"Why?" the Demon Ape Divine Venerable chewed on the meaning of this sentence repeatedly, and concluded:

I don't know!

Not only didn't the two great gods know, but Wu Potian didn't know at all, he thought that the Heavenly Tribulation was like this, but he still vaguely understood, because, his Heavenly Tribulation was more powerful than other people's Heavenly Tribulations every time, but he didn't understand how powerful it was.

But he doesn't understand, it doesn't mean that others don't understand, but the two martial arts masters of the Demon Ape Divine Venerable and the Old Maniac understand very well, not only did the two of them live tens of thousands of years longer than Wu Potian, but their cultivation was also three whole realms higher than him, so the knowledge of the two of them was naturally very extraordinary.

However, even if Wu Potian knew that it was the Heavenly Dao who was playing ghosts, he would not take it to heart, because, since the Heavenly Tribulation came, he had to find a way to get through it, and he couldn't hide if he wanted to.

Even if the robber hides under the water, deep underground, or in the Heaven Deception Formation, it is not possible, because the Heavenly Tribulation will recognize people, as long as you come out, the Heavenly Dao will be able to sense you immediately, so the only way is to break through.

No martial arts cultivator will hide for the rest of his life because he is afraid of the catastrophe, if there is this kind of martial cultivation, then this person does not need to practice, it can be asserted that this person's skill will be sluggish from now on, as long as he does not survive his own tribulation, never think about half an inch again.

Therefore, as a martial artist, you must go forward bravely to face all difficulties, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, just one word: "Chuang!"

This is not recklessness, but to have a strong heart, to have the belief that we will win and strong self-confidence in any difficulties and dangers faced in the world. High-level martial arts cultivation is the heart of the strong. The low-end martial arts cultivator is a brute force. Yes, cultivating martial arts means cultivating the mind, and that's how it came about.

Only by constantly striving for self-improvement and never giving up can we have the demeanor of a strong man!

Wu Potian, who was about to be crushed down, was not afraid, but he was very angry, that Bird Temple was so funny as soon as it came out. Isn't this a slut?

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and stood up fiercely, and when he stood up, all the air pressure in the space seemed to be pressing on his body alone, but he was not discouraged, but used all the strength of his body, mobilized all the spiritual power in his body together, and resisted the double oppression of this coercion with all his strength.

This silent and fierce struggle between the two sides seems to be silent. But the undercurrent was turbulent and frenzied, stirring up the air around him into a huge wave like an ocean......

The waves of the air were surging like a tidal wave. There were strange ripples in circles, refracting his figure into countless frames of distorted half-body strange human shapes, at this moment his face was hideous, his eyes were blood-red, and the murderous light in his blood-red eyes loomed, and the momentum was like a peerless fierce god, commanding the world, arrogant, domineering and boundless......

The two god-level masters who saw the underground couldn't help but praise in their mouths: "What a strong pressure, such a stubborn man, girl, I like it!"

"Hey, hey, hey...... If it weren't for such a man, how could he be worthy of being the second-generation hall master of my Evil God Temple? It seems that the first-generation hall master, Lord Evil Dingtian, is really unique-minded, and he has not seen an adult for more than 10,000 years, so he really misses him!"

He felt that for so many years, the Demon Ape Divine Venerable was the cutest today, since this girl made a bird elder's house, the old madman had never given him a good face, but today, the two of them said the same thing from their mouths more than once, so the old madman would have such feelings.

It seems that because the two of them are unanimously optimistic about Wu Potian, the separation of the heart between them has quietly melted away......

Of course, the Demon Ape Divine Venerable also felt this way, so the two of them inadvertently glanced at each other, it seemed that this made them feel very comfortable, and they also felt warm and refreshing in their hearts!

Think about it, it is also an evil temple of Nuoda, only the two of them are masters of the martial arts level, naturally it is easy to have common topics, and their knowledge is also superhuman, those martial kings, martial monarchs, martial emperors, and martial emperor-level masters, any one of them in other places is a great talent and a strong talent, but in the eyes of the two of them, they are no different from little ants, and they can pinch whoever they want to kill.

With the same level and extraordinary knowledge, the two naturally aspire to become friends, as long as the knot between the two is untied, this day will not be too far away.

As soon as the domineering and boundless Wu Potian stood in the air, he very unceremoniously gestured to the huge dark temple that appeared in the sky, and he snorted angrily: "Hmph, what is the great thing about a bird breaking the house?

However, the huge temple did not show weakness, but the air currents around it were rapidly stirring and spinning, purple, golden, silver, white, and black lightning constantly loomed around it, and the dense black clouds conjured up pitch-black devils dancing incomparably around the temple......

Perhaps, this dance is the dance of death for Wu Potian!

Although on the surface, Wu Potian despised this Bird Temple very much, but in his heart, he never relaxed his vigilance, because, until now, this Bird Temple has appeared almost since he first survived the tribulation, but he has been forbearance until now before it appears, there must be an ulterior danger in it, but what kind of danger is it? Wu Potian exhausted his eyes and mind, but he didn't understand it at all.

With his boundless power of the Soul Spirit, he had probed several times, but this Bird Temple was like an anti-surveillance device, blocking his Soul Power outside, so that he did not find out the slightest inside story.

What does this mean? It shows that this bird temple is very mysterious and mysterious, and that such a magical creature has not appeared until now, isn't it fun?

Mysterious, tough, mysterious, majestic!

These four words slowly appeared in Wu Potian's heart, and the feeling that this Bird Temple gave him now was a comprehensive expression of these four words.

At the critical moment of the tribulation, such a mysterious and intimidating bird house appeared, Wu Potian did not complain, nor did he complain. Instead, he gave him a middle finger to face each other. He stared at it with a pair of blood-red eyes without blinking. It is always on the utmost precautions.

Finally, the powerful coercion and powerful vitality movement slowly stopped, and then the mysterious bird house suddenly blurred, driving the entire space to shake suddenly for a hundred miles or so, and nine human-like phantoms appeared from the bird house.

In Wu Potian's eyes, he stared at the bird house deadly, and his heart tightened, the nine phantoms were indeed like people. But they are not people, they are a kind of aggregate of vitality, synonymous with killing gods, and they are condensed by the souls of the undead who have outstanding achievements among the masters of refining the body in the ancient period.

They inherited the powerful body refining magic and the terrifying attack power that made people panic during their lifetime, it was the Heavenly Dao that gave them strong combat power, and they specifically used their outstanding achievements to test or test the people who should be robbed, and now they have no human spirituality and feelings, but they have human souls and strength, and they are not afraid of death, which is more difficult than any master. Extremely difficult to deal with.

It's miserable, it's really miserable now. With such a group of masters, it is not easy to break up their bodies and survive this catastrophe!

Not only Wu Potian thought so, but the two martial venerable masters on the ground also thought the same way, this kind of calamity was the worst, they were martial venerable masters, and they had never survived this kind of calamity.

Just when Wu Potian was thinking in his heart, as soon as the Nine Phantoms appeared, the powerful coercion and unparalleled Xuan Soul fluctuations directly locked on him, and the power of the Nine Powerful Xuan Souls locked on Wu Potian, who was only half of the Martial Monarch level realm, which really made him a little unbearable, at this moment, he was like being stared at by countless cold and vicious demons, which made his back chill for a while, and his heart was cold, this was not afraid, but there was this weird feeling.

But what Wu Potian didn't understand was why they appeared in my Heavenly Tribulation, wasn't it just refining into a "Dao Demon Buddha Mixed Yuan Divine Body"?

Could it be that this is the real Dao Demon Buddha Mixed Yuan Divine Body Refining Tribulation?

He couldn't figure it out, the nine phantoms didn't give him time to figure it out at all, as soon as the nine of them locked on the body of the person who had survived the tribulation, they began to go all out, shamelessly fighting one with nine, and half a point was not embarrassed.

", this is all right? His grandmother is more shameless than me?!Fighting against the nine great body refining masters with the strength of one person, and the realm is so low that there is no boundary, how can this battle be fought?" But before Wu Potian could finish his surprise, a large fist shadow hit him in the chest......

Fast, fierce, ruthless, absolute, as fast as the wind, like thunder, is the most prominent feature of this punch, there is no fancy, it is a straight punch, but let the master of the skill and realm as strong as Wu Potian have nowhere to hide.

Rumble...... Click...... Click......

Just as soon as he made contact, Wu Potian's sternum made a shattering clicking sound, and the energy brought by that punch caused the airflow of the space to rub and make an extremely sharp explosion, which was deafening and terrifying.

As soon as the punch touched his body, Wu Potian took advantage of the momentum and immediately flew back a distance of thousands of meters, but with such a quick reaction, his sternum was still cracked by a punch, and the cracked sternum was in pain!

was suddenly hit hard by a giant fist, and a mouthful of golden blood spurted out of Wu Potian's mouth with an inexplicable fishy taste.

The power of one punch made him suffer a lot of internal and external injuries, but this is the power of one person, and there are eight masters behind him? !

The distance of a thousand meters is too close for the master, and eight of the nine figures arrived at Wu Potian's side with just one step forward, and before he could take a breath and breathe, eight huge fist shadows covered the sky above his head, and the sky seemed to be missing at this moment......

The speed can't keep up, the five senses are all wasted, at this moment, in Wu Potian's eyes, in the Xuan Soul, on the head, there are only eight huge fists, and his ears are full of the sound of the wind brought by the eight fists, as if the next moment, he will die under these eight huge fists, and explode into powder.

The master is the master, one punch is the first, the eight punches are like a shadow, taking advantage of your illness to kill you, the cooperation is so wonderful that the slightest bit is in the slightest, in addition to death, in addition to being directly beaten into meat foam, what else can there be?

Although he was already in extreme passivity, Wu Potian did not panic, it is true that there was a gap between him and these nine phantoms, but it was not so far as to be powerless to fight back, and he was almost killed by one punch. That's!

Now he has not found the right way to fight it. No one gave him time to find a way to fight it. This is not a competition, there are no rules, only life and death, this battle between him and the Nine Phantoms is destined to be a battle of life and death with horror and ghost-crying, and of course, it is also a decisive battle of life and death.

Fast thousandths of a second to live, slow to die in a thousandth of a second. When the difference between life and death is condensed to the point that every second is measured in thousandths, that tense situation, that kind of super-first-class speed, is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, it is almost supersonic fast action and combat.

At this moment when he was about to die in a thousandth of a second, Wu Potian shouted violently, "Bah!" This sound was naturally emitted at the moment of life and death with all his Xuan Soul power and the spiritual power in his body, directly using the heart seal technique of the martial arts method, and using the spiritual attack method in the Xuantian Quenching Soul Technique. Imprinted into the depths of the souls of the eight phantoms, there were countless spiritual bombs in the sound that exploded wildly directly in their souls......

Mommy's. It's too passive, this battle is definitely not fought like this!

Wu Potian roared in his heart, and with a huge roar from him, eight fists the size of one zhang immediately hovered in the space above his head, as if he was afraid of this roar, but he didn't cover it, just at this once-in-a-lifetime moment of life and death, how could Wu Potian let it go?

He punched, punched hard!

The fist shook the sky like a fierce tiger, and the dragon made trouble in the sea, the momentum was strong and heavy, and the speed was like lightning, and he shouted in his mouth:

Tiger Collapse Wave Fist, out!

The violent ape shakes the legs of the gods and annihilates!

The dragon eagle stepped on the sky and crushed!

The mad tiger tears the sky and cracks me!

Boom ...... Boom ...... Boom ...... Boom ......

Four moves in a row, as fast as lightning and thunder, without any gap in the middle, in one go, eight sounds like muffled drums, like a squib, exploded the space, from the extreme pressure, exploded.

The Eight Dao figures were suddenly blown away by the sharp air flow like arrows, and Wu Potian, who was like a madman, saw the Eight Dao figures flying back, and his people were like arrows off the string, and the figure came to the side of the ninth figure in a blur, and suddenly shouted:

"Demon Tiger Soul Refining!"

As soon as the words came out, the air flow in the sky surged sharply, flooding with strange and very mysterious ripples, and as soon as the air shook, a pitch-black demon tiger suddenly appeared from the side of the figure, a pitch-black demon tiger nearly twenty zhang long, looked up to the sky in the ear of the figure and roared, and a large cloud of pitch-black demon gang erupted from his mouth and covered the figure that was still stunned, and then Wu Potian's right hand one-handed seal turned quickly like a windmill, and rubbed and beat a few handfuls.

Only then did his left hand fill up with True Yuan, and a cold air current slammed towards the eight phantoms that flew out.

And the ninth phantom was in the dark magic of the Demon Tiger's soul refining, like a drunken drunk, standing unsteadily, leaning forward and backward, dizzy, so embarrassed, that he had completely lost the demeanor of a generation of masters.

Then the right hand slapped quickly at the pitch-black demon gang, and a loud "bang" sound came out immediately, and the phantom was very obedient and was slapped by a palm and flew nearly 10,000 meters away, and the pitch-black demon tiger followed like a shadow, followed by the ninth figure waiting for an opportunity to devour the strange guy in one bite.

And the free right hand suddenly emitted a strange blue spark, which fused strangely with the cold qi that had just come out, and transformed into eight huge palms according to Wu Potian's intentions, these eight palms were sparkling and cold to the bone, and countless weird runes flashed in the palms, constantly rotating to generate huge whirlpools, very cold and weird.

As soon as the palms of the eight giant spirits were formed, they fiercely headed towards the eight phantom covers that had just flown out tens of thousands of meters away, castrating like thunder and lightning, and the palms were locked with the Soul Divine Sense, making the eight sound shadows impossible to dodge.

Mommy's, come and don't be rude, dare to break Lao Tzu's sternum with a punch, and the old man will burn you to powder:

"Hmph, give me death!"

But did the eight phantoms die so obediently? I'm afraid he thought too simply, right?

The answer, of course, is no, and the truth is obviously crooked!

The eight figures locked by the divine sense felt the breath of the Xuan Soul lock, and a large ball of golden light just came out of their bodies and shone slightly, completely lifting the eight divine sense locks, making Wu Potian's face suddenly turn white, and a mouthful of reverse blood almost came out of his mouth.

"Damn, so dragged?"

That cloud of golden light could also break the lock of divine consciousness, what the hell was that? Wu Potian was greatly surprised when he saw their movements.

However, although he escaped the lock of divine consciousness, but there is also Wu Potian, a big living person, who is personally controlled on the side, it is not easy to avoid the capture of the eight huge palm shadows, that palm is the most elaborate masterpiece of Wu Potian since his debut, with the claw of the sky splitting as the bottom, combining the power of yin and yang The dual effects of ice and fire, although the power is not particularly pure and huge, but it can be regarded as Wu Potian's extremely powerful killer trick.

If you want to dodge it so easily, there is no door!

Sure enough, as Wu Potian expected, although the eight phantoms tried their best to avoid the extremely weird, full of evil and dangerous palms, but under the control of Wu Potian's hands, they still did not succeed, and in the end, the eight phantoms had to be very helpless to take this strange and extremely strange palm print.

They couldn't figure it out, this was clearly a palm print made by the palm of the person who should be robbed, but why it was like a bird's claw, and it was so cold, and it seemed to be very hot, so dangerous that people were full of despair?

Just when the eight phantoms used all their strength to disperse their respective palms, suddenly, the eight palm shadows disappeared in a flash, and even the traces could not be seen, and they couldn't feel it.

The sudden disappearance of the eight palms was extremely strange, turning into elbows and armpits, if this kind of strange and mysterious thing was encountered by a martial artist with a physical body, he might react a little faster, but the eight masters in the Heavenly Tribulation did not have a physical body, they were undead who had been dead for countless years, and their reaction was a little slower.

But it was just such a trace that allowed Wu Potian to capture an extremely advantageous fighter, and it allowed him to gain a strange and unexpectedly lucky victory!

Seeing such a strange thing happen suddenly, the Eight Great Phantoms were immediately at a loss, and the whole body strength that had just been carried out was involuntarily lost in the hesitation, and at this moment, the palms of the Eight Great Spirits suddenly appeared on the side of their bodies with even more strange ice and scorching heat than just now, and suddenly hit their heads and faces.

The speed of that moment was really fast to the extreme, maybe almost reaching the speed of light.

Unfortunately, the combination of strong and weird palm techniques and unpredictable skills, the peerless body refining masters of the Eight Yuan Ancient Periods were finally played by the extremely experienced Wu Potian, and they were all hit.

Originally, with their abilities, even if they were hit by this weird palm print, they would only consume a small half of their Xuan Soul power, and they would definitely not resist this palm power at the cost of dissipating the Xuan Soul and dying their souls, but their opponent was Wu Potian, this guy was too despicable:

When the eight masters were about to catch that palm, that palm suddenly disappeared, and just as they were letting out a sigh, that palm suddenly appeared beside them and hit their phantom body......

This is the real fatal palm, the palm of the end, this palm that is finally practiced with the power of yin and yang, is not so easy to follow, and moreover, it is still a sneak attack.

At the same moment when the eight people were slapped, Wu Potian's sea of consciousness heard eight huge roars of incomparably angry: "Despicable and shameless villain!"

"Ya, shameless, Mommy's, who is more shameless, hum!" After hearing these four words, Wu Potian's face immediately flashed a grim smile: "Damn, Lao Tzu hasn't scolded you for being shameless, hum!" (To be continued.) )