Chapter 352： Seven-class magical powers, open heaven fist!

Fengyun Supreme Burial Ground, in the Refining Valley.

The high-altitude fire burns thousands of miles, and the closer it is to the center, the higher the temperature, especially a group of crimson flames that is the most eye-catching, as if even the second layer of void space is about to burn, and the surrounding flames are distorted.

The warriors in the distance felt pain in their eyes just by looking at them. Even though their strength was high, they were at too low a level. Facing high-level power, they could only sigh with joy.

In the crimson flames, silence cross-legged and closed eyes, as if asleep, practicing in-depth cultivation at this critical moment.

"Open the sky fist, pay attention to even if the sky is pressed down, I have to straighten my body and break it with a punch, but anyone can say anything, the key is...Say it! Do it!"

Silently recalled the scene when he created the open sky boxing. At that time, he was just to temper one of his own boxing techniques, so as to practice in front of the space cracks, and march forward boldly against the pouring void power, punch after punch. , To fight the void force back again and again!

When he stepped within twenty feet of the void crack, a little aura blessed the soul, he stepped another ten feet, and finally turned that aura into reality, and achieved this physical type of fist!

It is one thing to make a declaration, and another to make a declaration of achievement. Although the intention of silence is high, it is limited by his vision, realm, and wisdom at the time, but it is not enough to achieve all the punches he wants. Play it out and push it to the height of fourth-class magical powers only after reaching the sky.

Later, he broke through the Heaven-removing Realm in silence, and experienced the battle of the Qianlong Secret Realm, and Kaitian Fist was constantly improved by him, reaching the level of sixth-class magical powers.

But this is not enough!

"Sixth-class magical powers are still in the category of trails. My fist will be too high. If only become trails, I would be too wronged."

Although in the real fire of the main road, there is a risk of destruction at any time, but there is peace in the silent heart, as if being out of the way, viewing the catastrophe from the perspective of a bystander.

This kind of state of mind is very rare. Even the strong at the pinnacle of the law realm may not have it, but in the battle of the four quasi-emperors, the silence was like a lone boat in the storm, life and death were not in their control, they could be strong. Exercise yourself to calm down and practice.

It is not difficult for him to control his own destiny and keep calm now.

The void in the Great Chu Empire appeared in the silent mind, the scene of the four quasi-emperors fighting, that scene he will never forget in his life, never thought that "Tao" is so simple, but it is so Aowei!

Fang Praruo’s fingers, Xiao Baiyi’s sleeves, the sword light of the Supreme Sword Sect Master, the sword aura of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect Master... In that battle, the four quasi-emperors did not actually kill each other, just a simple test, but yes. The silence at that time and even now is enough for him to remember all his life.

"The birth of a technique, martial skill, and supernatural power requires sufficient vision, realm and wisdom. The warriors of the Xuanyuan realm do not have the qualifications to create supernatural powers. I created the Open Sky Fist by coincidence. That scene cannot be copied. !"

Silent and pondered. With his current vision, realm, and wisdom, it is already the limit to create a six-level magical power. Looking at the world-shaking realm of 100,000 or even millions of years, few people can match it, let alone anyone can. Beyond.

"But it's not enough. Only if I develop a seventh-class magical power can I solve this game!"

He held his breath, as if on a pilgrimage, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, "My realm can't be improved, and my wisdom can't be improved in a short period of time. Only my vision is not the limit!"

Witnessing or even touching the four great quasi-emperors at close range made the silence feel deep. Even so long in the past, the mystery of that battle has not been completely digested.

"Three thousand six hundred kinds of avenues actually already contain seven thousand two hundred kinds of trails. Each kind of trail is a branch of the tree of the avenue. Although I don’t understand the avenue, if I use the trail to reverse the avenue, I can see To a hint of mystery..."

It is a well-known truth that everyone knows how to prove the Dao by a small path, but it is extremely difficult to act. It is almost impossible for the warriors below the quasi-emperor realm.

First, you need to understand all the branches of the Tao tree. Second, you must have the opportunity to see the power of the Tao tree's trunk and the strength to remember that power.

Wu Touwei, only after seeing the head, is he qualified to touch the fuzzy line, and it is possible to penetrate the connection between the trail and the avenue!

There are nearly two hundred kinds of silent and consummated Dao, which can be said to be the highest in the heavenly realm. He has also seen the four great quasi-emperor realms fought and remembered that power.

Now, he wants to run through the trails he has understood with the avenues of the four quasi-emperor realms, and push forward his own avenue!

This requires the use of all his wisdom and all his energy, and it may not necessarily be achieved!

Silence wanted to break through the law and try again, but now he can't tolerate him shrinking and being eroded into the body by the real fire of the Great Dao. If he no longer comprehends a seventh-class magical power, he is likely to die on the spot!

"I was on the wrong path before. Kaitian fist is not actually fist, but an unyielding spirit, a will to fight in the face of the pressure of heaven. The important thing is not the fist, but the mind. The meaning of strength!"

The more silent you think about the quasi-imperial battle, the deeper the understanding in your heart. All the great avenues have no specific shapes, they are all contests of intentions. Although Fang Banruo and Xiao Baiyi and others did not show the will of boxing, they all contain power.

"The powers are all interlinked. I use the power contained in Zhundi Dao as a guide to connect Kaitian Quan Dao, so as to reverse the pure power Dao road and walk out of the path that belongs to me alone!"

Following his analysis of the quasi-emperor war, he constantly improved his vision of the avenue. Finally, he touched the line and found the common ground of the power of Kaitian Quan and Fang Prajna!

"I found it!"

Silent eyes suddenly opened, and his left eye seemed to hide an elegant middle-aged man in a black robe. His finger speed was very slow, as if it contained the principles of heaven and earth, and people would sink into it at the first glance and couldn't help themselves.

In his right eye, there was a figure of himself punching. Open the sky boxing is different in his hands. It is not only the punches, but also the swords, mountains and rivers, which has a kind of atmosphere.

However, although the external form of this punch has changed, the spirit and spirit within it remains the same.

Standing up silently, his spine was straight, it seemed that the sky would not bend when the sky fell, Fang Praruo in his left eye and himself in his right eye gradually disappeared, and he randomly punched that shocking punch.

Open the sky, open the sky with one punch!

Seven magical powers!