C811 Trash is the tip-toe of a genius?

What!

This moon that was hanging in the sky like a crescent moon was actually the weapon of the Demon Moon Family's Patriarch!

Holy sh * t, this was a bit crazy!

Even though Zhang Dongcheng had seen a lot of super old monsters, as well as all kinds of overlords, he was still quite shocked by Demon Moon Family's Demon Moon Profound Blade.

While the Demon Moon Family's Patriarch, Yao Yuetianjue, was like the God King of the heavens, picking out the crescent moon with her hand and pointing it towards the distance …

Damn, thinking of this scene, Yao Yuetianjue's appearance, this demeanor, this scene, it was extremely impressive!

Zhang Dongcheng thought in his heart, and he was also full of envy. He couldn't help but want to insert his own Solitary Peak Immortal Slaying Sword into the ground as well, like a mountain.

"Hehe, it's been over ten thousand years since Yao Yuetianjue last used this Demon Moon Profound Blade. It's been floating above Demon Moon City the entire time, absorbing the essence of the sun, moon, and stars." The Corpse Carrying Taoist continued.

Although Ying Er was not a martial artist, she was still shocked to the point that her eyes had opened wide. She subconsciously shouted: "Ah! The ten great families of The Road to Heaven, everyone says that they have very deep roots, looking at them now, they are indeed Demon Moon Family, even their weapons are this scary!"

The Demon Moon Profound Blade in the sky was able to cause the Demon Moon City to never see the sun again throughout the year. It could cover the sky and cover the sun, and only a light pressure was able to descend from the sky, emitting a pure white light like the moon. It was floating in the sky, absorbing the spirit energy of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun, moon and stars; it could be said to be a peerless divine weapon.

"That's right, Yao Yuetianjue is an expert of the Heavenly Ranking, she has always been wholeheartedly training in seclusion, and this time, she has been training in seclusion for over ten thousand years.

Zhang Dongcheng retracted his gaze, and said indifferently: "I already knew how terrifying the Demon Moon Family was, in any case, I'm only here to participate in the Qualification Competition, and not fight with the Demon Moon Family, I don't care if his Patriarch is powerful or not."

Corpse Carrying Taoist immediately said with a face full of smiles, trying to curry favor with him: "Boss is right, if you have balls, Yao Yuetianjue, don't go into closed door cultivation, come out! Haha! Our big brother will definitely beat Yao Yuetianjue to the ground! "

Zhang Dongcheng slightly smiled, and only looked towards the incomparably huge city again.

Like a gigantic ancient beast lying on the ground, the entire city released a faint pressure. Zhang Dongcheng had a misconception that this city was a living being, his heart was thumping hard, and he could breathe.

What a strange city.

Forget it, let's go in first. In seven days, the qualification tournament will begin!

Because the qualification competition of the Earth Board competition was about to begin, many of the martial artists had already arrived at the Demon Moon City in advance, and more martial artists had come to broaden their horizons. Currently, the street was filled with all sorts of martial artists of all kinds, profound strength, or average strength.

Demon Moon City was larger and more luxurious than Sky Desolate City. All kinds of buildings were floating in the sky, while Demon Moon Family's house and mansion were floating in the middle of the city, a large area that was pitch black, and nine stories tall. One could see everything once they entered Demon Moon City.

The inns inside the city were full, and Zhang Dongcheng was not willing to bully others with his strength, so he continued to walk further and further. When he reached the northwest corner of the city, he realized that there were still two extra rooms in one of the inns.

Although the decorations were very bad, and the location was even worse, it would still take half an hour to walk to the Demon Moon Family Palace, the inn's environment was still considered elegant, with small bridges, flowing water, lush bamboo and lush trees.

Zhang Dongcheng lived on the fifth floor and looked around.

The surroundings were like a university district on Earth. There were all kinds of martial arts academies to the west of the tavern, and they were all training young martial artists of their teens.

And just a wall away from the inn was the Demon Moon Family's Clan Martial Hall, the Demonic Moon Hall.

A group of youths wearing the Demon Moon Family's uniform lined up on the drill grounds. It was as if they had been standing there for a long time, and many of them were whispering to each other, laughing and talking, and their postures were lopsided. However, there was a teenager who was like a log standing there, motionless, as if he was rooted at his feet.

Zhang Dongcheng scanned the place, and unknowingly, he suddenly became interested, and paid attention to the place.

That youth was handsome, had a resolute expression, and his eyes were firm. Others were talking and laughing, but he ignored them all and persisted on his own.

At this moment, a fat man with a full head and belly that was fuming with alcohol walked over and said to the group of youths, "You trash, why are you still practicing fart? Rest for today, stop practicing!"

After throwing down those words, the fatty left without looking back, leaving all the other youths behind.

Upon hearing the fatty's words, many people felt dejected and quietly left. However, there were also some who angrily shouted.

"Damn, we awakened fighting strength when we were three years old, unlike Yaoyue Beiye, Yaoyue Beiyue, and the others who directly rushed into the Earth. "We only awakened a Human Realm cultivation, but we can also cultivate in the Martial Dao. Why did our family give us up!"

"Sigh, let's drop the subject. Should we cultivate martial arts?" We are cannon fodder to support the rise of geniuses like Yaoyue Beiye! We are the tiptoe in their rise! Don't even think about it, the same person doesn't have the same fate! "

"The day before yesterday's rest, the day after yesterday's rest, today's rest! We learned a Tyrant Fist three days ago, and we don't understand anything at all! I don't think we need to learn anymore, what the hell are you doing!?" In any case, we're all trash. "

"Sigh, the family has already given up on us. What are you thinking of doing? Eat well and drink well. Just let this life go by like this!"

"If you're a trash, then so be it. There's naturally a genius on the road to heaven. There's no need for trash like us to worry about you!"

"That's right. As your life, you don't have to worry about being a genius. Let's go!"

All the youths sighed sorrowfully and left as if they were resigned to their fate. As for the youth who had been standing there without saying a word, he did not leave and continued to fight on the martial field by himself.

Looking at his strength, he was only a 1-star Human Realm War God. He could be the overlord of a region in the Zhen Wu Continent, but in the The Road to Heaven, he was called a piece of trash …

Seeing his attack, which only had one move, should have been the Tyrant Fist that those youths had spoken of. In Zhang Dongcheng's eyes, it was naturally incomparably simple and weak, but this youth had beaten it meticulously and with extreme seriousness.

In a short period of time, he crazily threw out a thousand punches, beating the iron wooden piles in front of him until popping sounds rang out. His forehead was full of sweat, but he still refused to rest, punching after punch.

"Big brother!" A girl's voice sounded. A familiar figure appeared as he spoke to the youth.

~ Oh, it's Yao Yueqianxue!

It was really like a dream come true. The netizens on Earth were all crazily typing out 666!