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At the top of Fuyun Mountain, the scene at this moment was extremely weird.
For such a major life and death battle, more than a dozen martial arts masters gathered together, but no one took the initiative to speak. It was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
Even the arrival of Henry Zhang failed to cause any waves. Everyone seemed to be waiting for the real protagonist to appear.
Henry Zhang suddenly grinned inexplicably.
Yu Xin frowned, and finally couldn't help but break the silence, and asked the old man on the right in a low voice: "Senior Wu, what is he laughing at?"
The white-haired old man whom Yu Xin calls his senior is none other than Wu Qiyong, the mainstay of the Yinzhou Guild Hall of the Chinese Martial Arts League and a mid-term innate master.
Wu Qiyong chuckled: "This boy is indeed in a good state of mind, and his cultivation talent is also extremely vulgar. It's a pity"
Yu Xin subconsciously asked: "If this person joins the Martial Alliance, will Senior Living Hell King be lenient?"
Wu Qiyong shook his head and said: "Then you underestimate the words "Living King of Hell". Three of his disciples died in the hands of Xiao Yang. How can I mediate such a blood feud? If Xiao Yang is really a martial arts alliance I'm afraid I will expel him as soon as possible to avoid getting burned."
Yu Xin said in surprise: "Is the Living King of Hell really so scary?"
Wu Qiyong sighed: "I have entered the innate stage twenty years ago, and my cultivation talent is considered rare in the world, but now I am still stuck at this bottleneck and cannot break through, and the Living King of Hell was innate fifteen years ago The peak level shows how high his martial arts talent is. In front of him, I doubt that I can survive ten rounds."
Yu Xin was horrified.
In his eyes, Senior Wu is like a towering mountain that is too high to reach, but Senior Wu said that he could not survive even ten rounds under the Living King of Hell. It is really hard to imagine what kind of martial arts realm that is.
From this point of view, Xiao Yang's trip has been died in ten, and there is no possibility of turning over.
Even escaping is a wishful thinking.
"coming¡¡"
Wu Qiyong suddenly looked solemn, and his aura began to shrink.
The other members of the Martial Alliance also followed suit and absorbed the true energy into their bodies.
" Showing one's level in front of an innate peak powerhouse is tantamount to an extremely rude and provocative act. Even if one is slapped to death, there is no place for justice.
This is the cruelty of martial arts.
The strong are respected, and all the ants in the world are ants.
Henry Zhang turned back almost at the same time and cast his gaze down the mountain.
A figure is slowly climbing the mountain.
He did not deliberately release any powerful aura, but with every step he took, the entire land seemed to be shaking.
A bamboo hat covered this person's face.
Henry Zhang¡¯s face showed unprecedented solemnity.
He seemed to see a towering mountain walking on another high mountain.
Wu Qiyong's pupils shrank sharply, and he murmured to himself: "He is stronger than before. I'm afraid there is only one opportunity left to take that step."
Yu Xin looked puzzled and asked: "What is that step?"
Wu Qiyong glanced at him lightly and uttered two words: "Transform from the ordinary."
These two words seemed to have some kind of magical power. Yu Xin's face showed an unprecedented pallor, and his body trembled slightly. This was the result of the intertwining of various complex emotions such as fanaticism, fear, and reverence.
The peak of Xiantian is not the end of martial arts.
As an outstanding genius of the Martial Alliance, Yu Xin has heard this sentence more than once, but has never known the specific truth.
Until this moment.
The realm of metamorphosis
As the name suggests, you shed your ordinary body and reach the sky in one step.
Just the name of this realm makes people excited and makes it difficult to control themselves.
Yu Xin took several deep breaths in succession before finally calming down his emotions and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Wu, have you ever seen such a senior master?"
Wu Qiyong laughed at himself and asked: "When you are walking, do you say hello to the ants on the roadside?"
Yu Xin was silent.
At this time, the tall figure had reached the top of the mountain, slightly raising his chin, revealing his entire face.
It was a face with no distinguishable facial features, and eyes that were indifferent and emotionless, just like those stone statues in temples, sitting on a high platform overlooking all living beings in the world.
"Hello, senior!"
Under the leadership of Wu Qiyong, ten warriorsThe members of the alliance lowered their heads together and saluted with clasped fists.
The King of Hell did not say hello to anyone, but looked directly at Henry Zhang, and unexpectedly nodded: "Yes, he is a man of great talent! The death of the three of them at your hands is not unjust."
I can¡¯t accept your words.
Henry Zhang silently cursed in his heart.
I thought that when the two met, it would be a brutal fight, but I didn¡¯t expect that the Living King of Hell would praise his talent in cultivation.
The Living King of Hell said calmly: "I have been in seclusion all year round and have little control over my disciples. Since I have chosen the path of the world, being beaten to death or beating others to death is a matter of life and death, so I will not interfere. "
The more Henry Zhang listened, the more confused he became.
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But there is no such good thing in the world.
Sure enough, the Living King of Hell suddenly changed his tone, and his whole body momentum suddenly exploded. The moment the terrifying energy burst out of his body, even the air around him became slightly distorted.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Living King of Hell is like standing in a funny mirror, with his body shape and appearance showing a weird and extremely uncoordinated proportion.
It even looks a little funny.
But no one at the scene dared to smile at all.
Because everyone knows that once this big man is truly angry, he will be ruthless and merciless, and is more terrifying than any innate peak powerhouse.
Otherwise, the nickname of "Living King" will not be made on the rivers and lakes.
"The worst thing you have done in your life is to ruin my career. If I don't get back this revenge a thousand times from you, how can I feel at ease?"
With each word spoken, the Living King of Hell¡¯s momentum increased by one point.
After the entire sentence was finished, the entire Fuyun Mountain Peak was enveloped in true energy, like an invisible cauldron falling from the sky and landing upside down on the mountain top.
Henry Zhang knew it well.
What the Living Hell King said about destroying his avenue was the mysterious ancient scroll passed down by the He family in Aogang. The Living Hell King, through his eldest disciple, Taoist Priest Qingxu, had worked hard to lay it out for many years, and injected a wisp of mysterious cold air into He Xiaoru's body. When he thought about the result, he accidentally sucked it all away.
It turns out that there is indeed an astonishing secret involving the realm of metamorphosis hidden in that painting
Of course, Henry Zhang did not regret his actions that day at all.
¡°If the Living King of Hell really gets the ancient scroll, comprehends its secrets and ascends to the realm of mortal transformation, I don¡¯t know how much bloodshed will be unleashed in this world.
By that time, if the Living King of Hell comes to seek revenge on him, he may not even have room to resist, and he will be crushed into pulp by the other party with just one finger.
Withstanding the pressure of the infuriating energy, Henry Zhang smiled lightly and said: "I am very pleased to hear what the senior said." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com