Chapter 1408 Kunpeng

“What an awesome fish!!”

Shi Hao lay on Zhou Tong's dorsal fin, shocked. What were those black lines? It can actually block the attack of the Immortal.

"This is the oldest ancestral pattern, mysterious and infinitely powerful." Shen Ming explained to Shi Hao.

At the same time, Zhou Tong was trying his best to remember all the changes in this ancestral pattern on his body. This is the ancestral fry, and it may be possible to discover some evolutionary secrets in its own evolution.

However, when he jumped with all his strength, leaving the sea waterfall and entering another unknown world——

"Boom!!"

A mysterious power came instantly, invading Zhou Tong's whole body, making his blood boil, as if all his flesh, blood, and life essence were burning out.

At the same time, the ancestral marks on his body also erupted with an unbearable brilliance, like a black sun, fighting against some mysterious force.

"Is this the test that the ancestral fry must go through to transform into Kunpeng?" Zhou Tong was in agony.

He felt that his whole body was on fire, and the ancestral pattern was constantly extracting his energy and turning it into power, igniting the runes and trying his best to fight against the inexplicable power in the void.

With every rune burned, Zhou Tong felt like his whole body was going to explode, as if he was being roasted by fire and cut into pieces by a thousand knives. He was in so much pain that he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound. He wanted to struggle, but was struck by the void. Imprisoned by that strange power, he is powerless.

"Crack!", "Puff!", "Clang!!"

The bones of the ancestor fish that Zhou Tong transformed into were trembling and breaking; the body was riddled with holes, and blood spurted out; the pitch-black fish scales all over its body also cracked in the process.

This is a special test that just exceeds one's limit, but is not unable to resist; and every time one goes beyond the limit, this special power will be strengthened, just beyond the limit again. All these changes seem to have no end, a force of despair.

"I have already experienced something similar like this once when the Sun Holy Emperor tested me. As long as you resist it, then go beyond the limit!" Zhou Tong is already very experienced in this.

This kind of power obviously forces oneself to constantly surpass, surpass, and surpass again!

In order for the ancestral fry to transform into Kunpeng, it must constantly transcend and evolve.

At this moment, Zhou Tong was no longer able to pay attention to Shi Hao, Shen Ming and Sanzang in his body. He was trying his best to fight against the power in the void and pass the test.

The dark ancestral patterns were glowing, flesh and blood and essence were burning. With every burning, Zhou Tong also felt an inexplicable power in addition to the pain, and his body was also glowing.

The burning power of the ancestral pattern condensed with some kind of power in the void, making the fog in his body misty and a little blurry. The blood in the body is also more brilliant. It doesn't look like blood, but like a red metallic liquid flowing, enveloped by a mysterious aura.

A trace of Kunpeng's aura is slowly being born.

Vaguely, a brand new rune began to appear, evolve, and take shape. This rune was very similar to the runes of the Kunpeng Art, and was the initial stage of the Kunpeng Art.

The moment he noticed this kind of thing, Zhou Tong immediately devoted all his thoughts to it, watching silently and thinking carefully. This was a brand new experience for him, witnessing the performance of a powerful treasure technique. and birth!

Soon, Zhou Tong became obsessed, and all the pain and trials in the outside world were ignored by him like the breeze and the bright moon. His spirit was completely immersed in his body, staring at the evolution of the rune. The whole world lost its luster to him, leaving only the evolution of the Kunpeng rune.

In a trance, Zhou Tong saw the origin and development of the path of cultivation, and saw the birth of a most powerful method.

This kind of evolution is really too rare for a monk. How many people in the past and present have been able to achieve it?

Experiencing this change personally and watching the evolution of the Ten Evil Kunpeng Methods from scratch was like opening up a whole new world for Zhou Tong, which had unimaginable meaning for him.

"Yes, it's no wonder that the lowest level of the ancestors of the Ten Evils can become Immortal Kings, and it is not difficult to even become a giant of Immortal Kings. However, it is difficult for latecomers to break through this realm. It turns out that the difference is just such a realm!" Zhou Tong understood clearly in his heart. .

Only the ancestors of each race can see the evolution of the runes in their bodies when they are first born, and see the origin and development of the path of cultivation. This is an unimaginably great opportunity.

This kind of opportunity is no less terrifying than the Tianxin Seal that was born for the first time in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in later generations. It is definitely the foundation of an unimaginable Immortal King. Moreover, it is the foundation of the Immortal King that subtly affects the monk's life during the practice process.

Soon, the test and evolution entered another level, and an extremely terrifying sacrificial sound rang out from the heaven and the earth, which was extremely terrifying.

The ancestral fry transformed by Zhou Tong is using its own ancestral pattern as fire, sacrificing blood, burning itself, leaping out of the river of destiny, getting rid of its past fate, and entering an unknown place.

This process was both like some kind of ritual and some kind of special power. A brand new rune gradually emerged in Zhou Tong's heart, hazy and vague, but extremely real.

This rune is similar to Kunpeng Fa's, and is even almost identical; however, there are some differences from Kunpeng Fa's runes in some details.

And vaguely, Zhou Tong felt an unprecedented aura from these runes, which was the aura of immortality. The light in his body was bright, and the fairy light was shining.

After a long time, this special ritual was finally completed.

At this time, Zhou Tong turned his attention away from the runes born in his body and opened his eyes.

After going through the ceremony and sacrifice, Zhou Tong noticed that his body size had shrunk too much. Before, it was a body of ten thousand feet, but now it has shrunk to a hundred feet. The whole body is in tatters and almost fallen.

At the same time, Shi Hao, Shen Ming and Sanzang were not far from him.

Shi Hao was also in extremely miserable condition, his whole body was in tatters, which was comparable to Zhou Tong's current situation.

Shen Ming and Sanzang were even more miserable. Their bodies were almost broken into several pieces. If it weren't for the breath of life, Zhou Tong would have thought they died here.

"The next step is the last step!" Zhou Tong saw that there was still an ancestral mark on his body that had not been erased, and he immediately poured the essence and blood into it.

"Om!"

The ancestral pattern flashed instantly, emitting a dazzling brilliance. Finally, with a "bang" sound, Zhou Tong's size shrank again, becoming the size of a blue whale, but his broken bones and tattered body were fully repaired.

Shi Hao on the side, as well as Shen Ming and Sanzang who had reorganized their bodies, also looked at the changes here in surprise.

Just because while Zhou Tong was recovering, his body was also undergoing an extremely mysterious change. The originally dark horns were disappearing, and the dragon-like head was also changing towards a bird.

There are countless runes born in the body, which belong to the Kunpeng clan. They are very mysterious and densely covered with every inch of flesh, scales and feathers on the body.

"唷!!"

Finally, when all the changes were completed, Zhou Tong transformed into a golden roc. His eyes were as sharp as a sword, and an extremely special aura spread out from his body, making Shi Hao and Shen Ming Both Sanzang and Sanzang could not help but tremble.

That was the breath of the Supreme, the breath that belonged to the Supreme. The mere release of the breath made the three of them tremble.