Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1130 Those who enter the eyes, the sky and the starry sky!
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In the Land of Ten Thousand Gods, the green-gold light in Peng Dou's eyes flashed away.

hum!
There was a soft chirping sound, like the chanting of a knife, and also like the sound of Taoism. The sword light falling from the sky, the terrifying void crack like a sky crack, disappeared without a trace as if it had never appeared at the moment of falling.

The sky and the earth are clear, the clouds clear and the fog clears, the starry sky is clear, and there are no clouds for thousands of miles.

That is……

Whether it is the many extreme powerhouses tens of hundreds of miles away, or the people of the various countries in front of the display watch, they all fixed their eyes at this moment, looking at the holy Confucianism and Leilong Qihengwu outside the land of gods. In front of him, a figure in a coarse white robe arrived at some unknown time. It seemed that the wind was calm and the clouds were light, and it was more like a moat lying in front of him, blocking all wind and rain.

"Su...Mr. Su from Huaguo!"

"It's Mr. Su!"

Immediately afterwards, the countries were in an uproar, and people looked at each other in blank dismay. Some of the previous rumors and debates are now obvious. Compared with the holy scholars, it is obvious that Mr. Su is better on the road of martial arts, and then the problem comes. , Above the Valkyrie, is there still the twelfth limit of the human body? What kind of life level is this Mr. Su?

Many extremely powerful people can't take their eyes off it, especially some master-level figures. After condensing the god of martial arts, it is so difficult to go further. Now they can see the scenery above the peak. For them, it is a great encouragement and spur.

"Mr. Su!"

Shengru looked at the figure in front of him with a worried look on his face. He knew very well that it would take seven days and seven nights to complete the test at first, but now only a little more than three days have passed, and he and Qi Hengwu have not been able to delay enough. time.

"It's okay."

Su Qinian said calmly, without looking back, he looked at the four figures standing in the mid-air in the ancient land of the gods, the four supreme saints, even in the vast starry sky where he was before, it is enough to be famous in the starry sky The strong, after all, as long as they become holy, they can stand in the forest of the strong in the heavens. Needless to say, the supreme saints who have crossed the realm of Xiaocheng and Dacheng can be regarded as the word "superior" in the holy realm, how can they be idle people? .

so young!

While Su Qinian was looking at the four of them, Peng Dou and the others were also sizing up this remnant strong man hiding behind the human race, only to find that he was surprisingly young.

According to the ancient age-watching method of various clans, they looked at Su Qi's year as only twenty-three years old. At this age, looking at the starry sky of today's universe, not to mention sanctification, it is the creation of the world, which is rare in a clan, let alone enlightened. It is even more unique to condense the Dao Talisman to such a terrifying situation without becoming a law.

This is the hope for the rise of the human race!
A thought rose from the hearts of the four at the same time, like Xinlian, the candidate saint of the innate demon race, was also a little moved. The human race has been in decline for many years, and I thought that some of the remnants of the past had been wiped out, but I didn't expect that there would be such a thing today. Stunning existence exists in this world, what kind of race is this, it can always give birth to unexpected bright sparks in desperate situations.

"God clan, demon clan, demon clan, Buddha clan."

Su Qinian spoke, although his tone was calm, but there was a clear sense of coldness in it.

"We didn't expect that there are still remnants like you alive, so it's not good to die well?"

Shi Wan opened his mouth with a smile on his face, his severed arm has been reattached, and his sharpness has been expelled. After all, as a supreme saint, some methods are far beyond the comparison of ordinary saints.

"Humble person, your hands are stained with the blood of my demon clan, now kneel down, and before you die, you must first repent."

Wearing a golden battle suit, Peng Dou, with slender sword eyebrows like a young man, spoke. He comes from the lineage of the golden-winged roc of the demon clan. His blood is noble. As long as this clan becomes an adult, he can directly enter the holy realm. He is a veritable powerful clan in the demon world. At this moment, his tone is indifferent , the blue-golden pupils are very cold, looking down in mid-air, it makes many people in front of the display watch angry. Take everything to heart.

"No one can disobey the races, especially humans, the humble race, only worthy of dedicating faith and flesh and blood to the races."

Galola said coldly, he was furious in his heart, and he was not polite at all when he spoke at this moment. He was almost suppressed by this son's weapon just now, and he was severely humiliated. He has traversed the starry sky for more than a thousand years, and he has shocked all tribes. He has never had such an experience. It's a disgrace.

However, Su Qinian acted as if he had never heard of it, and said calmly, "At the end of ancient times, the Suiren family proved the Tao and became the head of the three emperors in Kaiyuan. They changed the color of the emperors, and the wilderness was broken. The human race established the human world and transformed the ancestral land. Hundreds of clans fled far away from the sky, turned the fragments of the wilderness into various realms, and fought against the human race together, starting the one hundred and eighth era of ancient times..."

After a pause, Su Qinian continued: "Later, there were Emperor Fuxi, Nuwa, Zhanhuang Tianxing, Yanhuang Jiang, and Emperor Ji Xuanyuan... In the eighth era, Human Emperor Dayu cast the god needle iron , running through the Yellow Spring and the Styx River, rejecting the ghosts and the underworld clans from the human world..."

As Su Qinian continued to speak, in front of the watch, the people of various countries were gradually moved. Some ancient legends were familiar, but there were some strange characters. Could it be that human beings had a longer history five thousand years ago?This is a bit unbelievable, but soon, many people think of the many super ancient ruins that appear now, and even these things have appeared, and there is nothing impossible.

In the Township of the Gods, the four of Peng Dou slowly fixed their gazes. They can be sure that the remnants are real, not the remnants, how could they know so many secrets, even more detailed than many remnants of the past. Even if the four of them are supreme saints, they might not know as much as this young man.

What shocked them the most was what Su Qinian said next.

"Humans don't seek immortals, worship gods, or worship Buddhas, because they are all enemies!"

The human race does not seek immortals, worship gods, or worship Buddhas, because they are all enemies!

This sentence is not very high, but even if there is no imaging watch, it is clearly heard in every corner of the earth and everyone's ears. Su Qinian wants everyone to remember that regardless of the past, human beings have experienced What kind of suffering and what kind of brilliance, but there is one thing that remains unchanged, and that is the blood of the human race flowing in the body.

The human race should strive for self-improvement, and not seek relief from gods, gods, Buddhas, demons and ghosts!

Then, Su Qinian raised his head for the first time and looked at the land of the gods. His tone was still calm, but it was like the clang of a knife, and he said: "What I see is the sky and the starry sky. Apart from this, there is nothing else. Things, you have caught my eyes, so I will send you on your way!"

Ok?
Jia Luola from the Protoss, Peng Dou from the Golden Winged Peng Clan, and even Shiwan from the Buddha Clan who always smiled and mercifully showed a cold expression at the moment. They have always regarded the human race as ants and never cared about it, even if Peng Dou said before that they would kill people. Millions of millions, slaughtering a country is just casual, like a dragon above the nine heavens, it doesn't care about the ants crawling on the ground, they are all unnoticed existences in life, do not exist At the same height, there will naturally be a gap in line of sight, and even passers-by are not counted.

But now, the ants are talking nonsense about slaying the dragon. For Pengdou, he thinks he is a descendant of the ancient Tianpeng. Even if he is a real dragon, he has fought before. They are all sins in the eyes, this kind of arrogance is a provocation that cannot exist.

"Humble people, even if you are not a saint, you dare to speak falsely. You still don't understand the majesty of the holy land. You are just an ant looking up on the earth, and you don't understand the world of the dragon!"

Peng Dou said coldly, but then, his blue-gold pupils shrank suddenly, because outside the Land of Gods, the figure in the coarse white robe moved.

boom!
This movement was like an ancient fierce dragon revived. It was so fast that it even faintly surpassed Galola of the protoss. The spiritual will of Shiwan of the Buddha could capture the extreme. Only the beautiful and holy demon candidate saint Xinlian It was barely enough to see clearly, but it was too late to make a move.

This kind of extreme speed was beyond expectation, involving Dao, and Peng Dou of the Golden Winged Roc clan had never expected it. As soon as his shoulders sank, he was grabbed by a pair of powerful hands.

At this moment, all the saints' blood, demon power, and spiritual will seemed to have encountered the strongest divine iron dam, and it was difficult to shake the palms of those hands. He felt a sense of shock for no reason, as if he had encountered some kind of terrifying and fateful existence.

"No!"

A shrill scream, even though it is separated from the land of the gods, people can feel a strong sense of panic and fear before death.

But with a soft sound of puffing, the green-gold demon blood splashed and fell into the sky. Peng Dou from the Golden Winged Peng Clan, a supreme saint of the older generation who looked like a boy, was torn into two pieces, even the demon soul No exception, the soul and flesh disappear together, and they collapse in one fell swoop.

Jia Luola and Shi Wan retreated tens of miles in shock, still lingering in fear. Seeing the blood of the monster splashing, a supreme saint of the monster race, a strong man of the lineage of the golden-winged roc, fell like this, and was torn into pieces by an unsanctified young man with his bare hands. Two pieces, there is almost infinite horror breeding, whether they are saints, or this young people are saints, it seems to be reversed.

Only the devil's candidate saint, Xinlian, did not take half a step back, but this young innate demon also showed an unprecedented look of calmness. Among her peers, she had enemies in the starry sky, but she was only in her twenties, and she was the only one in the world. This is the first one that makes her feel like an enemy. The most important thing is that it comes from the human race that has been wiped out and has declined. This kind of remnant can no longer live, and it is very likely to become the enemy of all races in the future.

Boom!
The two corpses fell to the ground and turned into a big golden bird, which could be hundreds of feet long. Its feathers were made of gold, sharp as a sword, and its beak was bright and glowing with cold metal light. Unfortunately, it has lost its vitality. This is a golden winged bird. The roc bird has now become one of the many corpses in the land of gods, adding fresh blood to this ancient battlefield. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu!)
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