Crazy!

The last sentence that fell from Ye Wu's gap was simply too crazy!

But countless false gods immediately recalled everything that had just happened, and their eyes subconsciously looked at the motionless Jueming in the void, and suddenly felt that this was not crazy, but real... As it should be!

Because the various performances of this man carrying the tripod really proved his unparalleled terrifying strength and unfathomable energy.

To estimate how strong a creature is, sometimes you need to look at his opponent.

Jueming! The

descendant of the legendary "Unrivaled Sword God" tens of thousands of years ago, the Jueshen Sword in his hand is invincible, there is no doubt about it.

The power of the terrifying "Killing God Sword" is even more unquestionable!

The false gods who felt that sword were all trembling and frightened.

But the man carrying the tripod blocked it with one finger!

What else is there to say?

"Unheard of strange strong man! Now he has appeared in the Temple of Origin! It's really eye-opening!"

At this time, a false god finally couldn't help but speak, with a tone full of amazement.

"This is bound to happen! Every time the Origin Temple opens, some invincible strong men will rise up and become famous!"

"Some powerful creatures like to show their supreme power in the spotlight of opportunities and fortunes, and become famous in the endless void!"

"We don't even know his name?"

"This man blocked Jueming's peak sword with one finger. This kind of power is like a demon god! And he carries a huge tripod on his back..."

"Why not call him 'Demon God Carrying Tripod' for the time being! Concise and to the point!"

"Demon God Carrying Tripod!"

"Although it's special, it's on point!"

...

Many false gods talked about it and were amazed. In the end, Ye Wuque's name "Demon God Carrying Tripod" spread like wildfire and began to spread rapidly.

In the void.

At this time, Jueming had come back to his senses. Although his face was still pale, he was no longer decadent. Instead, he became energetic again, and the light in his eyes was unprecedentedly blazing and bright!

Looking at the cave, the direction where Ye Wuque disappeared, Jueming held the Absolute Divine Sword tightly in his hand!

"Killing with a sword... I will definitely understand it!"

"I won't let you down!"

"As expected! Don't underestimate any living creature. There are people beyond the sky. The real strong must always be in awe, only then can they be qualified to catch up!"

After this battle, Jueming was not frustrated at all, but seemed to be polished more deeply by a grindstone.

In an instant, his temperament even changed.

From the original sharp edge, it seemed to become more restrained, as if he was wearing a scabbard.

"The Temple of Origin... The place where infinite opportunities for creation are located. Here, maybe I can find the opportunity that belongs to me!"

Immediately, Jueming no longer stayed and disappeared in one direction.

He was a pure sword cultivator, and was obviously not interested in the "one hundred and eight kinds of heaven and earth elemental forces", and only took his own way.

As Jueming left, the tens of thousands of false gods blocking the cave dispersed at the same time and chose to go to the other elemental force caves.

This cave now belongs to the "Demon God with the Tripod", and no one dares to go in and compete with him for it, and no one wants to die!

Inside the cave. There was

a dead silence.

At this moment, Ye Wuque was walking in a dim passage and could not hear any sound.

But the unique breath of the "Innate Purple Thunder God's Qi" was faintly blowing in his face, as if guiding the creatures entering this cave.

Gradually, the passage under Ye Wuque's feet

gradually became wider, and the originally dark environment began to be illuminated.

He has now gone deep underground.

Soon, the eyes suddenly opened up, and an ancient and mysterious underground square appeared!

On the walls around the square, there are murals depicting vicissitudes of life, all kinds of lightning and thunder, which seem to record various kinds of thunder, constantly interweaving with each other.

In the end, on the last and largest mural, the "Innate Purple Thunder God's Qi" was condensed.

"The birth and origin of the Innate Purple Thunder God's Qi?"

Ye Wuque looked at the mural from a distance, thinking.

And right in front of this underground square, there is a huge three-story platform, shaped like a storm piled up together.

Each layer is higher than the previous one, and each layer is more majestic than the previous one.

The top layer, the highest point, is now surging with a huge light source!

It is a group of "Innate Purple Thunder God Qi", exuding a very masculine and powerful aura!

Without hesitation, Ye Wuque took a step forward.

His figure landed directly on the first layer.

When he wanted to go up again...

Buzz!

Ye Wuque immediately felt a strong resistance, as if he could only be allowed to stay on the first platform for the time being.

Swish!

Immediately afterwards, a series of strange human-shaped figures appeared out of thin air on the first platform!

Crackling!

The moment these human-shaped figures appeared, lightning and thunder roared, bombarding all directions, as if they were wrapped in endless thunder.

At a glance, you can find that they are not people at all, but human-shaped lightning!

Each human-shaped lightning exudes a powerful aura, enveloping Ye Wuque.

Rumble!

The next moment, these human-shaped lightnings attacked Ye Wuque without hesitation, and wherever they passed, the void

collapsed, magnificent.

"Test?"

Ye Wuque immediately understood.

Obviously, in order to obtain this "Innate Purple Thunder God Qi", one needs to go through some tests, and it is not something that can be obtained casually.

Between the lightning and thunder, eighteen huge "thunder balls" condensed out, each of which was ten thousand feet in size, covering from eighteen directions with magnificent power!

In an instant, Ye Wuque was submerged in it.

Boom!

Endless thunder exploded, and the power fluctuations of destroying the world spread from the first-level platform to all directions. The entire ancient square was beating with terrible thunder power, which was daunting. As

the lightning dissipated, Ye Wuque's figure slowly reappeared on the first-level platform.

He still stood there, his face calm, and there was no change in his body.

"These human-shaped lightnings combined together are enough to match the strength of a legendary pseudo-god..."

Even if ordinary pseudo-gods come in, they can hardly resist alone. It's simply suicide. They need to unite and defeat them one by one to have a chance to pass this level. With

a faint word, Ye Wuque stretched out his right hand lightly!

And the eighteen human-shaped lightnings once again surged with terrifying power and continued to pounce on Ye Wuque!

He swung his five fingers and clenched them into fists.

He punched and swept!

Boom!

The entire first-floor platform was like a world-destroying storm, sweeping everything away.

The eighteen human-shaped lightning bolts in the void were instantly shattered into pieces, directly crushed into nothingness, and completely destroyed in the void.

Ye Wuque retracted his right fist.

He took a step forward.

Sure enough!

The strong resistance had disappeared, and he instantly and steadily landed on the second-floor platform.

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