"Forget it, your dragon horns are still kept, and it's useless for me to take them. ”

Wu Ming shook his head and said no. Regardless of whether this purple gold divine dragon was out of good intentions or malicious intent, he really couldn't use it. Wu Ming's weapons, in addition to swords, are fists and feet. What do you do with this dragon horn? Fight it into a sword? This is indeed a good idea, but the question is, a dragon dragon that can live for at least hundreds of thousands of years, can this dragon horn be so hard that it can be forged casually?

Besides, an ancient divine dragon was even more polite to himself than Jin Toad?

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon was not disappointed, but smiled: "It can be seen that you should use a sword." Moreover, it seems that he has also learned the leg technique, is he a martial artist? As I expected, what should be learned is the dragon descending god leg left by this dragon descending ancestor. ”

Wu Ming asked, "How did you see it?"

Isn't the Dragon Descending Divine Leg the Dragon Descending Arhat's mastery? How can another Dragon Descending Ancestor come out? What is the relationship here? Wu Ming's heart sank, what was the Heavenly War back then?

Suddenly, Wu Ming found that he was getting more and more chaotic, and the clues that had been coded clearly became tattered in an instant, and countless suspicious points appeared in it.

Zijin Shenlong said: "There are cocoons on the hands, but they are not thick, unlike those with knives." The sword is heavy and the sword is clear, and the cocoons that are sharpened are different. And your striding posture, coupled with the previous look at those pictures, also seems to be a little wrong, so I guessed so. There is another point, if you don't get the inheritance of the Dragon Descending Ancestor. You can't get into this Hidden Dragon Pavilion. ”

Wu Ming nodded thoughtfully, it seems that the root of the matter is here. It's no wonder that you feel a familiar aura that calls you. It turns out that this is the case, the Hidden Dragon Pavilion is the place where the ancestor of the dragon descending lives, and he accidentally learned the leg of the dragon descending god, and this dragon descending god leg is the mastery of the ancestor of the dragon

These relationships are somewhat complex, but not difficult to understand.

In the blink of an eye, after understanding these things, Wu Ming's face was shocked, could it be. I actually got the legendary fairy fate?

It's as simple as that. Just got the fairy fate?

Wu Ming felt as if he was in a dream, and he was obviously still in a trance.

"But it's a pity that the inheritance of the Dragon Descending Ancestor was taken away by a bald head countless years ago, otherwise you can also inherit the inheritance of the Dragon Descending Ancestor. Become one of the biggest people in heaven and on earth. There was a strong sigh in the purple gold divine dragon's tone.

"But it's okay. There is some artistic conception on the painting over there. If you can comprehend it, you can also improve your dragon descending god legs a lot. And in addition to the Dragon Descending Divine Legs, there is also the Dragon Descending Divine Palm!" said the Purple Gold Divine Dragon again. He said those paintings. Apparently referring to the murals that Wu Ming had seen earlier.

Speaking of the murals, Wu Ming remembered a question again: "Those paintings, were they carved by the ancestor of the dragon descendant?"

"No, it was carved by his disciples and grandchildren. There were also some inexplicable people, I was sealed at the time, I couldn't see or speak, and it wasn't until now that the seal was a little loose, and I woke up. For those, I don't know much. "The Purple Gold Divine Dragon can be called a question that can be answered.

"Oh, no wonder that's so!" Wu Ming thought that the figure in the painting that was supposed to be the Dragon Descending Ancestor had already died, how could he still carve the pattern behind it? It turned out that this painting was not carved by him, but by someone else.

However, is that person really the disciple and grandson of the Dragon Descending Ancestor?

So why did he carve these murals, and why did he do it?

The Dragon Descending Ancestor's peerless learning didn't have a bald head to take away, I think that one is the Dragon Descending Arhat in Buddhism, right?

Without thinking about it anymore, Wu Ming thought that there were still companions waiting for him outside, so he would learn the dragon descending mastery first. For Wu Ming, although what he learned is also called the Dragon Descending Divine Leg, it has fallen into the mortal dust, unlike this real Dragon Descending Peerless Technique, not to mention any heaven-level martial arts, even god-level martial arts cannot be compared. However, the inheritance is gone, and there are only a few pictures, on which there is a trace of the artist's artistic conception.

There are eighteen drawings in total, each with a trick.

No matter how Wu Ming looked, he couldn't feel that kind of artistic conception, just like a dead thing, unmoved.

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon smiled: "Boy, you can't see it like this. Close your eyes, touch the marks with your hands, and feel with your heart. ”

Wu Ming obeyed, closed his eyes, and slowly brushed his fingers over the nicks on them. The mind and spirit are one, and they are instantly transferred to the original spirit. Yuan Shen still had his eyes closed, but what he saw made Wu Ming a little fascinated.

The murals seemed to come to life.

In front of Wu Ming's eyes, a golden dragon appeared, but he was standing opposite this dragon. At this moment, he seems to have turned into the person in the painting, and he seems to be a spectator living in his body.

The dragon roared, but the man was undaunted, and made the first move. With a kick, the whole person turned into a golden dragon and rushed towards the dragon, the dragon head was hideous, the dragon claws waved, and the power was extremely fierce and pounced on the dragon on the opposite side.

Looking all the way, there are eighteen pictures, a total of eighteen moves, all of which are fighting and defenseless. The heaven and earth that are killed change color, and the wind and clouds are swept by it. The energy is overwhelming, and one trick is overwhelming. Wu Ming's body subconsciously moved, constantly using the dragon god legs, over and over again, and the eighteen moves were more and more proficient and refined under his practice.

The whole person had turned into a golden dragon the size of a hundred zhang and flew in the palace.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Mingxing turned around. The frescoes on the palace have become blurred, and it is no longer possible to make out what they were before.

Wu Ming clicked on his information column.

Character: Wu Ming

Martial Arts Level: Myojin One Heavy Heaven

Experience Points: 1078450/2000000

Root bones: 55

Heart Method: (Heaven-level Heart Method Nine Yin True Scripture Fragments) 36% proficiency in refining muscles and forging bones, and 23% proficiency in pseudo-god-level exercises Nine Yang True Scriptures.

Martial arts: 100% proficiency in the first twelve palms of the thirty-six Tiangang palms (Dacheng). The proficiency of the Dragon Descending Divine Leg is 112% (extraordinary), the proficiency of the Peerless Divine Finger is 54%, the proficiency of the Holy Spirit Sword is 45%, the proficiency of the Immortal Chasing Step is 54% (entering the hall), and the proficiency of the Nine Yin White Bone Claw is 10%.

Spiritual Root Skill: Manipulate fire

Equipment: Breeze Sword

The dragon descending god's leg turned out to be big?

Wu Ming was overjoyed, not to mention that this dragon descending god leg was so big, but it had evolved because of that trace of artistic conception, it was no longer just a heaven-level martial art, but also transcended the shackles of the mortal world. And this is still not enough comprehension, and the artistic conception is only a trace of simplicity. Not a true legacy. Otherwise, it would not be too much to break through directly to the god level. And the real god-level exercises, it is rumored that they are all inherited by the immortals of the fairy world, such as the God of War Catalogue, such as the Recipe for Longevity!

However, it can't be completely said that Wu Ming can be invincible by using the Dragon Descending God Leg. If it's an immortal. Under the backdrop of endless true elements, it is nature. It is absolutely difficult to find an opponent in the mortal world. But Wu Ming can't do it, it's right that the moves have been refined, but the true yuan and realm are still far behind.

"I didn't expect you to have a good understanding. In such a short period of time, he really entered the artistic conception of the Dragon Descending Ancestor. Hehe, yes, very good!"

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon smiled, seemingly very happy, and a little excited.

Wu Ming thanked him: "Thanks to the guidance of my predecessors, otherwise, I would not have been able to improve so quickly." However, this Dragon Descending Ancestor really deserves to be a top master, and even this trace of artistic conception can make me improve. ”

As he spoke, Wu Ming's eyes were full of admiration.

To tell the truth, having seen the scene of the Dragon Descending Ancestor fighting the giant dragon, Wu Ming was indeed shocked. is different from the fighting in the martial arts, which is completely beyond the scope of martial artists.

The purple gold divine dragon said again: "You go over there and take a look, there is still the dragon descending divine palm inherited by the dragon descending ancestor, maybe you can also have some understanding." ”

The Dragon Descending Divine Palm? Could it be the Eighteen Dragon Descending Palms? Wu Ming's heart moved, but he didn't move. This purple gold divine dragon, isn't it a little too much?

"No, I haven't learned the Dragon Descending Divine Palm, and I guess I won't be able to comprehend anything. Hehe, it's already very good to be able to comprehend the Dragon Descending God Leg. Wu Ming was vigilant in his heart, so naturally he wouldn't go to watch any more dragon descending divine palms, and he would have to test it first.

"Boys are smart, too! But it doesn't matter anymore. Zijin Shenlong's words changed, and he said something out of tone, as if he had noticed something.

Wu Ming snorted coldly: "What do you mean by what the seniors say?"

The Purple Gold Divine Dragon sneered: "Lend your body for use!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ming turned around and was about to flee. This purple gold divine dragon that has been suppressed for an unknown number of years is afraid that it will have to deal with itself this time. No wonder he is so kind-hearted, he has always relieved his doubts, and even taught himself how to comprehend the artistic conception of the dragon god's legs.

He had just walked a distance of a few dozen zhang, and a purple-golden light appeared on the purple gold divine dragon's body, and a mini purple gold dragon no more than the size of one zhang had already broken through the sky and directly drilled into Wu Ming's sea of knowledge.

Snatch away!

Wu Ming was shocked, and finally knew what this guy meant.

This legendary scene was actually encountered by himself. This guy actually wants to use his Yuan Shen to take away his body, and I don't know if the weird Yuan Shen of his own can stop it!

Wu Ming was already in a cold sweat behind his back, this time, it was even more dangerous than the last shocking robbery.

Shocking tribulation, after all, it was only Li Yifan who used it, not Emperor Shakti or Liu Mingliang's Tianmen Ancestor. The difference in strength naturally created the supreme prestige of the original god. And this purple gold divine dragon has existed here for millions of years, who knows how strong this guy is?

In the sea of Wu Mingzhi, a purple gold dragon the size of a thousand zhang smiled: "Hehe, boy, do you think you can still go? This seat can finally go out, this damn Hidden Dragon Pavilion, you are all dead in the dragon pavilion, I want to see who can still descend this seat!" (To be continued.) )

PS: A month, 160,000 words of updates, five or six thousand words a day, I have exceeded my historical limit, in the past, when there was no manuscript, the highest record was 4,000 words a day, and it was not common. This month can be described as crazy, too tired! But after writing, it's still pretty cool! Ask for subscriptions, ask for recommendations, ask for rewards!