The pen fell into a storm, and Wen Cheng cried ghosts and gods. Thousands of characters are turned into stone carvings, and gold hook iron paintings go deep into the stone walls of the mountain.

The chapters are natural, the atmosphere is thousands, and the words are like rocks with supreme energy. There are remnants of bones between the fonts, and there are magic sounds roaring, which shows that thousands of times ago, the divine text was born, and every font once killed the peerless powerhouse.

As the years passed, Shenwei was no longer there, and it was still difficult to hide a sense of slaughter.

What kind of pen power can be used as a peerless chapter? What kind of sharpness can be used to suppress the world's strongest?

Several people were emotional, their hearts were boiling, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Look up, look up, this supreme style, I can't live in the world, and see the brilliance of the gods, the unparalleled power.

"Wiped a ......"

Yang couldn't help clenching his fists, crunching loudly, and exploding with foul mouth. I felt a cool breath wandering through the kidneys, opening up the second pulse of Ren Du, goosebumps stood up, and my spirit was shocked.

"Look! What ?...... that?"

"Where?"

"Ah...... Isn't it?"

Everyone exclaimed, and Yang Da turned his head to look at it when he heard this.

The collapsed and sloping mountain peaks in the distance are still tilted and upright into the clouds, and there are thousands of feet.

On the cliff of the mountain, there is a line of writing like water. The font of 100 zhang size, there is a deafening sound of wind and thunder into the ears, and the glory is still there after all the vicissitudes of life.

"It's a death wish! it's our Terran death wish war song...... Hahahaha, I have to see this article, although I have died without regrets! Lao Tzu is not a loss, and he is a good man when he dies!"

"Yes! This must be the original text of the Death Wish Battle Song! This must be the place where the gods are recorded in history. The first strong sect of the ancient human race, the ...... of the Wailao Divine Mountain"

Yang strode like a fly, and flew over.

"What is the No. 1 Powerful Sect, is the Ailao Divine Mountain famous?"

Everyone looked back at Yang Da as if they were looking at a fool.

"What kind of eyes are these? I don't know how strange it is? It's normal to not know about ancient things!"

Yang Da argued a little uncomfortably.

"Hehe! Oh, everyone, don't look at Captain Yang like this.

The guy is illiterate and doesn't read much. I haven't been to the academy, don't look at him now, he used to be a bitter haha, a poor one!

So it's normal not to know these things! Let's not be so demanding of Captain Yang!

No one is perfect, everyone is considerate and considerate......"

Li Huaisheng jumped out, ostensibly defending Yang Da and relieving the siege, but in fact, he stepped on a few feet.

"Bitter haha, poor, poor, poor, illiterate?

Wipe...... You ugly bastard want to die, don't you? You're Chiguo's jealous of my handsomeness!

Let's let go, today Lao Tzu is going to beat out all his......"

Yang Da rolled up his sleeves and stroked it up, ready to beat Li Huaisheng hard.

This old boy is not a thing, and he dares to sarcastically mock himself with a knife and a stick.

"Come on...... Who's afraid of whom......"

Li Huaisheng's mouth was extremely arrogant, but he retreated again and again at his feet, knowing that he was not an opponent. Prepare for a wave of strategic retreat.

Everyone tugged for a while, which eased the grief of losing their comrades and enlivened the atmosphere.

It looks very close, but in fact it is very far, looking at the mountain and running a dead horse. A cadre of people marched for a hundred miles, only to see the collapsed mountain gate lying on the ground from afar, and the word "mourning" was written on the huge plaque.

The dragon flies and the phoenix dances for nine days, and the momentum is magnificent, which makes people feel shocked.

The battle song of death on the cliff of the sacred mountain was already close in front of them, and everyone looked up, and couldn't help but burst into tears, deep and low.

One, two, three...... The voices whispered in unison, and the sound became louder and louder, like the roar of a torrent and the roar of a storm.

"Born to our race, we only have the wish to die.

Hold my Jin Ge and cut down the Three Realms.

With my armor, I will not move forward.

Born in our race, we only have the wish to die.

Lead my iron horse and sing the Three Realms.

Raise my battle flag, butterflies fight its blood.

............

The blood has not withered, the flag has not been broken, and the heroic spirit has not gone far. The green mountains bury their bones, the green water buries their souls, the blood of the blood is sung, and the battle blood is cast in the border city.

The crowd sang the battle song of the death wish, and the valley reverberated with war drums.

The same frequency, the same breath, the same war song.

The rocks of the mountain have witnessed history, and the peaks of Mount Kinabalu have left memories.

The singing of the crowd touched the residual echoes of antiquity.

For a time, there were war drums beating, iron horses roaring, and killing voices shaking the world.

A picture of light is turning away, there are banners rolling, and Jin Ge is attacking strong enemies, fighting to the death.

Thousands of arrows shot through the air, and the rainbow pierced the sky and shook the stars.

There are scholars who are angry and rush to the crown, write straight, full of brilliance, and the font is like a rock to kill a strong enemy.

There is a goddess Xu Zhan's picture scroll, splashing ink in the world, shaking off thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

There are thousands of golden armors, attacking in the air, and blood is sprinkled in the sky.

The picture is illusory and bizarre, taking Yang Da and others into the battlefield in ancient times.

The wind is howling, and the battle flag is singing. The great power is bloody, the grandmaster is fighting bloody, and the city is full of golden armor as far as the eye can see.

Strange beasts roared, crashing through the mountains. There are sacred birds that are shaking their wings and singing, collapsing Qionglou Yuyu. Thousands of angels are singing the song of holy war, holding holy swords and scepters to attack the world.

There is a guqin playing the overture of the dead, and the strings are transformed into a dragon to cut everything and cut off time......

Everyone's cheeks were full of tears, their eyes were red, they were full of emotion, and their hearts were baptized.

One by one, the ancient heroic spirits turned into bits of brilliance, like stars shining in the sky.

The spiritual remnants of the ancient human race powerhouses poured directly into everyone's bodies, like the rolling waves of the tide.

"Buzz ......"

Unprepared, everyone's cultivation rose in a straight line, and they were gifted and blessed by the ancient powerhouses.

Yang Da directly advanced to the rank of the Silver Five Forgings, and the rest of the people also reached the realm of the Silver Three Forgings.

Yang Da was a little surprised, a little incredulous, it was just like standing and earning money.

His mind moved slightly, and he felt his soul power. Before, Yang Da was still a long way from the power of a mountain, but now the trench was directly wiped out.

At this moment, Yang Da officially reached the power of a mountain, and the power of one million catties could be reached in a single shot.

Of course, it is still much worse than the level of the Golden God.

Yang Dazhan has exhausted the benefits of the soldiers' armor and the rest of the army, and he can have the power of a mountain under the increase. And the power of the golden shooting origin has the power of a mountain.

A cadre sits on the ground, regulates luck, returns to the Yuan and guides one, and calms down the boiling of blood brought by the surge. Yang Da had already finished his work at a very fast speed, after all, he had already cultivated his soul power. The efficiency is naturally several times more than everyone's.

Long............

"Is the Wailao Divine Mountain famous? Tell me about it!" Yang Da couldn't help but ask.

Li Huaisheng replied directly: "Of course! It is simply a famous ancient and modern one, and no one knows the name of the great sage and holy teacher? Who doesn't know it?"

Also, who wrote the Death Wish Battle Song, which is also very famous......"

Longli: "Alright, alright! don't hang around here with half a bucket of water!"

Let Yao Guiyi tell you about this!As far as I know, it seems to have something to do with the Hidden Sect!"

Olif "Who are the five?" from the same sect ......

"Alas! A bunch of pit goods! Lao Yao still asks you to say a few words and give everyone a boost of knowledge.

One by one, I don't read more books and look at Lao Yao. That's astronomy, geography, and air!

That, uh, anyway, I have something in my stomach, and I know everything. All of you learn to ......"

Yang Da educated all the members in a tirade, and patted the horse's hooves of Yao Guiyi.

Yao Guiyi: "Uh......"

A group of people stared at Yang Da, ready to remember this shameless face. I don't know anything, so I have to pretend to educate everyone, it's simple!

"Well, since you all want to know, I'll tell you about it!

Out of my mouth, into the ears of you and others, don't spread it to the outside world. I don't know if some things are true or false. ”

"Alright...... Hurry up, pranayama, rest. Let's go in and see if you have any gains?" Yang Da directly urged.

Yao Guiyi thought about it and organized the language, and said directly: "The history of the gods is recorded, the great sage and the holy teacher, and the merit is Qianbing."

The human race respects each other, sings through the ages, and flows through the ages.

Ailao Sacred Mountain turned out to be just a small hill, and there are countless of the same type such as crucian carp crossing the river.

Let the word mourning prison be famous all over the world, and I have to mention the great sage and saint.

The original name of the holy master was Gu Qianqiu, and he was not enough, and his lifelong cultivation of the Golden God could be said to be not worth it.

The Holy Master was a lonely man, but he adopted five orphans, adopted them as disciples, and taught them carefully. ”

Yang Da directly interrupted: "Could it be that it has something to do with its five disciples?"

"Yes! Exactly!"

Yao Guiyi replied directly and simply. After a pause, he continued: "The reason why the Holy Master is called the Holy Master is that it can be the watch of eternity.

The five disciples of the Holy Master, three men and two women, sang all the way, shocked the north and south of the river, and spread the ears of all ethnic groups.

Although the holy master is not obvious, he is a scholar of heaven and man. The five disciples are the five great masters, the five supreme masters, the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and bottle.

Each of the five peaks of Ailao occupies a peak, which is known as the Five Absolute Laurels in history.

The name of the five uniques is the best in the world, and it is rampant.

The holy hand of picking stars asks the heavens, takes heaven and earth as a plate, and uses the stars and the moon as a child. Good at scheming, especially good at the way of battle. If the human race is undecided, you can ask the heavenly dwelling.

In the painting, the fairy Xu is captivating to the city, with a peerless face, one look at the city, and the other look at the country. There are countless cloud followers.

Splashing ink in the world, a volume of the world can be a map of the world, the city and the country, the volume of thousands of miles without a country, the country is lost.

Seven Killing Demon Piano Jian Xinyue A lyre can be played, the small bridge flows, and the drizzle and spring breeze accompany me to sleep. Help people refine their hearts and listen to the sound of the avenue, and practice into the green underworld.

Or, play the melody of death, the overture of the undead, the battle song, and slaughter the gods and demons.

A hundred defeated scholars and scholars, a sea of cliffs, a lifetime of defeat, but a victory but not a win. A spring and autumn pen, between the world of books, the book is full of chapters, and all the famous sentences are written. ”

Yang opened his mouth and asked, "A hundred defeats, a lifetime of victory, can this be famous all over the world, and it will be powerful all over the world?"

Yao Guiyi sighed and then said: "A hundred defeated scholars, a lifetime of failure. Bronze vs. Silver, Silver vs. Gold, Gold vs. Power.

The platinum battle is proud, and the grandmaster battle is supreme. On the supreme day, challenge the king of the alien race. The first time he escaped, he recuperated for 3,000 years.

The second time he struck the alien king, he recuperated from his wounds for a thousand years.

has repeatedly provoked the power of the king, and has been hunted down by the two kings of the alien race, but fortunately, the human god of war came forward to exonerate. Avoid defeat and death.

There was a joke that hanged the name of a scholar.

In his life, he only fought against a strong enemy, and the more he was defeated, the more he was defeated, the more he was defeated.

It can be called the first person in history to find death.

The last one is the bull ear of the Hidden Sect, which can also be called the supreme grandmaster Xue Hongtear.

The treasure vase of the avenue, freezes everything, and the snow drifts in the world.

The First Grandmaster of the Terrans. No, it should be said that it is the first grandmaster of all races. The first person under the king, no other choice. ”

Yang's big eyes narrowed, and he was surprised in his heart, all of them were so strong?

"Ahem, ahem, that, Lao Yao, are they really that strong? Don't you hold each other's feet, right?"

"I know that! It's all a wild history, you and I have never seen it! However, among the five uniques, the supreme grandmaster Xue Hongxian is indeed extremely strong.

It can be called a king who is not a king, fighting against the king with his own strength, fighting alone, and not falling behind within a hundred moves. Moreover, Captain Yang should already know it. ”

Yang Da nodded, he had been borrowed by Xue Hong's tears to fight the show of flowers. There are still points in my heart. However, it is difficult to announce this matter, and Yang Da will not say more.

Five people occupy the five peaks of Ailao and defend the Ailao Sacred Mountain. It is known as the Sacred Mountain of the Five Peerless Towns in history, and for a time Ailao became the strongest sect of the human race.

Belong to the peerless, and the servants are like clouds. Five people join forces to fight the king, who in the world is disrespectful?

The name of the great sage and saint teacher spread all over the world and was admired by the world.

However, later, because of some conceptual things, the Star Picking Holy Hand asked Tianju, and the Supreme Grandmaster Xue Hong cried, and the two of them rose up one after another and left the Ailao Sacred Mountain.

Since then, the five absolute mourning have become three unique, and the death wish war song is jointly created by the five absolute mourning prisons, and the book is written by Yahai. The cliff is close to the cliff, and the god books it sings.

On that day, in the ancient war, all races competed with each other, and foreign races conspired to attack the human race. For a time, the human race was in danger, and the wind and rain were shaking.

The Ailao Divine Mountain came out of the mountain, and the five unique battles of the Quartet gathered again to sweep the world, and the prestige shook the Quartet. ”

Speaking of this, Yao Guiyi sighed a little and sighed, and his expression was a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Isn't there anything else that can't be hidden?" Yang Da asked.

Yao Guiyi: "This is going to talk about the three questions from the mountain."

Supreme Grandmaster Xue Hongxian once asked his teacher:

Xue: Master, is the people strong, the people are strong, the people are strong, the people are strong?

Teacher: People are strong, clans are not strong! Clans are strong, and people are strong!

Xue: The first is strong and then the strongest?

Teacher: The clan is strong, and then it is strong!

Xue: How can you be strong?

The teacher hesitated for a while, and nodded his head: It's okay!

Xue turned around and pulled out the peak, wandering the world without knowing where he was, and he was nowhere to be found.

Yang Da: "Uh! this ......"

Yao Guiyi explained: "Xue Hongtear asked his teacher, is it better for people to be strong first for themselves, or to take into account the strength of the race first.

His teacher bluntly said that the strength of one person is not strong, and the strength of the whole clan is really strong. When the race is strong, people themselves will naturally be strong.

Xue Hongxian asked again if he became the king first, and then fed back to the tribe, wouldn't it be better?

His teacher hesitated and struggled for a long time, and said that this is okay.

So Xue Hongtear turned his head and left, pulled out his own mountain, and disappeared between heaven and earth, without knowing the trace.

Later, there was a theory of the hidden sect, and it had its supreme prestige. Before that, the five of them were only platinum nine forgings, and they had not advanced to the realm of grandmasters.

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