On the Self-cultivation of a Great Villain

Over time.

The Xinghe Holy Academy has gradually become similar to the holy place in the hearts of ordinary practitioners, and it is proud to join the Xinghe Holy Academy.

Not only that, apart from its great reputation, the Xinghe Holy Academy also has a terrifying background. Like the ancient forces such as the Eastern Family, they are all terrorist forces that have existed for more than 1 years.

And Jiang Daoxuan is the strongest arrogance of the Xinghe Holy Academy this year.

To be able to stand out among such arrogance.

Jiang Daoxuan is destined to be a very powerful character!

A stern man played with the Yin Lei in his hand, and the corner of his mouth raised a playful angle.

"I remembered the name Jiang Daoxuan!"

The holy son of Shenxiao Temple was whispering to his elders, looking at Jiang Daoxuan from time to time, and sometimes pointing.

I don't know what they are talking about.

Dongfang Sheng is no exception.

He also deeply remembered the name Jiang Daoxuan.

Because just now, the system prompt sounded in his ears.

"Target: Jiang Daoxuan"

"Luck: 60000"

"Cultivation: Fifth Level of Great Energy Realm"

"Goldfinger: Treasure Appraisal"

Good guy

Luck is worth [-]!

However, Dongfang Sheng now has a luck value of just over 6, which is much higher than Jiang Daoxuan's current luck value!

This is the first time that Dongfang Shengneng has more luck than Destiny's Son!

"The third child of destiny, has he finally appeared?"

"Looks like I killed you!"

Dongfang Sheng stared at Jiang Daoxuan, with murderous intent.

At the same time, thoughts kept turning in his mind, thinking of any way to kill Jiang Daoxuan.

The major talents in Zhongzhou have arrived, gathered together, each with their own thoughts.

Just now.

The old dean of Xinghe has appeared.

This is a white-haired old man with a fairy demeanor.

Those seemingly thin hands have the ability to destroy heaven and earth, enough to collapse a [-]-meter-high mountain in an instant.

The old dean of Xinghe smiled and looked at everyone.

"Everyone, without further ado, let's open the entrance to Emperor Zhenwu's secret realm!"

The other giants nodded, each showing their magical powers, and together with the old dean of Xinghe, opened up the secret realm of Emperor Zhenwu.

Soon, a vortex like a water column that could accommodate hundreds of people appeared in front of everyone.

It is unfathomable, hidden crisis, but also full of opportunities.

At the moment when the entrance opened, the Tianjiao all turned into a streamer and flew into the secret realm.

Dongfang Sheng didn't stand still, and flew in after him.

The moment he stepped into the secret realm, an ancient aura came over his face.

The scene in front of him was extremely shocking.

Many people originally speculated that perhaps the interior of the secret realm would be lifeless.

After all, so many years have passed, I don't know if the things inside will rot.

However, what appeared in front of them was the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, looking like a paradise.

After being surprised for a while, the many Tianjiao acted separately and went to a deeper place.

suddenly!

"Treasurer, die!"

Dozens of real martial puppets suddenly came to life collectively, bursting out with a majestic aura, and rushed towards the Tianjiao!

These Zhenwu puppets were all followers of Zhenwu Emperor.

Although 1 years have passed, these Zhenwu puppets still retain a certain amount of spirituality. They obey the final order of Emperor Zhenwu and kill all trespassers!

Of course, the Tianjiao will not be afraid of the real martial puppets, and they all made moves, each showing their supernatural powers, and fought vigorously.

"Yuntian swordsmanship!"

"Whales devour the world!"

"No sound of cicadas!"

A series of extremely terrifying tricks were used by the Tianjiao, and they mercilessly smashed on the real martial puppets!

Chapter 48 Inheritance of Emperor Zhenwu

Deafening explosions sounded in the secret realm one after another.

Here, it seems to have become a fierce battlefield!

A group of Zhenwu puppets had just been killed, but not long after, another group of Zhenwu puppets with stronger overall strength came.

It's like a wildfire that burns endlessly, and it's born again when the spring breeze blows.

Many Tianjiao realized that being dragged down like this is not a good way.

So they all made strange moves everywhere, trying to get rid of the pursuit of the real martial puppets.

But there was such a person, and the Zhenwu puppets never launched an attack on this person from the beginning to the end.

Not even a single attack!

This person is naturally Dongfang Sheng who has practiced the True Martial Arts.

During a certain confrontation, the moment Dongfang Sheng turned to Zhenwu Jing secretly, the Zhenwu puppet who was hostile to him a moment ago suddenly remained motionless, allowing him to blow him up with a punch!

Dongfang Sheng quickly realized that this was not an illusion, and while secretly turning the power of the True Martial Arts, he rushed deeper into the secret realm.

Many Tianjiao were dumbfounded!

"Why don't the real martial puppets attack Dongfang Sheng? What's going on here?"

"Could it be that there is some magic weapon in Dongfang Sheng that can prevent these real martial puppets from attacking him?"

"Ah, is there anything more outrageous than this?"

A proud man in red was standing in mid-air with his hands behind his back, staring fixedly at Dongfang Sheng's disappearing figure.

This red-clothed Tianjiao, named Nangong Changwan, is the eldest son of the Nangong family.

The disagreement between the Nangong family and the Dongfang family is already a household name.

For a long time, the two great families were fighting openly and secretly.

For a small matter, he would rather pay a huge price than cause the other party to suffer heavy losses.

This time Nangong Changwan's main purpose was not to succeed Emperor Zhenwu, but to deal with Dongfang Sheng.

It doesn't matter whether they can win the Tianjiao competition or not.

The important thing is whether Dongfang Sheng can be killed!

In order to be able to kill Dongfang Sheng without any risk, the elders of the clan secretly taught him a special trump card, which can exert miraculous effects at the most critical moment.

After a while, Nangong Changwan seemed to be talking to himself.

"Young Master Dongfang, you will definitely die today!"

……

Since there is no real martial puppet involved, Dongfang Sheng is in a very safe situation along the way.

Perhaps it was because he had practiced Zhenwu Jing, since he entered the secret realm of Emperor Zhenwu, Dongfang Sheng had a very special feeling for no reason.

It seems that in the depths of this secret realm, there is a very special thing waiting for his arrival!

Whenever there is a fork in the road, an inexplicable force guides Dongfang Sheng invisible, making the latter take the right path.

I don't know how long I have been flying, but Dongfang Sheng finally arrived at the final location.

What appeared in front of him was a simple and simple palace.

On the top of the palace, there are four big characters carved.

Invincible!

Come to think of it, this is where Emperor Zhenwu inherits!

There are two stone sculptures that look like lions, standing on both sides of the palace.

It was obviously just a dead thing, but it exuded a mysterious and powerful aura, as if silently telling others how brilliant the two lion-shaped stone sculptures had been in the past.

When Dongfang Sheng walked into the palace.

A looming figure of several feet suddenly turned around and cast its gaze on Dongfang Sheng.

Gao Daxuying suddenly laughed and spit out words.

"You are here, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Dongfang Sheng made a tentative sound.

"Dare to ask if senior is Emperor Zhenwu?"

Emperor Zhenwu laughed loudly.

"Yes and no."

"The real Emperor Zhenwu has ascended to God long ago. As for me, I am just a clone!"

"Boy, although I don't know where your True Martial Classic came from, but since you have this True Martial Classic, it is destined that you and I are destined."

Having said this, Emperor Zhenwu paused, and said in a surprising way.

"In that case, I will give you a chance!"

Subsequently.

Zhenwu's ancient will pointed in the air, and the words and graphics containing infinite mystery were transmitted instantly and landed in his mind.

Every word seems to have the supreme Tao rhyme, as if it outlines the truth in the world.

Daoist divine light bloomed from Dongfang Sheng's body, mysterious runes gradually covered his skin, and his whole body entered a strange state.

The spiritual energy accumulated for 1 years poured into Dongfang Sheng's body like crazy.

Although his body was undergoing astonishing changes, Dongfang Sheng himself had entered a state that he had never felt before.

In Dongfang Sheng's mind, all kinds of deeds that Emperor Zhenwu experienced 1 years ago are playing back.

On the ancient battlefield.

There were shouts of killing everywhere, countless corpses fell here and there, and the blood gradually gathered into a bright red sea.

Although Emperor Zhenwu was covered with injuries, his body was still standing upright like a spear, and his majestic posture was still intact.

The invincible and powerful aura made the powerful monsters in front of him tremble even more.

"Hahaha, Heavenly Desolation Demon Emperor, Heavenly Demon Emperor, the two of you actually teamed up to deal with me alone?"

"Forget it, I alone can send you two to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, Emperor Zhenwu slashed down and slashed at the army of demons.

The world is lonely!