In the glittering golden space, the sound of everyone's slight and long breathing could be heard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The white-haired Lang Xuan looked at Xin Wu with an unfamiliar look.

From this chaotic picture, the boy actually comprehended the strongest power.

In such a short period of time, he couldn't believe it.

But because Xin Wu cracked the mechanism of the wall, vaguely, he didn't dare to completely deny it.

"What is the strongest power?" Lang Xuan, who was aroused by curiosity, couldn't help but ask, breaking the silence.

Xin Wu sorted out his thoughts, picked up a small pebble from the ground, and threw it out suddenly, a series of dazzling sparks flickering in the space.

Immediately afterward, he picked up the robe that covered Sugar Do's body and vigorously wiped the only remaining clothes on his body, the blue static electricity flashed away, leaving only the snort of the static current echoing.

"What are you doing?" Lang Xuan looked confused, he couldn't understand Xin Wu's words and deeds at all.

Xin Wu threw a lightning punch, and then rested on Crimson's face, her long green hair rising like the hem of her skirt.

"What do you feel?"

"Wind. Scarlet replied fragily, she was a little frightened by Xin Wu's sudden fist wind.

The young man nodded in satisfaction, put his robe back on Sugar-Dood's body, and responded to Lang Xuan.

"Violent collisions can create flames, the friction of clouds can create lightning, rapid attacks can create hurricanes, and heat can melt objects.

As for the earth and wood everywhere, the strongest power is definitely not the source power of the natural attribute. ”

Lang Xuan nodded in agreement, after all, this is evidenced by facts.

With the improvement of strength, the demon spirit will be gradually thrown away by the hunters, and in the Star Source Continent, the top powerhouses are almost all hunters.

"Do you know what that miniature building is made of?" Xin Wu asked rhetorically, staring at the crystallization that had taken him ten days of hard work.

"Made of earth, bamboo and stones. "Such a simple question, you can see it at a glance.

Xin Wu nodded, and shook his head again: "It is composed of density, measurement, curvature, shrinkage and ductility, any kind of material with the following characteristics can build a building, not earth and stone. ”

Shrinkage?

Lang Xuan remembered the might of the Buddha beads turning into a long stick, and with just this stick, swept away thousands of armies!

Ductility?

The beads suddenly expanded horizontally, resisting attacks from all directions.

Radian?

The Buddha beads turn into a long rope, winding and twisting, retreating can hide in narrow gaps, and entering can become a sky net to capture the enemy.

Density?

The Buddha bead absorbs sand, stone, grass and trees, but the volume does not change to the same, and the interior must have shrunk to the point of being indestructible, no wonder the fireball can't hurt it in the slightest.

Measurement?

Buddha beads incarnate into tens of millions, crushing the enemy in numbers.

All the characteristics of Xin Wu said, the pictures played on the curtain can correspond to each other.

And these attributes are the basic attributes of matter, which are very ordinary and simple, and don't they just correspond to the picture of the first enemy who uses dazzling moves but is killed by a simple blow?

Xin Wu looked at Lang Xuan's stretched brows and came to a conclusion: "No matter how complex and solid the edifice is, it is made up of the simplest lines.

Therefore, the strongest force is to grasp the basic properties of matter—density, measurement, radian, vertical stretch, horizontal extension.

If these five attributes can be used flexibly, the building will be born on its own. ”

Dunhuang is really not very human, far-sighted, and it helps such a precious perception in the mud and pictures.

Many people pursue the attributes of the source force of gold, wind, fire, and thunder, but they don't know that they have mastered the basic attributes of matter, and they can naturally derive these attributes.

For hunters, simple, quick, neat, and unexpected is exactly what they aim for.

The most inconspicuous material attributes coincide with the temperament of a hunter.

It seems to be featureless, but in fact it is the most hidden and deadly.

After this realization, the path taken by Xin Wu is clearer!

Lang Xuan bowed slightly, took a deep breath, stood for a long time but spoke: "Dunhuang's perception is very novel and distinctive, but it is only suitable for him, not for everyone.

Most people can only have one source force, that is, those with excellent mission, and at most two or three coexist, and five coexistences have never been heard of so far. ”

"The Dragon Emperor Yaoguang of the Heavenly Dragon Clan and the dead Sword Demon Dunhuang have only mastered three kinds. Xin Wu did not shy away from proposing the names of the two.

"You know, you're lucky enough to get one of them. ”

Lang Xuan felt a little sorry for Xin Wu, the young man's mind was enough to control any powerful force, but his body was obviously unable to keep up.

It's a sorrow, the sorrow of getting a divine sword, but not having the strength to lift it.

Xin Wu shook his head very freely, if the legend of the Seven Turns of the Golden Monster was true, he would become the third person after Yaoguang and the Sword Demon.

Miracles are made to create.

There will always be people who continue to break through themselves and exceed everyone's expectations.

Why can't that person be me?

Xin Wu smiled, used his finger as a pen, and wrote on the curtain density, measurement, curvature, extensibility and contraction, the curtain gradually closed and disappeared, and the bright passage stretched out into the unknown distance.

"I'm greedy, the five attributes are the whole, and they can only exert their greatest power when they cooperate with each other. ”

"But ......" Lang Xuan still felt that this was difficult.

"I don't like to quit before I even start, I believe that the harder you try, the luckier you get, they will all be mine. ”

Xin Wu clenched his fists and walked into the passage.

He has gone through hardships, made decisions about life and death, experienced betrayal, and is a strong man in both will and consciousness.

The strong will reflect on themselves, but never deny themselves.

Lang Xuan couldn't see through the young man in front of him.

But he had to admit that without Xin Wu, Dunhuang's perception might never have been understood.

"If it's your word, maybe it will work. "A teenager who can bounce back and move forward in just a few days is worth believing and looking forward to.

......

At the end of the straight passage is a fine hut with emerald bamboo growing into a long corridor on either side.

The orchids outside the door are blooming luxuriantly, with a swaying posture and a swaying style.

Xin Wu and Lang Xuan glanced at each other, and the two nodded to each other.

Xin Wu pushed lightly, and the door that was not locked suddenly opened, and before he could react, a charming fragrance overflowed from the room.

Then the woman's excited shout came to her ears: "Dunhuang, you are finally here." ”

The sound of the wind came from within, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, and a woman appeared in the field of vision of the two men.

Her red hair turned into two ponytails, she was dressed in pure white clothes, her innocent face seemed to have a faint rouge remaining, and the red from her cherry lips was accidentally applied to her cheeks.

She rushed towards Xin Wu, the smile on her face warm and kind.

Like peach blossoms in March and catkins in April, the pure white belt flies back, like a white rainbow trailing behind.

The towering jade arms are like steep blades, and the pale red water spirit eyes are full of affection.

However, the moment she saw Xin Wu, her graceful running posture immediately stopped, and her gentle and expectant eyes were replaced by anger.

"Who the are you?" the woman burst into a foul mouth, and she pushed forward with a slight pinch of her orchid fingers, and a long needle went straight to Xin Wu's Baihui acupoint.

Xin Wu hurriedly withdrew from the door, using the door as a shield to block the stabbing flying needle.

"Bang" The stone door was smashed with a punch, and the woman flew out of the rocks, strangled Xin Wu's throat with one hand and accurately slammed it into the wall of the passage with a slight force.

Leaning forward, she stared at Xin Wu with a smile, stretched out her soft pink tongue, and the sweet breath sprayed on Xin Wu's face, revealing a large patch of turbulent snow white on her chest.

"I didn't expect to be a beautiful teenager. She shook her head, and the snow-white clothes on her body turned into white snow flakes and shattered, revealing the sexy and delicate red cheongsam inside.

The cheongsam reached the leg split, she lifted her slender jade leg to press Xin Wu's body, and pointed her red nails at Xin Wu's temples, tempting to speak: "Who are you, I'll give you a chance to answer." ”

She shook her head, and her ponytail turned into a waterfall red hair, like blood blooming eerily in the desert.

From the innocent Lori girl to the sexy Queen of Blades, it only took a second, is she schizophrenic or likes cosplay?

Lang Xuan, who was anxious on the side, was about to speak, but was stopped by Xin Wu's eyes.

She seemed to have shouted Dunhuang just now, and the young man frowned and raised his hands: "I am Dunhuang's apprentice." ”

The word "Dunhuang" made the woman's body obviously stunned, she sneered slightly, her nails sank into Xin Wu's neck, and five blood marks were pinched.

"How?"

"If you weren't an apprentice of Dunhuang, how would you know how to get here?"

The temperature control technique made Xin Wu not messy, his palms became claws, and if the woman made further moves, he wouldn't mind attacking her vital part - crisp breasts!

For a hundred years, no one should have come here.

He could only gamble to convince the woman that he could go here because of Dunhuang's guidance.

The woman's eyes wandered, and after a moment, she let go of the slender jade hand that was holding Xin Wu's neck: "That one who has no conscience, it's been a hundred years, what do you mean by just calling an apprentice to come and see me?"

The calm temperament of the young man in front of him coincides with Dunhuang back then.

"It's not that the master doesn't come to see you, it's that he's no longer there. Xin Wu suddenly squatted down, clasped his knees with his hands, and only showed a pair of lonely eyes.

"What did you say?" the woman's red hair fluttered, and her pale red eyes flashed with a strange light.

There was a huge sense of oppression all around, cracks in the walls of the ground, and tiny sandstones flew into the air, gathering into fist-sized stones that were suspended in the air.

"He didn't lie to you. Lang Xuan shook his head and gave the woman a fatal blow: "Dunhuang is no longer there, if he is alive and will not come to see you for a hundred years, he will be dead in your heart, isn't he?"

The moment the door was pushed open, judging from the tenderness and excited demeanor in the woman's eyes, the ** of the ten, Dunhuang is the person she loves, or her beloved relatives.

Maybe your own words are cruel, but if your beloved lives and abandons yourself for a hundred years, wouldn't it be even more cruel?

As a friend of Dunhuang, Lang Xuan hopes that women will become the former.

The woman's ruddy face was bloodless in an instant, and her swaying body kept retreating, and the suspended stones around her fell to the ground with a bang, shattering into scattered sand.

The whole world was spinning, the heart seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles, and the woman's eyes were black, and she fell to the ground, unconscious.

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