Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1930 The drawn broken gun! (ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass)

Time and space guards, time and space palace!

Even the eldest brother Luo Sheng and the others heard for the first time that there was such a faction under that unknown starry sky that even the Zhanhuang Palace was afraid of it, so they didn't go too deep.

"Holding the power of time and space, this taboo number... hell!"

He Laosan was dumbfounded, why didn't he know, there is such an existence, the taboo of time and space, known as the emperor of the heavens and ten thousand ways, not just talking, but really possessing unpredictable power, even surpassing the taboo of fate , Even the number of taboos that can be controlled in each era is different from the other nine taboos, there are only nine places.

But now he is told that there is such a group of strong men who grasp the power of time and space, which completely breaks his cognition, and there is no such record in ancient history.

"Time and space guards, time and space guards..." Renwang Wanwusheng frowned deeply, "I seem to have heard of it before."

In those deep eyes, clarity and chaos are intertwined, like Yin and Yang poles, but under the attention of everyone, King Ren shook his head after pondering for a moment. These things were buried in his lost memory.

Although Wang Wanwusheng failed to understand the reality of the starry sky where the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference is located, these are not important now. This time they are purposefully borrowing the truth and will not stay under that starry sky for too long , as long as you enter the Ancestral Lake, you can directly hit the starry sky of the Blood Realm. However, the Ancestral Lake is extraordinary. If you really want to overturn the blood-colored ocean, only a few of them, even with the Indestructible Dragon Boat, and the Red Emperor Cauldron. It's probably not enough to have a mouthful of imperial soldiers.

"Although no emperor was born in this era of the blood clan, the few great emperors of this clan are not ordinary troublesome ones. Relying on the dark blood path, the blood clan can be said to be the race that digs the deepest blood among the hundreds of clans in the heavens. In the starry sky of the blood world, it can even mobilize the blood of the ancestors of the blood race in the body to recover for a short time, showing some supreme power."

The first Xingtian pondered: "There are also blood curses left by the blood emperors in the ancestor lake. Even the emperor's weapon may be polluted by the blood curse and fall into darkness."

The most important thing is that the Ancestral Lake has never been exposed to the various races throughout the ages. No one knows what is different about the Ancestral Lake besides being the origin of the blood race. If it wasn't for Su Qinian who saw the future In one corner, I learned that the ancestor lake was flooded outside the human world with blood, and that almost supreme mighty power, which corrodes all flesh, flesh, soul, and soul, has not been known to everyone until now.

Since there is the unknown, it also indicates the danger of the unknown.

After all, the three of Su Qinian did not even set foot in the Supreme Realm, nor did they have the ability to truly enter the depths of the Ancestral Lake. Therefore, even if they have insight, it must not be all. In this way, if you want to overthrow That piece of sea needs stronger power.

In front of the Immortal Dragon Boat, Su Qinian and his group discussed for an hour before they separated. Everyone had their assignments and agreed to reunite in two days.

Su Qinian, who walked out of the Battle Emperor's Palace, couldn't help taking a deep breath. The moment just now really opened his eyes. He really came into contact with the top domain of the human race. He not only learned a lot of secrets, but also learned a lot Hidden might or talent.

Su Qinian also saw the vigor and determination of the human race who stood on the cusp of the storm and turned the sun, the moon, and the universe.

After half a stick of incense, in front of the ancestral land of Suotian, Su Qinian stood still, looking at the familiar green and black gable in front of him.

It is also because the re-opening of the supreme battle platform is imminent, the movement between the supremes is very frequent, and Su Qinian and others deliberately hide their whereabouts, so they are not too eye-catching.

Everyone else in the Suotian lineage has their own destinations, even Liu Qingchan is no exception, only Su Qinian, the purpose of this trip is to return to the ancestral land, and the senior brothers feel that this matter, perhaps Only by letting him do it will it be possible to make the trip.

When Su Qinian entered the ancestral land, compared to the past, there were a lot fewer people in the village, except for some old and weak women and children who stayed behind, and Hei Yu built a nest on the back hill. After the master was petrified, many people chose to leave In the ancestral land, travel in the wilderness, or experience and refine your body, or go further, enter the boundary of the heavenly road, and complete the evolution of life in blood and fire.

After the first battle in the ancestral land, everyone realized that they had relied too much on their ancestors many times before, just like young eagles in their nests, they were always unwilling to hunt alone, soaring in the sky alone, and finally when the storm came At that time, they could only curl up in the crumbling nest, waiting for the whip of fate.

They want to practice and become stronger. Even if they can't live through several epochs like their ancestors, they must have enough strength to defend their ancestral land and resist foreign aggression. It can also survive safely and fight for the continuation of the human race.

"Boy Su, you're back!"

A black lightning swooped down from the top of the back mountain. Su Qinian saw the black feather in front of him, but he hadn't seen it for a few months, and he looked even more handsome, especially the black one horn on the top of his head, which became more and more vast and It was fierce, and although the aura was restrained, to a supremely strong man like Su Qinian, it was like a peerless heavenly sword with a hidden edge inside. Once it was unsheathed, it would surely be earth-shattering and the stars would perish.

And the appearance of the black feather also made Su Qinian's spine feel hot. It was the broken and fused blood of the heavenly dragon, which reacted to the appearance of the black feather, and even bursts of faint dragon chant sounded.

"Boy Su, your fused heavenly dragon blood really makes me..." Hei Yu tilted his head, and said awkwardly, "I want to peck your forehead hard."

Su Qinian looked at him speechlessly. This is not the first time he said that. In ancient mythology, Tianpeng once competed with Tianlong for the king of beasts. How could this innate hostility be like Engraved in the bones and blood, it has continued to this day.

But from another perspective, being able to compete with the ancient Tianlong for the position of king of beasts, a beast like Tianpeng, even among the ancient gods and beasts, is probably the top handful, even if it is not as powerful as Tianlong, it is absolutely Pretty much the same.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you are really getting stronger and stronger, my Tianpeng blood is throbbing, it seems to tell me that if I really speak, it will probably damage my heroic appearance." Heiyu saw Su Qi Nian didn't wait to see him, and once again turned into a black lightning soaring into the sky, he was also afraid that he really couldn't help but talk, and he would be the one who would suffer at that time.

Seeing Heiyu's leaving figure, Su Qinian couldn't help laughing. Ten years later, Heiyu has made further progress, and is about to become a real beast king. His restrained aura is already comparable to ordinary quasi-kings, even top-notch kings. Quasi-king.

However, because of this, the blood of Tianpeng has become more and more pure, and it has become more and more integrated with him. The majesty of the ancient divine beast Tianpeng has become more prominent on him. He was also trembling in front of him, and he didn't dare to show his air.

Shaking his head again, Su Qinian restrained his thoughts, walked deep into the village, and came to the foot of the back mountain.

In front of the quiet stone house, Su Qinian looked at the sitting stone statue. Compared with ten years ago, it was still lifelike. He took a deep breath, thinking and thinking never to fall. He always remembered what Master said If so, their brothers and sisters will always wait, even if their generation can't see it, their descendants will uphold their legacy and guard here until the stone statue recovers and returns to the world.

Without saying anything, Su Qinian took out two jars of the blood spring, put one in front of the stone statue, and slapped the mud on the other. He sat cross-legged in front of the stone statue, took a sip of the blood spring from time to time, and at the same time told about the past ten years, the five famines All the changes in the earth, and even the vast starry sky, and many major events.

There are also their senior brothers, some people or things in the ancestral land, many changes, and even some parents who are short-sighted, and the fireworks in the village. Many times, Su Qinian feels that maybe many people in the ancestral land lack experience, But it is precisely because of this tranquility that they can enjoy the serenity of life. The mortal atmosphere is extremely thick here. Every day, the air is filled with the smell of burnt fireworks.

When the jar of blood spring was exhausted, Su Qinian got up, bowed to the stone statue, then turned and left.

He didn't say some words, but he believed that if he really thought about it, he would definitely feel it, otherwise, no matter how much he said, it would be useless.

Walking out of the ancestral land again, Su Qinian came to the blue-black gable wall and looked at the broken gun stuck in the mud. However, the four-foot-long gun body was mottled with rust and had the imprint of history, but it did not have the vicissitudes of time. The change of era cannot make it decay, let alone obliterate its spirituality.

Without any hesitation, Su Qinian stretched out his hand and grasped the four-foot gun, without any resistance, he gently pulled out the broken gun.

The rusty broken gun was surprisingly light, but the moment Su Qinian pulled out the broken gun, he seemed to have an illusion, as if what he pulled out was not a broken gun, but a broken gun. Tianzhu is the backbone supporting the heaven and the earth.

And Tianzhu, even the strongest gods and demons, cannot be shaken, the most terrifying sky, fire, earth, and water cannot be damaged, and it cannot be destroyed by thousands of disasters. It is indestructible from ancient times and will last forever.

Even as if sensing Su Qinian's thoughts, another four-foot broken gun slowly emerged from the hole where the broken gun was pulled out.

Su Qinian took a deep breath, put the broken gun on his back, bowed again in the direction of the back mountain, then turned around again, and left without looking back. He took a step and appeared in the billions of dollars A few steps away, it disappeared completely, without a sound, without leaving any traces, as if it was completely wiped away by an invisible and unpredictable force.

At a certain moment, at the foot of the back mountain, in front of the quiet stone house, at the foot of the sitting stone statue, the breeze blows, and the stone pot falls with the wind, making a light and empty sound. (Please subscribe, thank you for your monthly tickets and rewards!)
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