"Boom!"

The mysterious black book flashed, and suddenly a mysterious and powerful aura rose.

On the dark cover, two mysterious golden fonts suddenly appeared, countless rhymes permeated, the heaven and earth were quiet, and an invisible momentum swept across the sky.

At this moment, Wang An felt his whole body trembling, and all the secrets seemed to be fully visible at this moment, exposed between heaven and earth.

The Eight Desolate Sky Tower seemed to have some senses, trembling slightly, and a powerful aura radiated, flowing through his body, and all the discomfort disappeared suddenly.

The inspiration that had entered Wang An's body before, after circling around in his body, strangely entered his sea of ​​consciousness.

“Buzz!”

A heavy pressure suddenly came from the spiritual consciousness, and a large amount of information poured into the sea of ​​consciousness. The entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled wildly and buzzed at this moment.

A masterpiece of inspiration on black books, two golden characters radiate golden lights, pouring into Wang An's sea of ​​consciousness.

Books, people, golden balls!

This space is silent, and the three scattered lights are intertwined, hazy.

Wang An frowned, his face was ferocious, and his forehead was exposed, as if he had endured great pain.

As time went by, a mysterious aura emanated from his body. This aura seemed to be like the power of the great way, but it was separated from the power of the Tao, and seemed to come from fate, a force that can guess the birth, old age, sickness, death, rise, decline, honor and disgrace of all things.

"boom!"

The purple air was three thousand, and its momentum was soaring to the sky. Wang An suddenly opened his eyes. As his eyes opened and closed, an invisible aura rolled in. This aura seemed to be able to capture the traces of fate through the long river of time.

What kind of eyes are they? The Taoist rhyme rolls, the runes are hidden, and the golden light floats, making people frightened and extremely frightened when they see it.

"Ask the Sky! In the vast geography, look up at astronomy and geography... Ask the sky and the earth, you will know the mystery of the way of heaven..."

Wang An stared at the black book and murmured with excitement.

This book is actually a book of the inheritance of fate. Every monk always tries his best to see the secrets of heaven in the pursuit of immortality, in order to turn bad luck into good fortune in the dark.

Among them, there is a type of people who are proficient in the path of destiny and practice the path of destiny. Although they are not good at fighting, they know the past and present and predict the future, which is extremely terrifying.

Bai Ze of the demon clan, the priest and saint of human beings, are the best in the destiny and have a significant influence on a clan and sect.

Not everyone can practice the way of fate. Although high-level monks can vaguely guess the traces of other people's fate when experiencing the power of the way, everything is ultimately limited.

There are not one of the million monks who have spiritual roots, and there are even fewer people who can practice the way of life, and they are hard to come by.

After Wang An was recognized by "Ask the Sky", he was still shocked.

He calmed down his restlessness a little, and saw that he was muttering words in his mouth and formed mysterious magic tricks in his hands.

As he casts the spell, he saw the book "Ask the Sky" surrounded by golden and black colors, emitting a palpitations. The Taoist rhyme rolls and the light of inspiration is dazzling.

"call out!"

The book moved slightly and turned into a ray of inspiration and flew into Wang An's body, and finally stopped in his dantian.

Slowly absorb the spiritual energy in his body in his dantian, and the mysterious auras lingered in the dantian and gradually spread throughout his body.

After a while, Wang An slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up with excitement on his face.

...

"Wang An, what is that?"

After seeing Wang An put away the mysterious black books, Xiao Jin asked curiously on his shoulder.

"Hehe, this book records a kind of inheritance of fate. Some ancient high priests of hidden families have basically practiced this way, which can divine fate and predict good and bad luck... Don't you do it too?" Wang Anzhe laughed and turned to Xiao Jin.

"Oh, why? After I awaken more power, I can guarantee that I can calculate more accurately for you." Xiao Jin curled his lips and shook his head and said to himself.

"Haha, let's compete next time!" Wang An smiled without comment.

I had always thought that the little golden charlatan was inexplicably obtained "Ask the Sky" this time. According to the above records, after I succeeded in my cultivation, I would definitely know the world's affairs with my fingers.

"Hmph, keep showing off." Xiao Jin's little eyes rolled around and muttered.

"Boom!"

At this time, a powerful space fluctuation came and a sudden change occurred.

The space was surging and the spiritual energy was rolling. This space was trembling, and a powerful repulsive force appeared around Wang An.

"This power...is it going to be teleported?"

Wang An's face darkened, his heart was shocked, and his spirit was surging, trying his best to resist the powerful repulsive force sweeping over him.

The spiritual energy rolled, the power of space was raging, and a whistling sound came out of the void, causing ripples, and a terrifying force surged.

"This power is so terrifying, I'm not willing to give up, so I'll get another golden ball of light."

Wang An roared angrily, his face flushed, his aura surged wildly, and his thunder lingered. He saw his body move and punching him directly at a golden ball of light in front of him.

"Boom!"

The golden light filled the sky, and the power of the law surged. At this moment, the golden light shone brightly in the world, and a powerful sword intent that destroyed the world and rushed straight into the sky appeared in the golden light ball.

The sword energy was scattered and directly slashed at Wang An, and a breath of death suddenly surged into his heart.

"call out!"

A shadowless and invisible sword intent rushed into Wang An's body.

The chill was invading the bone marrow, and death was like a shadow, lingering in my heart.

A little white light turned into a flying sword with sharp edges, invincible, slashing at Wang An's soul.

The laws disintegrate, the spiritual light dimly, and all defenses disintegrate under the laws of this sword. Wang An was about to break his soul under this sword.

"This...greed is at the forefront!"

Wang An smiled lonely in his heart. When his soul moved, he would burn his soul and fight to the death with the sword light.

“Buzz!”

The Eight Desolate Heavenly Tower, which had been sleeping on Wang An, suddenly shook when Wang An's life was at stake. A chaotic aura popped up, the sword magic array disappeared, and the sword light dissipated.

"Puuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The scattered sword light directly damaged Wang An's soul and flew out directly, spitting blood in his mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

"call out!"

After being seriously injured, Wang An could no longer bear the repulsive force in the space. As the spiritual light surged and the power of the space rolled, he was directly swept out.
Chapter completed!