On the huge flat stone wall, at this moment, the brilliance is overflowing, and the majestic poems, songs, and war songs emerge under the tip of the "Flying Pen" swimming dragon and snake, as if awakening some kind of ancient human emperor breath, countless rays of light shoot out, entering the body of a group of broken generations Tianjiao, and the bottleneck of the human emperor immediately began to loosen!

It's just that the number of unknown rays "called" by each Tianjiao depicted by Tianjiao is different.

For example, a delicate and decisive Tianjiao woman has only thirty-nine ways.

Another rugged man, only thirty-five.

And Helian Lanjiang 55 Dao, Leng Jiu Girl 56 Dao.

One after another, until the two hundred and ninety Tianjiao of the Broken Dynasty all made a move, and no one surpassed the fifty-eight Dao of the little prince of the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty before.

I thought that fifty-eight was not much, but I didn't think it would become a swan song.

Ten zhang away, more than 1,500 masters of the non-broken generation holy ruins watched silently, and their hearts fluctuated for a while, from ambition, to contemplation, to brows.

Because, I originally thought that the poems of the manuscript were excellent, but the nearly 300 Tianjiao in front of me wrote all the martial arts experiences and feelings that they could "brag", and some people who did have poetic talents even wrote the same thing as their manuscript to the extreme, which could not be better.

"Isn't this nonsense if you can't read?"

A loose cultivator scolded dryly, "Lao Tzu is playing with a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, what kind of literati and ink artists are you learning now, and you are making this moth?" ”

Someone next to him scolded: "I've been practicing for hundreds of years, so I can't find time to drink some ink?" I saw the elegance of playing here outside, what did you do earlier? There are also musical instruments, formations, and medical skills on it, how are you doing? ”

The scattered cultivators were speechless, but they had absolutely no intention of giving up.

"Woo Woo ......"

At this moment, the Broken Dynasty Tianjiao, who was shrouded in unknown brilliance in front of them, disappeared in place one after another and went to the second layer.

More than 1,500 descendants of the Holy Ruins masters looked solemn, and when dozens of people stepped forward, their faces changed one after another when they only touched the "Flying Stone Pen".

There are tens of millions of catties of huge power!

This is a little more difficult for most of the non-broken Sacred Ruins martial artists, generally speaking, the limit of the strength that the Holy Ruins Nine Into the Void can grasp is about 38 million catties, of course, it is not excluded that some masters of innate divine power can master more powerful power, but most people actually do not win by force, after all, the world's martial arts, not all are strong with strength, there are good at speed, good at strange, good at trickery, good at medicine, good at way, good at blades, etc.,

"Four or two dialing a thousand catties" has always been a high-level and clever operation, although a martial arts giant once said that there is no difference between a martial artist who does not cultivate strength and a hooligan.

The biggest gap between the martial artists of the later generations and the martial artists of the Broken Dynasty is that the ancient martial arts cultivated by the martial artists of the Broken Dynasty are all about pulling out the mountains, and the body and blood are different.

Therefore, it is difficult to put pen to paper now, let alone be distracted from making poetry?

After struggling for a while, a group of descendants of the Sacred Ruins masters were exhausted, and wrapped their flying pen with martial thoughts and true qi, and carved the handwriting crookedly.

It's just that after the poem was engraved, it didn't cause any unknown glow, but the stone wall seemed to be offended, sending out the repulsive force of mountains and tsunamis.

Dozens of people flew out of the air and fell to the end of the "Gulai Ruins" in embarrassment.

failed to enter the country, and for a while, his blood and qi surged, his face turned blue and white, and he almost went mad.

……

Outside the "Gulai Market", above the peaks.

"It's a pity! They didn't see the true purpose of the ancient ruins. ”

"Although it is a poem and a song, it is a test of strength, the tenacity of the body's meridian cultivation, and the true qi swimming dragon and snake are in line with the ancient law of the human emperor, and there is a slight difference of half a point, even if the poem, poetry and song are written out of flowers, they still can't get the opportunity!"

"In other words, those dynastic boys don't all have poetic talents, but physical strength, true qi refining, and ancient martial arts, which just fit?"

"Yes!"

"Known as the strongest human emperor, how can an idle person reach the top?"

The three masters of the major forces spoke in a deep voice, and their tones were all three points of regret and seven points of clarity.

"I don't know if there are ...... talents among these descendants"

Among the Jiang masters of the Donghua Ming Domain, a middle-aged man with three long beards, peach blossom eyes, and a deep breath brushed his beard.

"It turned out to be Jiang Ce, Brother Jiang, current!"

The head of the Tantai clan, Zhantai Pi, had dealt with Jiang Ce in the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty at the beginning, and said with a smile when he heard this: "He doesn't dare to say it in the lower domain, even the descendants of the mountains from all walks of life in the middle domain, and he doesn't say anything about it, but the palace guarding girl of the Spirit Clan of the Two Realms Mountain, the son of Shangguan Qingming, the son of Ye Yichen of the Ye clan, the son of Qi Ruoxu of the Qi clan and the two nephews of the next two sons and nephews, Lianyu and Lingyun, I am afraid that it is not difficult to pass this first layer of creation." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a humane in the distance: "Four Realms Mountain, Flying Immortal Sect Yuanwei, has been the first layer of chance!" ”

These words seemed to have started at the beginning, and hundreds of mountains sounded one after another dull sounds.

This invisible comparison is the most fascinating, not to mention the general situation of this ancient ruins, each family has already prepared!

"Lingxiao Mountain Ancient Sect Ye Miaojin and Li Chunyuan, they should be the leaders of the future generations of martial artists!"

At this time, a slow voice came from a high peak.

The chaotic sounds on the peaks died down in an instant.

Even Tai Pi was stunned and silent.

What a behemoth-like existence the Lingxiao Mountain Ancient Sect has, inherited for more than 70,000 years, there are many ancient emperors, and there are even three known returning supremes, and there are even terrifying rumors that the Lingxiao Ancient Sect has a quasi-emperor ancestor who has been cultivating in a nameless place for thousands of years.

Otherwise, how can it be compared with the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty and the Seven Great Palaces where the three great emperors once sat in the long history?

This time, the ancient ruins, the highest cultivators who sat in the town to watch the excitement, but the ancient emperor, and there were only seven of them, and everyone was trembling.

Lingxiao Mountain spoke, who dared to answer? They said yes!

On the contrary, Emperor Xuan Immortal glanced at an old man with a tall hat and the Earth Emperor of the Seven Supreme Palaces lightly, and chuckled, not knowing what he was laughing at.

At this time, in the ancient ruins, there are more and more warriors who have been shocked by the first layer, and there are thousands of them densely packed, sitting on the edge of the abyss with black pressure, smoothing the steaming qi and blood, but the loss and depression on the face can't be covered.

It's just one layer, repelling more than a thousand people.

What the hell is this Monument of the Emperor's Entry?

Even the elders on the peaks sighed.

"Not bad!"

At this time, Tai Pi suddenly stroked his beard and smiled.

I saw that in the first layer of the ancient ruins, Qi Ruoxu, Shangguan Qingming, Shougong, Shantai Lianyu, Shantai Lingyun and others who he had just named successfully went to the second layer.

Although he only "summoned" more than 20 unknown rays of light into his body, which was far from the Tianjiao of the Broken Dynasty, he had infinite hope when he went to the second floor, not to mention, how could the future generations of Saint Ruins martial artists compare with the Broken Dynasty?

"Acceptable ......"

Then, in the direction of the ancient Buddha of the Great Sumeru Temple, the ancient sect of Lingxiao Mountain, the major supreme palaces and the ancient sects, there were bursts of comforting voices at the same time.

I saw that on the first floor of the ancient ruins, Ye Miaojin, Li Chunyuan, Lingsha Monk, Zhao Tong'er, Jiang Wuxing, Ji Pizong, Yingsi Ren and others also went to the second layer one after another, and the unknown glow summoned chased after Dai Tianjiao!

"It's ...... them"

Jiang Ce and the ancestors of the Ji family, the Ying family, the Zhao family, the Ye family and other ancestors on the Sandao Mountain in the Donghua Ming Domain glanced at each other, and their expressions were as secretive as deep, these dazzling juniors in the ancient ruins were all their own children at the beginning, but it was a pity that they ......

At this moment, in front of the first layer of the stone wall of the ancient ruins, there were only a dozen people left, and the five hundred people just now, except for more than 200 who went to the second layer, the rest were all ejected.

On the first floor, more than 1,300 people have failed!

And the only dozen or so people left, there must be nothing to look at, and the ancestors on the peaks moved their eyes to the second layer one after another.

Two hundred and ninety Tianjiao and more than two hundred and fifty descendant martial artists have entered the second layer of the heaven and earth chess game, as if the country is like chess, and those chess pieces have undergone mysterious changes, isolating more than 500 people.

"Heaven and earth are chess, what is fighting for is martial thoughts, Dao thoughts, true qi reciprocation, cyclic changes, physical strength, chess skills and strategies, a total of 467 changes, I am afraid that only 467 people can get the opportunity to go to the third layer!"

The old man with a tall hat in the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty had a shrill and gloomy voice.

In all directions, all the masters on the peaks bowed their heads slightly, expressing their approval.

However, at this moment, the first layer, which had been given up by the masters of the peaks, suddenly bloomed with a brilliant glow, and an unknown light was unknown before the Yuansheng, whether it was a genius of the Broken Dynasty or a genius of the later generations.

“…… Sixty...... Seventy...... Ninety, ninety-one, ninety-two...... Ninety-eight ......"

There are earth emperors who count carefully, and they can't help but shrink their pupils, this has surpassed the little prince of the Xuan Emperor Immortal Dynasty too much, how is this possible?

"What this son does is not poetry, but eleven Yao Shu numbers, and contains the five elements of gossip, the innate avenue, and the truth of the heaven and earth!"

Is there such a genius in the world? (End of chapter)