Fantasy: Ten Thousand Times Stronger, I Have Thousands Of Magic Skills

"Too similar, similar to the ten magic arts of Good Fortune Immortal Sect, similar in form and spirit."

"The magic arts of the ten people correspond to the Five Elements Sword, Dao Slashing, Thousand Changes, Myriad Transformations, Light Chasing, Jiangshan, and Killing..."

"Zhou Lianhua and the others said that the sect created the ten magic arts to suppress the top ten Martial Artists."

"But the magic arts of the two are so similar."

"Is it that Good Fortune Immortal Sect is more skilled, studied the opponent's moves thoroughly, cracked and optimized them, and defeated the opponent with the opponent's moves?"

"Or did they just copy and paste and copy it..."

"If this second possibility is true, it will probably break the hearts of many disciples of Good Fortune Immortal Sect."

"Fortunately, I am living with Good Fortune Immortal Sect. It wants me to work for free, and I just want to use its magic arts for free. Hehe, this broken heart trouble will be left to others."

Qin Yu looked at the mural for a while. The top ten depicted on it Although the divine arts of the Martial Artist were only a few scribbled strokes, the charm was extremely vivid. The painter's Divine Ability was truly divine.

"The content of the mural is related to the Ten Great Divine Arts, so I'm really interested."

Qin Yu went up the stairs again, just like the third floor.

Qin Yu's divine thoughts were drawn to the murals on the fourth floor.

At this moment, the top ten Martial Artists dragged their tired bodies and left the Divine Ability Sea that they had been guarding.

They supported each other and appeared in front of a temple.

At the entrance of the temple, a watchdog was shocked by the aura on them and chose to pretend to sleep, as if you can do whatever you want.

At this moment, the Divine Ability of the top ten Martial Artists was broken, their realm was damaged, and they were covered with scars.

They were no longer invincible.

Ten people stood in front of the temple, looking up at the huge temple.

That temple was more than a thousand times larger than the one Qin Yu was in.

Qin Yu followed their sight and looked at the gate of the temple.

The words on the gate looked familiar to Qin Yu.

"The ancient words on it are very similar to those written on the temple of the Immortal Sovereign. Could it be that they are worshipping the same god?"

"Are the top ten Martial Artists going to ask this god for help?"

"How are they going to ask this god for help? What kind of sacrifices are they going to offer?"

As the next picture came, Qin Yu was speechless.

The top ten Martial Artists who entered the temple stole the statue inside without saying a word and ran away with it.

It didn't look like they were asking for help from the gods, but clearly they were here to steal things.

When they left, one of the top ten Martial Artists turned around and slapped the guard dog in the face.

How can you guard the door like this! I'd rather raise a dog than let you pretend to sleep.

Then he smiled and returned to the team.

Qin Yu thought this person was very interesting.

So he took another look at him.

At this moment, the man also looked at Qin Yu.

And nodded to Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was shocked.

What's going on! Has he been tricked by the mural again?

What kind of weird thing is this time?

Why didn't the warning spell on his body start?

Qin Yu suddenly retracted his mind into his body.

After checking, he found that he was not injured.

After confirming again and again, Qin Yu's mind entered the strokes again.

This time, Qin Yu changed his position to watch.

When the picture rolled to the big mouth, the man only nodded to the position where Qin Yu had stood before.

He didn't look at Qin Yu at the moment.

Qin Yu cursed: "This strong man who painted the mural is really a bad taste, doing this to scare people."

What Qin Yu didn't notice was.

The top ten Martial Artist who nodded to Qin Yu before had a faint smile on his lips.

The content of the mural swished into the next picture.

At this moment, the sun was setting, and the top ten Martial Artist was carrying the statue and running on the land.

Every rise and fall was a hundred miles away.

The statue was huge and golden, more dazzling than the sunset.

The top ten Martial Artists rushed as fast as they could, and the light-chasing technique wrapped around the statue, and everyone's speed was getting faster and faster.

Qin Yu looked from afar, and a thick breath of time was floating on the statue, so thick that it was visible to the naked eye.

It was pulled very long by the wind.

After mastering the Great Time River Technique, Qin Yu was very sensitive to the breath of time.

Seeing this picture, Qin Yu couldn't help but sigh: "The years of existence of this statue may be hundreds of millions of years. The breath of time has been stretched, which is a wonder. I admire it."

Because the statue has existed for countless years, the power of incense it has accumulated is too huge, making it extremely heavy.

The ten strong men who carried it were so powerful that they could break the world with a wave of their hands, but they were still suppressed and unable to fly. Even with the light-chasing technique to accelerate, they could only jump hundreds of miles on the ground before being pressed back to the ground.

Every time the ten people stepped on the void, there was a space crack.

Under the bombardment of one foot after another

At one time, the sky collapsed in the southwest, the ground sank in the northwest, the mountains collapsed, and the rivers flowed backwards.

It was really too heavy! Qin Yu was worried for them.

The huge fluctuations shook the universe, but still attracted countless enemies.

Among them, there were at least a thousand people who could compete with the top ten Martial Artists.

...

Unfortunately, the battle scene was not recorded.

Qin Yu felt sorry, the person who painted the mural was not nice enough.

In the next picture, there were only three top ten Martial Artists left. They stood on the sealed Divine Ability Sea. Next to them was the remaining part of the statue.

Most of the statue was lost in the war, and they only brought back a finger.

The faces of the three people were very calm. They began to use Divine Ability and built a temple with their own divine power.

They shaped a new statue and integrated the finger into it.

When the new statue was shaped, it shone brightly.

The power of faith in the finger was activated.

The three looked at each other, and their plan could be implemented.

They released the people who were taken into the small world for protection.

The mural ended here, and Qin Yu could not wait to go upstairs.

His divine thoughts followed into the fifth-floor mural.

The only three remaining top ten Martial Artists carved a large formation with the statue as the center of the formation.

Then one of them took out his own small world and wrapped the entire Divine Ability Sea.

The three people activated the formation, and the small world, driven by the power of the statue, escaped into the void, accelerated madly, and began a wandering journey.

A long wandering without a destination

A target that constantly changes its position is the most difficult to be discovered.

After doing all this, the three people summoned their tribesmen.

They explained the formation of the Divine Ability Sea barrier to them.

The Divine Ability Sea has been closed since then, and it may take tens of millions of years.

This is a helpless choice, but in order to preserve this Divine Ability Sea and their bloodlines, they have only this way.

After doing all this, the three people breathed a sigh of relief, and the wounds on their bodies began to crack.

The horrible Dao wounds instantly spread all over his body.

It was no longer possible to suppress them.

Qin Yu felt a sharp pain in his soul just by watching.

This was the wound of the Great Dao, which shattered the bodies and souls of the three of them.

The three knew that the time had come.

They walked out of the Divine Ability Sea and took a last look at this place of enlightenment.

They went straight to the battlefield without hesitation.

There was still a comrade left there.

A top ten Martial Artist who used the Infinite Technique.

Since he was ambushed, he summoned countless future selves.

From one against a hundred, to one against ten thousand, and finally to one against a million.

Finally, he summoned the last future self through the long river of time.

The future him was already gray-haired and his Lifespan was dry.

Fighting one against a million had exhausted his future.

But his face was still calm.

The three seriously injured comrades fell from the sky and stood shoulder to shoulder with him.