While panting, Yuehua saw the true face of this behemoth.

To be precise, this behemoth resembles a giant monkey, with four ears on its head, twenty meters of arms outstretched, a pair of eyes, as big as a lantern, and its whole body is like a giant mountain.

"Phew!"

Before this behemoth could calm down, Yun Xinyue's slender jade hand, which was as white as mutton fat, slapped it down violently.

Her hand, in front of the behemoth, was unusually small and could be ignored, but it was this small hand that was completely disproportionate to the behemoth's body, and landed on the behemoth's head, and the entire lake shook violently.

"Boom!"

Centered on Yun Xinyue's falling hand, a circle of strong spiritual power ripples spread. Then, the behemoth's head suddenly cracked.

"Woo ......"

The behemoth let out a deafening scream, and its body slammed into the bottom of the dark space, even with the resistance of water, it still smashed a huge crater hundreds of feet deep in the ground.

The behemoth fell, and at the bottom of the pool, some strange runes suddenly gushed out, like burning flames, making the entire pool of water glow as dazzling as stars.

Under the light, a huge pavilion appeared in front of Yuehua and Yunxinyue.

On the walls of the pavilion, the colorful runes shimmered with wonderful light. A vast breath, as if it was an endless sea of clouds, rushed towards him, making both Yuehua and Yun Xinyue submerged in this breath.

Yuehua's whole person shook suddenly, his expression was dull, and his lips trembled slightly.

"The Scripture Pavilion?"

Yun Xinyue shouted uncontrollably, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes flashing with a strange brilliance.

Shrouded in the vast aura, Yuehua and Yun Xinyue looked up at the huge scripture pavilion that appeared at the bottom of the pond at the same time, and their hearts were extremely surprised, feeling as if the whole person was in the void, ethereal.

"I don't know how long it will take to precipitate this vast breath, in this vast breath, I feel like a drop of water in the ocean, even if I try all means, I can't set off any waves."

Yuehua walked into the pavilion and sighed secretly. Yun Xinyue beside him seemed to have a calm face, but the corners of her lips twitched slightly, and her breathing fluctuated.

Walking carefully with each step, Yuehua's heart was extremely excited. Extending his spiritual power, his eyes passed through the dazzling light on the attic wall and fell into a series of strange runes.

Yuehua's spiritual power was highly concentrated, and he carefully comprehended the information transmitted in the rune, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"There are two kinds of spiritual skills, one is the record scroll, and the other is the most primitive, which exists in the runes. Some ancient spiritual techniques have evolved from runes. ”

Seeing that Yuehua was thinking in confusion, Yun Xinyue explained to him.

Yuehua nodded, carefully analyzing the information transmitted by the rune.

"Tiger Fist!"

Elementary spiritual skills, after practice, fists are like tigers, shots are like tiger roars, and one-handed boulders break 10,000 catties. After the spirit master of the primary spirit weapon realm is trained, it is not a problem to fight ten enemies.

Glancing at the runes of the Tiger Fist, Yuehua shook his head, this spiritual skill is not of much use to him now, with one enemy and ten, even if he doesn't use the spiritual skill, he can easily do it.

Turning around, Yuehua moved her gaze to another part of the pavilion wall.

"Whew!"

An even more dazzling light burst out, causing Yuehua's eyes to sting. He tried his best to open his eyes, and his gaze fell on the runes in this area, and three bright and bright characters appeared in his mind.

"Ice Spirit!"

Intermediate spiritual skills, after being practiced, the spiritual power moves, and within ten zhang of the side, three feet of ice are frozen in an instant, and even the water flow of the waterfall is a hundred zhang high, it will be frozen. After the spirit of the intermediate spirit weapon realm is trained, even against the spirit of the high-level spirit soldier realm, he has the power of self-preservation.

This spiritual skill, for the spirit of the water attribute, is indeed a very good spiritual skill, in actual combat, it is of great help, but to make the ice within ten zhang around him, this kind of skill, cultivated is too easy to decide, Yuehua can be easily used, there is no need for spiritual skills at all.

Yuehua still shook her head and moved her gaze to another place.

"Spirits Fight!"

"Water roar!"

……

Yuehua swept the runes on the walls of the pavilion one by one and shook his head, these spiritual skills can also achieve the same effect after cultivating the Taiyi Determination Technique.

"Yuehua, this spirit body duel, it's not bad, you haven't cultivated any spirit skills now, and if you have cultivated this spirit skill, it's not a problem to deal with ordinary junior spirit generals and spirit masters!"

When Yuehua was choosing the spiritual skills over and over again, Yun Xinyue saw that he had not made a decision for a long time, thinking that he didn't know how to choose, so she suggested to him.

"Okay, then I'll practice this martial art!"

Yuehua finally set her eyes on the spirit duel she had seen before. Concentrate your mental power and begin to receive the message from the light that flashes from the runes.

"Whew!"

When Yuehua was about to close his eyes, suddenly from the top of the pavilion, a star-like light shot straight out, causing his whole body to tremble suddenly.

At this time, Yun Xinyue, who had always looked indifferent, changed her face drastically, revealing a rare solemnity.

Yuehua raised his head, his gaze moved from the spirit body to the top of the pavilion, and suddenly a huge amount of information rushed into his mind, causing severe pain in his brain.

Enduring the sharp pain in her brain, Yuehua struggled to grasp the huge amount of information in her mind.

Suddenly, in my mind, a shabby and yellowed scroll appeared.

A mellow scent, with a strong woody scent, emanates from the scroll. The breeze blew and gently opened the first page of the book, and the yellowed paper, which was as thin as a silkworm wing, flashed a dazzling light at the moment of opening, reflecting in mid-air, forming a three-dimensional picture.

The picture flashed by, and I could barely see a huge creature, breaking through the ground and rising into the air, and then a violent storm and the ground cracked.

After a while, the screen disappeared, leaving the words "Shenlong Heavenly Technique" on the paper.

"This?"

Yuehua couldn't say a word in surprise, her hands kept shaking, and the sides of her cheeks twitched slightly. Yun Xinyue, who was beside him, looked more and more solemn, squinted her eyes slightly, and fell into deep thought.

This is a spiritual technique, but so far Yuehua doesn't know its level, and she doesn't dare to continue watching it, let alone talk about cultivation.

Some high-level spiritual skills have requirements for strength, if the strength is not good, they can't bear its power at all, the light ones go crazy, and the heavy ones explode and die.

Just when Yuehua was at a loss, Yun Xinyue raised her head slightly, opened her slightly narrowed eyes, slowly changed her breath, her lips rose and fell slightly, and said: "This spiritual skill, if I guess correctly, should not be a human spiritual skill, it belongs to the dragon clan!" ”

Yun Xinyue stared at the top of the pavilion, her brows furrowed slightly, and her expression was extremely solemn.

Yuehua was stunned for a moment, her eyes were confused, and she couldn't wait to ask:

"It's not a human psychic skill, it belongs to the dragon clan? So, this spiritual technique is not something that humans can cultivate at all? ”