Martial Mythology

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The appearance of a large number of mysterious eight-star giants and nine-star muddy masters has attracted the attention of countless people. Everyone is guessing the identity and origin of these people. However, so far, except for Alves and other individuals, they have been recognized. Other than that, most of the rest are unknown.

At the same time, the appearance of this group of eight-star giants and nine-star masters gradually made the eight-star giants who had some status gradually become worthless, and even nine-star masters were no longer rare. Those who have reached the thousand-level realm still maintain their original status, while those who are strong in the hundred-level realm have also begun to shake their status and have suffered a lot of impact.

sky tomb.

Zhang Lu has unknowingly destroyed seventeen altars, including seven small altars and ten altars for hundreds of people. In addition to the harvest of many eight-star giants and nine-star Hun Masters, Zhang Lu also learned ten high-level fortune-telling mysteries , but just as he guessed before, these ten high-level good fortune mysteries are relatively weak, and cannot directly improve strength.

The celestial tomb is huge, vast and boundless, and there is an altar every certain distance. Zhang Lu went all the way. After destroying ten altars for hundreds of people, a more magnificent ancestral temple finally appeared in the mind perception.

Compared with the small altar and the altar of hundreds of people, what entered Zhang Lu's sight was an extremely large and magnificent ancestral temple. The number of celestial tomb puppets in that ancestral temple suddenly increased to more than a thousand people, and it could be felt from a distance. That powerful and vast good fortune mysterious fluctuation.

"Finally a slightly more powerful character has come." Zhang Lu's expression became more serious.

Before those altars were just small troubles, whether it was those eight-star giants, or those ten-level or hundred-level nine-star masters, Zhang Lu never paid attention to them, and only regarded them as giving benefits to the Sky Academy. However, the number of puppets in the tomb of the sky in the altar in front of him not only increased by ten times, but also a puppet of the Thousand Realm appeared.

You must know that in the chaos of the outside world, there are only a few people in the Thousand Realm, no more than the number of hands.

Such a strong man, even if placed in the darkness of the outside world, is still a master who can sit on one side alone.

"One thousand-level, two hundred-level, seven ten-level, and one thousand eight-star giants." A smile appeared on Zhang Lu's face. With Yuhundian head-on, with Zhang Yu and Sun Meng not showing up, Sky Academy may not lose to Yuhundian. Even because of the number of eight-star giants crushing the advantage, Yuhundian has a high probability Can't beat the Sky Academy.

Zhang Lu looked at a group of puppets in the Sky Tomb, as if seeing treasures.

At this time, a group of celestial tomb puppets in the ancestral temple also sensed the existence of Zhang Lu. Although they did not receive any instructions, they seemed to have been programmed in their minds. When they saw a strange Hunyu, they would gather together and fight. Attack it.

I saw that the puppet in the Thousand Realm erupted with a powerful wave of good fortune, leading all the puppets to attack Zhang Lu.

"Good time." Zhang Lu laughed, first constructed a teleportation wormhole, and then his figure flickered, appearing directly in front of the puppet in the thousand-layer realm, and pressed his palm on the puppet's head, "Let's go!"

As Zhang Lu's words fell, an irresistible force suddenly erupted from his palm, and the terrifying muddy force erupted with incomparably terrifying power, directly pressing down the Thousand Realm Puppet. It is where the teleportation wormhole is located.

The puppet of the Thousand Realm was struggling hard, but Zhang Lu's palm was like steel, and the power transmitted by his palm was also powerful and irresistible, making the struggle of the puppet of the Thousand Realm futile, and finally accompanied by a ray of light flashed, oh, the power of the Thousand Realm The figure of the puppet disappeared in the teleportation wormhole.

After getting rid of the puppets of the Thousand Layer Realm, Zhang Lu's palm quickly swelled and turned into a five-fingered mountain, suppressing all the puppets of the Heavenly Tomb forcefully, and with a light sweep of his palm, more than a thousand Heavenly Tomb puppets, including those hundreds of Including the puppets of the tenth-level realm and the tenth-level realm, they were all forcibly sent into the teleportation wormhole under an irresistible force.

Another group delivery package!

However, compared to the celestial tomb puppets he faced before, Zhang Lu used a little bit of strength this time, and it was not as easy as before.

After emptying out the puppets in the ancestral tomb of the ancestral temple, Zhang Lu turned his attention to the sculpture in the center of the altar. He has learned ten high-level good fortune mysterious Olympic uses, and he is looking forward to a new kind of high-level good fortune application with practical effects.

Soon, Zhang Lu comprehended a new high-level use of good fortune, fire good fortune, which includes the attack method, mastering it, can increase the power of good fortune by nearly 30%, which is a bit worse than Sun Xing's consciousness attack good fortune, But it can definitely be regarded as a powerful high-level fortune-telling mystery.

"Okay!" Zhang Yu cheered up. After working so hard for so long, he finally got some good stuff.

Compared with this high-level mysteries of good fortune, the previous ten high-level mysteries of good fortune suddenly became insignificant.

When Zhang Lu comprehended the advanced mysteries of fire, Zhang Yu also comprehended the advanced mysteries of fire. His strength, which was already far beyond that of the kings of the Ten Thousand Realms, was greatly increased.

"The Will of the Heavenly Tomb hasn't appeared yet?" Zhang Yu, who had calmed down, couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

You know, Zhang Lu has already destroyed seventeen altars, and the altar of a thousand people in front of him will also be destroyed by him, but the will of the tomb remains silent, as if it doesn't exist at all. Yu's expectation, isn't the will of the Heavenly Tomb not clear about what happened in the Heavenly Tomb?

This is obviously impossible.

The Will of the Sky Tomb controls all the puppets of the Sky Tomb, and it should be very clear about what the Sky Tomb puppets have seen and heard.

"It seems that this guy is really seriously injured." Zhang Yu thoughtfully, "Maybe...it can't control the puppets of the Heavenly Tomb at all, let alone do it himself, otherwise, Zhang Lu has been in the Heavenly Tomb for so long. Didn't it attract the siege of the tomb puppet?"

The will of the tomb was severely damaged, which was a good thing for Zhang Yu.

In this way, Zhang Lu, the Hunmeng avatar, can more easily complete the task of exploring the Sky Tomb. Maybe, this exploration can directly unravel the mystery of the Sky Tomb and even the will of the Sky Tomb.

"My lord, do you want to continue?" Zhang Lu asked Zhang Yu via voice transmission.

"Of course." Zhang Yu said, "I suspect that the Will of the Sky Tomb has lost control of the Sky Tomb, and it is now at its weakest point. secret."

Zhang Lu nodded. Since Zhang Yu said so, he naturally had to obey.

In fact, he himself is not resistant to exploring the sky tomb, and he also hopes to learn more advanced mysteries of good fortune and further improve his own strength.

Taking a deep breath, Zhang Lu's body slowly landed on the ground, and then he stepped on the sole of his foot. With Zhang Lu as the center, it was as if he had been hit hard by a mountain for hundreds of kilometers. The entire ancestral temple, including the surrounding land, was instantly sunken The ground shook and the mountains shook, and in an instant, the originally huge and magnificent ancestral temple was razed to the ground.

Zhang Lu, who destroyed the altar, frowned slightly: "The protective power of the altar is stronger."

Although he just hit casually just now, but he is the king of the Ten Thousand Realm after all, and a casual strike is much stronger than that of the Thousand Realm, but that powerful power almost failed to break through the altar's defense.

From the small altar, to the altar of hundreds of people, and now to the altar of thousands of people, the scale of the altar has increased exponentially, the number of puppets in the tomb has also increased tenfold, and the protection power of the altar has been greatly improved. If he encounters a bigger altar, Zhang Lu is not sure whether he can destroy the altar with all his strength.

"Huh?" Just when Zhang Lu was about to move on, his footsteps suddenly faltered and his face changed slightly.

At that moment just now, he sensed another ray of terrifying thoughts locked on him.

Heavenly Tomb Will!

He was once again targeted by the will of the tomb!

In other words, it was paying attention to Zhang Lu with all its will, but it didn't show up until Zhang Lu destroyed the altar of thousands of people, which seemed to irritate it or stimulate it, so that it couldn't sit still.

Zhang Lu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't move for a while. He was secretly vigilant, guarding against the attack of the will of the tomb, but what surprised him was that although the terrifying thought had been locked on him and caused huge psychological pressure on him, except Otherwise, the Will of the Tomb did nothing.

"Injured? Too weak to move?" Zhang Lu became more and more convinced that the will of the tomb was injured, the pressure in his heart eased a lot, and a smile appeared on his face again, "Then let me see, what can you endure?" to the point..."

He immediately flew straight ahead, straight into the hinterland of the celestial tomb.

As if deliberately provoking the will of the celestial tomb, Zhang Lu destroyed an altar when he saw an altar, and sent away all the puppets of the celestial tomb. After plucking hairs, every time a sculpture is destroyed, Zhang Lu can feel the slight trembling of that terrifying idea, which seems to be conveying anger, but no matter how angry it is, it never moves.

Finally, after destroying more than a dozen thousand altars, Zhang Lu saw an unprecedentedly magnificent ancestral temple!

That ancestral temple spans thousands of miles, standing on the ground like a temple. In the center of the ancestral temple, a huge humanoid statue stands quietly. The upper body is riddled with holes, as if it has suffered some serious injuries, while the lower body is completely filled with the aura of death, which does not exist at all.

"It's such a strong spirit of death." Zhang Lu's expression was a little dignified.

He released his thoughts and swept across the magnificent ancestral temple, but to his surprise, there was not even a single celestial tomb puppet in the magnificent ancestral temple, and the magnificent ancestral temple was dilapidated, many places collapsed, and the huge cracks were like spider webs By extension, even outside the ancestral temple, there are traces of violent impact.

There has been an amazing battle here!