Chapter 682

"Can't you, immortal? What the hell? Is it the new fairyland strongman? "

Hear Xia Fukun say what can't immortal Zun, broken blade God is also slightly a Leng, haven't heard of!

"EMM... That's OK."

Xia Fukun has been thinking about a problem.

Judging from the previous situation of the ghost world, I'm afraid that the immortal's strength has broken through the divine realm.

If it's in the divine realm, I'm afraid it's not a short time for the immortal to practice. At least, it should be a little older than the broken blade God.

But——

Now, the broken blade says that he doesn't know immortal Zun.

Then, it shows that xianzun did not participate in the grand battle tens of thousands of years ago.

May——

This fairyland, with such a strong, that scale of combat, it is impossible not to send out just right!

Come again.

Since Xia Fukun had demon refining system for such a long time.

The demon refining system, only when xianzun couldn't appear, took the initiative to cut off the contact with itself.

Before, the demon refining system did not take the initiative to cut off the connection, whether it was the great sage of Qi Tian or other strong people, even when it was the God of the broken blade in front of it.

This can't be immortal... Who is it?

Eyebrows, slightly wrinkled.

As the truth of the matter gradually surfaced, Xia Fukun found that what should have been clear became more and more confused

However, Xia Fukun has always believed in one thing.

In this world, the only thing that sunlight can't penetrate is the heart.

In other words, when you have enough strength, the essence of anything will be displayed in front of you.

Looking at Xia Fukun, the little brother, thinking there alone. The broken blade God hesitated for a moment and interrupted Xia Fukun

"I haven't seen you for a long time. What do you call me, little brother?"

"Mr. Kun."

Xia Fukun waved his hand at will.

"Your name is Kun?"

Broken blade God asked curiously. He thought his surname was rare enough, but now there are still people surnamed Kun. Why not Qian? What a prestige!

"No, my name is Xia."

Xia Fukun frowned. This broken old fellow had a latent quality. It was discovered that it was always outside the question. Don't you just call me Kun?

"Well..."

Broken blade God wants to curse his mother. Your surname is Xia. You have to call yourself general Kun.

"Mr. Kun... If you want to pass my inheritance, you must pass my test, right? There's no pie in the sky in this world, right? "

"No more!"

Xia Fukun can't help frowning when he hears this.

Broken blade ghost

Looking at himself in front of his hand, and then the mouth said no Xia Fukun.

ha-ha!

Your mouth says no, your body is very honest!

For a moment, the God of broken blade also came.

"Anyway, if you want me to inherit, you have to accept my test, otherwise..."

"Well? Otherwise, I'll just give it to you. Don't go

Broken blade is also drunk. Xia Fukun always takes out the gate of the underworld. What do you mean? Threaten yourself?

Xia Fukun hummed coldly when he saw the broken blade subdued.

Do you want to do the same?

It doesn't exist, OK?

"Forget it, I can't survive in this world for long. I can't help it. Who let me meet you..."

The broken blade gave a bitter smile, then stretched out his hand and gently touched Xia Fukun's eyebrow.

All of a sudden——

Xia Fukun only felt his body strong.

And then——

A lot of information came to his mind

The underworld

Although this is the space created by a strong man against heaven in the upper bound.However, the appearance of the dark man and the dark beast is not the original intention of the strong man against heaven.

Among the skills of the underworld people, there are some particular skills.

The most low Ming martial arts is called xuanjie Ming martial arts. Most of these Ming martial arts were created by later Ming people. For example, Xia Fukun's previous practice was that the sun was close to the mountain and the Yellow River flowed into the sea. This is all created by that Shizun.

And in addition to this xuanjieming martial arts, there are also dijieming martial arts and tianjieming martial arts!

These two kinds of underworld martial arts were born together with the underworld. It's just that there are many dark martial arts in the earth level. For example, those dark martial arts Xia Fukun inherited from those stone tablets are all dark martial arts in the earth level.

However, there are very few martial arts in tianjieming.

Even the God of the broken blade, who has been practicing for thousands of years, has only mastered one of them.

"There are three volumes of tianjieming martial arts. What I have mastered is one of them. I don't know where the other two volumes are. I only know that tianjieming martial arts are probably handed down from a higher level."

"And the skill I have mastered is called" soul snatching. "

"Soul seizing..."

Feeling the skill of waving the broken blade in his mind, Xia Fukun closed his eyes and then opened them in vain.

When I opened it again, a touch of splendor appeared in my eyes!

"The art of all things! "Thank you

Xia Fukun is a man who pursues perfection. In the early stage, the Wanxiang skill obtained from the demon refining system allows him to reproduce the skills released by others, and then perfectly transform them into the skills he can release.

"This soul grabbing skill is an extremely powerful skill of the underworld. I used it to kill more than ten powerful people in the demon world, the fairy world and the ghost world. However, although the inheritance has been given to you, you still have to concentrate on cultivation. After all, it can't be done overnight... "

Before he finished his words, Xia Fukun took a deep breath, and then rose to power

"Soul seizing"

A ponder came from his mouth.

Then, he saw a strange fluorescence on Xia Fukun's whole body. Then, from the palm of his hand, a force of terror fell on the dark sun.

"Boom and boom"

A loud noise, the Ming Yang, directly burst open.

Broken blade ghost

What was I trying to say?!