Immortal Martial God Chapter 525: Martial arts beginners
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The 525th chapter of the original intention of martial arts
In Xiang Nan's eyes, there was a trace of clarity, fighting against the black energy.
"Quickly quench the sun!" Mengdie screamed.
Xiang Nan shivered in a daze: "What?"
"I will let you quench the sun! Hurry up!" Mengdie shouted: "Think about me, think about your master Xu Caiyue, think about you and your family!"
"Huh?" Xiang Nanru was struck by lightning, he hurriedly raised his right hand and shouted: "The sun is magical!"
A violent sunlight blasted down. This time, the sunlight actually smashed Xiang Nan on the head of the dragon.
Xiang Nan let out a scream, and most of the black energy in his body was instantly evaporated.
Xiang Nan's eyes gleamed, he hurriedly got up and sat cross-legged, and began to run the Nine Purity Qiankun Gong quickly.
Slowly, his consciousness became more and more sober, and the Qingming in his eyes began to gain the upper hand.
At this moment, the sword of the dead suddenly trembled, and a sword soul suddenly rushed into Xiang Nan's eyebrows, to forcibly capture Xiang Nan!
And in Xiang Nan's body, that god-level thunder vein talent was suddenly touched.
Boom!
The talent of the gods, directly crushes the soul of the sword of the dead to the "ground."
The soul of the sword was so scared that it was so scared that even the ants weren't even considered to be an ant in the face of the divine talent.
For the first time in his life, the sword of the dead felt the fear of being crushed. It had never seen this rare talent in the ages.
Xiang Nan frowned and said: "Get out."
The sword soul immediately fled Yaoyao and returned to the blade of the sword of the dead.
"Huh..." Xiang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, finally fully awake.
Mengdie was so scared that he patted his chest continuously: "It's a risk, a risk."
Xiang Nan looked at Mengdie apologetically, and said: "I'm sorry, I was too proud of myself, and I was almost dominated by the sword of the dead."
"Thank you for your resourcefulness, you tricked me into using the Nine Cleansing Techniques, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
Mengdie hurriedly grabbed Xiang Nan's wrist: "Although this sword of the dead is powerful, it is willing to be used by you, but your realm is really not enough. The use of mysterious weapons by the return to Yuan realm is a bit too much." /
"Well, I know." Xiang Nan looked at the black sword in his hand, and said: "It actually wanted to dominate me just now, do you want to destroy it?"
The sword of the dead began to tremble in fear.
But Xiang Nan shook his head again. He found that he couldn't do this. He didn't have the ability to destroy a mysterious soldier, and to be honest, he was somewhat reluctant.
"Take it with you." Mengdie said: "As long as you don't overuse it like today, it's fine. If you use it for a while, it shouldn't be a big problem."
"Yeah." Xiang Nan nodded.
This time I really used it too much. So many monsters were resurrected at once. The harder I used it, the more I was dominated.
Xiang Nan directly stuffed the sword of the dead into Najie. At this time, all the skeleton monsters disbanded, and the two of them also fell from the air.
Xiang Nan put away the bone meal of two dragons and said: "I almost forgot the little bird, so I quickly go back and find it."
The two hurried back to the eighth floor.
Slap!
The little bird stood on Xiang Nan's shoulder, slapped Xiang Nan's face with the tip of his wing, and angrily pointed at himself with the tip of his wing, and pointed at the sky.
The meaning is like saying, the deity went to find the pages for you, but you left the deity here! You are shameless to slap you.
Xiang Nan smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry Xiao Que, there won't be another time, I promise."
The little bird narrowed one eye, flashed a sinister cold light, then turned his head and jumped directly on Mengdie's shoulder.
Mengdie smiled and put the little bird in her arms, gently comforting.
"This little guy hates me, forget it, let's go to the ninth floor."
That Dong Wushang didn't know where he had escaped, let alone whether he would get it back.
Xiang Nan didn't want to delay here for too long, so he picked up Mengdie and ran all the way to the entrance of the space-time passageway and entered the ninth floor of the Mohai.
As soon as he entered the ninth layer of space-time zone, Xiang Nan felt his body sank suddenly, and the dragon blood knife sank into the ground with a whistling sound, leaving only the hilt of the knife exposed outside.
However, Xiang Nan lost his vitality and was taken by the Dragon Blood Sword to sit on the ground.
"What's wrong?" Mengdie was startled: "Why did you fall down all at once?"
"My strength is gone." Xiang Nan clenched his fists curiously, and found that he was weak, no different from an ordinary person.
"Ah? Why is this, is it a side effect of the sword of the dead?" Mengdie asked hurriedly.
Xiang Nan shook his head: "No, it's the problem at this level. Look, there is a high tower in front of you! There is a stone monument here. Look at the stone monument first."
There are four big characters written on the stone tablet: the beginning of martial arts.
The two looked at the tall tower again and found that the tower has twelve floors, and a space-time passage is suspended above the spire.
"It seems that if you want to enter the next level, you have to push the tower. I don't know what the rules of this level are. Let's go and have a look." Xiang Nan was surprised, he subconsciously wanted to go back to the dream butterfly.
Mengdie smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "You are just ordinary people like me, no need to carry it, I will go by myself."
Xiang Nan was helpless. He tried to pick up the dragon blood knife, but the dragon blood knife was so heavy. He pulled it out several times, but the blade still didn't move.
"I can't even hold the weapon." Xiang Nan sighed, and could only hold the hilt with Na Jie, and directly **** the Dragon Blood Knife into Na Jie.
This area is beautiful, with blue sky and white clouds.
Passing through the first few suppressed time and space zones, the two of them feel very dull. When they come to this floor, they feel a lot more open.
The two walked curiously all the way, while talking about the situation here, they came to the tower without knowing it.
On the first floor of the twelve-story tower, there is a main entrance to the tower, and a huge plaque is hung on the tower, with a big "wu" written in gold on it.
Xiang Nan and Mengdie looked at each other, and they stepped into the tower.
The tower is not high, and each floor is only ten meters in size, but it occupies a large area. The space inside the tower has a diameter of about one kilometer, which is extremely wide.
In the tower on the first floor, there is actually a middle-aged man wearing a simple exercise suit standing.
Seeing this person, Xiang Nan and Mengdie both subconsciously stopped.
Xiang Nan looked at the middle-aged man curiously, and found that this man has a kind eyebrow, a straight nose and a broad mouth, and a face with Chinese characters.
Although the person always had a faint smile on his face, Xiang Nan felt a respectable taste from this person, which was an unfathomable martial arts heritage.
"You are..." Xiang Nan asked suspiciously: "Are you a passer-through or the owner of this tower?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "My little man Bai Wuya, is the guardian of this martial tower."
"Bai Wuya!" Xiang Nan and Mengdie cried out at the same time, and their faces showed the most shocked expressions in history.
"Are you really Senior Bai Wuya?" Xiang Nan looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief.
"Are you... are you a living person or a dead person?" Mengdie opened her mouth wide, and asked for such a sentence after a long while.
The name Bai Wuya is too loud! Almost everyone in martial arts knows no one.
Because of the history of martial arts, Bai Wuya is considered the originator of martial arts and the pioneer of the whole martial arts.