Chapter 390： Life in the sarcophagus (1/2)

Chapter Three Hundred and Ninety

After the ninth move was completed, Xiao Chao's thoughts shook and he returned to his body.

Looking at the stone statue of the Tianwu God, there was no luster at all, even the dark abyss was brightened, and Xiao Chao's vision was no longer obstructed.

"Ding, the player Xiao Chao comprehends Dongtianzhi."

"Ding, hesitate the guidance of the Heavenly Martial God, the Dongtian Finger has been elevated to the state of mastery!"

On Xiao Chao's phone, the system prompt appeared again.

"Unexpectedly, I hit the point of proficiency directly!"

Xiao Chao said in surprise.

It is extremely difficult to get started with the martial arts of the heavenly top grade.

For example, the three kills Xiao Chao learned from was just an introduction, and it took one or two months.

As for the martial arts of the heavenly rank, and it has achieved 9 tricks, it will be more difficult to get started than Jinghong Three Kills. Even a 5-star talent may take one or two years to get started.

In addition, the more critical point is that the dongtian finger consumes more energy. Starting from the fourth move, it will consume a huge amount of energy. Xiao Chao's current realm is no longer a beginner, and he does not even have the qualifications to learn.

But now, after special guidance from the Tianwu God stone statue, Xiao Chao directly elevated this martial art to the realm of mastery.

Xiao Chao took another look, and found that the experience needed to improve the Dongtian Finger was even more terrifying than Jinghong Three Kills.

"Proficiency is raised to the micro-level, it actually requires 9 million experience. Guiqiu a hundred unique *eyes* song

It seems that the stone statue of Tianwu God not only introduced me to one or two years, but also saved me a lot of experience!

It's a pity that it made me unable to record the entire martial arts, but it was a bit regretful. "

Thinking of this, Xiao Chao immediately respectfully said to the stone statue of Tianwu God.

"Thank you Patriarch for your guidance!"

Xiao Chaodao.

The Tianwu God stone statue did not speak, as if it had no strength to speak, and the breath on his body was on the verge of collapse.

When Xiao Chao saw it, he also showed a sad expression.

laugh.

At this moment, a ray of light flashed again on the stone statue of Tianwu God, the palm of his hand was caught in the abyss, and thousands of black hair appeared on the palm of his hand.

These black hairs are the hair of the gods, the innocence in it has been wiped out, but the hair still exists.

The black hair gathered in the palm of his hand, and Tian Wushen faced the black hair a little, and the last black fingerprint that rose was injected into the black hair.

This fingerprint is extremely condensed, like a black star.

Before, Xiao Chao didn't know him, but got the guidance of the Tianwu God stone statue. After learning the Dongtian Finger, he immediately recognized that this move was the sixth finger of the Dongtian, Broken Star.

Xiao Chao immediately understood that the Tianwu God stone statue exhausted the last bit of true energy and made a magical power for him to save his life. At the same time, it was also to exhaust all the true energy in the source stone of the dark world.

Because Tianwu Shen didn't actively exhaust these powers, and let his true energy dissipate slowly, he might still exist for a hundred years. As a result, Xiao Chaoke couldn't use the Dark Realm Source Stone as the core of the battle body.

Although the **** of Tianwu was dead long ago, and there was only the remaining true energy in front of him, the teaching of internal strength and heavenly martial arts was even more exhausting for guidance. This was something Xiao Chao had never encountered before.

"The patriarch has great kindness, the disciples have nothing to pay for, please be worshipped by the disciples!"

Xiao Chao fell to his knees sincerely and knocked his head three times. In his heart, he regarded Tianwu God as a master.

After that, Xiao Chao patiently waited for half a cup of tea. The black hair held in the hands of the Tianwu God stone statue formed a black rope in which the sixth finger of Dongtian was stored.

Boom.

The stone statue of Tianwu God also fell down at the same time, without any spirituality.