Fantasy: Ten Thousand Times Stronger, I Have Thousands Of Magic Skills

Even without the Immortal Monarch as a backer.

Good Fortune Immortal Sect still has the advantage by relying on its many talents.

They blocked the Divine Ability Sea several times.

But every time when they were halfway through the fight, the people in the Divine Ability Sea would be crushed by the statue.

The disciples trained by the sect sent wave after wave.

Finally, there was nothing left to send.

The ten peak masters of Good Fortune Immortal Sect who had been watching the battle hesitated and never dared to step into the Divine Ability Sea.

Not to mention the head of the sect, he didn't even come.

This place, Good Fortune Immortal Sect can't take it down without paying a heavy price!

At the same time, the monks in the Divine Ability Sea were not feeling well.

In the temple, a group of people were trying hard to repair it.

There were more and more cracks on the statue, and it was almost to the point where it could not be repaired.

At this moment, it could break at any time.

If it really broke, they would be slaughtered.

Both sides of the battle had concerns, and no one tried to attack the other side again.

The Divine Ability Sea had a rare moment of respite.

The Divine Ability Sea people who survived the catastrophe knew that the enemy would not let them go.

As long as the statue was broken, their doom would come.

During this time, they had to find a way to break the curse so that they could practice and become stronger.

And to break the curse, they needed to find the place where the top ten Martial Artists were sealed.

But the problem was that they couldn't get out at all.

The Xingxiu Sea was full of disgust for their bloodline. As long as they stepped into the Xingxiu Sea, their breath could not be hidden at all.

In the next few years, they paid the lives of many monks, but made no progress.

The Good Fortune Immortal Sect blocked the exit of the Divine Ability Sea and offered a bounty to use them to brush merit.

They were completely trapped and were no match at all.

The Divine Ability Sea people in the painting were full of helplessness.

The ninth floor mural ends here.

"It's so pitiful. According to the content on the murals, the monks in the Divine Ability Sea are cursed. Even if they are geniuses, it's good enough to cultivate to the Gold Core Realm. But how did the Gold Core Realm cultivation avoid my Spiritual Sense detection? They must have found a way to become stronger." With speculation, Qin Yu raised his foot to the tenth floor. Unlike the bleak atmosphere of the ninth floor, the murals here are obviously much brighter. The first mural is a group of people holding a newborn baby. This is the only newborn in the past fifteen years. The enemy's curse did not work on him. This child was not abandoned by the Great Dao. His whole body was wrapped in Spirit Qi. The oldest old monk said that this child was born with thunder bones and was different from others. I guess the Great Dao of thunder and lightning can break the curse. This is the appearance of the ancestors, who sent this baby and gave them a way to solve the curse. Qin Yu saw this and thought: The Great Dao of thunder and lightning can break the curse, so if I throw everyone here into the thunder pool bubble, can't I break the curse for everyone? The same question was also thought of by everyone in the Divine Ability Sea. In the next mural.

The monks in the Divine Ability Sea gathered everyone's wisdom and observed the child's Root Bone day and night. They wanted to build a thunder pool.

Wash away the curse.

This creation took 150 years.

And that child was also gifted and talented.

People had high hopes for him and named him Zhong Divine Ability, Divine Ability of the Divine Ability Sea.

Zhong Divine Ability learned three of the ten great divine arts when he grew up.

His cultivation increased day by day.

Finally, when he was 151 years old, he became a Red Dust Immortal.

Although he was still far from the top ten Martial Artists, he was already the strongest in the Divine Ability Sea.

Similarly, he was also the youngest person here.

No one was born in the 151 years since him.

Those monks in the Qi Refining Stage had wrinkles on their faces.

The monks in the Gold Core period were no longer young.

All the burdens were on his shoulders.

He had to lead his people to fight.

Remove the curse.

He wanted everyone to break through the realm, increase lifespan, have children, and multiply the race.

He was firm in his belief and never wavered from beginning to end.

As long as he could improve his cultivation, he would go outside to meet Good Fortune Immortal Sect.

However, with the arrival of two people, Zhong Divine Ability's plan was disrupted.

After a lapse of 151 years.

The Secret Realm of the Divine Ability Sea was opened again by Good Fortune Immortal Sect.

The two newly appointed masters of the ten peaks of Good Fortune Immortal Sect, Ye Kuangdao of Sword Peak and Mu Wudao of Zhandao Peak, came together.

They were young and full of vigor.

They didn't take the legendary temple seriously at all.

Enemies are particularly jealous when they meet.

The war was about to start.

Zhong Divine Ability, who was born with thunder bones, fought one against two.

The statues in the temple had not made a move, and others had no ability to help him.

In the end, Zhong Divine Ability used his last strength to exchange a move with the two.

Ye Kuangdao was abolished and Mu Wudao died.

Zhong Divine Ability was also hit by Mu Wudao's Dao-slashing technique.

His Dao skills were rapidly lost, and his cultivation was gone.

He quickly forgot the first divine technique he learned, and then the second one...

He knew that he would soon lose all his Dao skills, and then become a fool without the ability to think.

He had to do what he could before his spiritual death.

The remaining millions of people were summoned.

Zhong Divine Ability gave the last order, and he came to the Thunder Pond and dug up his body.

He extracted the Great Dao runes on his Thunder Bone one by one and imprinted them on the Thunder Pond.

The Thunder Pond had been deduced for more than a hundred years, but it had not been built yet, and there were always mistakes.

Now he donated his bones and blood, and used his own origin to fill this Thunder Pond.

He was going to die anyway, so he left hope to the later generations.

The last Prodigy in the Divine Ability Sea, his life ended here.

Qin Yu sighed: "It turns out that the first layer of the Thunder Pond was built by this person with his life bones and blood."

"He is also a ruthless person."

Qin Yu continued to look down along the mural.

The Thunder Pool was built, and a group of old monks gathered here.

One of them felt that his lifespan was about to end, so he volunteered to try it in the pool.

After clasping his fists to everyone, the old man jumped into the pool.

The calm Thunder Pool suddenly became electric, and the monk who jumped in was instantly decomposed into slag.

Floating everywhere.

The expectations on everyone's faces turned into bubbles in an instant.

Before everyone could cry.

The slag floating everywhere suddenly began to glow, like a particle, slowly gathering around the Thunder Pool.

Accompanied by people's exclamations.

The group of particles reorganized the body with difficulty, and then collapsed quickly.

This repeated, no less than hundreds of times.

This new body has almost no mass, is lighter than the soul, and is extremely unstable.

They had to accept this fact.

The Thunder Pool they built was still wrong.

The good news is that the curse was really eliminated with this jump.

The bad news is that jumping into the thunder pool will be blown into slag...

People who enter will be decomposed into a special existence, just like a particle ghost.

It can decompose at any time and reassemble at any time.

And the existence of this particle ghost is very small, not even as important as a speck of dust.

They need more information to find out what went wrong.

Every time the monk struggled to reassemble, he would gesture with his fellow tribesmen.

Because he couldn't make any sound at all.

In order to communicate with this fellow tribesman who was decomposed into particles.

They began to brainstorm.