Chapter 52: King Wu's Treasure

(Tomorrow, start a new volume)

In a closed stone room, it will not appear dull or suffocating.

Five days have passed, and the bodies of the young men in green clothes and those in yellow clothes have not rotted. Perhaps because of the relationship between warriors, their physiques are much better than ordinary people, and they can be naturally preserved for a longer time.

In the five days before and after, Chen Zong not only comprehended the mystery of Huntian breaking Yuanjin, but also cultivated it to the fifth level.

On the sixth day, after training, Chen Zong opened his eyes and exhaled.

"Cultivation at the sixth level is too difficult." Chen Zong couldn't help shaking his head.

In fact, at the fifth level, the difficulty of cultivation has become very obvious, but Chen Zong is prepared to retain the next body of Thunder Sword, and then defeat it and absorb it, so that he can practice the fifth level in a short period of time.

Losing such a help in the sixth layer, he can only cultivate with the original inner strength squeezed out by himself. Even if Chen Zong's physique is far superior to other warriors, the original inner strength is more powerful and pure, and he cannot cultivate it in a short period of time. Sixfold.

Chen Zong estimates that there is no more than three months to cultivate to the sixth level. Three months is only the most conservative estimate.

"Three months..."

Shaking his head, he could only think of a way to get out of here.

"Could it be that you really want to use up a sword energy in the Red Thunder Sword?" Chen Zong frowned.

It's just that whether that sword energy can really break through the mountain wall, Chen Zong has no bottom in his heart, what if he can't break it?

No hope at all?

Thinking about it, Chen Zong couldn't help feeling a little dull.

He escaped from the Eastern Continent and entered the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, and faced the danger of death. He came here after saving his life, and was about to enter a new world. In the rumored so-called martial arts world, he ended up starving to death here?

Speaking out, I don't know how embarrassing it is.

Under the dullness, Chen Zong couldn't help drawing his sword. The fifth layer of Huntian Po Yuan Jin moved with his thoughts and poured into the red thunder sword. Under the red light, there seemed to be some gray-white rays of light, exuding amazing majesty. Domineering and sharp fluctuations, unmatched tyranny.

A sword pierced the air, like a thunder light tearing apart the sky and shooting down, killing itself straight ahead.

This is just a sword of Chen Zong to vent his dull and unwilling heart.

Pushing with all his strength, the power is astonishing, even Senior Brother Bei will be severely injured by a sword here.

The sword light was like red lightning, with a little bit of gray-white, and the ferocious and uncasting chop slashed on the wall in front, which was also the wall engraved with the slogan of Huntian Poyuanjin.

With a bang, a fierce and sharp sound reverberated in the stone room, the roar was incessant, the sword light shattered, and countless rays of light splashed like sparks.

Taking another breath, the dullness in his heart was relieved, and Chen Zong stared ahead, speechless.

intact!

Shaking his head, Chen Zong's mind was a little confused.

Is this a cave mansion left by the strong King Wu?

The hardness of this kind of wall is too scary. You must know that his cultivation has not improved, but his inner strength has become more vigorous and pure, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Just as Chen Zong's thoughts were turning, the intact wall on the opposite side suddenly made a muffled sound, attracting Chen Zong's gaze.

I saw that the font of Huntian Poyuanjin's formula gradually glowed. At first, the light was light and invisible. After a few breaths, it became obvious, and then became clear. Finally, the radiance was very strong, and the roof released the bright light. The beads complement each other.

Chen Zong's eyes were completely attracted, and he only felt that every word of the Huntian Poyuan Jin formula radiated light, with a kind of grand and mighty, its power was unparalleled, and it was amazing.

The rays of light became stronger and stronger, and finally, each handwriting flew away from the wall and quickly gathered in the center under the flying in mid-air, and finally condensed into a huge light group.

Chen Zong stared with wide eyes, and found that in the light group, there seemed to be a figure coming from the void, approaching, the terrifying aura was mighty and overwhelming, and Chen Zong only felt that his whole body was suppressed. Unable to move an inch.

In the blink of an eye, the figure seemed to come out of the light group and became clear, and the gray-white light group was suspended behind the figure like a small sun, setting off the amazing power of the strong.

Chen Zong's eyes widened as much as possible, but he couldn't see the figure's face clearly, only vague outlines.

The imposing manner is as magnificent as the might of the sky, and it is invincible!

Immediately, Chen Zong only felt a gaze fell on him, the terrifying pressure, as if the invisible ancient mountains were suppressed, and it was like the sun was sinking. run.

"Yes, you have cultivated this king's Huntian Po Yuanjin to the fifth level." The low voice carried supreme pressure, like a king over the world.

This kind of power is many times more tyrannical than the magic light tiger that Chen Zong encountered. Fortunately, this power is not malicious to him, otherwise he might collapse and die on the spot.

Strong, really strong.

"Huntian Po Yuanjin is the inheritance that this king left here, you can get it, it is your chance, and you can cultivate to the fifth level here, it is your ability, so this king will reward you, at that time, Hold the reward and you can leave this place." The figure said, his voice was low and mighty, echoing endlessly in the stone room.

"This is just a spiritual idea left by this king. This king doesn't know who you are, but I only hope that you can swept the same generation with this king's smashing energy, and don't fall into this king's illustrious name." The voice seemed to be full of expectations. After speaking, the light gradually dimmed, and the terrifying power continued to weaken.

Ten seconds later, the light dissipated, and the terrifying power disappeared without a trace. Everything seemed like a dream.

Chen Zong regained his freedom, sweating all over his body, but when he looked forward, he found that the writing on the wall had completely disappeared, as if it never existed.

"It's amazing." Chen Zong couldn't help sighing, once again surprised by the means of the powerhouse above the real martial state.

Originally, the handwriting was three-pointed into the wood, as if it was carved on the wall, but now it has disappeared directly. The wall is smooth and clean, and there is no trace of it, which is incredible.

In this way, only one person can master the power of chaos?

Chen Zong was also inevitably excited.

Unique, everyone wants it.

Then, Chen Zong thought about the figure just now, it turned out to be a spiritual idea left by the Huntian Martial King. What kind of powerhouse can leave a spiritual idea? It is said that the Huntian Martial King has been dead for hundreds of years. Doesn't it mean that this spiritual idea has existed for hundreds of years?

unimaginable.

"Huntian Martial King, what kind of powerhouse is he?" Chen Zong made a low voice, leisurely with yearning.

It's a pity that Chen Zong got very little information from the three brothers Bei. Under the integration, he only knew that the real martial realm was called the transcendent realm. Not sure, after all, they are just practicing Jinjing martial artist.

"Transcendent realm!" Chen Zong's eyes were full of determination: "One day, I will also become a supernatural realm powerhouse."

This is the goal, but also the belief, unwavering.

"By the way, the spiritual idea left by the Martial King of Huntian said that it will give me a reward. What kind of reward is it that can let me leave this place?" Chen Zong glanced quickly, but found nothing. Everything is clean, not even a feather is seen, where is the reward?

In the next breath, a click sounded, which seemed harsh, and quickly attracted Chen Zong's eyes.

I saw that the wall in front was cracked, as if a door was slowly separating to the left and right, and the harsh sound kept ringing.

After a while, something like a closet appeared in front of Chen Zong. The closet had only one compartment, and in the compartment, there was only one thing, which attracted Chen Zong's attention.

"That's the reward of the Huntian Martial King?" With a secret voice, Chen Zong's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the compartment, staring at it, it was a ring.

I didn't notice the slightest danger. Of course, with the ability of a Martial King, if there is a plot, even a true martial artist can't be spared.

Hun Tian Po Yuan Jin condensed in the palm of his hand, Chen Zong grabbed the ring, without any accident, the ring started.

"It's so heavy!" Chen Zong was secretly surprised.

This seemingly small ring actually weighs a hundred pounds, which is completely unexpected.

After the ring is in hand, the wall cabinet closes automatically.

Only then did Chen Zong carefully look at the ring in his hand.

The weight of 100 catties is the first impression, the second impression, the shape of this ring is simple, like a bronze bracelet, it seems to have existed for hundreds or even thousands of years, exuding a sense of heaviness.

Looking more closely, the bronze ring is full of lines, the lines are quaint and atmospheric, implying the trend of dragon and elephant, and there are three simple fonts.

"Dragon Power Bracelet!" Chen Zong read out word by word.

"Dragon Power Bracelet, what kind of treasure is this?"

I don't understand, I don't understand, there is no explanation for the thoughts of King Huntian Wu.

"You can leave this place with this thing, how do you leave?"

Yet another question.

Chen Zong couldn't help but have a big head.

From now on, Chen Zong has clearly felt the lack of his knowledge accumulation. After all, it is a new place. Compared with Donglu, there are many differences and need to learn from scratch.

While thinking, Chen Zong put the dragon power bracelet on his right wrist. Interestingly, the size just fits.

"First try how to get out of here?"

Careful research, but no clue, too little information.

For example, when the bracelet was close to the wall, there was no response. Immediately, Chen Zong tried to wrap the dragon power bracelet with Huntian Po Yuan Jin. The mutation suddenly occurred. Silky sheen.

"There is a reaction." Chen Zong continued to mobilize Huntian Po Yuan Jin, approached the Dragon Power Bracelet again, and was absorbed again.

"What's the use?" After trying a few times, each time the Huntian Po Yuanjin was absorbed by the dragon force bracelet, and the luster of the ancient clumsy lines on it became more and more obvious. Of course, that was in Chen Zong's opinion. If you are a little farther away, you can't see it.

Immediately, Chen Zong's mental will concentrated on the dragon power bracelet and slapped it out with a palm.

The mutation suddenly occurred, and the pattern on the dragon force bracelet became intense, and then spread like water, as if it turned into a phantom of a dragon and hit Chen Zong's palm. The roar sounded, and with Chen Zong's palm, it slammed into the air, causing a gust of wind to howl.