"But you have to understand that this stone tablet is already psychic, and as a native monk, being able to reach this realm is enough to show his strength."
The old monk coughed dryly, his words full of vigilance.
"No matter who he is, I've moved this stele."
The white-robed young man's face flashed sharply, and he said solemnly.
To be able to become a representative of a family, the white-robed young man naturally cannot be a mediocre talent.
The only purpose for him to come today is to test, one is to test Guo Ming's details, and the other is to test the attitude of another old man.
They came here 500 years ago, and it was a decent thing to start with.
But as time passed, they also lost the indifferent mentality of Confucian monks and began to cause trouble.
The Xiuzhen Alliance once intervened to stop it, but it suffered heavy losses, if it wasn't for a strong person secretly deterring, I'm afraid that the monks on Earth would be wiped out by them.
And when the Rongcheng clan, which ranked third in the heavens and ten thousand worlds, drove an ancient warship and wanted to enter the earth in an invincible attitude, the old man made his first move.
A finger light popped up in the snap of his fingers, directly killing all the monks on that warship.
Then they felt an extremely terrifying coercion surging from the endless starry sky, and the rui qi flowed thousands of miles away.
At that time, they understood that the Rong Cheng clan, this terrifying immortal-level powerhouse, was furious.
They thought there would be a pinnacle fight, but for some reason the two didn't fight.
The Rong Cheng clan came quickly and retreated quickly.
They sent monks to guard the earth, but there seemed to be a terrifying force in the entire galaxy, and information from the outside world could not be transmitted at all, so they did not know what had happened in the past five hundred years.
The old man said no more, although the young man in front of him was not the young king of the clan, but he was extremely resourceful, and he wanted to become one of the masters of the clan in another way.
He was just suggesting, not prepared to interfere with the youth.
The needle drop in the field was visible, and all the students looked at the warship in the sky, their eyes full of shame.
For them, Guo Ming is their spiritual belief, and this stele is an item left by Guo Ming, which naturally cannot be moved.
One of the students finally couldn't take it anymore and shouted, "What are they going to do, are they going to take our stone monument?"
A monk on the warship looked coldly, the cold glint in his eyes made him stumble, the student raised his sword eyebrows, although his face was a little pale, but he still straightened his spine, like a heavenly sword, Yin Yin's blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and he said loudly: "If the eldest husband is dead, he is dead, and I am willing to welcome the return of my predecessors with blood." ” After saying this, without any hesitation, he took out a short sword from his bosom and stabbed it at his heart, and the blood that shot from his chest seemed to be psychic, splashing on the stone tablet as black as ink.
The old man's face turned cold, and he was about to stop it, but the young man stretched out his hand to block it, and said lightly: "What should come will come after all, there is no need to stop it."
I thought they had lost the courage to resist, and it seems that I was wrong. ” The hot blood of the heart condensed the monk's spirit, and when the blood splattered, the student's eyes went black and he fell to the ground and died.
Dozens of female students wept helplessly, and many more were filled with grief and anger.
Their cultivation time is still short, and they have not yet experienced bloody battles.
Seeing this scene, it was not good to collapse on the spot.
"I can't stop this, but I can't watch you take the stele away.
If the blood of my heart can summon the return of my predecessors, I will never be left behind.
Another young man in rich clothes strode out, and with a fearless look on his face, he walked resolutely towards the stone tablet.
"Is that Kangsheng?"
said someone in disbelief.
"The only son of the Kang Group, he has always been domineering, how can he be like this?"
"Generously go to the sad song, Kangsheng, good, I misjudged you before."
Another student walked out, and it could be seen that he was also a child of a rich family.
Who said that the children of rich families were not patriotic, thinking that when China was invaded by foreign enemies, it was not only the children of peasant families who supported the backbone of the nation, but also millet and rifles could not drive away the enemy.
It's a pity that they have paid too much, but after the founding of the country, they did not get the rights they deserved, and they did not even have dignity.
It is impossible to count how many people have been ruined by using the class struggle as the key link.
With a pop, two lines of blood burst out and splattered on the stele.
Both fell at the same time, slamming heavily to the ground.
The God of War and Dao Xuan did not stop it, because when the blood in the heart of the first person burst out, they clearly felt a strange fluctuation, and the stone tablet seemed to have undergone a trace of unknown changes.
In their hearts, Guo Ming is undefeated.
The blood of the hearts of the three of them was poured on the stone tablet, and the blood slipped down and slowly seeped into the stone tablet.
The stele was stained with blood, and whimpering sounds could be heard all around for no apparent reason.
With a bang, a huge thunderbolt fell, turning into a humanoid lightning, and the instantaneous speed surpassed everything and slammed into a warship.
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The monks on the ship didn't have time to dodge, and they all turned to ashes.
This scene shocked everyone present, and even the white-robed young man did not expect such a big change to occur.
And after this attack, the stele seemed to lose its luster and became ordinary again.
But they didn't let their guard down, and no one could have predicted whether it was preparing for its next attack.
"What the hell is going on" The white-robed young man's face was very ugly, he came strongly, and he was destroyed by a stone tablet so many clansmen, which made him feel shameless.
The lifeless old man used the Xuantong technique to investigate, and after a while, he said seriously: "This stone tablet has a prohibition, and it can only be stimulated with blood.
However, after the stimulus, the ban was also broken.
Now it doesn't have attack power. ” Only then did the white-robed young man feel at ease, floated out of the warship, stood on top of the stone stele, glanced around coldly, and said lightly: "I know you hate me, but what I want to say is not to hate me, if you want to hate yourself, if you have that kind of strength, you won't worry about me coming to snatch your stone stele." ” Many of the monks' faces turned red and their fists were clenched, and even some of the female students were clenching their teeth, their eyes full of Ling Tian's hatred.
"Guo Ming, the strongest person in the past, I want to see what realm you have reached now" As soon as the words fell, the white-robed young man stepped away with both hands, directly clamped the black stone tablet, and the powerful mana was instilled on his feet, exhaled, and suddenly mentioned.
As if it had affected the leylines of the earth, a terrible shock occurred in the entire Immortal Cultivation Academy, a large number of school buildings collapsed, with the stone tablet as the center, and terrible cracks appeared within a radius of a hundred miles.
The white-robed young man's face suddenly became difficult to look at, because he used seven layers of strength but did not succeed in pulling up the stone tablet, you must know what this is, it is just a stone tablet, that person once carved his own Dao marks on it, and his body is not the same.
But in fact, this stele is terrifying.
"Martial shirts retreat quickly."
The lifeless face also changed, and he suddenly noticed a terrifying killing force enveloping the place, and an unknown powerhouse noticed it.
As he spoke, he waved his hands and attracted the aura of heaven and earth to turn into a huge True Yuan cover to protect the sky.
But the brilliance that turns into substance can break through all things, and it can't be stopped at all.
With a pop, the white-robed young man was stained with blood and fell from the stone stele.
The old man's face was also shocked, and the warship swayed, almost shattering under the terrible force of the impact.
But even so, there are still many people who have suffered hard.
The nervous face of the god of war finally eased, and he breathed a sigh of relief gently.
"Are you betting?"
Dao Xuan finally understood the intention of the God of War and smiled bitterly.
"Is there any other way," the god of war's eyes erupted with a fierce look, "The only thing we can do is turn the tide of things."
One is the departed Guo Ming, and the other is the unknown old man.
However, that old man is too ethereal, Guo Ming has been gone for more than 1,800 years, and according to his qualifications, he is definitely the top powerhouse in the heavens and all worlds.
As long as they move that stone stele, they will definitely attract Guo Ming's attention.
Even if Guo Ming can't come now, he will return soon.
And we've been trapped for hundreds of years. ” "Who are you," the old man said in horror.
"The one who killed me, move the Dao marks I carved, and you still ask me who I am" A flat voice came, and a spatial door emerged, and out of it came a young man wearing an immortal costume.
His voice was light and light, without domineering heroism, nor the ruthlessness of freezing souls, but it made them like lightning strikes, and the warships could not withstand the pressure and exploded automatically, and the monks on them fell to the ground like dumplings in a pot.
In a moment, there was only that nine-star powerhouse left in the air.
The old man looked at Guo Ming at this time, and his eyes could only be described as ghosts.
You must know that he is a strong man who has cut a sword, but in front of this strong man who has not cut the way in front of him, he actually feels afraid and invincible.
He couldn't imagine how strong the young man in front of him was, and a single look made him feel small.
In the trip to the Nine Shades, Guo Ming's cultivation increased a lot again.
Although he didn't cut the Dao, his mana was definitely not lower than that of a strong man who had slashed the second path.
Coupled with a genius like him, cross-level battles are even more commonplace.
"You are Guo Ming.
The first king of the earth" The old man seemed to remember something and exclaimed.
"Not bad."
Guo Ming spit out these two words lightly, his gaze swept over the three corpses under the stone tablet, and his eyes instantly turned cold.
The first update arrives, to be continued
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