Chen Fei practiced his whole life, and his skills and magical powers were extremely chaotic.

But a few years ago, he integrated what he learned throughout his life and combined it into four moves, namely the One Yang Finger, the Life and Death Seal, the Thousand-Red Palm and the Soul-Surface Eye.

With only these four moves, he only knows these four moves now. These four moves are also his peak work. They not only contain powerful energy, but also bless various laws, spirits, etc.

Just now, I turned around and pointed, which was one yang finger among the four supernatural powers. This finger, one yang finger, one yang finger, and one yang finger, is absolutely the finger to destroy yang.

Therefore, even if the twelve realms and eleven kalpas of Song Gong had great skills, he could not resist this finger, because in this finger, the power of the world, the power of eternal life, and the power of various laws were all integrated.

Mr. Song was destroyed on the spot, and even the scum was not left behind.

To be honest, the eleven disasters have no harm to him now.

As soon as Mr. Song died, everyone retreated, dumbfounded because it was so scary that an existence at the same level as them was another sneak attack, but the young man actually killed him with one finger?

What kind of cultivation is this?

"Who else wants to stop me? Quyi of Daozong?" Chen Fei looked at the Daozong Quyi who was calling the most. Although he didn't want to be hostile to Daozong, he immediately found that the people of Daozong were all arrogant.

So he didn't mind being enemies with Daozong.

When Qu Yi heard Chen Fei call him, his hair suddenly stood up all of a sudden, and his forehead was covered with sweat. Naturally, he reacted and immediately bowed and said, "I dare not, don't dare, Mr. Ren, please, please."

"What about you? Do you have any opinions?" Chen Fei said coldly.

"No...no..." Several people stuttered because they were still in shock.

Chen Fei turned around and stepped into the altar in one step!

As soon as he left, the remaining twelve people took a breath, and Mr. Xu even stumbled: "This person has such a profound cultivation level, and he is definitely a person who has survived the twelve sublimation disasters."

"Maybe even higher, it has been completed by the twelve kalpas." Miss Bing said in fear.

There are only three left in the four major families, when Mr. Song died, so Mr. Lu, Yue and Duke Zhou all looked ugly. At the same time, he also secretly blamed Mr. Song for his death. You said that you can do anything, Qu Yi is going to take action, but you are snatched by others. That's great, Qu Yi is fine, but your Duke Song is dead.

Logically speaking, Qu Yi should have died, but Duke Song blocked the great disaster for him.

"Hehe, what a Ren Wo Xing, this person is interesting, interesting!" The monk Yi Jie laughed, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes.

"What should I do now?" The wandering cultivator looked at everyone with big eyes.

"High cultivation does not mean that you can pass the twelve levels. Humph, it does not mean that he will definitely get the Heavenly Book!" Qu Yi shouted again, snorted coldly, completely losing the humble voice he had just now.

"The Lord Qu said it well." Sister Hua of the Demon Sect smiled gently and said, "Since it is a real altar, then after the fifth level, you will be murderous step by step. With him in front, maybe we can still find a gap!"

"Yes." Everyone's eyes lit up. With such a master taking the lead, the danger coefficient will be much smaller when they follow.

Doesn’t this person like to pretend to be B? Isn’t it that people don’t offend me, and I won’t offend me?

Then we will not offend you, and we can even curry favor with you, please and provide for you, but you have to walk in front of you.

None of them were fools. After understanding this festival, they all smiled when they looked at each other and then quickly entered the altar.

As for whether they can grab the Book of Heaven in the end, and who will be robbed by it, it depends on luck, fate, destiny, and strength.

The Gravity Altar is no different from the Five Spirit Altar, but the gravity suppression here is millions of times stronger than the Five Spirit Altar.

On the first floor, Chen Fei felt the feeling of a hundred thousand mountains pressing down.

However, he had already entered the altar several times and knew how to fight the transformation gravity, so he didn't take much effort and quickly walked to the bottom of the first teleportation altar.

This teleportation altar is exactly the same as the altar on the Muling Continent. It is very ancient and surrounded by gravity. It seems that no one has destroyed this altar since ancient times.

He scratched his chin, and the altar would probably be hollow, and there might be treasures.

And at this moment, footsteps sounded behind him, and the twelve super good players were not willing to fall behind and came behind Chen Fei!

"Young Master Ren, you have offended many times before, and everyone can get the heavenly books. It's because I'm obsessed with it." Qu Yi apologized in person, but the meaning of the words is that if you have a strong cultivation level, you can rob the heavenly books. Our cultivation level is weak, but we can also rob it!

But now I'm just looking for you!

"Yes, Mr. Song takes it for himself, Mr. Ren, don't blame me." Mr. Zhou clasped his fists and said.

"Young Master, I guess it's your first time to come to the Gravity Altar? After the second floor, the location of the altar is difficult to find. Let's take you with you, can you take care of me along the way?" The girl Bing in the cultivator said with a smile.

"Yes, there is one of the teleportation altars behind it even under the water. If you haven't been here before, it will waste some time!" someone immediately echoed.

"Okay, let's go together, but..." Chen Fei thought for a while and said, "Don't stop me!"

"Uh... stop you?"

"Young Master is kidding..."

Everyone is puzzled. Who dares to stop you? Why are you stopping you?

At this moment, Chen Fei slapped the stone wall of the altar with his palm. The power of the world burst out, and the power of the thousand palms was like a stack of waves. With a bang, the stone wall broke a big hole!

I'm afraid no one wants to destroy this altar, but not everyone can break it. Chen Fei's ability to break it back then was the power of the World Sword. If he had other magic weapons, other powers might not have been pushed down or broken.

Now, although Chen Fei did not use the colorful divine sword, his palm power can use the powerful energy from the Tongtian Tree at any time, so it is also the power of the world.

Therefore, destroying an altar is nothing.

"Well……"

"ah……"

"this……"

"Oh my God... this... is there empty under this platform?"

“What’s going on?”

Even though the twelve masters entered the gravity altar countless times, they couldn't help but lose it at this time. They had come in too many times, and had never thought about destroying the base of the altar.

And when the base is broken, it is hollow inside, and there seems to be a different world inside?

When Chen Fei was not able to react, he suddenly sucked something in his hand, and then something was sucked into his hand in the base of the gray mist!

"Wow~" The twelve strong men were so upset that they were sucked out, because they were sucked out, which turned out to be a big sword with a black mouth. The blade of the sword shone brightly and was extremely cold!

"It's Wuya Tiandao, how could the sky be here?" At this time, Duke Zhou screamed. He was an indigenous person of the Gravity Continent, and he knew the most about the treasures and history of the Gravity Continent!

The Wuya Tiansword is the product of legends and myths. The black Wuya Tiansword, with supreme gravity, can cut through everything in the world!

However, after all, it was a legend, and no one knew where Wuya Tiandao was!

However, now this Wuya Tianshao is actually under the base of the first altar?
Chapter completed!