Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1472 There are only human races, when the sky is clear! (seeking subscription)
hum!
On the sky wall, which is deeper than the starry sky, an invisible dao fire rises up, dissipating the power of the most rigid and yang law, and even gathers into an illusory vortex, which sucks the spear tip and sinks into it.

At this moment, the old sage was full of heroism, and the sage's aura was so intense that he heard the neighing sound of the golden horse and the heavenly horse. Countless figures of alien races appeared and fell from mid-air. It was the battle history of the old sage. Not counting, everything is reflected in the battle spirit.

Clang!
There was a clanging of swords again, and the brilliant sword light was like water, but it flowed endlessly, like a river of stars reversed, submerged for nine days.

"Weak water is endless, sword energy is endless, old friends, goodbye."

"kill!"

This is a sword master from Heiyu's family. He jumped like a sword and pierced the sky. Not only his flesh and blood body, but also his eyebrows and gods were shining. He completely ignited himself without leaving any room.

For a small accomplished saint, the light of the sword seems to have turned into an ancient river of weak water, and the power of the sword is so strong that it reaches the peak.

hum!
Dao fire swept across and turned into a vortex again, freezing Jian Guang.

In front of the arena, many people were silent. They understood what kind of humiliation the Heiyu family had endured when a traitor like Heiyu Xiao came out. The countless tribesmen who turned into human blood pills and died tragically repented.

Immediately afterwards, several saints of the Black Feather family shot one after another. They gave up the possible reincarnation, and also gave up the difficult and difficult to seize the house. They ignited everything and rushed to the furnace wall, just to ignite the invisible Dao fire and become A large and small vortex.

Yun Tiangong nodded slightly towards Su Qinian, the holy man of all battles soared into the sky, the black halberds bloomed with the power of law, intertwined with each other, the body of the halberd enlarged, and a majestic battle body emerged, everyone seemed to see that In the ancient years, countless sages' bodies were stained with blood, and their scars were mottled. They wanted to fight in all directions, disrespecting gods, immortals, and Buddhas!

Human race, only believe in yourself!

You can stand upright, even if you throw your head and sprinkle your blood, you must fight for peace for future generations.

One after another, the holy powerhouses ascended into the sky, and each figure was like a carving knife, deeply engraved in Su Qinian's battle spirit. He was accepting the inheritance and inheriting the battle blood. He wanted to carry the will of all the people, Go to the boundary sea, attack all enemies, and overthrow the real black hand.

Four Dragon Girl Ao Quan clenched her jade-like white palms tightly. The old saint stopped her just now. As the successor of Zhou Guanglu, she still has more important things to do. She must try her best to become stronger, to transcend, to go Attacking the Supreme Realm is not in vain of the entrustment of the old sage and others to her. There has never been a moment when she can feel her marrow sea so clearly, and every trace of battle blood glows with light and heat far beyond the past. .

It wasn't until this moment that she truly understood the meaning of the word human race. Perhaps they were once weak and struggled to survive in the gaps among the races, but they had an unquenchable will to fight and endless fighting blood. Another generation of sages passed down this inextinguishable fire and became the eternal foundation of the human race.

"kill!"

When the last holy figure vacated, Su Qinian let out a roar that shook the sky. His black hair danced wildly, and the human battle body over two thousand feet reappeared. Blood energy, like long bloody dragons flying.

Especially on the spine on the back, the three divine rings are thorny, and the triple divine storehouses are in full bloom. In the sea of ​​divine court consciousness, the ancient Tianlong entrenched on the shoulders of the war soul revived, jumped up, and merged with the Tianzhu of the spine.

hold head high!
Su Qinian ascended to the sky in one step, swinging the Immortal Time Fist, even if he lost his Dao and Dharma, this punch is still gorgeous, extremely bright, the sound of the fist is like a dragon, and the light of the Immortal Fist that shines like red clouds rises three thousand feet .

With a bang, he pierced through the invisible Dao fire that was no longer thick, and broke the order of the Dao race that was no longer condensed. With a loud bang, he pierced the dark furnace wall, the sky reappeared, and everyone rose into the sky. Get out of the Dao furnace world.

There was chaos on Yunkong Mountain.

There are corpses everywhere. The moment the Dao Furnace descended, too many people were shocked to death, and Da Neng was no exception. The entire Yunkong Mountain was cracked and almost collapsed. Countless people from all tribes looked at the Yunkong Mountain from afar. They didn't dare to approach, the sudden change, they couldn't figure out the root cause, but they could feel the endless terror, until that blazing fist light, with the breath of immortal majesty, pierced through the bottom of the furnace , shattered thousands of miles of sky clouds, tore apart the high sky, and rushed straight into the colorful cracks in the worlds.

"Which quasi-king is here..."

Some elders showed shocking expressions. This blood is too fierce, the fist is too terrifying, and the quasi-king's aura is almost topple the sky. How many years has it been since Yunkong Island has such a supreme creature come? Which quasi-dragon king?
After all, looking at the entire sea of ​​realms, within the Dragon Gate, there are probably only the four great dragon families who can possess such a strong family background. As for whether there are other dormant quasi-kings, even if there are, they are probably very few. Existence is no longer measurable by ordinary people.

In front of the cloud that turned into ruins.

Su Qinian's eyes were cold, and he raised one hand, the Zhunwang's blood was surging like a vast ocean, and he grabbed the simple and dark three-ear canal stove.

hum!
The Dao Furnace hummed softly, and the void melted away, and fell into the cracks of the worlds first. The colorful Dao Light was like a sea, and the Dao Furnace sank into it, disappearing.

boom!
Su Qinian's big hand remained undiminished, sinking into the cracks of the twisted worlds, his body was like glass, and his immortal aura flowed, just like the indestructible Wang Tie, stirring in the colorful dao light.

After a while, he stood with his hands back, his eyes darkened. Just for a moment, he clearly caught a trace of attracting power. He should be the real master of this furnace. Compared with the previous Dao Seventy-one, the master of this furnace , should be a real supreme being, and not an ordinary quasi-king. In addition, he was nailed to the body, some ways and methods could not be used, and he could not be left behind.

"Old patriarch!" "Sage Yunqing!" "Uncle!"

At this time, someone cried out in mourning, and the children of the various tribes showed grief. They never thought that today's bartering ceremony would become a farewell.

"Don't cry, bleed, don't cry!"

The old saint's voice became hoarse, but he still tried his best to breathe out his breath. At this moment, his plump muscles collapsed again, his thick black hair withered, his back became even more bent, and his whole body became haggard, like a candle in the wind, which began to go out.

"Don't make a sad face, remember to kill a few more devil cubs and send them to my grave! I don't need to pay homage or anything, I don't want to see your frowning faces." A saint blew his beard and stared, looking at the few clansmen he brought juniors.

"I miss this world so much. The road to the sky will be closed next year. Remember to bring my ashes urn. I will go back to the Polaris Sky in the Southern Territory to have a look."

……

A group of saints are turning into a rainbow, burning the Tao and the soul, the power of the supreme Taoist weapon, if it is not to throw everything away, how can it block the slightest bit.

Su Qinian's heart was very heavy. Looking at the scene in front of him, the battle blood was accumulating in his chest, and his whole body was about to explode, but he still held back and did not vent.

"Little friend."

The old sage took one last look at Su Qinian, his eyes were warm and clear, and his voice was hoarse, but it seemed to spread across the heavens: "There is no Suotian lineage, no Yunkong Island, no king, emperor... only human race!"

Su Qinian's whole body was shocked. He had suffered so much indifference along the way, and it was hard to repeat the past. One word from the old sage made him let go of many attachments.

So what if the world is an enemy?No matter which day in the future, he will be himself after all, whether he becomes king, becomes emperor, or even ascends to the peak of the emperor, and there are only two words throughout the ages.

Human race!

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian looked forward and bowed deeply.

"Su Qi New Year's greetings!"

"Gentlemen from Ao Quan!"

"I'm waiting to send you off!"

……

In front of the ruins, countless people saluted and spoke thousands of words, all in one bow.

On Yunkong Mountain, there was a roar of mountains and tsunami, which immediately surprised the people of all the tribes who were paying attention, but soon some strong people noticed something strange. It was the rainbow light of the sacred sitting and transforming, and there were more than a hundred counts.

"All saints, sit down..."

Some people fell to the ground, and more powerful people rose into the sky and crossed towards the Yunkong Mountain. Something big happened, and it was a big event like a catastrophe.

Not long after, people saw the former Yunkong Que, and now in front of the ruins of a place, more than a hundred sacred rainbow lights were transpiring, and then slowly dissipated.

"Su Qinian, that light walker, Suotian successor..."

Many people showed a look of surprise, why did this person appear here, what happened to the change in Yun Kongque.

Rumble!
There was thunder rolling, and as the saints transformed, the sky above the entire Yunkong Island became bright red, as if blood would drip at any time.

boom!
At this moment, the rainbow light of all the saints suddenly joined together and turned into a thick rainbow beam, rising from the ground and piercing into the nine heavens.

The cloud of blood in the sky collapsed, and the sound of whimpering just now disappeared.

Su Qinian looked at the scene in front of him, even if he was sitting in bed, the saints didn't want to see blood raining and crying, they walked grandly and passionately, as if there was a clear sky.

The people from the various tribes who rushed here did not know why, but they were still infected by this invisible will. They had some spirit and did not need words. They looked at the top of their heads, and the illusory divine sun rose from behind the shattered blood cloud and sprinkled down. Ten thousand dots of golden splendor.

Gathering his thoughts, Su Qinian looked into the distance. At the end of the boundary sea, it was dark, with thunder flickering, and the blood was like fog. Even after a long distance, he felt a deep sense of oppression.

Ao Quan, the four dragon girl, raised her head and also noticed the changes in the boundary sea.

Slowly closed his eyes, and opened them suddenly after a few breaths. Su Qinian tore his hands apart, and with a bang, a huge gap opened in the void between Yunkong Mountain and the sky, connecting the sky and the earth. He lifted his feet and took a step. In the crack, the distorted Daoguang was suppressed and turned into a colorful avenue, extending into the distance... (Please subscribe, try to recover 3000 words, there is still a chapter.)
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