuanyuan family have concluded that they believe that Wu Heng's cultivation this time has reached a peak, and it is impossible to sprint to anything.

However, the predictions of these heavyweights with great poise and confidence were wrong.

After Wu Heng broke through the cultivation realm in the past half a month, he couldn't see any trace of it, and for a while, a hot topic appeared on Xuanyuan Island: "How long does it take for the demon to go down to the Spirit Mountain?"

From the high-level figures of the Xuanyuan family to the common people, they all talked about this topic with relish, and some even greeted them and applied this method: "Hey, this brother, how long do you think this demon will go down to Lingshan?"

"I don't expect him to go down the Spirit Mountain in less than three days. ”

"I feel like I'm in the past ten days. "Many have even made bets.

"Qiankun Ninety-Eight Punches!"

Gambling for three days, ten days were wrong, seventeen days after breaking through the realm of cultivation, Wu Heng broke the bottleneck under the enlightenment locust tree, and hit the ninety-eight punches of Qiankun, that scene, spectacular and magnificent, the whole sky flickered bright and dark, causing the wind and clouds to change color.

It wasn't until Wu Heng comprehended the ninety-eight layers of the Qiankun Divine Fist that Xuanyuan Huo, the head of the Xuanyuan family, couldn't sit still, and came forward and said: "Prepare a banquet to welcome Wu Heng down the mountain, this good boy has actually broken the eternal record!"

At the banquet that night, everyone from all walks of life was present, but the protagonist Wu Heng was missing, and it seemed that this demon had not planned to go down to Lingshan!

Time is like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, it has been almost three months since Wu Heng went to the top of the spiritual vein to practice, and everyone has lost interest, not guessing how long Wu Heng will go down the mountain, thinking that he will never come down for the rest of his life.

But just when everyone was not paying much attention to the information on the tenth layer of the top of the spiritual vein, Wu Heng actually hit the most extreme punch of the Qiankun Divine Fist, when the Qiankun Ninety-Nine Punches were unleashed, the entire Xuanyuan Island seemed to have a real sun down, and the nearby hundreds of miles of sea were covered with golden light, and it was difficult to dissipate for a long time.

Fortunately, this punch was fired in the air, otherwise it would inevitably scare many men, women and children on Xuanyuan Island.

Until this moment, Xuehua, who knew Wuheng best, looked at the wonders outside the window, and her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she whispered to herself: "The time for him to go down the mountain has finally arrived." ”

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