American Comic World of Martial Artists

In the depths of Menghai Daze, a continuous mountain range hovering like a giant dragon straddles the endless swamp, as if dividing the vast expanse of Menghai Daze.

The mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, but the environment inside is lush and full of vitality everywhere. In the middle of a sword-shaped mountain range, there is a full-body blue attic. Although the attic has only seven floors, each floor is about tens of millions in height. Kilometers, majestically located on the top of the mountain.

And this seven-story attic is the Jiange headquarters of the Menghai Temple.

Attic top floor.

The sound of the piano was wafting slowly, and the clouds and mist around it seemed to be intoxicated with life.

Wow.

Suddenly, a figure gradually gathered.

"In another 300,000 years, it will be a challenge for the new disciples of Jiange in hundreds of eras. This time the challenge should be hosted by you and me." The figure is burly, standing in place like a high mountain iron tower, his The sound was dull and powerful like a bell.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a beautiful woman in a rose-colored gauze frowned and complained: "You are still the same, always like to interrupt others. It's really boring."

With that, she raised her hand and Guqin disappeared.

"I'm just here to inform you." After the burly man said, he wanted to leave.

"Wait." The beautiful woman yelled softly, and her figure flashed to the side of the burly man and asked, "Is there any new disciple with good potential in this year?"

The burly man knew what the potential of the beautiful woman was worth, and shook his head now: "Although there are a few geniuses who have solved the 4100th endgame of the Rhinoceros Game in this session, they have also created their own 8th-order secret method. According to the cabinet, Observation, they are still a bit close after all, it is very difficult to solve the 4500th endgame and create a ninth-order secret method!"

Speaking of this, he sighed: "After all, our Menghai Temple is only the sect of the Northern Cold Region. It is located in a remote area. Compared with the super sects of other regions of the Origin Continent, it has a much shallower foundation. It is difficult to cultivate a real genius in a short period of time."

"But we still have to go to the challenge once every 100 Epochs. This is the rule. We can't shirk our responsibilities just because there is no good genius."

When the beautiful woman heard this, she swallowed as soon as she was about to decline. She glared at the burly man, and said angrily: "Just you abide by the rules, such a boring game, what's the point of going there."

The burly man glanced at the beautiful woman, did not speak any more, his figure gradually disappeared.

"It's really an iron wood, I don't know the style at all. I haven't seen it once in thousands of epochs, and I don't say stay and talk." The beautiful woman snorted and returned to her original position.

The melodious piano sound rang again.

...

Three hundred thousand years is very long, but for the master of the law who often retreats and comprehends, it is very short, especially for the disciples of the Temple of Menghai. Such a little time is not even enough for them to comprehend a secret law.

After all, at the level of the Lord of the Laws, all people who understand and practice are the Dao of the origin of the universe, and the mystery of the origin of the universe is more difficult than the superficial laws of the universe. If you compare it in a popular way, the law of the universe is equivalent to a stream, while the origin of the universe is A vast ocean takes countless hours at random.

In the endless inner sea area, where the colorful rays of light were shrouded, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded. This rumbling sound was heard the first time whether it was the outer sea or the new disciples in the inner sea.

"What happened?"

"There will be no enemies coming, will they?"

"What a joke, this is the small universe of the Temple of the Sea of ​​Dreams."

Many new disciples rushed out of the mountain with doubts, hovering over the ocean, and their eyes gazed at the source of the movement.

"The challenge competition for every one hundred-level era starts within ten days. All new disciples must arrive within the specified time. Those who are overdue will be deemed to have given up the competition." The majestic voice exploded over the ocean and reached every disciple. Ear.

"It's a challenge. I didn't expect this challenge to compete on the inner sea."

"There may have been changes. The previous sessions were held in the Pavilion of Consciousness."

"Who knows, it will be clear after ten days."

With the disappearance of the booming sound, a small sword-shaped island appeared in the inner sea area. The island has a complex topography. In the center, three towering peaks stand, and on the top of the mountain are suspended a carved dream character. Sword-shaped token.

Powerful thoughts swept across.

"Hey, Dream Sword Order actually appeared in this challenge. I remember the last time it appeared, it was a challenge hundreds of years ago."

"No Meng Jian Ling will randomly appear in the challenge of newly promoted disciples. It seems that this year's disciples are lucky."

"Even though the Dream Sword Order has appeared, it is still extremely difficult to get it. There are only a few dozen people who have created the eighth-order secret technique in this session. Even after hundreds of epochs have passed, even if they have made progress, it is difficult for them to create one. Ninth-order secret method."

"There is also a chance to get the eighth-order secret method."

These powerful ideas talk to each other.

And the new disciples also got the information of Dream Sword Ling the first time.

The 50th peak of the Inner Sea.

A message automatically appeared in front of Luo Hua: Dream Sword Order, the highest token of the Dream Sea Temple. With this token, you can go to the sacred land of Origin Continent, Yuanlou.

"Yuanlou?!" After reading, Luo Hua's eyes widened. When he came to Origin Continent, he checked many ancient books and understood the basic information of Origin Continent, so he naturally knew where Yuanlou was.

Yuan Lou, the attic built by the pinnacle powerhouse of the Origin Continent's legendary'Yuan', rumored to contain the secret of detachment. However, if you want to enter the Yuan Lou, only the Lord of Law has the opportunity. Like a **** king-level power, you can't force it. Go in.

However, although the Lord of Law has the opportunity, he must have the help of a strong **** to enter, otherwise he will not be able to break through the powerful monsters gathered around Yuanlou.

"This Menghai Ling should be forged by the Menghai Divine Sword, and there must be his power in it...Three places, I must get one!" Luo Hua's eyes flashed,'Yuan' is a Chaotic Source Lord level Super power, the attic he left to build must contain great opportunities, and maybe even have the secret of how to break through the king of God and detach himself.

At almost the same moment, all the new disciples in the Inland and Overseas Seas were excited and excited. Every one of them knew what Yuanlou represented, that it was the highest sacred land of the Origin Continent! !

"I must get one at Bei Rong Mo!"

"Although I Han Yu is a genius of the Hanshan God King clan, it is not too dazzling in the whole clan. It is difficult to get a place to enter the Yuanlou, but it is different in the Menghai Temple. Progress, I must be one of the three tokens!"

"..."

The top ten disciples in the Inland Sea burst into strong belief at this moment. The opportunity to enter the Yuanlou is met but not desired. If they missed it, it would be almost impossible for them to get this opportunity!

Ten days will arrive in no time.

Whoosh whoosh.

Streams of light cut through the colorful rays and landed on the sword-shaped island.

Nearly 200,000 new disciples are not crowded on the wide island.

"Luo Hua." Luo Huan and another member of the Luo clan who entered the open sea soon found Luo Hua, and the two of them came over and shouted.

Luo Hua also greeted them.

"The opportunity of Yuanlou is very rare and rare. You are the most talented and dazzling tribe of Huoze Country. You must do your best to fight for it!" Luo Huan said in a low voice. After the ranking match ended, he had no thought of competing with Luo Hua.

"Well, I will." Luo Hua nodded.

Luo Huan and another member of the tribe said with a smile: "Come on! We won't give up~www.wuxiahere.com~Boom.

At this time, two streamers came quickly and landed and hovered high above the island, and then a powerful breath emanated from the two of them.

"It's a strong man who is called the peak of the holy!"

"More powerful than the breath of our country's lord!"

"It's just a challenge. There are people who are called the peak of the holy, and they deserve to be the Temple of Menghai!"

Nearly 200,000 disciples felt the pressure of their breath, and each of them turned pale, but the two who were called the Saint Pinnacle powerhouse quickly converged their breath.

"The luck of these little guys is really good, they came across Meng Hailing." A beautiful woman dressed in rose-colored gauze, covered in mist, looked at the three towering peaks with some envy.

The burly man said indifferently: "In our first session, even with this luck, no one could get it. I'm afraid it will be the same in this session."