"Unstyled."

The proud and noble King of Ancient Brent whispered these two words.

His slender index finger stroked inch by inch of the wound that was gradually healing, as if reminiscing about the afterglow of the move just now.

"The first of a hundred styles."

The black wings stretched behind Lu Yuan, a faint dead air surrounded him, and he had completely returned to his normal appearance.

There is a pale gold in his eyes that has not completely faded, and the whole person is vaguely immersed in an indescribable wonderful state.

Nothing is the first of a hundred forms.

Lu Yuan is in the state of urgency given by the countdown of the [Demon] form, the full-level battle awareness of lv3 [Undefeated Instinct], and the trigger of lv2 [Flash of Inspiration].

Thinking comprehension has reached an unprecedented peak.

He tried to combine the many super nirvanas and nirvanas he had learned with a barrage of other proactive offensive skills.

Form a unique killer move that surpasses super nirvana.

And then he failed.

But it worked out again.

Failure in Lu Yuan found that this was an impossible goal.

No one can unify different skills on different panels.

At least at this stage, he can't do it, even if his thinking comprehension is improved tenfold.

The point of success lies in the fact that Lu Yuan has found a new way of thinking -

If you can't do it completely, then only take a part of each move, a small part, or even... A little bit of it.

If you can't even take out a point, then trace the origin of this move until you get that point.

Then.

This is where the finishing skill is born.

Lu Yuan's chest was filled with a faint pride and joy.

It's not just that the birth of [Styleless] successfully broke through the defenses of the King of Gubrent's pretenses, passed the test, and slapped him in the face.

And because of the process of deducing this move, he was able to explore the skill field above the super must-kill and provided him with a lot. A brand-new, higher-level idea of martial arts.

"The Martial God Catalogue is no longer a conjecture, maybe one day... I can really make it happen. ”

Lu Yuan thought silently, and there were many inspirations and thoughts surging in his heart.

"Not a bad move."

The handsome man's aftertaste of [Wushi] ended, and the wounds on his body healed.

He looked at Lu Yuan appreciatively and spoke.

"Approaching the realm of transcending mortal skills is extremely rare for you now."

is obviously a compliment, but it falls on Lu Yuan's ears, but how awkward it sounds.

The little pride and joy that filled my heart also faded quickly as if I had been doused with cold water.

Lu Yuan frowned, took a light breath, and said to the handsome man with a calm face: "Give me a chance, let's do it again." ”

"Huh?"

The handsome man was surprised, "Why?"

You've passed my test, and now it's time to claim your reward."

Lu Yuan shook his head: "But I still want to do it again, this time aiming at your face."

It's so annoying to pretend to be forced."

“.”

"Uh-uh."

Somewhere a few kilometers away from the battlefield, the three members of Xie Jun's team had just recovered from the trance and confusion brought about by the golden light that cut through their vision.

Then you can see the long way after returning to normal.

And then

"Boom!" A bang.

The brain exploded completely.

All kinds of doubts, speculations, and denials accumulated before. At this moment, everything is confirmed and turned into reality.

They sat on this for a long time.

With a pure martial body, he first tore a walking-level crow man by hand, and then forcibly crushed another person under the siege of four walking-level crow men.

After that, he fought the seemingly invincible man who jumped out of the black dome and finally injured him.

Such an existence that has long been defined as the ultimate monster in their hearts.

It's a long way to go?!

The god who refused to join their team and was privately discussed by them as "a pure white who doesn't understand anything", "a prince who is on top by background", and "a burden that drags his feet"? !

"With such a newcomer who doesn't know anything, the success rate of our operation will be much lower!"

"I don't want our whole team to be babysitters!"

"Haha, it's good that kid didn't come in, otherwise our operation wouldn't have gone so smoothly this time."

"The return mission is complete. Let's take him with you, for the sake of Lao Song's face. ”

“.”

The remarks of several people who had revolved around Lu Yuan were constantly tumbling in their minds at this time, and all the sentences and scenes came up.

A moment.

The three Xie Jun, who were stunned in place, seemed to see a huge palm suddenly appear in the air in front of them.

"Whew-"

Whistling, a slap in their face.

The slap made each of their heads "buzz", and the sides of their cheeks were as hot as if they had been burned with a soldering iron.

"Amount"

Han Xun stood in mid-air, looking fixedly at the two people who were talking in the distance.

But only the evil energy in his eyes detected a full ??? A wound on the chest of a handsome man.

"He's hurt."

Han Xun looked stunned.

"How? Why?"

Han Xun's mind kept flashing the fleeting golden light he had seen before.

Every time I think about it, there seems to be an inexplicable throbbing in my heart.

He tried to replace either of the two men in the distance.

But no matter how many times it is deduced in the mind.

Translocation.

It seems that the results are all the same-

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

Han Xun took a deep breath, and his right hand holding the ice blue long knife released and clenched tightly, repeating it many times.

Finally, a trace of complexity and decadence emerges from the bottom of the eye.

The handsome man looked at Lu Yuan with a somewhat stunned expression.

Looking at his serious face, it seems that he will really do it again in the next moment, and cast [Wushi] on his face.

For the first time, a smile appeared on the face of the handsome man.

"Next time."

He spoke softly.

Then his whole body completely stretched out, and his figure gradually fell.

The whirlpool of dead air that had stagnated between heaven and earth seemed to start working again, and endless black dead qi gathered together.

Lu Yuan felt all these changes, his heart was slightly shocked, and he was frowning, not knowing what kind of moth the king of pretending to be in front of him was going to do.

suddenly

He saw the handsome man in front of him kneeling quietly as his figure fell to a height parallel to his feet.

With one hand on his chest, he bowed his head in a courtier-like gesture and whispered, "My lord." ”

“？？！”

Lu Yuan was like being struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned on the spot.

Countless exclamation marks and question marks flashed through my mind in an instant.

The only thought was: I was hasty! This can't be what the Raven God left for me, right?

Humanoid pets?

Although the strength is very strong, I really don't want a guy who can pretend to be more aggressive than me by my side!!

OK.

It turns out that Lu Yuan thinks too much.

After saying the words "My lord," the King of Ancient Brent, who was in the form of a courtier, raised his head, and then gently tore his chest with both hands.

A rich black light bloomed from within.

Lu Yuan's gaze was instantly attracted.

He saw—

Within the chest of the King of Ancient Brent, a feather was silently suspended.

A crow's feather.

Black, as deep as night.

The feather released a large amount of thick black light, which filled the entire chest cavity of the King of Gubrent like a meridian vein.

The King of Gubrent reached into his chest and gently plucked the feather.

Holding it in both hands, it was presented to Lu Yuan.

"My lord.

I've been on the banks of the River Styx for too long.

I have heard the call of the bells of Hades, and I have seen His shadow, and the gates of Hades are being opened to me."

He muttered softly, as if he were telling a vision of his own.

Lu Yuan didn't seem to hear it, and all his attention was attracted by the black feathers in front of him.

He looked stunned, stretched out his hand, and picked up the feather.

I didn't feel any weight.

Grasping it in his hand, it seems to be just a mass of nothingness.

And when he picked up the feather, the King of Gubrent in front of him began to gradually weather.

He was like a piece of paper ash that had been burned out, disintegrating inch by inch in the breeze.

Turned into billowing black dead air.

Together with the huge dead air vortex in the sky, it quickly wrapped the road far away.

"Go and follow in His footsteps.

My lord.

He said. He is waiting for you."

After the last sentence of the King of Gubrent, he smiled at Lu Yuan, and then was completely blown away by the wind.

"You!"

Lu Yuan subconsciously reached out to grab it.

But he could only catch a handful of black sand.

And then the sand flowed through his fingers in the blink of an eye.

"Ugh"

Lu Yuan stood in place in a daze, unable to understand why such a strong person could say no in a blink of an eye.

"His power. It's all given by this feather? ”

Lu Yuan suddenly came to his senses and subconsciously looked down at the black feathers on his hands.

only to find that his hand was already empty.

The black crow feather had run to his chest at some point.

Clung to his skin, it seemed to be melting into it little by little.

At the same time, strange memories began to emerge in Lu Yuan's mind.

More and more, more and more turbulent.

The massive black dead qi between heaven and earth also completely enveloped him at this moment, desperately drilling into his body.

Lu Yuan's face was distorted, and he couldn't help but reach out and hug his head.

Faintly, he seemed to see someone approaching him.

"Don't slaughter me like a lackey of the evil god! I'm a good citizen! ”

Before the last trace of clarity in Lu Yuan's mind dissipated, he thought about it, grabbed something and threw it out in the direction of the comer.

And then

The world before me has completely descended into darkness.

“！”

Han Xun looked stunned.

He saw the one of the two people in front of him who was almost beyond his level, and suddenly knelt down to the other person.

Then he tore his chest open and pulled out a lump of nothingness.

In an instant, it was annihilated in the air.

Before Han Xun could react from the shocking changes of this scene, he immediately found that in the secret realm of the Sorrowful Ruins, those black dead qi that was wandering around began to converge in the same direction.

It was all in the body of the young man who had survived the battle.

The latter was suspended in mid-air, his eyes closed and his face expressionless.

A large amount of dead air condensed on him, and a beautiful, noble, and ancient armor emerged.

A trace of noble and terrifying aura spread out from the other party's body.

This aura made Han Xun feel like he was facing those top beings inside the Yellow Bear.

It was as if he was meeting a certain supreme monarch at this time, and he had the urge to kneel down and worship.

Xie Jun and the three of them had already knelt down.

His forehead was pressed against the ground, and his body was trembling violently.

Han Xun gritted his teeth, pressed the impulse in his heart, and walked forward step by step.

The experience of being a four-winged flying bear allows him to probably guess.

The scene that happened in front of him should be some kind of evil and ancient inheritance ritual.

The most important thing he should do at this time is to interrupt the ritual as best he can before it is finished!

A large amount of cold qi poured out of Han Xun's body, and his entire body almost turned into pure ice blue.

Against the indescribable terrible pressure in the air, he approached the person at the center of the death whirlpool, step by step.

"Whew-whew-"

He gasped violently, his right hand clutching the long knife tightly.

Try to calm your emotions and get rid of the distractions in your heart.

The terrifying coercion in the air grew heavier and heavier, and his body instinctively trembled under the coercion.

But the heart is as strong and cold as an iceberg.

He held a knife in both hands, and there was indifference in his eyes.

was about to make his strongest move against the young figure in front of him.

suddenly

A black shadow slammed out of the vortex and shot at him.

Han Xun subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

When he saw the appearance of the things in his hand, he was stunned.

The killing intent of his body dissipated in an instant.

Only the bewilderment and stunned face remained.

I saw that he was holding a small black card in his hand.

On the front of the card, a golden yellow bear is silently looking at him.

Own??!

Push a book, the title of the book is "Liu Bei is selected at the beginning, only I know the plot of the Three Kingdoms", author: chicken feathers all over the ground

(End of chapter)