Chapter 1683

Rumble~~

In the space of the fifth-floor trial tower, two figures were fighting frantically in mid-air. Every time they collided, they erupted with terrifying power like stars falling.

Even the cultivators of Returning to the Realm will be torn apart instantly in this storm, leaving no whole body to die.

"happy!"

Xia Ping roared, his blood boiled, he had a rare chance to fight with Saint Projection, and the other party was still lowered to his own level, which was equivalent to accompanying him to sharpen, this is a rare adventure.

Not to mention that the Pangu saint is an extraordinary saint, with infinite magic power, infinite supernatural powers, and endless means. He is a quite terrifying warrior.

Under the sharpening of the projection of Panwu Sage, the Hell Golden Crow cells on his body were quickly unsealed, and a total of nine million Hell Golden Crow cells awakened on his body, giving birth to infinite energy in his body, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

"Chance!"

Suddenly, Xia Ping's eyes showed a gleam of light. After fighting for so long, he finally understood the flaws of Panwu Saint, and he was very excited.

His figure flickered, and when he bullied him, he just punched him.

This punch was earth-shattering, containing the power of spiraling and penetrating, possessing the rhythm of a saint, and it bombarded the body of the saint Pan Wu solidly.

Boom! With a single click, the projection of Pan Wu Shengren instantly collapsed and turned into nothingness.

"Won."

Xia Ping's eyes showed a gleam of light. He fought with Pan Wu Shengren for a full half a day, and the consumption of energy and mana reached an astonishing level. Now he finally found a flaw and defeated Pan Wu Sheng Ren's projection.

To be honest, this is a rare and powerful enemy, which has benefited him a lot.

"Congratulations to Wu Wudi, the tester, for passing the fifth floor of the trial tower."

At this time, the voice of the trial tower came out.

Boom~~

Then, a column of energy descended and quickly condensed into the figure of Panwu Saint. He stood in front of Xia Ping, his eyes shining like stars, unfathomable.

"How many years have passed, finally someone can accept the old man's inheritance."

The Panwu sage looked at Xia Ping with relief.

"Is there any treasure left behind?" Xia Ping asked curiously.

The sage Panwu stroked his gray beard and said, "I originally wanted to keep all the treasures, but in the ancient battle with the abyss monsters, I couldn't stand to back down. It was either death or life, the body fell, and all the treasures on my body were gone. .

However, treasures are just things outside the body, as long as one has enough strength, no treasure can be obtained, so the old man has left behind his lifelong martial arts skills, which is also a god-level unique skill to achieve him. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his big hand, and immediately dropped a stone slab from the void.

I saw many ancient words engraved on this stone slab, which seemed to contain an ancient scripture, possessing unimaginable power and supreme truth.

Xia Ping took a closer look, and saw that the title of this stone slab was written in large characters - "Pan Wu Zhen Jing".

"Well, this is what I have learned all my life. Now I leave it all to you. What achievements you will achieve in the future will all depend on you." Panwu Shengren projected a slight smile.

With a snap, after saying these words, before Xia Ping could say anything, his phantom collapsed in an instant, as if he had fulfilled his wish, so his projection also disappeared.

drop!

At this time, the voice of the system came out: "I found a god-level martial arts "Pan Wu Zhen Jing". May I ask if the host needs to accept the inheritance? This requires thirty hatred crystals?"

It really is a god-level unique skill!

Xia Ping nodded, this is also a matter of course, Pan Wu is so tyrannical, he must have got a god-level martial arts, so the martial arts cultivation is earth-shattering.

It seems that he has indeed grown stronger in this trial, and he is also very curious about the mystery of Panwu Saint's power. A mere thirty crystals of hatred are nothing to him.

"accept."

Thinking of this, Xia Ping immediately said.

Boom~~

The slate immediately lit up, as if it was quickly refined by a mysterious force, turned into streams of information, and turned into a white light, pouring into the depths of Xia Ping's mind.

Immediately, he felt a mysterious and ancient scripture in the depths of his mind, as if an ancient power was chanting, and every word represented the true meaning of the Dao, causing his blood to vibrate.

"I see."

After half an hour, Xia Ping showed a sudden look, he finally accepted this inheritance and comprehended the true meaning of Pan Wu Zhen Jing.

The Panwu Zhenjing was not much different from other martial arts at the beginning, but it was different from the Realm of Returning to the True Realm. It is a unique skill that becomes more terrifying in its later stages.

Practicing this unique technique, when you reach the Realm of Returning to the True Realm, you can split the primordial spirit, condense nine primordial spirits, condense nine purple mansion spaces, and accommodate majestic mana.

You must know that no matter how talented or evil a creature is, there will only be one primordial spirit and one Zifu space in a lifetime. Of course, due to the relationship between aptitude, cultivation skills, resources, etc., the size of the Zifu space and the primordial spirit are also different.

Maybe some monster races can have two or three primordial spirits, but that is also related to the physique of the race.

But the Panwu Zhenjing is different. It has a secret method that can split the primordial spirit. Each primordial spirit is the same as the main body, allowing the body to have nine purple mansion spaces.

This alone can make the practitioners who practice Panwu Zhenjing more than nine times the mana of ordinary practitioners, and even the nine primordial spirits merge with each other, grow rapidly, and the yin and yang will also cause each primordial spirit to compare with each other. Ordinary cultivators are ten times stronger.

Calculated in this way, the magic power of Panwu Saint is at least a hundred times that of practitioners of the same level.

It is conceivable that the horror of the Panwu sage is absolutely extraordinary.

If you fight a protracted battle with Panwu Saint, even if you exhaust the enemy, you will not be able to kill him.

However, although this unique art is powerful, it is extremely difficult to practice, and it requires extremely high aptitude, especially the soul power.

If the power of the soul does not exceed the vast majority of living beings, it will not be able to meet the requirements of cultivation, and it is impossible to succeed in cultivation.

Of course, in addition to the power of the soul, the body must also be strong enough, otherwise the soul is too strong, and the body will burst. The two are indispensable and must reach the peak height.

That's why the trial content of the Panwu Trial Tower is so difficult, far surpassing other trial towers, because it was set up by the Panwu Sage in order to find his own successor, which is naturally extraordinary.

From ancient times to today, only Xia Ping can pass the test of Panwu Saint.

And this is also unique, once passed, others will have no chance to get it.

"It's a big profit now."

Xia Ping clenched his fist and obtained the Pan Wu Zhen Jing, which will definitely make his combat power improve by leaps and bounds, and take it to a higher level.

But at this time, because Xia Ping passed the fifth-floor trial tower, the outside of the trial tower exploded.