Chapter 594： The inheritance of the Palace Master of the True Dragon Academy!

Although the Sun God Child has three small realms of silence, the level of the cultivation technique of silent cultivation is higher than that of him, and the Tao Yuan of the two is not much different.

On supernatural powers, they all touched the boundary of the nine-class supernatural powers, and they were only a few steps away from the real breakthrough. Although the three-fold door of the silent emptiness of the enchanting technique was mysterious, it was still short of the sun goddess who made all-out efforts.

So in this battle, the real decisive point is the battle between spirit and spirit!

It is a pity that although the Sun God Child received the evil spirit symbolizing the Avenue of Death, although shocked the world, under the vigorous vitality of the silent innate spirit, there is still a big gap.

In this battle, even though the Sun Godzi tried his best and tried his best, he was finally defeated by the silent hands.

He who suppressed the realm and waited for the same battle was not silent to his opponent, he who surpassed the three small realms of silence was still defeated by this man!

This doesn't need to explain anything, young people in this life, not to mention other regions of the Destiny Continent, within the jurisdiction of Wutianjiao, silence is the number one deserved!

"Go in the main hall!"

Silence no longer looks at the Sun God Child. Although this opponent is very strong, it does not stop there. Whether it is the Da Chu Empire’s Blade Soul, Xiao Yao, or Feng Xing Yu and Lin Wudi among the hundreds of countries, although they all follow him. The strength of the war, but after a fight, he can no longer keep up with his footsteps.

Sun God is no exception!

The sword of silence shattered the guardian light outside the main hall of the Supreme Heavenly Palace, and attracted Bai Zhiye.

"I'm sorry..." Bai Zhiye was a little bit ashamed, silent and arrogant in the world, whether it was the combination of Feng Xingyu and the sun **** son of the same realm, or the sun **** son who no longer suppressed, she was not his opponent, and she was a silent female companion. But it was a bit unbearable.

Although she also got a lot of opportunities in the Supreme Heavenly Palace, she even perfected two or eight supernatural powers.

But her background was still too bad, she was stretched everywhere in the battle with Que Yan'er, and she really had the reputation of being silent.

"You have just entered the big stage of the Destiny Continent with such combat power. It is already very good. Given time, there will not be many women who can surpass you." Silent smile, his words were not groundless, but Bai Zhi Yezhen Shows this potential.

He held the beauty and walked into the main hall, and no one dared to stop behind him.

The main hall of the Supreme Heavenly Palace is similar to a preaching hall. Outside the dojo, the main seat is suspended, and there are dozens of white jade futons below.

"Here is a block of the Palace Master's divine mind. How much you can get depends on your own." A little light entered the silent body, Long Ying's voice was a little low, but it also contained certain expectations.

He saw the battle outside the main hall, and the silence did not disappoint his trust. Before accepting the inheritance of the palace lord, he truly sat firmly on the throne of the first person of his generation!

There are many futons in the main hall. Only 18 people have entered the Supreme Palace, and now there are only 14 left, so there is no need to fight for it. Silent saw the Palace Master of the True Dragon Academy in a dream, and felt that it was not. A narrow-minded person.

All the disciples above the futon, he will naturally treat them equally.

As soon as he was seated, he heard some misty voices in silence, as if someone was preaching in his mind, and every voice was like a wandering dragon, running around in his mind.

Silent glanced around and found that there were as many as one hundred and eight thousand.

Daoyin suddenly changed, and Youlong became a white tiger, and a rush of murderous air rushed towards his face. If his mind was a little bit close, he would be forced out of the state of listening and lost this extraordinary opportunity.

In fact, it was true. The only remaining old man from the Golden Ape Nation couldn't bear the slaughter, bleeding from his seven orifices and was shaken out of the white jade futon.

His brows were frowned, and he carefully recalled the one hundred and eight thousand dragon characters in the first act, but found that he didn't remember anything. As if he had never heard of it, the memory of Youlong gradually receded in his mind.

His face suddenly darkened, looking at the thirteen people who were solemnly meditating on the white jade futon, he couldn't help but feel murderous in his heart.

What he can't get, no one else can expect to get it!

But after carefully weighing the gap between him and the others, he still suppressed the unwillingness in his heart and could only leave with his tail caught.

"The Supreme Heavenly Palace was born, and the inheritance of the palace lord of the True Dragon Learning Palace appeared. This must be a rare event in thousands of years. I must go out quickly and inform the lord to **** it!" The old man of the golden ape country looked back at the main hall. All of you, the sights stayed especially on Shen Mo for a long time, and some of them disappeared to the horizon.

The characters of the Baihu tribe are much less than those of the Shenlong tribe, only one hundred thousand.

Next came the Tianpeng tribe, Phoenix tribe, Lightning Bird tribe, Jiuyou Scorpion tribe, Qilin tribe, Jinwu tribe... the ten major **** tribe characters appeared one by one, but they were in a state of declining gradually. To the last Xuanwu tribe characters, only Ten thousand.

But this is not over yet. The characters of the 10,000 Xuanwu tribes have changed again, the Golden Winged Dapeng tribe, the God Ape tribe, the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox tribe, the Dark Demon Dragon tribe, the Flood Dragon tribe...

The evolution of the text is accompanied by the changes in the magical skills of the various races. The powerful characters can see the great power of the ancient ten thousand tribes, while the weak ones are hard to gain, because they do not have the aura of the ten thousand tribes, and it is difficult to comprehend that one. The character of the palace lord of the True Dragon Academy.

With the continuous evolution of writing and the impact of the power of various races, there are fewer and fewer people on the white jade futon. After twelve, eleven, ten... after the writings of the ten ancient gods, there are only six silent people on the white jade futon. Up.

Que Yan'er, who was overwhelmed by the power of Xuanwu, looked at the six people with bitter smiles. After she returned to her ancestors, she was very conceited for a long time. Until now, she really sees the relationship between herself and the strongest. gap.

However, compared to other people's muddle-headedness, she still had something to gain, at least seeing more possibilities from the Phoenix Divine Art, and her understanding of Suzaku's Ten Strikes was more profound.

Before entering the main hall, she could only perform five strikes at most, but now, she can calmly perform the seventh strike of the Vermillion Bird Divine Art, and she has some feelings about the eighth strike.

Just a preaching has caused her strength to degenerate several times. This is because this supreme is only a true dragon clan. It is hard to imagine how strong he was at his peak?

"For us, listening to the Supreme Preach is just a rare opportunity, but for them, it is an opportunity to shorten or lengthen the distance between each other."

Que Yan'er, Tang Yan, Bai Zhiye, Chen Liu and others looked at each other, Silent, Sun God, Feng Xingyu, Lian Gongzi, Xiao Yao, and Lin Wudi, who were still listening to the sermon. There was something deep in their eyes. Worry.