Chapter 944

Tick!

Sweat drops from Xiao Yun's forehead.

It was four days since he had fought against the war.

"Give up!" The master of the war soul hall will keep talking.

"If you choose anything else, you can be king as well!"

The voice of this person is like a magic sound bewitching Xiao Yun.

If anyone else must have given up.

However, Xiao Yun's mind was as firm as iron, and he ignored the bewitching of the master of the war spirit hall.

"You don't have to say too much. What I decided to do with Xiao Yun will be timid because of the temporary difficulties?" As soon as Xiao Yun's eyes were shining, his body's fighting spirit became more and more intense. Within the sea of knowledge, the fighting spirit was shining, and there seemed to be war lines emerging.

"Break, with the strength of our fighting force, break everything!" As soon as Xiao Yun's eyes were shining, he was like a god of war from the wilderness, carrying a savage spirit and rushing towards the front. Under this impact, the sky was shaking.

And then the resistance in front of you starts to weaken a little bit.

Xiao Yun's will began to invade the front of that sense of war.

And then his people began to move forward.

"Hoo!" Xiao Yun's step moves, unstoppable, two consecutive steps forward.

Hum!

There are ripples in front of him, and finally Xiao Yun continues to move forward.

One meter, five meters, ten meters, hundred meters!

But the more ahead, the more pressure Xiao Yun will bear.

All the time, he was under the crushing pressure of war.

In this sense of war, he felt his blood burst.

His soul is under great pressure.

That kind of power seems to crush everything.

Under this kind of pressure, Xiao Yun's fighting spirit Rune flickers, and the power of its origin stirs up as if it is boiling. The vast war spirit is constantly inspired by Xiao Yun's will and the oppression ahead. This kind of war spirit is extremely old.

If we carefully sense and go away, the war intention is somewhat similar to that terrible war intention ahead.

The gradual integration of the two makes Xiao Yun's pressure weaken.

In this way, Xiao Yun has advanced a hundred meters.

"It's a good young man." The master's will of the war soul hall has a certain satisfaction flavor in his tone. "The young man named Xiao zhantian was also so tough at that time. The bewitching of others could not shake his heart. Only this kind of mind can understand the artistic conception of war."

Over the years, he saw too many young people, because of its demagogues, finally chose to give up when encountering difficulties.

Many chose other statues in the end.

It seems that the choice is good, but the heart of martial arts is no longer there.

This shows the gap between the two sides.

Bang!

The battle spirit ahead is extremely fierce. When Xiao Yun is only 70 meters away from the stone statue in front of him, he is almost unable to support it. The oppression makes his legs and feet soften, and he can't help kneeling on one knee. The blood vessels on his body have already begun to make an exception, with blood flowing out.

There is a faint smell in the blood.

"Can't move forward?" Xiao Yun's eyes were as sharp as a blade. "The soul is where the will of human beings lies. Even if you can oppress my body, you can't suppress my will and soul. Even if my soul breaks up, my will will will last forever. I don't believe I can't move forward."

Xiao Yun gritted his teeth, blood in the corner of his mouth, and went on.

Step by step, Xiao Yun keeps moving forward.

In him, there is a kind of indomitable and fearless manner, which permeates him.

The combination of that momentum and the towering battle spirit makes the void in front of you tremble.

Finally, he came to the bottom of the stone platform.

In front of us, there is a statue of God up to three feet high.

The ancient ancestor of the Xiao family was handsome and vigorous, and he was full of fighting spirit.

It was like the sea, it seemed to swallow everything.

It is also like a mountain, which can crush heaven and earth.

At this moment, Xiao Yun is covered with blood, it is really difficult to get close to it.

"Ten meters, I don't believe I come to you!" Xiao Yun unyielding, with a body of blood, keep moving forward.

Poof!

One meter ahead, he spat blood.

At the third meter, the blood vessel ruptured.

"Do you want to insist?" Seeing this, the voice of the LORD came with a sigh.

"If you continue, you are in danger of falling."

The voice is not so indifferent, nor bewitching, with a bit of humanity.

"Never regret death!" Xiao Yun's voice is very firm.

Then he moved on.

Poof!

Blood spurts out.

Now he is only three meters away from the statue.

But at this time, he has become a blood man.

The soul of life and martial arts in the sea of knowledge blooms with heavy blue light to repair those blood vessels.It's the same, or he's probably gone.

The inheritance of God is really not accessible to ordinary people, because the pressure is too strong.

"There are still three meters left!" After a short rest, the wound in his body slowly healed. Xiao Yun looked up and looked at the statue in front of him. There was a flash of hot light in his eyes. Only at this time, there was blood on his forehead.

The blood fell and covered his eyes.

Hum!

He just took a step, and a ripple in front of him broke the healing blood vessels in his body.

However, within Xiao Yun's knowledge of the sea, the fighting spirit of the fighting spirit became more and more intense.

That kind of war spirit gradually coincides with the breath in the statue.

It is also the case that Xiao Yun can continue to move forward.

Otherwise, with the breath of the statue, he would not be able to move forward.

A tough mind is important.

But the most important thing is that the understanding of the war spirit can match with the statue of God.

"There's one meter left!" Finally, there is only one meter ahead.

But this one meter, but like the sky, stopped the pace of Xiao Yun's advance.

He really felt like he was exhausted.

Even though he knows the war intention in the sea, he is lack of essence and has a feeling that his heart is more than his strength.

"In those days, Xiao zhantian had extraordinary blood, and his life lines were also amazing. Then, with his strong fighting spirit, he was able to get in touch with the statue." The will of the master of the war soul hall murmured, "although this young man is also good, he still has the way of life restoration, but without the protection of life lines, he is still a little worse than that of Xiao zhantian. Now there is only one meter left, but I don't know if he can go through it?"

"I must not shrink back!" Xiao Yun took a deep breath. He was condensing his breath and preparing for the final struggle.

At this time, outside the hall of war spirit.

Hum!

On that mountain wall, the light and shadow twinkled, and there was a streak of light soaring into the sky.

Then, an image of a stone statue appeared in front of the mountain wall.

A vast sense of war broke out from the stone statue.

"This is Huangwei. Has anyone triggered the stone statue of emperor?" When the stone statue appeared, the monks in front of the war soul hall were all eyes with fiery eyes, and the voices of exclamations came and went, so that the clouds and fog on the mountain top were scattered.

There are many heritages in the hall of war spirit.

But the core and the most important is undoubtedly the inheritance left by the emperor.

If you want to inherit the emperor, you must first touch their stone statues.

Now the stone statue shows that someone has touched the stone statue.

"I don't know who touched the statue of emperor!"

"If the emperor inherits it, even if he can't be called emperor in the future, he can also become a hero among the kings."

Many people gaze at the evolved stone statues. In addition to the fiery color, there are also envious colors in the eyes.

This is the most important inheritance of the Xiao family!

Hum!

However, as soon as the statue appeared, it disappeared.

"Two breaths and it's gone?"

"It seems that this stone statue of communication has failed!"

"What a pity!" Many sighed when the statue disappeared.

The disappearance of the stone statue represents the failure of communication.

If there are lines of light on the top of the statue, it represents the success of communication.

Hum!

After a while, some stone statues appeared one after another, but they soon disappeared.

Whoa!

Finally, there is a stone statue, which remains for half a quarter of an hour, but still has not dissipated.

The light pattern circulates, sends out the vast war intention.

"Ha ha, this is a stone statue of communication!"

"Communicating with stone statues will surely enhance the profound meaning of fighting spirit."

"Everyone who communicates with the statue will be a hero after coming out!" See this, Xiao's elder all Mou road happy.

There are too few of them.

No one can communicate with the stone statue every time the war spirit hall is opened.

"Another manifestation!"

……

"Three respects!" After a while, another person successfully communicated.

"But I don't know what the three geniuses are?" See this, the elder of each department all Mou road expects.

"Xiao Yun should have a chance!" Some people are full of expectations for Xiao Yun.

"Xiao Tian should be good, too." Everyone is guessing who got the inheritance.

"At that time, Zhan Tian won the inheritance of ancient ancestors, but I don't know what will happen to Xiao Yun?" On the high platform, Xiao Yuanqing and the kings of their department were all in hot eyes. Only the king of Xiao Chenglong was worried, and they were also afraid.

"At the beginning, brother Xiao Yun was able to use his soul to motivate his martial arts to defeat the enemy. It can be seen that he has a high talent in martial arts and should be able to gain something."

Xiao Feng and Xiao Chengwu are both looking forward to it.

"One meter?" In the hall, Xiao Yun took a deep breath.

"I don't believe it. This will be the end of my Xiao Yun!" Now, he took a step.This step is seventy centimeters.

Hum!

However, after one step, his eyebrows cracked and blood flowed out.

A vast sense of war rushed into the sea of knowledge, which made his mind and spirit break up.

"Are you going to fail?" Xiao Yun is not willing to take the last step. How can he give up?

"Give up!" The will of the master of the war soul hall is also a sigh.

He has seen too many geniuses fall on this road.

"There are so many opportunities in life, why persist in it?" There was some pity in his voice.

For those fallen genius in sigh.

"Persistent?" Xiao Yun churan said with a smile, "I went to tianyuanzong from that small Fengyue country in order to find my father, for my own goal, and for this obsession. I participated in the hundred schools war and won the title that others can't imagine. I joined Wuzong Participating in the struggle for hegemony among all the nationalities, why is it not an obsession that supports me? "

"It's obsession, it's more my heart of martial arts!" Xiao Yun's eyes light a congealing, at the moment incomparably firm, "today, for my martial arts heart, I will persist once more, come on, how about death? I will never regret it! "

With a movement of mind, the boundless fighting spirit swept out from the sea of knowledge.

With the blessing of war spirit, Xiao Yun seems to have an infinite strength.

The spirit of life twinkled and wrapped him.

Finally, he took a step.

Hum!

Finally, there was a streak of light ahead.

It's the divine pattern, which sends out the air of the road and envelops Xiao Yun.

At this moment, Xiao Yun's consciousness began to blur.

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