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Zhang Debiao didn't know that the elders of Tu Meng had such great expectations for him. Now he is a second-level barbarian fighter. He can only release his fighting spirit and form a sword light. He is still far away from the realm of Dou Sheng. .
Dou Sheng, that is a terrifyingly powerful existence, even the holy magister and sword master are much inferior to Dou Sheng. Man's savage fighting spirit evolved from savage strength, which is far more domineering and wild than the acquired fighting spirit of other races!
A pinnacle fighter is enough to withstand the siege of two or three pinnacle sword masters!
Zhang Debiao walked into the giant mouth of the dragon tortoise, walked inward along its throat passage, and reached the end of the passage about twenty meters away, and saw a faint magic vortex appearing in front of him. The magical vortexes in the vortex are similar, but the color is different. Pure blue stands in the passage, and it is smaller, like a portal to other worlds.
Zhang Debiao was secretly curious, and walked into the magic vortex, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he came to an unknown independent space. This space is about less than one mile in radius. There are forty or fifty huge night pearls hanging in the sky, like the sun, shining brightly, but there is nothing on the ground, and it is desolate and silent.
"This is a demiplane!" Zhang Debiao looked at the world in a daze, and suddenly remembered the record of the demiplane in a magic book in the Star Academy Library, and couldn't help exclaiming.
That magic book mainly talks about some ancient legends and anecdotes, many of which are non-existent things, and there are descriptions about demiplanes. It is written in the book that the demiplane is formed after the death of monsters that have reached the legendary level or even the demigod level. The magic power of these monsters does not dissipate after death, enough to support a space, and their muscles, bones, and membranes have been tempered to be extremely hard. It will not be corrupted or changed for thousands of years, making this space more stable.
The more powerful those monsters were during their lifetime, the more stable the demiplane formed after death, and the wider the space.
When Zhang Debiao read this book, he only regarded it as entertainment in his spare time, and he didn't believe it at all. Who knew that there was a demiplane in front of him, and those night pearls in the sky were probably the magic core orbs formed by the condensed magic power of the dragon tortoise. !
This dragon tortoise reached the legendary level during his lifetime, and the half-plane formed after his death is not very huge. Compared with the independent space of the abyss, the space range of about one mile is of course far inferior, but only this half-plane On the other hand, the temple of Tanya is enough to be called a holy place!
The abyss has nine independent spaces, and each space can be called a world, where all things multiply and live. However, the demiplane does not have this function and cannot support all things to multiply. It is just dead silent.
"Our barbarians in southern Xinjiang are worthy of being the birthplace of fighting spirit. The heritage of the Tanya Temple far surpasses that of the Silver Moon Giant Wolf Temple. It even has such magical things as the half-plane! However, what Elder Tumeng said about fighting Holy Martial Arts, where is it?"
Zhang Debiao looked around and saw this demiplane at a glance, let alone fighting qi and martial arts cheats, he couldn't even find an ant!
"It's no wonder that Elder Titan would vomit blood when he came here. There is no fighting spirit martial arts here at all. Elder Titan was obviously vomiting blood due to anger"
Zhang Debiao walked towards the depths of this demiplane, and suddenly he seemed to feel something was wrong, so he stopped quickly.
I saw a place more than ten meters away in front of him, suddenly the wind and cloud converged, and there was a loud crack, and the ground forcibly split a long and narrow ditch that was 100 meters long and more than ten meters deep!
Immediately afterwards, this deep ditch was quickly closed under the action of the demiplane and disappeared.
"What's this?"
Zhang Debiao was so surprised that he hurriedly avoided this area. Not far away, he encountered another terrifying scene. This time, it wasn't the ground that suffered, but the space was broken, as if the space was torn apart by someone with a big sword!
Then, the torn space was healed again under the action of the demiplane, as if nothing had happened.
He walked through twelve places, and encountered twelve kinds of visions. It seemed that there was an invisible master who condensed his spirit and used weapons such as swords, guns, knives, axes, and even fists to exert himself with all his strength. The strongest move!
Zhang Debiao finally walked through the demiplane, and found that only these twelve places had this kind of vision, and the other places were lifeless, so he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
"These twelve kinds of visions are probably the martial arts left by the twelve fighting saints that Elder Tumeng said. These fighting saints forced their fists into the space of the demiplane, leaving their spirit Branding, let future generations observe. Their fists are so strong that they will not disperse for tens of thousands of years!""Is this the power of Dou Sheng?"
This kind of power has already escaped the scope of human beings, almost gods!
"What the Twelve Fighting Saints want their descendants to learn is probably not their own martial arts, but to let them realize their own boxing intentions, their own boxing gods! I have searched all the books and couldn't find anything, and finally Found it here!"
Zhang Debiao was ecstatic. There are three most important things in practicing fighting qi, namely, essence, qi, and spirit.
Essence is spiritual power, qi is battle qi, and god is the most illusory. Ten thousand people who practice battle qi may not be able to find their own god!
When Zhang Debiao was fighting against the Hogan Chamber of Commerce, he accidentally entered that realm, and only then did he come into contact with God. After reading a lot of books, he never found a description of God.
The "spirit" of spirit and spirit can only be felt, but cannot be expressed in words. Zhang Debiao has never encountered that kind of state since he entered that state.
Now, in the holy place of martial arts of the barbarians, he finally saw this mysterious realm again, and it was the fist spirit and fist god left by the twelve fighting saints!
The twelve sages of the barbarians condensed their own gods, and then drove the gods into the space of the demiplane, so that it would not dissipate for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years!
Their boxing spirit is so strong that it seems that they will never stop, showing the unfathomable realm to the latecomers over and over again, hoping that the latecomers can also understand their own spirit!
"At the level of the Twelve Fighting Saints, they no longer have faith. They don't believe in the goddess Tanya, nor the goddess of life. They only believe in themselves and their fighting spirit, because they themselves are the gods in their hearts! All other gods, It's all vain!"
Zhang Debiao gasped for a few breaths, and forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart. In the eyes of other barbarians, this kind of thinking is absolutely rebellious, but he took it for granted, thinking: "Although I understand this, how can I see it?" The gods of the predecessors and sages, how to grasp their gods is the key!"
It is one thing to understand the meaning of the predecessors and sages, but another to grasp the abilities of the predecessors and sages. Although Zhang Debiao understands what these visions are, he is at a loss as to how to see them and grasp them.
"It's no wonder that Elder Titan vomits blood when he comes here. Although there are the fists of the Twelve Fighting Saints, it is really difficult to understand them." Zhang Debiao sat down slowly, thinking: "Elder Tumeng How did you see the god of the Twelve Fighting Saints? It's a pity he didn't tell me clearly"
The poor little barbarian didn't know at all. Elder Tumon Maitreya didn't realize that kind of artistic conception at all. The old man was just bragging for the sake of face. Anyway, bragging doesn't cost money.
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