"Boom!"

The mysterious black book flickered, and suddenly a powerful aura rose up from the mysteries.

On the dark cover, two golden mysterious fonts suddenly appeared, countless rhymes were permeated, the world was quiet, and an invisible momentum swept Zhou Tian.

At this moment, Wang An felt that his whole body trembled, and all the secrets seemed to be at a glance at this moment, exposed between heaven and earth.

The Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower seemed to sense something, trembling slightly, exuding a powerful aura that circulated in his body, and all the discomfort disappeared suddenly.

The aura that entered Wang An's body before, after turning around in his body, strangely entered his sea of consciousness.

"Buzz!"

There was a sudden burst of heavy pressure in the divine consciousness, and a huge amount of information poured into the sea of consciousness, and the entire sea of consciousness trembled and buzzed wildly at this moment.

The black book was full of inspiration, and the two golden characters emitted golden rays, and they poured into Wang Anzhihai.

Books, people, golden balls!

The space was silent, and the spiritual light emitted by the three flickered and intertwined, hazy.

Wang An frowned, the expression on his face was hideous, and the blue tendons on his forehead were exposed, as if he had endured great pain.

As time passed, he exuded a mysterious aura, which seemed to be like the power of the Great Dao, but it was beyond the power of the Dao, and seemed to come from fate, a power that could speculate on the birth, old age, sickness and death of all things, the rise and fall of the world, honor and disgrace.

"Boom!"

Three thousand purple gas, the momentum soared, Wang An suddenly, opened his eyes, between the opening and closing of his eyes, an invisible breath rolled in, this breath seems to be able to capture the traces of fate through the long river of time.

What kind of eyes are they? The rhyme is rolling, the runes are hidden, and the golden rays are floating, which makes people tremble and fear at the sight of it.

In the vast expanse, looking up at astronomy and looking down at geography...... Ask the heavens and the earth, and know the secrets of heaven......"

Wang An stared at the black book and muttered a little excitedly.

This book turned out to be a book of life inheritance, and every monk always tried his best to spy on the heavens in pursuit of the path of immortality, in order to turn evil into good fortune in the dark.

Among them, there is a group of people who are proficient in the way of life and cultivate the way of life, although they are not good at fighting, but they know the past and the present, predict the future, and are extremely terrifying.

Bai Ze of the demon clan, the priest of the human race, and the holy woman, is the leader in the path of fate, and has a decisive influence on a group and sect.

Not everyone can cultivate the Dao of Destiny, although the power of the Dao of Perception can vaguely speculate on the traces of the fate of others, but everything is limited after all.

It is said that there is not one in ten thousand monks who have spiritual roots, and those who can cultivate the path of life are even rarer, and they are hard to find.

After Wang An was recognized by "Wentian", he was still in a state of shock.

calmed his restless mind a little, and saw that there were words in his mouth, and mysterious formulas formed in his hands.

With his spell casting, I saw that the book "Wentian" was surrounded by gold and black, exuding a palpitating atmosphere, rolling rhyme, and dazzling aura.

"Whew!"

The book moved slightly, and directly turned into a spiritual light and flew into Wang An's body, and finally spun and stayed in the dantian.

Slowly absorbing the aura in his body in the dantian, the mysterious aura was in the dantian, gradually diffusing to the surrounding body.

After a while, Wang An slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up with an excited face.

......

"Wang An, what is that?"

After seeing Wang An put away the mysterious black book, Xiao Jin leaned on his shoulder and asked curiously.

"Hehe, this book records a kind of life path inheritance, some ancient high priests of the hidden family have basically practiced this way, can divinate fate, predict good luck and evil...... Wouldn't you too?" Wang Anthief laughed and turned to Xiao Jin.

"Oh, what did I think, when I awaken more power, I promise to give you a more accurate calculation. Xiao Jin pursed his lips and shook his head and muttered to himself.

"Hehe, next time we'll compare!" Wang An smiled noncommittally.

I have always felt that the little golden god stick was a magic stick, but this time I got "Wentian" inexplicably, according to the above records, after I have achieved cultivation, I will definitely be able to pinch my fingers to know the world's affairs.

"Hmph, you keep chattering. Xiao Jin's little eyes rolled and he muttered a word.

"Boom!"

At this time, a powerful spatial fluctuation came, and a sudden change occurred.

The space surged, the aura rolled, this space was trembling, and a powerful repulsive force suddenly appeared around Wang An.

"This force... Is this going to be teleported?"

Wang An's face sank, his heart was shocked, and his whole body was surging with spiritual pressure, trying his best to resist the powerful repulsion that swept over from madness.

The aura rolled, the power of space raged, and the void emitted a whizzing sound, ripples, and the terrifying power surged.

"This power is so terrifying, I am not reconciled, and I will go and get a golden ball of light. ”

Wang An roared angrily, his face was flushed, the momentum on his body was surging wildly, and the thunder was lingering, only to see his body move, and he directly bombarded a golden light ball in front of him.

"Boom!"

The golden light was pervasive, the power of the law surged, and at this moment, the golden light was shining, and a powerful sword intent that destroyed the world and rushed straight to the nine heavens appeared in the golden ball of light.

The sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and it slashed directly at Wang An's head, and a breath of death suddenly surged into his heart.

"Whew!"

A shadowless and formless mighty sword intent rushed directly into Wang An's body.

The chill is awe-inspiring, invading the bone marrow, and death is like a shadow, haunting the heart.

A little white light turned into a sharp flying sword, invincible, and slashed at Wang An's soul.

The law collapsed, the aura dimmed, and all the defenses under the law of this sword collapsed one after another, seeing that Wang An was about to be under this sword, his soul was shattered.

"It's... Greed!"

Wang An smiled lonely in his heart, and when his soul moved, he would burn his soul and fight to the death with the sword.

"Buzz!"

The Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower, which had been sleeping on Wang An's body, suddenly shook when Wang An's life was at stake, and a chaotic aura suddenly appeared, the sword array disappeared, and the sword collapsed.

"Plop!

The scattered sword light directly damaged Wang An's soul, and he flew out directly, spitting blood from his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

"Whew!"

After being seriously injured, Wang An could no longer withstand the repulsive force in the space, and was directly swept out in the surging aura and the rolling power of the space.

When leaving, Wang An spat blood from his mouth, dazed, and used his last strength to send Xiao Jin into the Eight Desolations Earthquake Tower, and with the pain in his soul, he fainted all of a sudden.