King of Gods

Chapter 845: Ancient Books of Evil Yang

Xuanyuan Wen felt the aura of the "ancient artifact", and his heart pounded, but he had no plans to leave immediately.

He first transmitted the news to Senior Brother Zhuge and the woman in Xingpao.

"The ancient artifact is too much beyond our level. Those who are destined can live in it, and it's okay to go later."

Brother Zhuge held the ancient fan and smiled calmly.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Wen also nodded slightly in agreement.

If they reached the level of demigods, they would be anxious to fight for it when they learned about the ancient artifacts.

However.

For the vast majority of people, there are too many magical weapons and treasures, and they are of little practical significance. Instead, they are a hot potato, or even a disaster.

Of course, there is another important reason.

Right now, the Dark Book Pavilion itself is a great opportunity.

In the bookstore, many quaint books floated in the air like stars.

"Each of these books is at least at the level of heaven, and even touches the level of 'the god of heaven'...

"Hey, there is a comment from the ancient god Xieyang in this book..."

In the Dark Book Pavilion, the genius disciples of the Tianxuan Palace fell into their respective book worlds.

Each book presents a vast world.

The esoteric knowledge presented in these ancient books is a dream even for these geniuses from the four-star sect.

"Many of these ancient books are comparable to the 'Tianxuan Palace''s unique skills and core inheritance. Some are even beyond the existing level of the mainland..."

Brother Zhuge couldn't help but sigh.

According to the layout of this bookstore, the books here are semi-open to the outside world. Even so, Tianxuan Palace took a lot of effort to open the entrance reluctantly.

"One book, one world; don't be greedy for too much, everyone can choose to absorb one or two books."

The apricot-robed woman reminded.

Reaching the heaven-level exercises and above, each book is equivalent to at least one inheritance, and the knowledge in it is like a vast ocean.

therefore.

These geniuses and elites choose ancient books that are suitable for them and absorb them.

And to absorb all the content in an ancient book, even for the False God King who can never forget it, is a time-consuming and labor-intensive job.

When the content is too large, it will consume time even if it is unforgettable.

Unknown is.

In the team of Tianxuan Palace, there is a "Silver Armored Boy" who is a half-step king, and a strange dream-like purple stream flashes in his eyes.

Between the eyebrows of the silver-armored youth, a lavender mark faintly appeared.

This silver-armored boy, in the elite team that entered the Xieyang Palace in the Tianxuan Palace, belongs to the lowest strength and status, and has always been taciturn.

He was also the last one to enter the Dark Book Pavilion.

at this time.

The behavior of the silver-armored boy was a little unusual.

swish

He quickly took out an ancient book, and a purple phantom stream appeared in his eyes.

After only a few dozen breaths, he was expressionless, and took another book from the star-like books.

"Huh "Langya Jue"? The author of the master... Evil Yang"

The silver-armored boy was slightly taken aback.

Unlike other people who focus on one or two books to absorb, the silver-armored boy has quickly dipped into dozens of ancient books

"It seems that this bookstore was opened by the ancient gods as servants in the mansion. This "Langya Jue" is a simplified one from his own vast system of exercises. Even so, this "Langya Jue" Putting it in the outside world, it can also be called the supreme evil way and holy art."

The silver-armored youth's eyes flickered uncertainly.

If it is normal, other geniuses in Tianxuan Palace will find out the abnormality of the silver-armored youth.

For example, the spiritual aura looming in his eyes was several times stronger than usual, and his demeanor was quite different from usual.

But at this time, everyone's mental energy was used in the world of a certain ancient book.

swish

After reading "Langya Jue", the silver-armored youth began to read other ancient books.

He read dozens of books in one breath, and was very tired, so he took out a few precious materials and medicinal pills from the storage ring and took them.

"Brother Deng Chao"

The Xingpao woman noticed the abnormality of the silver-armored boy and reminded: "I advise you to concentrate on absorbing one or two ancient books that suit you. This will help you even more..."

"I see."

The silver-armored boy was neither cold nor hot, and after resting, he began to read some ancient books again.

Time passed little by little.

Most of the people in Tianxuan Palace, by the time they absorbed the first ancient book, the silver-armored boy had already "didled" hundreds of books, and he was interested in it.

By the time everyone had absorbed the second book, the silver-armored youth had already "didled in" two or three hundred books.

At this time.

The silver-armored youth was exhausted, found a corner, and began to sit cross-legged again, taking some elixir and heavenly treasures.

"Okay, in another hour, let's go together."

Brother Zhuge said.

When his eyes fell on the silver-armored youth "Deng Chao", his brows were slightly wrinkled, but he didn't say much.

Evil Yang Mansion Group, in a cellar.

"Nangong Sheng, should this set of "Langya Jue" be a simplified version of Xie Yang's practice system, how is your practice?"

Zhao Feng opened his eyes, and his face was slightly tired.

"It's strange that I can get started so easily with this set of "Langya Art".

Nangong Sheng said in surprise.

Zhao Feng, how come there is this "Langya Art" all of a sudden?

"really."

Zhao Feng was even more convinced that the Dark Book Pavilion that Xuan Palace entered that day should be a semi-open book pavilion in Xieyang Palace.

And this time.

In Zhao Feng's mind, the content and knowledge of two or three hundred "Evil Yang Ancient Books" emerged.

These "Evil Yang Ancient Books", many of which are placed in the outside world, can be regarded as the top inheritance of three or four-star sects, and even Zhenshan's unique skills.

Among them, the inheritance of exercises in a few ancient books can be compared with "Jin Kun Sheng Lei Body" and "Five Elements Wind and Thunder Jue".

Very few, even slightly better than Zhao Feng's "Saint Thunder Body" and "Wind Thunder Technique".

However, relatively speaking, the Saint Lightning Body and the Wind Lightning Technique are a perfect match for Zhao Feng. After all, he has the wind and thunder foundation of his previous life, and has integrated the divine tribulation thunder force, so his prospects are even greater.

Again.

Most of those "Evil Yang Ancient Books" belonged to the Evil Dao genre, which was not very suitable for Zhao Feng.

Although Zhao Feng does not practice these ancient books, his realm height and vision perception have greatly improved.

Through "reading the books", Zhao Feng has a concept in his heart: he can fully integrate various exercises, and even create his own exercises and secret techniques.

On the other side, in front of the refining and casting building.

"Ah, I can't stand it..."

Several genius elites of half-step kings rolled out from the black metal gate.

These geniuses, after rolling out, raised their smoking feet one after another.

In front of the gate, there are some talented elites who are recuperating, their feet are all blackened.

There were also a few comatose people who were carried out by other members of the team.

Except for a few powerful virtual god kings, ordinary half-step kings are difficult to persist in the refining and casting building.

And this time.

The competition in the refining and casting building is also quite fierce.

The one who walked in the front was still the white-bearded Juggernaut from Tianjian Pavilion.

buzz

The sword energy on Whitebeard's body is bright and powerful, like a white rainbow scorching sun.

Without squinting, overcoming the high temperature and heat under his feet, he approached the "broken patina sword" near the furnace pit step by step.

Whitebeard didn't even look at the rest of the divine weapon fragments, or the scattered ores.

But at the back, every step closer to the "Broken Rust Sword", he had to overcome the unimaginable kendo power.

Every step in the future is like a century of long suffering for Whitebeard.

"On this rusty sword, there is the residual will and profound meaning of the ancient sword god, maybe it can help me break through the current shackles."

Whitebeard has nothing else to do, never give up, and only has "one sword".

On the other hand, the other kings put their energy on those legendary ores and fragments of divine weapons.

It's not that they don't want to fight for the ancient artifact, but they are a little powerless.

Among them, "Purple Hair Double Evil" was very eye-catching on the field.

swish

The two purple-haired figures sometimes disappeared from the spot, and suddenly appeared from a certain corner.

in half a day.

This purple-haired double evil entered and exited the smelting furnace two or three times, and obtained several pieces of legendary ore and divine weapon fragments, mixing like a duck to water.

"Purple hair and double evil, give me death-"

The thirteenth prince was furious, and drew out a golden sword with bright rays of light in his hand, surrounded by strands of dragon-marked sword energy that shot straight to the dome, with a mighty sword of the emperor who reigned over the world, slashing the two purple-haired figures.

After being promoted to the king, the power of the "Sabre of the Holy Emperor" in the hands of the thirteenth prince increased by no small amount, and the explosive power and attack power were completely comparable to that of the emperor.

This sword overwhelmed the talented elites in the field, except for the white-bearded Juggernaut.

"Be careful"

The complexion of the purple-haired double evil changed and flashed back at an extremely fast speed.

swish

The two disappeared and appeared from the other end.

But the "purple-haired boy" left a bloodstain on his body, which quickly healed under the lingering of a layer of ice-blue light.

"Are you all right?"

"It doesn't matter that every time the holy emperor's sword is unsheathed, the power brewing from the scabbard will instantly explode; in the magical space, this ability and interval are greatly limited."

The purple-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief.

If in the Great Qian Dynasty, the power of the Holy Emperor's sword would be at least doubled, and the limit would be smaller. In that case, there would be almost no one on the field who could match the Thirteenth Prince.

"Good defense"

"How can the strength of this pair of evil be improved so much?"

The kings of the Duanmu Family, Yuan Gongfu, Cao Family and other forces were all shocked.

During the confrontation, this "purple-haired double evil" actually successfully fought against the royal family and other forces.

Unlike before.

This pair of evil spirits have mysterious and unpredictable means of hiding, and once they retreat, they will not be able to find their presence.

"Shuangxie's strength has grown so fast, and he even looted the spoils of my Duanmu family."

The people of the Duanmu family were also gnashing their teeth with hatred.

At this moment, the two evil spirits are elusive and powerful.

Among them, the "purple-haired boy"'s physical defense is extremely strong, and an attack that is very close to the emperor level cannot pose a real threat to him.

"Yu Fei..."

The green-robed old man and the blue-robed man who was promoted to the king turned their attention to Zhao Yufei.

During the fight, the purple-haired Shuangxie deliberately avoided Zhao Yufei.

"where to run"

Zhao Yufei gave a coquettish snort, leaped into the sky, and dispatched an attack, clashing with the "purple-haired boy" in the double evil.

Pong bang

Zhao Yufei was shaken back several dozen feet by an extreme cold force and an inhuman force, and fell to the ground. A layer of frost spread on her icy jade-like skin.

"Yu Fei, are you alright?"

The members of the Duanmu family quickly protected Zhao Yufei to avoid being pursued by Shuangxie.

"I'm fine...but he's not Brother Zhao Feng"

After Zhao Yufei landed, a blush appeared on her pretty face, but she said with certainty.

In the confrontation just now, she had scruples, showed mercy, and suffered a loss; on the other hand, the opponent was very vicious and wanted to kill her.

(Second shift, ask for some monthly tickets for the third shift tomorrow.)

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