Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1227 Forced retreat with one glance, blood life resonance technique!

Chaotic silence.

The immortal sage who looked like a boy opened his eyes wide, feeling unwilling, frightened and angry, and even more ashamed and indignant.

As a member of the fairy clan, born out of the human race, and detached from the above, he called himself a fairy. From the perspective of the fairy clan, the blood of the human race is dirty and the world is too heavy, so the blood is strong, and it is easy to arouse unnecessary emotions. It's called War Blood, and it's really crude.

But now, as a sage of the fairy clan, whose name is passed down in the vast starry sky, he is usually high above the ground and does not walk in the world, but he is about to accept the trial of a young clan and be harvested. This is a great humiliation derived from the blood. If You can choose, he would rather kill himself than end like this.

puff!
There was a soft sound, and the fairy blood glistened. Compared with human blood, this blood plasma was pure white and flawless, like jade, with a faint blue color, exuding an ethereal aura, not bloody, but rather Fragrant bursts.Of course, this is only for Su Qinian, if it is in the induction of ordinary practitioners who are under the extreme state of the holy realm, the majestic aura contained in this fairy blood is like a blue sky crushing down, causing great terror.

"Amitabha!"

The sage from the Buddha's family gave up struggling at this time, he slowly put his hands together, and the sound of the Buddha's singing barely penetrated the frozen years and reached Su Qinian's ears.

"You shouldn't have come." Su Qinian only shook his head slightly, and walked past.

Click!

Immediately, this solidified chaotic land shattered like a mirror, and the chaotic mist surged, accompanied by the sound of thunder, and even more bloody. In this ancient battlefield in the starry sky, blood clouds emerged one after another, and there was blood rain pouring down. Not crushed by the chaotic aura of the starry sky, it fell to the black and yellow earth.

The saint fell, and the blood rained and cried.

And more than one saint has fallen, this kind of vision is even more astonishing. The blood rain fell from the sky, covering almost half of the black and yellow earth. But some martial arts masters who have achieved success in practice suddenly changed their faces. How could they have such a vision?According to records, only five thousand years ago, at the beginning of the dark ages, when the emperor died in battle on the shore of the North Sea, did heaven and earth have a sympathetic relationship, and this phenomenon of crying from heaven was born. What happened in the starry sky?Could it be that a saint has fallen?But in today's world, where are the saints left?

In the demon kingdoms of the four seas, many demon clans were also shocked, especially in front of the demon god mountain in the absolute world, the thousands of primordial gods of the two races who fought in the battle were also affected. The blood rained from the sky, making many demon kings feel heavy, There is no saint, this kind of vision is obviously not due to the fall of a strong human race, so...

Starry Sky Ancient Battlefield.

The chaotic mist surged, completely panicking the demon emperors in the decisive battle, because there was a clear sound of footsteps, accompanied by a slender figure in a coarse white robe, slowly emerging from the chaos, and the sacred aura that had been sensed before, where is it at this moment? It’s still there, everything is extinguished, and one after another cloud of blood is in the sky, everything is self-evident...

"An ethereal and elusive fate, is this going to exterminate my Four Sea Monster Clan!"

"Detach yourself from fate and grasp the destiny, it turns out that you have never really escaped..."

"Sacred Nine Patriarchs roaming in the turbulent flow of time and space, your descendants call you, please respond to our long song of blood!"

……

After being sent flying horizontally by Jingtang Empress Wuhuang again, her life star was cracked, and the palm print on her chest almost penetrated her back. The black flames floated out of the body, burning blazingly on the body.

Not only the demon emperor of the Taotie clan, but also the demon emperor of the iron clan, the demon emperor of the Zidian Kui ox clan, and the demon emperor of the Chaos clan. These three demon emperors all have illusory flames overflowing from their bodies. The raging flames faintly reflect the At the edge of the chaotic void, four life stars with different dao rhymes are rotating, cracking and collapsing.

hum!
At the same time, behind the four demon emperors, nothingness is distorted, and the phantom of an illusory and majestic long river emerges, colorful, ancient and vicissitudes.

"The river of fate!"

Some human quasi-sages and demon emperors exclaimed, the ancient river of fate, this kind of mighty power, legend has it, can only be touched by reaching the high and deep realm of the holy realm, at least the realm of seven turns, and now with the arrival of the four great demon emperors. Inexplicable actions, there are actually signs of coming, this is no small matter.

Clang!
The emperor of Han drew his sword again, and the Chixiao sword illuminated the starry sky, and it seemed that the pillar of heaven collapsed, and fell towards the demon emperor of the Zidian Kui Niu clan.

boom!
Empress Wuhuang of Jingtang also struck again, her palm prints were like the sky, like a gushing red cloud, she fell towards the Yaohuang of the Taotie clan, in the astonishing palm movement, there was the sound of waves surging, this moment was unprecedentedly clear.

However, unexpectedly, before this palm and sword approached the two demon emperors, the illusory river of fate behind it suddenly turned from virtual to real, and lay in front of it, as if it was destined, the sword light and the palm print Falling into the colorful and vicissitudes of the river, he disappeared without a trace without even being able to set off a single wave.

Whoa!
The water of the long river of destiny is surging, has no direction, and also does not know its beginning. It seems that there are endless turbulent currents, many undercurrents, eddies, and a majestic and vast atmosphere, which makes the hearts of all destiny involuntarily feel a sense of awe.

At the next moment, it was beyond the expectations of many human races and even the demon emperors, such as Han Tianzi, Jingtang female Wuhuang, and even the emperor of heaven all turned around lightly, with serious eyes appearing in their eyes.

Because the four great demon emperors jumped up, they didn't take the initiative to kill, but threw themselves into the river of fate.

As strong as the four saints, falling into the long river of fate, it barely caused a trace of undetectable ripples, but it was this ripple that seemed to stir something in the dark, a wisp of colorful river of fate Then it splashed, and it seemed to turn into a gorgeous rainbow bridge, one end connected to the long river of fate, and the other end sank into the unknown nothingness.

"This is... Broken Star Burning Dao, Bloodline Resonance!"

Some demon emperor lost his voice, and then showed a look of sadness, knowing what kind of price the four major demon emperors had to pay for such a move.

"The way of life is completely cut off, even the true spirit is forever lost in the long river of fate, there will be no more sequestration, no more unknown reincarnation, the journey of life, the extinction of the world..."

The demon emperor from the Golden Lion Clan muttered to himself, this is a blood life resonance technique performed by sacrificing his own body, in order to perceive the nine ancestors of the demon sages who were trapped in the turbulent flow of time and space and trekking on the road.

And the long river of time and space has many stalwarts, running through ancient and modern times, overwhelming all ages, and even surpassing the long river of fate. Even if it is the blood life resonance technique, there is only a certain chance to perceive that the turbulent flow of time and space is infinitely variable. Strong people come forth in large numbers, so in the long five thousand years, no demon emperor has made such an extreme decision by putting all his eggs in one basket.

but now……

The faces of the remaining twenty or so demon kings were ugly. Looking thousands of miles away, the young figure who came out of the chaos was the young man who had been ignored by them at the beginning, and now brought them the oppression of destroying the four sea monsters. , life and death are only on the line, just like five thousand years ago, but this time, it is not the human race that needs to fight for crossing.

hum!
After only a moment, a vast and stalwart aura rose up from the nothingness into which the rainbow bridge transformed by the river of fate submerged, and the clear halo penetrated the nothingness, soaking the entire starry sky at once.

"The river of time and space!"

The emperor of the Han snorted coldly. At the beginning, he was the first emperor of the Han Dynasty, holding the Chixiao sword to gather the destiny of all clans, and joined hands with the sage of the dragon clan to exile the nine demon saints to the chaotic flow of time and space.

Whoa!
Immediately afterwards, an ancient and vast river manifested from the end of Hongqiao. The clear river was rushing, and the waves were tumbling. It seemed that countless worlds were born and died, and it was more vicissitudes than the breath of the long river of fate.

It's too grand, and there's no end in sight, no beginning, let alone the other side. What manifested from nothingness is obviously just a corner of the long river of time and space, but it has already covered the entire starry sky, and the sun and moon are dimmed. The stars have no light, and they are all shrouded in the brilliance of this long river. Even the destiny of the human races and the demon emperors are as insignificant as ants in front of this ancient long river.

thousands of miles away.

Su Qinian raised his head, showing a thoughtful look, he raised his feet and took a step, the starry sky turned upside down, and he appeared in front of the destiny of all the human races, looking forward.

pedal!pedal!pedal!
There was a demon emperor who couldn't help but retreat, but quickly stopped, showing a look of shame and indignation. He was forced back by a calm gaze in an instant, and lost his mind. He was still a junior who had only practiced for more than [-] years. A sense of shame welled up in my heart, and like this Demon Emperor, there were more than a dozen people, even if they had not retreated, they were all shocked, avoiding their eyes for the first time, and when they recovered, they were shocked and angry , and even revealed extremely complicated eyes.

With the same complex eyes, there are many human races with destiny. As quasi-sage masters, most of them have lived for more than a hundred years, and some elders are over three hundred years old. They can grasp the destiny. Compared with the pure white and tall figure in front of him, he has to admit that he is far inferior, and even has a difference.

At a glance, all the demon emperors lost their minds and were even forced to retreat. This was the invisible evil spirit that suppressed and killed saints of different races.

Thinking about the past, it is said in the world that the innate body of pure yang came to the world, and he should be the second emperor...Compared with the emperor who died on the coast of the North Sea in the last year of the Great Xia, this one was purely amazing with force. I am afraid that it is not inferior, and even better.

Suddenly, the catastrophe of the chaotic world, which was originally precarious, ushered in the dawn. Many human races suddenly felt a little dazed. As the four demon emperors committed suicide and fell into the long river of fate, they also felt that the road to detachment was long. Even if they are at the moment, they are just on the road, how can they talk about grasping the destiny, all the past is insignificant.

"coming!"

Suddenly, Emperor Han's eyes froze, and he stared at the depths of the long river of time and space, at the end of the Hongqiao of Destiny.

Whoa!
In an instant, the water of the long river of time and space surged, and the clear light was as fine as sand. In the turbulent flow, nine tiny lights, like stars, emerged from it.

(End of this chapter)