Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1018 Your words are too many!
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The bright fire is blazing, and the bright heart shines in all directions.

Regarding the way of light, it is Su Qinian's fundamental law. He has always been very sure of the root of the way back then, but today he has not been able to see the slightest evil, and the filth is not visible, but the gaze from the side is still there, ears The sound of breathing on the side became more and more warm.

call!
Turning around abruptly, Su Qinian stared at the gray skeleton next to him again, the rickety skeleton had hollow eye sockets, and as he turned around, his gaze and breathing sound disappeared again.

Frowning, this is a bit weird, like Su Qinian, also a little hairy, for ordinary people in the Xuanhuang land, this is the hell, where the ghosts return, walk on the Naihe bridge, the past is gone, and the world is like Sea, into the six reincarnation.

If this is really the underworld, unimaginable accidents must have happened. The bones of the suspected Po Meng, the desolate Huangquan Road, and even the stone statues seen along the way after stepping into this big tomb are like bull-headed horse faces, under the command of Yan Luo of the underworld. Many ghost soldiers have been annihilated in the long years.

Suddenly, Su Qinian's heart moved. He stretched out a hand and turned his palm upwards. A pitch-black porcelain bowl with a missing corner emerged. The body of the bowl trembled. Nothing, like a fantasy.

Is it...

This bowl is an inheritance of the Qingyang Peak lineage. Even Master Jiyuan doesn't know the origin, but it has been left in the Qingyang Palace since the beginning of the Qingyang Peak lineage. It is rumored that it involves changing fate, so it cannot be verified.

Su Qinian looked at the porcelain bowl with missing corners in his hand, and then at the thin and crooked gray skeleton that was suspected to be Meng Po's gray skeleton. Suddenly, he had a kind of unbelievable guess. If it was true, it would be too shocking. , I'm afraid it's far from what he knows now.

A bowl of Mengpo soup, reincarnation is empty!
Su Qinian groaned, leaned over and put the trembling porcelain bowl with missing corners into the hands of the crooked and thin skeleton.

This is……

The next moment, Su Qinian's pupils contracted violently, and he saw a bowl of clear soup rise out of nowhere in the porcelain bowl, and a five-color halo was born. Staring at this bowl of five-color clear soup, Su Qinian seemed to feel sad, sweet, painful, and spicy. And the bitterness, there was another sign of staying away, which made him more determined in his mind.

The five flavors of life are all in one bowl, reincarnation after reincarnation!

This bowl is Mengpo soup!

Su Qinian took a deep breath, and then looked at the thin, gray and white skeleton, which had already weathered into ashes without a sound.

Po Meng?
Su Qinian's eyes were fixed, this should be the last bowl of Mengpo soup.

Walking on the Naihe Bridge, the past is forgotten, and the next reincarnation will no longer be me.

With a final sigh, Su Qinian put away the broken porcelain bowl. If Po Meng is gone, is Naihe Bridge still Naihe Bridge?What happened on this road to the underworld seems to be another story that was lost in the dust of time and moon.

After crossing the Naihe Bridge, Su Qinian came to the opposite bank. The azure blue river meanders, and here it turns into a straight river again. Su Qinian looks into the distance and catches some vague aura, which belongs to the battle blood of the human race. smell.

But even here, the spiritual will is still greatly suppressed, Su Qinian can only take care of the tens of feet of the body, and it is difficult to travel far.

call!
Su Qinian strode forward, and there was no trace of the road of light and shadow under his feet. All the ways here are suppressed, only the ghost way is prosperous, but for Su Qinian, the bright way is blazing, which can protect his body, and his combat power will not be too much. influences.

Ten miles away.

On the shore of Huangquan, there is a circular landform, which looks like it is on a meteorite, but the sky and starry sky cannot be seen.

At the end of this circular landform, the azure yellow spring water flows into an ancient city. It doesn't look very big, but it is an ancient city with enough vicissitudes. There is no life, and the dark city gate is closed. I don't know what kind of material it is. It is only a hundred feet high, but even if it is separated by tens of miles, it still gives people a sense of heaviness from the depths of the heart, like the home of all souls.

When Su Qinian came to this ring-shaped area, what caught his eye was one ring-shaped tiankeng of different sizes, the big ones could have a radius of several miles, and the smaller ones were only tens of feet. In these ring-shaped tiankengs one after another, killing The sounds continued, and some tiankengs were full of blood and bones. There were human races, ghost races, and Ming races. Su Qinian stood by the side of the underworld, overlooking the four directions, as if one after another...

Arena!
That's right, it's like an arena, and it's a arena for life and death. It's not just the difference between victory and defeat, but also the difference between life and death.

boom!
Suddenly, a glaring light burst out, it was a powerful wave, in front of the silent ancient city, tens of miles away, Su Qinian stared into the distance, and saw a figure, belonging to the human race, full of energy and blood, with two fists With a horizontal strike, the dark city gate was smashed into a gap about one foot wide, and he rushed into it.

Bang!

Soon, as his figure disappeared into it, the city gate closed again, and through the opening gap of the city gate, Su Qinian saw many figures from the three clans, but the city gate closed too quickly from opening a gap However, with Su Qinian's eyesight, even in this world where the spirit and will are suppressed, he couldn't see the reality.

"There are still fish that slipped through the net!"

At this time, someone found Su Qinian, a middle-aged ghost, standing in the nearest circular tiankeng, with a half corpse under his feet, belonging to a young human expert. He opened his mouth and sucked, and the corpse under his feet It quickly withered, and a large amount of essence was swallowed by it. The middle-aged ghost clan showed a bit of intoxication, and said softly: "It's really intoxicating. Human race, this is the best ration bestowed by heaven and earth on all races."

Su Qinian's eyes gradually turned cold. Looking around the circular area in front of him, among the hundreds of thousands of tiankengs, nearly half of the tiankengs are filled with people fighting. The Ming clan, most of these people showed mockery and playfulness at the corners of their mouths. In some sinkholes that have not been fought, there is also bloody smell, broken soldiers and bones, most of which belong to the human race.

Taking one step forward, Su Qinian fell into the tiankeng and walked towards the middle-aged ghost clan.

"It's a lot of guts. The fourth step of the land creation realm has been able to get here. Let me guess, there is a mouthful of not weak holy soldiers on the body, but it's a pity that you still can't use the holy realm when you get here. According to the law, the holy soldiers here are only a little bit stronger." The middle-aged ghost said with a bit of teasing in his tone, "but the only thing that deserves your luck here is that the cultivation below the holy realm, the power of the underworld is no longer Suppressing, dying like this may be considered a bit of dignity for you, what do you think?"

boom!
It was Su Qinian's fist that responded to him.

Immeasurable light illuminates this tiankeng. Su Qinian's fist is like a small sun that exploded, following the dragon-shaped trajectory, like a dragon flying, he takes a step forward, and the path of time is under his feet. Before it was too late, under the horrified gaze, he arrived at the place right in front of him.

boom!
It was too fast, like a ray of light at the beginning of the creation of the universe, across the universe and the starry sky, across the past, present and future. Meet some young masters of ghosts and ghosts who have never cared.

"Your words are too much."

In the ring-shaped tiankeng, Su Qinian's eyes were cold, his tone was very calm, he raised his feet and walked through the splashed blood and bones. The coarse cloth and white robe were like snow, not touching any dust, overflowing with dim light, falling on many ghosts and ghosts. In the eyes of the younger generation of the Clan, it is like the Protoss, which makes them feel disgusted and hated.

Even some young masters of the two races frowned. The bright aura of this young man of the human race made them feel more disgusted and uncomfortable than the god race.

"how is this possible!"

In the ring-shaped area, there are not many strong people from the previous generation of ghosts and ghosts, but they are all very powerful. Many of them are saints. He is not young, has deep savings, and many means and secret methods. Although there are many reasons, it is difficult to become a saint, but his combat power is by no means inferior to the young king of the holy ban in the same realm.

But now, such a strong man of the previous generation who was rarely invincible in the Opening Heaven Realm was punched to death by a human youth who was only at the fourth step of the Opening Ground Realm. , and even the younger generation of powerhouses find it difficult to accept, feeling a little outrageous and a little unrealistic.

"I'll meet him!"

This is a young master of the ghost clan. He was standing on the ring-shaped tiankeng to watch the battle, but now he showed great interest. He walked towards Su Qinian, and when he fell in the second step, he fell into Su Qinian's place. The tiankeng cut off the way forward.

"The descendant of the ghost king of the prison family, a king of the holy ban."

"The Open Heaven Realm has come to an end, and the chain of laws has been condensed, which can be called a semi-holy one. If it is not for the laws of the Holy Realm, it is difficult to use, this child may not even be able to withstand the laws of energy."

"No one can trample on the face of our people, and they will bear a price more terrible than death."

Some masters of the two races were talking, and they were very concerned about this battle. Most of the young powerhouses with supreme physiques and above the half-step ancestral ban had already entered the ancient city. Such a duel at this time can attract most of the attention.

In the ring sinkhole.

Su Qinian never stopped, his steps were neither slow nor hasty, and he never displayed his movements, he just walked forward calmly, but it was such a posture that made the eyes of the young ghost king's descendants tens of feet away in front turn cold, it was contemptuous He didn't pay attention to him.

"You don't have the guts to..."

hold head high!
Before he finished speaking, he was covered by an earth-shattering dragon chant. It was Su Qinian's fist, drawing a trajectory from the sun to the sun, with brilliance, and an even more fierce battle than before. In the eyes of the masters of the Tiankeng Sifang and the two tribes, the blood was bursting, like a sacred furnace that had been refined for thousands of years, and the furnace cover was suddenly lifted, and the hottest divine fire gushed out. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu!)
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