Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1262 Return of the Emperor!

hum!
There was a faint sound of the knife's sound, and Su Qinian's thought moved, and the Xiuming knife fell from the courtyard.

The four-foot-nine-inch-long blade is as primitive as stone, but crystal clear as jade, and lingers with strands of white gold light that looks like glass. There is a dragon entrenched on the blade, and it has a vicissitudes of life. circulation.

Over the years, this knife has been constantly evolving and transforming along with the evolution and transition of Su Qinian's life level. Up to now, under the constant cultivation day and night, it is even better than the Saint Soldier, even more powerful. It is firm and not urging, but now with the appearance of the Daxia Dragon Sparrow Sword, it has recovered on its own. Su Qinian can't help but concentrate. This change is obviously not what he expected.

groan!
However, at the next moment, Da Xia's dragon and sparrow sword clanked, and on the body of the sword, which was as crystal as bright yellow chalcedony, runes as thin as tiny ants seemed to come to life, falling off from the body of the sword, like little dragons, Swimming towards the Xingming Dao, one after another, they were constantly imprinted on the stone blade of the Xingming Dao.

In the eyes of Su Qinian, this kind of change is more like a kind of inheritance. In fact, there have always been mysteries about the life-saving knife, but the way of the knife is upright and its edge is not extinguished. He doesn't believe in fate, and he doesn't have any doubts about the way of the gods in the past. He has a sharp heart, a bright will, an invincible heart and a fearless will, and he is confident that he will eventually uncover everything and break all shackles.

In just a few breaths, the densely packed runes on the body of the Great Xia Longque Dao were all peeled off, and the imprints were hidden in the body of the Xiu Ming Dao. At the same time, under Su Qinian's gaze, the mouth accompanied by the The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Knife, which was known as one of the three most important tools of the human race for the life of the Emperor of the late Xia Dynasty, is like a weathered dry stone. From the handle of the knife, it turns into powder inch by inch and disperses with the wind without a sound. .

Clang!
The Xingming Dao bounced up and fell into the palm of his hand. It seemed that there was no obvious change, but from the moment he held the handle of the saber, Su Qinian felt a slight tremor of fighting blood, as if resonating with the blade. Qi surged, and in the dark, the sound of chanting sutras sounded in his ears. He gradually gained some understanding of the state of innate pure yang. Although it was not very deep, it was still good. He felt that the innate pure yang battle blood was becoming more pure at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye, and the transformation of the essence of life became more and more obvious. If things went on like this, he might not be able to completely refine the blood of the baby god in a few years. Through the third layer of the great orifice of the divine treasure, the detached battle saint is pushed to another new world.

Outside the Holy Spirit Stone Forest.

"The bad luck is gone!"

"The Holy Spirit Stone Forest reappears! The Dragon Emperor's suppression of the Jedi has gone smoothly!"

……

With the dissipation of the gray-red aura, many martial arts practitioners from the Five Kingdoms were excited, especially many young people, their eyes glowed and they were very excited. This is the monument in front of them, and it is the existence they want to pursue with all their strength, even if they can only see it from a distance. The back view is also enough to achieve a situation that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve in a lifetime.

Shi Wusheng and the primordial spirits of the various kingdoms looked at each other at this moment, their gazes were complicated and difficult to understand, and the Jedi whose destiny had been damaged, that one pushed across and purified everything in a moment, this kind of power was enough to make their peers, even The strong of the previous generation despaired.

And this is martial arts, that is, practice. On the road of life evolution, years and months are never used to win.

"Out!"

Mingjue's gaze was fixed, looking at the rocky land, a slender figure appeared at some point, as if walking from a picture scroll, at the same time, there was a sound of dragon chant from the sky and the earth.

hold head high!
The dragon chant was loud and clear, as if it was coming from everyone's ears, and it seemed to come from all directions. The sky was clear, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, and the golden sun was pouring down, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, pouring water on the road that walked out of the Holy Spirit Stone Forest. On the pure white figure, sacred and majestic.

And this scene was not just in front of the Holy Spirit Stone Forest, but the same picture scroll appeared in the minds of the Dahan, Buzhou, Dayuan, Jingtang, Nanzhao, and even many human soldiers guarding the land of the world. It is a majestic dragon body winding and entrenched, and it changes into a slender and straight figure in white. The earth is at its feet, and the four seas reflect its eyes.

"This is... luck!"

"It's not the luck of one place, but...the countries of the five directions!"

In front of the Holy Spirit Stone Forest, all the primordial spirits were shocked when they saw the sky and the earth. They felt the change of luck deeply, not only in the territory of the Han Dynasty, but also in the other four countries, and even the land of the four seas.

Luck is vast and unpredictable, this kind of illusory and elusive truth, even the destiny is difficult to understand, but no one can ignore it, it really exists, and in the vast starry sky, it is even more of the ten taboos of the heavens One, at this moment, the fortunes of all lands are gathered together, and with the reflection of the vision in their minds, the powerhouses have become clear.

Human Sovereign Inheritance!

Lost for many years, it originated from the inheritance of the last emperor of Great Xia, and finally has something to belong to.

"The return of the emperor, prosperity and prosperity!"

"This is the day to carry on the past!"

In front of the Holy Spirit Stone Forest, there are elders with deep eyes and infinite sighs. Such a result is undoubtedly the best ending, and it is easier to be accepted by everyone in the world.

From the innate body of pure yang to the second human emperor, perhaps since this one came back from the sky, everything was already doomed.

……

In the Great Han Dynasty, in the Forbidden City, the gates of the Shang's study room are slowly opened.

Han Tianzi was dressed in a bright yellow robe, his eyes were clear, and there was nothing hidden in his eyes about the changes in luck between the heaven and the earth. It was like a raging fire, dyeing the entire sky red, and these changes in luck also included where he was. This ancient city, the old capital of the Great Xia in the past, at this moment, according to luck, although it still belongs to the Forbidden City where his Liu family is located, it has faintly changed hands, echoing the northwest direction. He has no doubt that if that day When the position is moved, the luck of the world is gathered, and the name of the royal family has already existed in name only.

And the same scene, not only in the Han Dynasty, whether it is the Empress Wu of the Jingtang Dynasty, or the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, the Emperor of Buzhou, and the Emperor of Nanzhao, all stood in the palace with complicated and difficult eyes. It can be predicted that the ancestors of more than five thousand years The foundation is about to disappear, and a huge human race will stand between heaven and earth again. They are sinners, but they are not sinners. The nobles of the first emperor.

"Taixuan, has this day finally arrived..."

In front of the Wuhuang City, next to the wordless stele, the Emperor of Nanzhao glanced at the snow-white dragon teeth on his chest, and whispered.

The Daoist Tai Wu said nothing, and after a long time, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)