Sword God

Blocks of black steles emerged from the ground, as if buds broke out of the earth, standing on the ground in the ice emperor's secret realm.

Chen Zong gazed at the black stone in front of him and carefully looked at it.

Although the Master Feiyun did not mention it, Chen Zong had the memory of King Taiyuan, so he soon knew what the stone tablet in front of him represented.

Ancient battle monument!

A kind of secret treasure that the elite strong man can produce with painstaking effort, contains assessment or challenge, after passing, you can get the rewards left in it.

In the ancient times, ancient battle monuments were more popular. As for now, Chen Zong is certain that there is no such thing in Qingtian's domain. Perhaps there is a corresponding inheritance in the Tianyuan Sanctuary.

In fact, Chen Zong or Taiyuan King did not know that after a bloody battle in the ancient times, after the practitioners completely wiped out the void demons, they also suffered major injuries, and even the ancient ice king did not avoid injuries.

Afterwards, the recovered ice king entered the mysterious realm of the ice king, and found those powerful people who were hit by the dying. These strong men have been unable to recover and can only die with the passage of time.

With the assistance of Wan Gu Bing Huang, these dying powerhouses made ancient battle monuments one by one, and stayed in the ice king's secret territory, waiting for someone to be loved.

But these are secrets, and few people know.

Moreover, the appearance of the ancient battle monument can only be triggered by conditions. Therefore, in the past, when the ice emperor's secret realm was opened, the ancient battle monument rarely appeared, and Qingtian Shangyu did not know much, and naturally there would be no special explanation.

In this way, the geniuses on the side of Qingtian Shangyu did not know what it was when they encountered the ancient battle monument, and they may miss the chance.

However, the inheritance of Tianyuan Sanctuary is very complete. Knowing the ancient battle monument, as soon as it is discovered, it immediately enters it to fight for chance.

Without the memory of King Taiyuan, Chen Zong did not know what the stone tablet in front of him was.

"Ten meters high, king-level ancient battle monument." Chen Zong secretly took a step. When his body touched the ancient battle monument, the body of the ancient battle monument rippled like water, and Chen Zong's body gradually disappeared. Among them, disappeared.

According to the memory of King Taiyuan, the ancient battle monument has been divided into five levels.

Will rank!

Hou class!

Monarch!

King level!

Emperor level!

That's right, the level of the ancient battle monument is corresponding to the level of the ancient genius. The corresponding level means that the evaluation in the ancient battle monument is also the same level.

The ancient battle monument that Chen Zong entered was king-level, which is why Chen Zong wanted to know how strong the genius of the king-level king in ancient times was.

The light was dark, as if falling into the abyss, and then suddenly lit up, the light shining in all directions.

Chen Zong appeared in a dimly lit space, like a closed room, empty.

At this time, the click sound sounded, a crack was cracked in the front wall, and a figure of Wei An stepped out with it, a breath of breath filled with pervasiveness.

"Wo... King Hao Yuan." Nai Wei's figure made a very powerful voice, as if shaking earth and earth: "You have entered my battle monument, defeated me...or... defeated by me!"

Each word carries an astonishingly powerful and overbearing power, full of astonishing extreme fighting intentions, so that Chen Zong can't help but boil blood, and the fighting intentions continue to breed in the body like the confluence of hundreds of rivers and converge into the sky.

Rumble!

The breath of breath struck away from both Chen Zong and Hao Yuanwang, and collided with each other, oscillating in all directions, as if the earth was breaking through, the seas and lands changed, and the small room continued to stretch and expand, and finally turned into a sea of ​​clouds.

A vast and endless sea of ​​clouds, the sea of ​​clouds is tossing endlessly, and Chen Zong and Hao Yuanwang are standing on the sea of ​​clouds, facing each other 10,000 meters apart.

A round of Jinyang rises, burning and releasing thousands of beams of light, beams like swords, illuminating the sea of ​​clouds, making the sea of ​​clouds render a golden halo, magnificent and vast.

Yunhai, Jinyang... instantly formed a beautiful picture.

And Chen Zong will fight here with Hao Yuan Wang, an emperor of the ancient times.

Of course, the King Hao Yuan is not as powerful as the ancient times.

The memory of King Taiyuan let Chen Zong know that it was not simple to be a king-level strongman in the ancient times. To have the strength of tyranny, you also need to break into the king tower to get the title and recognition.

For example, the King of Fuyun in the Fuyun domain is just a title. He is called the King of Fuyun, with the highest status and the strongest strength. This is nothing.

And this King Hao Yuan, but the people who had crossed the Feng Wang Tower in the ancient times, got the title King Hao Yuan.

If it is the heyday, no, only one ten thousandth of the strength is enough to kill Chen Zong.

The gap between the transcendent realm and the saintly realm is too large, and the gap with the real king-level power is even greater.

The level of King Hao Yuan in front of him is the transcendental realm, less than the half-holy level, but the strength of the king-level genius, which made Chen Zong blood boiling.

Hou-level genius is not his opponent at all. Chen Zong is not clear about the strength of junior-level genius, but he can contend with it. As for the king-level genius, Chen Zong has no concept, only the war party can know.

Then... war!

The more tyrannical atmosphere exploded from Chen Zong's body, just like the eruption of the ancient volcano, soaring into the sky and sweeping the sky.

"Take my fist!" King Hao Yuan is even more direct, and his arrogant breath explodes on his body. The powerful force bombarded.

Fisting like a dragon going out to sea, driving for nine days, the air passing by bursts everywhere, the amazing air currents flew away, and turned into terrible incomparable power ripples smashing all directions, and the thick sea of ​​clouds also broke apart.

The power of one punch is many times stronger than that of the ancient sword evil spirit, which is fully exerted by the ancient sword evil spirit, which is enough to blow the ancient sword evil one punch, and also makes Chen Zong look awe-inspiring.

Strong!

Very strong!

This fist didn't arrive, but it brought Chen Zong a very heavy coercion. The pressure was as heavy as a mountain and as strong as the sea. Even the void around Chen Zong was suppressed and frozen. For a time, Chen Zong only felt his body became incomparable. Very heavy and stiff, it seems very difficult to move.

The pupil contracted instantaneously, Chen Zong was shocked by the powerful force displayed by King Hao Yuan, and the pressure was like a mountain.

Take a deep breath, like a long whale sucking water, but Chen Zong also felt his deep breath, not much air, under that punch, a vacuum was formed directly.

However, Chen Zong's deep breath is just a prelude to a burst of momentum.

boom!

On the fifth floor, Taiyuan Moyungong urged with all his strength, and the Nine Daoist Spirit Wheels ran with all their strength. Ten percent of the super-spiritual force burst out, and an instant of tremendous force burst out of the body, smashing the fist like an amazing punch It made Chen Zong get rid of the horrible fisting.

The dark sword light tears through the sky, slashes out like a moon, and cuts a thick sea of ​​clouds into a crack and spreads straight forward.

cut!

This sword was spurred by 10% of super-spiritual power, and the explosive power was very amazing. The terrible sword pressure seemed to smash the world and collide with the fist pressure. The terrible sword gas tore the sea of ​​clouds, and hundreds of meters of sword marks spread all over the world.

This is just caused by the collision of sword pressure and fist pressure.

The crescent moon-like black swordlight came with the terrifying sharpness and strength that tore the world, and the punch was as mighty as the dragon.

Boom!

The sword and the fist collided, the terrible extreme rippling force blasted wildly and swept through the hundreds of meters, and even the dust in the air was shattered and shattered.

"It can even block my punch." King Hao Yuan seemed a little surprised, and Chen Zong himself was also surprised. He didn't expect that he would be able to play against Wang Genius.

Is it true that your own estimate of your genius level is wrong?

Is his genius level more than a monarch level?

Should it reach the king level?

The thought flashed, but Chen Zong did not think deeply, because Hao Yuan Wang's second punch came, and the momentum of this punch was a little stronger.

After Chen Zong made another sword, he strode out one step, approaching Hao Yuan Wang with an astonishing speed, waving a sword from the side, the dark sword light stretched in the void, and seemed to have no beginning and no end.

Neither of them exerted a saint-level martial arts, and each move and every form was just a blow with their own power, and an attack based on their own understanding and attainments of martial arts.

In fact, at this point, Chen Zong suffered a loss.

After all, Hao Yuan Wang practiced for more than a thousand years before his death. He had a very powerful accumulation and was superb in the realm of martial arts. The accumulation was extremely thrilling. These are all very comparable to those of Chen Zong.

Of course, since it is confined to the level of king-level genius, some aspects will also be restricted, otherwise Chen Zong has already lost.

He Hao Yuan Wang continued to fight and continued to fight, intensifying, but Chen Zong was more and more excited, and his blood was almost burning, a wave of tyrannical force constantly hitting all over the body.

Such high-pressure fighting not only taps Chen Zong's own potential, but also incorporates some of the fighting experience from Taiyuan King's memory into Chen Zong's own fighting, constantly absorbing and drawing, and growing himself.

This battle is half an hour, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

Chen Zong became more and more affirmed that his genius level should not be a monarch, but a monarch.

Of course, it is still unclear whether it is really a king level. After all, Chen Zong has not exploded with all his strength so far, and King Hao Yuan has also not exploded with all his strength.

But it is time.

King Hao Yuan's breath became more powerful and powerful, and another punch came out. This punch is completely different from the previous one. Its power is much stronger. It seems like a punch breaks the sea of ​​clouds. It is terrifying.

Chen Zong's body flashed, ten shadows and ten illusions, and the heavy dragon sword swung out.

Ten inky sword lights tore through the sky.

Ten Blades!

Both sides used the saint-level inferior martial arts.

The genius of the Wang level can be cultivated to become a saint-level inferior martial arts. The application is easy, and Chen Zong has fallen into a disadvantage.

After all, Chen Zong practiced the sword-cutting skills of a thousand people, and the time was still very short, and the holy class inferior martial arts practiced by King Hao Yuan had already been cultivated to the extreme. Not comparable to Chen Zong.

war!

Not long after, Chen Zong felt the pressure is increasing, as if to break himself.