Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2210 Outside Nantianmen, the blood of war is revived, who is the master of ups and downs!
The red gold dragon pillar fell to the south, extending out of the heaven.

It was a majestic gate of heaven, towering in the south of the heavenly court, with a height of tens of millions of miles, submerged in the depths of the outer sky, and on the two gateposts, there were four kinds of divine beasts, Shenlong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu. That was the Nantianmen. It is also the way of heaven for millions of celestial masters in heaven to go out.

The only regret is that this Tiannan Gate is just a resident divine form. In the last years of ancient times, in the twilight of the gods that was annihilated in the years and no one knew the truth, the Sifang Tianmen collapsed, and the fragments scattered all over the sky. It has not been rebuilt so far.

Inside and outside the Heavenly Court, many people have noticed that the distinctive red gold dragon pillar is derived from the blood of one person, but it seems to be surrounded by a hundred thousand celestial masters, and it has an indescribable ancient majesty.

He is the native of the lower realm, the successor of the Tianlong bloodline and the divine will of the Tianbei!
In the misty white mist, the eyes of many people from various tribes became sharp. This time they gathered in Tianwaitian, and came to the former Nantian Gate, just for this young man named Su Qinian. Unexpectedly, he unexpectedly Without the slightest bit of fear, he just came outside the Nantian Gate in such a grandiose manner. He is confident. Do you think that the Heavenly Court can protect him?
The white mist was misty, and the supreme aura was circulating. Among the coming supreme gods, some people lowered their gazes. They were sharper than the sky sword. Even in the sky, there were clear sword marks in the void.

Roar!
The Nantian Gate glowed, and Xuanwu neighed on a gatepost, and the Xuanwu Armor was like a sky shield, reflecting the void and resisting this gaze. You must have the bearing of a god list, you can't enter the highest realm with cultivation base, and you can also step into the highest realm with a dark heart."

"Yes, if you want to make a move on the list of gods, do you really think that there is no one in heaven!"

Another cold voice sounded, it was the old man with frosty temples, his worn armor was trembling, and there seemed to be chaotic thunder roaring in the gaps, unlike when he was fishing by the river that day, the old man at this moment was like An ancient god of war, domineering and icy, with the supreme killing aura circulating in his body, his figure is tall and straight, his eyes are extremely frightening, two ancient stone mills can be faintly seen turning, crushing chaos and time and space.

Lord of Gods!

In the misty white mist, there are supreme gods whispering, and there are also terrifying sneers. This is the highest ranked god in the heaven besides Zhenyuan God, ranking twelfth on the gods list. Although it is not in the top ten, but How many supreme god masters on the god list, in the eyes of the powerhouses of all clans, as long as they can rank among the top [-], they are extremely terrifying existences.

"Tianmo, don't look down on us. The Heavenly Court is not in control of the Heavenly Realm. Everyone knows what the Divine Will of the Heavenly Tablet means. This son will be judged by the clans of the Heavenly Realm. You can't stop him."

There was a cold voice, and the corner of the sky seemed to be chaotic in time and space. It was a hazy figure, stepping on the long river of time, and there seemed to be one big world lingering around it, but it was as condensed as a chicken. Many people from various races Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but take a deep breath. Today is going to be a shock, the legendary supreme beings appear one after another, and there is another top ten existence on the list of gods.

God Lord Kongming of Space-Time Ridge, the fifth terrifying existence on the list of gods.

And this clan was born to be close to the long river of time, and they were exiled to the depths of the void when they were young. They were not allowed to return to the real heaven before embarking on the road of conferring gods. Many clansmen came back after a narrow escape, and more than [-]% of them fell and were buried in the depths of the void. , This also makes this clan have historically survived few clansmen, but each of them is extremely powerful. Needless to say, the True God of Time of this clan, although he is on the throne of the ancient gods, among the gods, they are all extremely special existences. Among them, the one who is still looking for the lost Void God Throne wants to join the two God Thrones and become the only true God of time and space in this world.

At this moment, many people from all races are very excited. In the misty white mist, those terrifying existences appear one after another. They are all supreme beings who have only heard their names in the past. Maybe many years will pass, and they will never see them again in this lifetime. Such a grand scene, with hundreds of supreme beings gathered, is second only to meeting the gods.

"The natives of the lower realm, hide behind the heavenly court. Where is your bloody bravery? Isn't the human race known for its supreme fighting spirit?"

A cloud of white mist dissipated, and a slender figure walked out. It was a young man with a tall and straight figure, as rich as a jade, but his eyebrows and eyes were slightly feminine, bright yellow pupils, and there was a full moon mark between his eyebrows. He had a calm posture and a refined temperament. The faint light of the gods floated on the body, like a son of God who stepped down from the moon palace, and also seemed to be stepping on the veins of the avenue, attracting attention from all directions.

The eyes of many young people from various races brightened, especially some of the blood of the gods. They recognized the identity of this young man, and their expressions became solemn. , also came a lot of quite important existences, they are the brilliant and brilliant strongmen who occupy one side in the arena of the sons of the gods.

The one who walked out in front of me was one of them, a real son of God, from Yin Guyou in the Taiyin Cave, at the age of two hundred and sixteen, who had survived eight or nine catastrophes half a century ago, and set foot on the path of the highest source. Lu, now half a year has passed by, and it is rumored that the Taiyin God Body, the secret method of the Taiyin Cave, has been refined into a prototype. In terms of physical strength alone, even among the Eight Tribulations God Lords, it is rare.

"How about it? As a peer, I can give you a chance to fight. If you win, I am too dark to withdraw from Tianwaitian."

Yin Guyou's tone was indifferent, and he spoke lightly. He fixed his eyes on Su Qinian on the red gold dragon pillar, and said with a light smile: "I heard that you have won Junyuan, so you are qualified to join our arena, don't you?" Don’t you even dare to fight with your peers now, this may be the only possibility for you to break the game today.”

This son of the Taiyin Cave is very confident, showing a high posture in every gesture, and the cold figure floating in the white mist behind him does not make a sound, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence. The eyes of the strong are flowing, and they look at each other. It is difficult for them to observe the supreme battle, but the peak duel of the younger generation is a great temptation.

"Yin Guyou, do you think this is the Taiyin Cave? How many of you have the face to say such a thing? It's shameless! Come on! I'll fight with you. Today we will decide the outcome, but also life and death!"

It was Chi Shang in purple cloud clothes, he lived up to his gentleness and modesty before, his black hair was aroused, and the jade ring was broken, and the magic in his black pupils was frightening. Out of the Nantian Gate.

But then he stopped, because at the end of the red gold dragon pillar, Su Qinian raised a hand to stop him.

"He's right. This is the Heavenly Court. I really want to see how much water is there in the heirs of the gods in the heavens. It will save me looking for them one by one in the future. Such an opportunity is rare."

Su Qinian's tone was calm, and he was not irritated by a few words, but looked at Yin Guyou, and said indifferently: "It's just that your words have weight. If you accidentally kill the young one, the old ones will come again, old and young. It's better to step down now and find a family that can be the master."

"You speak very loudly." Yin Gu Youming's yellow pupils sank, "Come from the lower realms, and don't know the etiquette of the upper realms. You are indeed an aborigine. Don't think that you can run wild if you get some luck. In this arena , what you see is only a few scales and half claws, those who are really standing on the top..."

"So much nonsense, just ask, can you be the master?"

Su Qinian glanced at him indifferently, and interrupted him mercilessly, Yin Guyou's expression darkened suddenly, how could he be the master of so many powerful forces present, let alone the two groups of heavenly demons and divine beasts, he just thought, He alone is enough to suppress this native of the lower realm. With absolute power, even the divine will of the Tianbei cannot control the general situation.

"can."

It was standing on the Wandao Flower, the Wandao God Lord spoke, his tone was very light, as if he didn't care much about anything.

"Yes." Immediately afterwards, in the chaotic time and space, the cold voice of God Lord Kongming also sounded.

As soon as these two opened their mouths, in the misty white mist, one after another, terrifying figures also opened their mouths one after another, which can be regarded as approval of this duel. After all, today they are coercing the general situation and coercing the heavens, in order to really attack this young aborigine. Nantianmen, the gods do not act, even if so many of them are gathered together, no one has the courage.

In front of the Nantian Gate, apart from God Lord Zhenyuan, many Lords of the Heavenly Mountains on the Zhanxue Bridge could not help but frown. There are many difficult characters in the arena of the children of the gods, and some are stronger than Chi Shang and others. This is not the breakthrough of Jiuzhong Tianshan, but a real life-and-death fight, and no one will hold back.

Su Qinian had already stepped down from the red gold dragon pillar and set foot in the misty land of white mist in the sky outside the sky. His breath was calm, and the land ten feet away was pure land. He looked forward again, and said in a calm tone, "Come here, let me beat you to death!" you."

Yin Guyou raised his eyebrows, and in his bright yellow pupils, it seemed that there were two rounds of sky and moon ups and downs, illuminating the eternal starry sky. He made the move without hesitation, with the supreme aura gushing out, and he raised countless cold runes with both hands, misty There was a big explosion in the land of white mist, his palms turned into knives, the power of the ultimate yin source was like a galaxy rewinding, and the light of countless knives was like a crescent moon, all condensed on the front of his palm. As he took a step, he slashed at Su Qinian with both hands. Falling, in front of the Nantian Gate, stars actually appeared, lingering around him, and the void seemed to be shaken, producing tiny ripples.

Taiyin Divine Body, Taiyin Knife!

It was just the first blow, and the parent and son of the gods in the Taiyin Cave didn't spare any strength. The true gods and heavenly skills were running, and the cold knife momentum of the supreme original aura made even many gods of the Eight Tribulations feel chills down their backs.

Su Qinian didn't move, and let his hands hold the knife close to him, as if he was intimidated by the force of the knife, until the moment before Yin Guyou's palm almost touched the center of his eyebrows, he didn't notice something strange.

Boom!

The revival of the eternal battle blood that had been silent for nearly a year was like a cosmic explosion, and the red gold war brilliance gushed out, instantly illuminating the upper and lower directions, hundreds of thousands of miles away, and the misty white mist was evaporated in an instant.

(End of this chapter)