King of the last days

"Done!"

Jiang Yuan had no choice but to take out the Holy Spirit Stone. He had to leave here, otherwise the day lily might be cold when the gods can recover to four levels.

A lot of holy spirit petrified into energy into a certain mysterious place in the body, Jiang Yuan could feel that all the energy was absorbed by the eyes of the sky.

"Treasure hunt positioning activated!"

The Mithril core was opened, and the skill ball inside rolled out.

"Is it so small?" Jiang Yuan picked up the skill ball. The skill balls he had seen before were all egg-sized and slap-sized. Longan-big ones are really rare.

"Identification!"

"Ancient Shenquan (imitation), rank: ninth, rank: good."

"Note: There is no enemy that can't be defeated with one punch. If there is one, add another punch."

"The skill of Tier Nine?" Jiang Yuan felt a little bit lost. He originally thought that this boxing technique was a match for his Great Desolate Bodybuilding Art, but he didn't expect that it was just a Tier Nine skill that was highly imitated.

These days, he has slowly figured out the rules of the core product, and the items that the core can produce have a lot to do with the strength and methods of the monsters you fought at that time.

Often the items dropped in the greater the disparity in strength will be more precious, and the treasures drawn out of the core without the use of opportunistic means are either rich or expensive.

"Forget it, better than nothing!"

Jiang Yuan smashed the skill ball, and information about this high antique magic fist entered Jiang Yuan's mind.

"hiss!"

It took a while before Jiang Yuan let out a sigh, "What is this, I'm so lucky?"

He was shocked by the tasteless skills he had imagined after in-depth understanding. What is better than nothing, this is obviously a magical skill!

There are a total of three punches in the ancient god boxing. The first punch is the simplest starting punch, the second punch is a killing punch that uses the power of the whole body, and the third punch is an ancient punch that tests the mood.

Three punches seemed very simple, but Jiang Yuan realized that this ancient god punch was not an ordinary skill after he had a deep understanding.

He still remembers the punch he punched at the top of Nangui Mountain Tower, and the starting punch of the Ancient God Quan is an enhanced version of that punch, which is a skill that maximizes the power of the physical body.

But the killing punch was even more unexpected. He understood that the killing punch was beyond Baili's ability to fight at all. The killing punch requires the user to cleverly gather his whole body power to a point and then shoot it at a rapid speed. This is terrifying. A killer move, once played, it cannot be recovered.

As for the ancient boxing of the third boxing, to be honest, Jiang Yuan didn't understand it. What kind of artistic conception is there for a punch!

You punch me and punch to the flesh is the romance that a man should have. If you talk about mood, it should also be the mood of'if you don't kill me today, I will kill you'.

"It's time to go!" Jiang Yuan got up and put away the remaining core. He needed a lot of holy spirit stones to activate the divine power, and it took energy and time to adapt to the exclusive exercise.

When he came to the stone gate, Jiang Yuan ate a bunch of beast meat first, and when he felt full of energy, he started.

"Battle state!"

"Fourth Tier Fury!"

"Connect your fingers to your wrists!"

The strength in the body reached a small peak, even if only a little divine power was restored now, it was enough, and he could destroy it with the means of ancient warriors.

"The chains of blood! Open!"

At this moment, the blood in Jiang Yuan's body was like a long dragon, and what he heard in his ears was the sound of the tide rising and falling, and blood swept across his body like a dragon.

The dragon of vitality and blood gathered in his body, and the moment the dragon head appeared in his heart, Jiang Yuan realized what a real Guwu is.

The strength of ancient martial arts is not as vague as the three-line attribute. Even now, Jiang Yuan is still not very clear about the reason for the emergence of gods, but the strength of ancient martial arts is different. This is the real growth of oneself and the strength that can be personally felt.

"Ancient martial arts are derived from blood, strong in flesh, and immersed in bone."

"It turned out to be like this!" Jiang Yuan had a yearning for Gu Wu's strength for the first time. Gu Wu's strength needed a long time to polish, but this strength was more reassuring.

The dragon of vitality and blood was already waiting, and Jiang Yuan closed his eyes, slowly comprehending the boxing technique he had just learned.

"To adjust the energy particles, the potential of the physical body is not on the surface!"

"Find the feeling!"

At a certain moment, Jiang Yuan made a fist, and his fist was the first form of the ancient god fist-punching fist.

The fist fell on the stone gate, and the fingers and wrists gave out a burst of light. Under the light, the lines of the fingers and the wrists enveloped Jiang Yuan's whole person. This is the power of the fingers and the wrist, which is an integrated offensive and defensive, melee weapon.

At the moment of contact, Jiang Yuan's phalanx cracked, but under the repair of divine energy, osteoblasts quickly covered the cracked phalanx, forming a denser and stronger bone layer.

Boom, Shimen made a loud noise, but still did not fall.

"Come again!" Jiang Yuan gritted his teeth and punched again.

So the next Qiantian headquarters sounded a rhythmic beating. When the bones of his right hand were cracked, Jiang Yuan changed his left hand, and when both hands could not make a punch, he would use a knife to chop.

After tossing for two hours, the pedestal around the stone gate was shattered, and the whole stone gate was shattered with a bang.

And as a price, Jiang Yuan's hands were ruined, and the fourth-order folding iron knife was completely scrapped.

"This is a vision!"

The moment Shimen fell, Jiang Yuan only felt that his eyes were bright, and a beam of light directly enveloped him, "Come on, I want to see how tempting this unique exercise is!"

Jiang Yuan pushed away the gravel blocking the road, and occasionally saw a note left by Ning Yanlan.

"Jiang Yuan, you know you won't stay in peace for seven days, you big fool!"

Ning Yanlan's voice and face seemed to appear in front of him, Jiang Yuan smiled softly and kept watching.

"Don't find me. I didn't marry you the first time, and I didn't marry you the second time. I think we might really have no luck!"

"There is a machine in the place where the blood stone of the gods was placed before. You can put the source of the Holy Spirit you got into it, and you can still isolate the vision here. When you absorb all the sources of the Holy Spirit, you can successfully adapt to your own exclusive exercises. "

Jiang Yuan found the machine when he looked at it, and the source of the Holy Spirit was in his hands.

"the second time?"

Although Jiang Yuan was a little puzzled by Ning Yanlan's expression, he still took away the source of the Holy Spirit. He said to himself: "A good thing is going to be three times. If you don't try it for the third time, how can you know that there is no destiny!"

After speaking, Jiang Yuan was able to surging and dashed towards the outside.

At the same time, the group of adventurers who had no hope for the only technique became agitated.

"Look at it, the owner of the only technique has appeared!"

Thousands of adventurers looked at the sky-reaching beam of light, and they knew that as long as they found this beam of light, the only technique would be done.

"Strike first, we will catch it!"

Countless lone rangers and adventurous teams began to run towards the beam of light, because this was an opportunity that could change their lives.

As long as you get the only technique, you will be an emperor in these last days.

"Is that guy driving a car? Why does he move so fast?" The person in the front looked up at the beam of light and wondered.

"Let's drive and chase!" The other person hated iron for not being a steel track.

"This is Nancheng, driving fast will anger Nancheng warlords!"

"If we get the only technique, we are afraid it will be a shit warlord!"

"Brother makes sense, go, let's get in the car to chase!"

Nancheng was in turmoil at this moment. Whether it was the refugees or the masters who had been lurking in Nancheng before, they were all rushing toward the beam of light at this moment.

After the cataclysm, everyone has tasted the sweetness of becoming stronger. Who doesn’t want to be a hero? Before the cataclysm, everyone had no chance, but now the world has changed, and the things that I didn’t dare to think about in the past have become true, so this opportunity is not before my eyes. People will give up.

I am still suitable for writing funny fantasy, double chapters will be shortened, please understand.