Chapter 516

"There's nothing wrong. My war god formula was one of the most powerful skills ten thousand years ago. If you inherit my mantle, your strength will at least be higher."

The man in purple standing in front of Zhang Heng, when he saw Zhang Heng with a shocked look, his face was full of a smile and said slowly, "I don't know. Would you like to be a disciple of my God of war temple?"

"Be your disciple?"

After hearing the words of the man in purple in front of Zhang Heng, he immediately thought he had heard the illusion.

But when he saw the man in purple standing in front of him, the powerful breath and the profound meaning of the way of heaven spread all over him made Zhang Heng understand that what he said about the man in purple in front of him was naturally true.

"OK, I promise."

Zhang Heng, standing in the void, nodded without hesitation after hearing the words of the man in purple.

You know, just now, he was chased and killed by the ten thousand Buddhist genius nalanchu.

If it were not for his weak strength, Zhang Heng would only have the five power of King Wu, and his strength would have been the martial Saint at the beginning of Nalan.

How could he be so embarrassed, Zhang Heng?

So in Zhang Heng's view, what he lacks most now is strength, so when Zhang Heng heard the words of the man in purple, he immediately nodded without hesitation.

He knew that as long as he promised the man in purple, his strength would be promoted again.

"Ha ha, good, good."

The man in purple standing in front of Zhang Heng immediately smiled when he heard Zhang Heng's words.

Obviously, he was very satisfied that Zhang Heng could be the successor of his God of war temple.

When the man in purple spoke to the God of war, he waved to the void, and suddenly a terrible pressure swept from the rear.

When he was swept away by his terror, the powerful breath also shrouded the world.

Boom

A huge roar rang out from the void and immediately enveloped the whole void.

When Zhang Heng stood in the void, after he felt the powerful breath, a dignified color flashed on his face.

He never thought that the man in purple would burst out such a powerful breath when he raised his hand.

"What's that?"

At this time, Zhang Heng's face was full of shock, and his eyes stared at the void behind the man in purple.

I saw the void behind the man in purple. When the powerful breath broke out, an ancient temple appeared in the beginning of the sky.

The ancient temple standing in the void exudes a solemn and holy atmosphere, standing on the sky like a heavenly temple.

"Young man, that's my God of war temple. It's my inheritance place. With your talent, I think you can inherit my God of war."

The man in purple standing in front of Zhang Heng smiled slowly when he saw Zhang Heng who looked shocked.

In his opinion, since Zhang Heng can get the Rune of heaven, his talent is naturally not low.

The same is true for the man in purple, the God of war. He felt that there would be a heaven talisman on the young man, which would pull the young man into his God of war fantasy territory.

"Well, thank you, young man."

Zhang Heng, standing in the void, heard the words of the man in purple, and immediately his face was covered with a color of respect. Even he arched his hand at the man in purple.

"Go, boy."

Hearing the speech, the man in purple, the God of war, smiled noncommittally, and then he waved his hand. Suddenly, a soft breath fluctuated, which shrouded Zhang Heng.

When Zhang Heng felt the soft smell from the man in purple, he was also on one side of his face. When Zhang Heng reacted, he had stood in front of an ancient temple.

At this time, Zhang Heng standing in front of the ancient temple, when he saw the ancient vicissitudes of the temple, he exuded a powerful and extremely thick breath, but also showed a touch of moving color.

It has to be said that the God of war hall standing in front of him is magnificent and magnificent. Even if Zhang Heng hasn't gone in, it also arises spontaneously, showing a touch of respect.

Just like what he faced was not a temple at all, but the God of war who had fought for many years, exuding an air of arrogance.

"Kaka, Kaka..."

Just as Zhang Heng was standing on the ground, his eyes stared at the ancient temple in front of him. Suddenly, the huge iron door of the ancient temple standing in front of Zhang Heng opened slowly. Immediately, a breath of vicissitudes and simplicity swept away from the temple, and then shrouded the world.

"What a strong aura. If I can practice here for a year, I am confident that I can enter the seven levels of King Wu."

Zhang Heng, standing on the ground, felt the strong aura blowing in the face, and immediately showed a touch of excitement. Now what he lacks most is strength.

As soon as Zhang Heng thought of the picture of being chased and killed by nalanchu, the top genius of the ten thousand Buddhists, he suddenly flashed a cold color on his face and said coldly, "nalanchu, wait. It won't be long before I'll let you know what genius is."

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng no longer hesitated. When the soles of his feet touched the ground, his figure flashed, and immediately a powerful aura wave burst out from him. Then Zhang Heng's figure shot away directly towards the God of war hall standing in front of him.

It has to be said that the God of war hall is very old and wide.

When Zhang Heng entered the temple of the God of war, he also felt a powerful and extremely ancient atmosphere. If it was not Zhang Heng's place, it was the temple of the God of war, he thought he had stepped into the temple of the God of war.

Hoo Hoo

When Zhang Heng stepped into the hall of the God of war, he also felt a powerful aura wave in front of him, sweeping away.

I saw that in the center of the war temple, there was a huge pool. The liquid in the pool was impressively amber. The viscous liquid rolled in the pool, and the powerful aura fluctuated from the pool.

In the middle of the pool, there stood a simple tripod stove, and there was a strong smell around the tripod stove.

At this time, Zhang Heng, standing on the ground, was shocked when he saw the viscous pool water and the ancient tripod furnace on the pool water.

Needless to think, when Zhang Heng saw the tripod furnace and pool water, he also understood that this must be the inheritance place of the God of war hall.

At this point, Zhang Heng also did not hesitate to step towards the pool in front of him.

After a while, Zhang Heng came to the outside of the pool.

"Young man, this is the place where I want to engrave the formula of the God of war. You can understand that the surrounding pool water is the killing intention of the God of war refined by me thousands of years ago. For you, it is a natural material and treasure. If you can absorb more, you can absorb more."

Just as Zhang Heng's figure came into the pool, the laughter of the man in purple, the God of war, also slowly rang out and shrouded the whole temple.

"What, God of war? "God of war's killing intention?"

Zhang Heng, standing beside the pool, was shocked when he heard the man in purple.

Immediately, his eyes were full of a burning color and looked at the pool water in front of him. Although Zhang Heng didn't know what the God of war meant, he understood that the God of war was a strong man ten thousand years ago, and his inheritance was naturally not an ordinary thing.

At that moment, Zhang Heng did not hesitate any more. When the soles of his feet touched the ground, his figure flashed, and Zhang Heng's body shot away towards the pool water in front of him.

But Zhang Heng's figure had not yet entered the pool water. Suddenly, he felt that the pool water emitted a powerful and extremely terrible threat.

The terrible and powerful pressure swept like a mountain and immediately pressed on Zhang Heng.

Touch

Fit in the void of Zhang Heng, he felt this powerful and extreme pressure, and suddenly his body fell heavily on the ground.

"The God of war's killing intention is really strong."

Zhang Heng, who was embarrassed all over, not only didn't show the slightest color of fear, but licked his lips excitedly.

Needless to think, Zhang Heng also understood that the God of war's killing intention and God of war's decision to break out such a powerful power must not be ordinary.

Then Zhang Heng bit his teeth, slowly stood up and walked towards the pool in front.

Although the pool water in front still exudes a powerful and extreme pressure, Zhang Heng has ignored this powerful pressure.

After a while, Zhang Heng's figure entered the pool.

Hoo Hoo

But when Zhang Heng's body entered the Ares pool, the God of war's killing intention flowing in the pool was crazy.

The majestic God of war's killing intention seemed to sense the existence of Zhang Heng, which was sweeping towards Zhang Heng.

"Strong, so strong."

At this time, Zhang Heng, who was standing in the pool, immediately changed his face after he felt the great power of the God of war's killing intention in the pool.

He had never felt such a powerful and extreme energy fluctuation. Immediately when Zhang Heng was shocked, he saw that the God of war in the pool had wrapped all around his flesh!

The sticky God of war's killing intention penetrated into Zhang Heng's body, and more and more.

At this time, Zhang Heng, who was standing in the pool, was shocked when he saw such scenes, and his eyes stared at the God of war around the pool.

I saw that with the terrible God of war's killing intention, he entered Zhang Heng's body, and suddenly a powerful and extreme war intention burst out from Zhang Heng's mind, and then Zhang Heng's body exuded a powerful and extreme war intention.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Standing in the pool, Zhang Heng was full of war and terror, like the coming of the God of murder.

His eyes were red, and the terrible murderous spirit broke out, which immediately swept the world