Du Zhu's cup popped out with a finger, and its true qi accelerated the speed of the white chess piece to an extreme in an instant. The sound of breaking the sky was still in my ears, and the chess pieces themselves had already burrowed into the body of the giant ape.

So fast, so sharp.

It was the first time that the Evil Sect had seen such a method of Du Zhubei, and he couldn't help but wonder if he had changed places with this remnant ape, he might be able to dodge this finger, but he would be embarrassed.

The chess pieces penetrated into the body, but it did not have much effect on the tyrannical thing like the remnant ape, after all, it did not hurt the vital point, but aroused the ferocity of this beast.

There was another hoarse roar, and the remnant ape seemed to be a martial arts master, his arms drawing countless arcs in the air, and he gradually locked the space around Leng Qianqiu.

On the other side, Taigong Chong had already finished pranayama, and walked slowly to the side with light steps. Taigong Chong's martial arts have actually reached the realm of the grandmaster a long time ago, but his fundamental martial arts are not exposed, but have a sense of divine obscurity.

Although the strange ape has no vision or hearing at all, it is still like an experienced martial arts master, and with its instinct, it locks Leng Qianqiu's body space, punch after punch, as if an alien star is falling, swift and fierce.

If it is judged by martial arts, every move of this monster ape can be regarded as darkness and law.

Leng Qianqiu's space for maneuvering was shrinking day by day, and his attitude towards paddling had also changed, and he began to get serious.

The two short spikes of the silver snake had been put away, and the evil sect had two palms, one left and one right, dancing with the fists of the strange ape.

If the fist enters and exhales, Leng Qianqiu will retreat to avoid its edge, and the fist will gather momentum, and Leng Qianqiu will surround his palms and damage his muscles and meridians with feminine internal force.

Leng Qianqiu's kraft candy-like movements on this side firmly attracted the attention of the strange ape, and also bought time for Du Zhubei on the other side.

The three fingers were shocking, and only one finger was taken back to the high pavilion by Du Zhucup.

In the face of such a stupid stupid thing, Du Zhubei has another way to operate.

Du stopped the cup and slowly exhaled, and a pure inner family true qi spewed out from his mouth.

If you want to take the first, if you want to use the infinite power between heaven and earth for your own use, then you must use your purest true essence as a dedication and sacrifice.

Just like the rituals of worshipping the gods and gods in ancient times, it is necessary to offer the gifts that you have carefully prepared with sincerity.

This is the starting point of the Book of Forgetfulness, this martial art is the essence of martial arts of Dao Sage Wuming, its lofty intentions, and its achievements are vast, and it is absolutely comparable to any kind of martial arts.

The Book of Forgetfulness contains sixteen Martial Dao Extreme Realms, and these sixteen Martial Dao Extreme Realms are not different in themselves, each of which can be regarded as a unique mastery.

Anyone who has practiced one of them is enough to rank among the grandmasters and become one of the strongest martial arts in the world.

And these sixteen kinds of martial arts extreme realm, Du Zhubei has all been practiced.

Some martial arts have been pioneered, and perhaps until they are lost, no later generations will practice them to the point where they can be compared with the pioneers.

Because people are different from each other, there are no two identical leaves in heaven and earth, let alone two identical people. Any martial arts will leave a very strong personal color of the founder, and it is really difficult for future generations to surpass it.

But the relationship between the Book of Forgetfulness and Du Zhubei is not like this.

Although this martial art was created by the Dao Sage in order to verify his own path, Du Zhubei is far more suitable for such a martial art than Wu Ming.

Forget the love of the heavenly book, take the Taishang forgetfulness, the heart of heaven is the meaning of my heart.

The kindest attitude towards emotions in the world is to forget them. The so-called, born but not had, for the sake of not ashamed, long but not slaughtered.

And because of forgetfulness, he can resonate with the ruthless heaven and earth, and use the majestic power of the world for his own use while keeping his feelings.

Therefore, Wu Ming has always been the strongest among the three saints, and this is because when fighting, the upper limit of his contribution is much higher than that of any other person.

Shi Sheng is not as good as him, so now he is like a ghost in hanging boots.

The Confucian saint is not as good as him, so now he looks like a wild fox.

But there is a difficulty in this road. Forget your feelings, and you are only one step away from being ruthless.

The Dao Sage is trapped by this, and his personality is gradually assimilated by the ruthless heaven and earth, and once he loses himself, what is the meaning of being immortal?

Du Shu Cup is an attempt by the Dao Sage to seek the path of liberation, because Du Shu Cup is a very special person.

He is affectionate and sexual.

Du stop cup is like a burning candle in the cold night, no matter how deep the night is, he is still the same.

This person has always been himself, his feelings and his personality have always been lit up, no matter how ruthless Tianxin is, and how many times he has entered the heart of forgetfulness, Du Stop Cup has always been able to find himself and be the pure Du Stop Cup.

This is something that the Dao Sanctuary can't do, and it's something that almost no one can do.

For Wu Ming, Du Zhu Cup is a good object to observe, and Wu Ming gradually explored some skills to resist the erosion of Tianxin through the observation of Du Zhu Cup.

But that's another story.

The breath of pure true qi exhaled by Du Zhubei was a signal, and as this breath of true qi diffused in the darkness, the temperature of this underground courtyard increased a little bit.

The instincts of wild beasts have always been sharper than those of humans.

When Leng Qianqiu was still there in front of the kraft candy, and Taigong was paddling on the side of the handle of the knife, the disabled violent ape had already turned his head and looked at Du Zhubei with his metal-sealed face.

It knew that the man was exuding a rather lethal power.

Burning the River.

The Burning River of the Sixteen Martial Dao Extreme Realms of the Heavenly Book of Forgetting Love is a power that is enough to burn the Great River and cut it off.

A haze of smoke scattered around Du Zhi's cup, emitting a charming red color, like amber floating in the air, extremely beautiful and extremely dangerous.

This is the true qi of the burning sun that has been condensed to the end.

The end of the people, the extreme of the sky.

Du stopped his cup with a stroke of his hands, the smoke was fluttering, and another force was echoing him.

This is the power between heaven and earth, the pure true yuan originally spit out by Du Zhubei was scattered between heaven and earth, but under his operation with the "Heavenly Heart", these almost disappeared true elements became his grasp and introduction to invoke the great power of heaven and earth.

Solid.

The powerful force controlled the remnant ape, and he couldn't even move a single hair up and down his body.

Every muscle shake, every attempt, is counterbalanced by a force that is the same but in the opposite direction, no more, no less, impartial, but the remnant ape does not even have the slightest possibility of movement.

The smoke is condensing, and the sunshine true yuan, which has been condensed to the extreme, slowly flutters between Du Zhu's hands.

Open.

In the next moment, this Burning River True Yuan was waved out in Du Zhu's cup, and the temperature in the entire court room also soared to an extremely high level.

Taigong Chong and Leng Qianqiu's mouths were dry, like hungry and thirsty travelers in the desert. With their cultivation, even if they went to the desert, they might not behave like this, but at this moment, their hearts were already enveloped by the extreme intent of the burning river of Du Zhucup.

Heaven and earth are burning, it seems that Zhu Rong is angry, such as Wu Hui is strong, Taigong Chong and Leng Qianqiu's thoughts are burning, and under the extreme intention of burning the river, even thinking has become a difficult thing. Because the terrifying power that burns everything, destroys everything, really burns the unformed thoughts in your head.

The smoke rolled forward, and the remnant ape's body cracked under the attack of the scorching sun.

A huge wound stretched across his shoulder and spread to its lower abdomen, and the fierce and scorching true qi not only tore a huge wound in the creature's flesh, but the harsh heat poison continued to seep in, tormenting the deeper internal organs.

The sides of the ape's wounds were scorched, revealing more of its inner body, where there were broken muscles and metal barbs that somehow hid beneath the skin, as if the creature also had terrifying chains buried inside its body.

The thud of the Du Stop Cup shattered the creature completely, and he fell to the ground with a heavy blow, apparently the vitality contained in it had been cut off.

Du Zhubei, who had successfully killed the monster, did not make any further movements, he looked at his hand for a moment, and then raised his head.

The light from the huge crystal in the center of the vault of the chamber brightened unconsciously.

The three of them were also able to see the shape of the entire underground palace.

The walls here are also full of strange pictures as the outside, and the pictures are also the scenes of the ancient people's life and hunting, but the pictures are more grandiose, and many depictions of sacrifices and sacrifices have been added.

In the center is a huge pond, which is full of black lotus-like aquatic plants, the whole body is as black as coal, each lotus leaf is one meter and nearly two meters wide, and the large and small lotus leaves cover the entire pool.

Instead of water, a yellowish, oily liquid was flowing from the pool, and a corpse was soaked in it, and the barbed black roots of the lotus-like plant had been inserted into the corpse.

It looks very weird.

Taigong Chong quickly ran to the center of the pool, handed the long knife in his right hand, and turned the body over with a skillful force.

The corpse had been soaked in the pool water, but it didn't smell of decay.

Du Zhibei frowned, the young man in front of him was obviously not the same person as the Dao Saint who passed on his martial arts skills back then.

In the pool, the roots of the black lotus flower moved slowly, constantly inserting into the swollen corpse, although slowly, but it looked chilling all over.

"Just dead?" Taigong shook his undead right hand, and lightning flashed, cutting the corpse into three or four pieces, only to see the roots of the demon lotus inserted more excitedly.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. Leng Qianqiu warned him.

There were two more huge black shadows on the floor of the courtroom, and it turned out that there were two more giant apes on the pillar, and their size was similar to the one that Du Zhibei had killed, and their eyes, nose and ears were also sealed with heavy metal layers.

"Let's go, let's get out of the way. Du Zhubei glanced thoughtfully at the huge crystal on top, and the first one ran towards the path where they came.