After Gu Dao's words fell, the main hall was quiet for a short time, followed by the gushing angry words and similar words of the elders, almost more than a hundred lakes exploded water droplets, foaming at the mouth and spurting stars everywhere.

The Immortal Mansion Lord raised his hand, and the hall was quiet again, and he said, "That's right, the old man also agrees with you." Since you said that you are comparable to more than 10,000 disciples, then you have to fill in the contribution of more than 10,000 disciples to the Immortal Mansion. Half a month later, it will be the experience of newcomers, and the disciples will get contribution points by hunting illusions, and the contribution points of ordinary disciples require fifty points, and your contribution points will be 500,000, presumably, this is not a problem for you! If you can't make up for the loss of the Immortal Mansion, when the time comes, don't say that the old man will punish you mercilessly!"

"High!

Hearing this, many elders exclaimed in their hearts at the same time that the mansion master was clever, Jiang was still old and spicy, no matter how Gu Dao excused himself, in the end, the mansion master's skills were superior.

"I%¥#@......"

At this moment, Gu Dao's face was as black as ink, and he thought that he could skillfully resolve everyone's anger, but he didn't expect that he dug a pit and jumped into it. "500,000 contribution points! Escape here immediately after getting the Ancient Saint!"

"The old man learned from a group that the ban is invalid for you, maybe you are thinking about how to escape, Gu Dao, you better give up this idea! No one can escape from the immortal mansion, of course, if you can complete the contribution points of 10,000 people, the old man will grant you the right to enter and exit freely!"

The Immortal Mansion Lord said slowly, with a hint of pride between his eyebrows.

"I%¥#@......"

Gu Dao's mind was actually guessed by the mansion master.

All the elders had no complaints at the moment, and no one was angry with Gu Dao's words just now, let alone asking for orders to teach Gu Dao a lesson, they all laughed very treacherously, and they were all waiting to see Gu Dao's good show!

Gu Dao coughed dryly and said, "Can you ask, when will you give me the strongest ancient holy art?"

"Tomorrow, all the newcomers from the other four regions will arrive, and the comprehension of the ancient holy art will be set as the day after tomorrow, and the ten-day enlightenment time I hope you can gain something. After a pause, the mansion master said to the elders: "After the old man has set the punishment period of Gu Dao as the experience of the old man on his own initiative, can the elders have any objections?"

"Nope!"

All the elders smiled from ear to ear like chrysanthemums blooming, which made Gu Dao feel a burst of resentment in his heart, a group of old immortal things, are you so happy to see my jokes, are you so happy!

There was a faint smile in the mansion master's eyes, and he said lightly: "Since the elders have no objections, Gu Dao, you can go back and rest!"

"I was actually cheated by the old man of the mansion master......"

Gu Dao walked depressedly on the way back, indignant in his heart.

"You deserve to be cocooned!"

The rock poked his head out of Gu Dao's ears and said sarcastically.

The six hands also showed their heads, and said, "Young Master Gu Dao, that group of elders actually betrayed you, and told the mansion master about your entry and exit so quickly, so won't our plan to find the Dao pattern be in vain?"

Gu Dao said: "Didn't the mansion master say that as long as I can get 500,000 contribution points, I will be allowed to enter and leave freely? ”

"Are you so sure that you can gather 500,000 contribution points?

The illusion demon belongs to a kind of spirit beast, but the strength is extremely strong, the low-level illusion demon is comparable to the combat power of the Divine Land Secret Realm, the intermediate illusion demon is comparable to the five-fold combat power of the Divine Land Secret Realm, and the high-level illusion demon is comparable to the ninefold combat power of the Divine Land Secret Realm, and the Illusion Demon King is the combat power of the Pure Land Realm of Life. The Immortal Mansion uses illusions to train newcomers, and by the way, accumulates the illusion spirit core for the Immortal Mansion, which is the so-called contribution point, each hunting a low-level illusion demon has a little contribution, the intermediate illusion demon has five contributions, the high-level illusion has ten contributions, and the illusion king has fifty contributions, under normal circumstances, newcomers need to form a team to meet the fifty contribution points, and the difficulty of hunting can be imagined, and Gu Dao needs to gather 500,000 contributions, which means that he has to kill 500,000 low-level illusions......

Thinking about this number, Gu Dao's scalp tingled for a while, and he secretly regretted the sentence he said at the beginning, one person is comparable to more than 10,000 disciples.

Gu Dao comforted himself and said, "Perhaps, this is also a good opportunity to evolve the wasteland! Moreover, I can get a lot of divine power from the illusion demon, which can be regarded as cultivation......

At the beginning, during the assessment of Tianfu, the wasteland of Gu Dao made his cultivation advance because of the devouring of a large number of spirit beasts, and the scope of the wasteland continued to expand, and he had to terminate the use of the wasteland because of the backlash of the wasteland.

At the same time, the main hall of the Immortal Mansion.

"What do you think of this kid Gu Dao?"

After all the elders had left, the mansion master said to the king of Hades below.

"Gu Dao is very suitable for the old man's heart, heart, temperament, courage, courage, all of which are appreciated by the old man, and the most important point is...... He is fearless! As far as a newcomer is concerned, who dares to shout angrily at all the elders? Who dares to resist the lord of the mansion with his own divine power and momentum? He dare! Therefore, ......."

A rare smile cracked on King Yama's murderous face, many people thought that King Yama would not laugh, thought that he would only kill, that murderous aura that would never dissipate was frightening, but today, he kept laughing, because he found someone who matched his heart.

"You want to take him as a disciple?"

The Immortal Mansion Master saw Wang Yanwang's thoughts at a glance.

"A person who can practice killing boxing must have a fearless heart, and I haven't found anyone other than him. Not even those fifty people!"

King Wang Yan seemed to have made up his mind, and spoke very resolutely.

"Gu Dao being able to become your disciple is really a blessing that he has cultivated for eight lifetimes, I hope he can have the talent to cultivate Killing Fist!" said the Immortal Mansion Lord with a smile.

"Talent is not important, what matters is fearless heart and perseverance!" Wang Yan said, "Even the old man only exerts eighty percent of the power of the killing fist, and the real killing fist does not know that the way can be born." ”

"The price you've paid for cultivating Killing Fist has already been high. The lord of the mansion looked at King Wang Yan with a solemn face, and said, "You can be described as a rare martial idiot today, you have given up everything for the cultivation of the killing fist, even the woman you love. ”

"The path of cultivation is originally a person's loneliness, and a woman will only be a stumbling block to cultivation!"

When it comes to the woman he loves, King Wang Yan has a woman in his mind, the woman he loves deeply, but in order to practice killing boxing, he personally killed his beloved woman, in order to bear the murderous aura without any restraint and concern, and without any hindrance.

After saying this, King Yama turned and walked out.

"How many times have you practiced killing punches and swings?" the mansion master's question came.

King Wang Yan did not turn around, nor did he stop, and replied: "Three hundred years of unstoppable fists, more than ten billion times!"

After saying that, the figure of King Wang Yama disappeared.

"Three hundred years, 10 billion times...... It's really hard work!" The Immortal Mansion Lord sighed and said, "The cultivators in the world are all pursuing the supreme holy arts and divine arts, but they don't know that the killing fist is the strongest killing move for all arts, even if you know the Dao, what about the three hundred and ten billion swings of the fist, in exchange for only eighty percent of the power, who can give up everything! Cultivating the killing fist, this is a road of no return......"

It is rumored that Wang Yama enters the Tao with a killing fist, and his magic is monstrous, but in fact, Wang Yama does not know any magic skills, he can only make one move, killing punch! And it is a simple straight fist, but no one has ever been able to survive in his killing punch, just a simple straight punch is enough to destroy mountains and rivers, and change the color of heaven and earth.

"Gu Dao!"

On Gu Dao's way back to his residence, a voice suddenly stopped him, Gu Dao didn't need to look back to know who Lu Dao was, because the murderous aura of the cold had solidified the surroundings, Gu Dao slowly turned back and said, "What is the matter with the elder?"

"Do you dare to kill the old man?" asked King Wang Yan coldly.

Gu Dao was stunned for a moment, and was stunned by Wang Yanwang's question, and said, "Elder, you are still young, don't think about it yourself!"

“......”

The murderous aura on Wang Yanwang's body suddenly messed up, but soon became extremely fierce again, and said, "Answer the old man directly!"

"As long as you don't mess with me, I won't kill you, if you mess with me, I don't care who you are!"

Gu Dao said in a joking tone. Although he said that, Gu Dao was very serious, this was his nature, and no one was allowed to provoke, and the consequence of the provocation was his endless anger, and whether to kill or not depended on his mood.

"The old man is very satisfied with your answer!"

King Wang Yan nodded, his words full of approval, and then, "Do you think the strength of the fist can be stronger than the holy art?"

"Of course!"

Gu Dao's answer is very concise, but it is not the result of casual perfunctory and unthinking, at present, Gu Dao's most powerful is more than a treasure-like body, and the means of attack are fists, desolation, physical fitness, divine power, and the strength of the blessing together is enough to have two million strength, this is not the limit, and it can continue to improve, with this terrifying power, as long as it is close, no one is Gu Dao's opponent, Gu Dao naturally thinks that the fist is stronger than the holy art, but it is not absolute, because the power of thunder and lightning generated by the sea of clouds in Gu Dao is very terrifying, and the 108,000 hell knives with murderous aura are even more terrifying, but this is not as simple and pleasant as the fist, so Gu Dao felt that the fist was better than the holy arts.

"It seems that the old man did not choose the wrong person. Wang Yan was very satisfied with Gu Dao's answer, and said, "How much attack can your body withstand?

"You're trying to kill me!"

Gu Dao's face suddenly became vigilant.

"The old man won't kill you!" Wang Yan said: "The old man doesn't use murderous energy, nor does he use divine power, but only uses a hundred catties of ordinary people's strength. ”

"What is your purpose?"

Gu Dao felt that Wang Yanwang's words were very strange, so he first asked a few strange questions, and then wanted to punch him again.

"The old man wants to teach you to kill boxing!"

After Wang Yan finished saying this, his fist suddenly moved, it seemed slow but so fast that he couldn't see his fist and arm clearly, and there was not even an afterimage, how fast this was!

The next moment, Wang Yanwang's fist hit Gu Dao in the abdomen, and then, Gu Dao flew upside down and went more than 500 meters, and after landing, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out.