Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2228 Fight against the young gods, fight the whip!
The mountains of the gods, the phantoms of the gods!

The mythical catastrophe is presented in such a form, and for any young and strong man who opens the gate of the mythical realm, it is a doom that can be called ten deaths but no life.

The knife just now came from the mountain of the gods, a phantom of the gods shrouded in black robes, behind which was carrying a crimson sickle shaped like a full moon. If you guessed right, this should be the ghost of the legendary starry sky The source of the Ming clan, in ancient mythology, is the god of death who is in charge of the destination of all the dead.

After a short period of astonishment, Su Qinian's eyes shot out an unprecedented piercing beam of light, as if there was a heavenly knife clanging in the void, and the supreme and eternal battle blood boiled like never before. For him, the hand-to-hand combat is an unprecedented experience, although this experience is extremely dangerous for God Master Zhenyuan and others, and has never been seen in ancient and modern times.

"This is the calamity of the ancient gods. With the penetration of the two realms, the unity of the heavens, and the recovery of the ancient gods, the entanglement of fate in the dark, the accumulated calamity of the gods has completely exploded today."

God Lord Tianmo said in a concentrated voice: "But the mythical catastrophe is not an ordinary catastrophe. It originates from the invisible will of the heavens, and the divine catastrophe is not manifested for no reason. It can only be said that it has this qualification to make the gods appear in phantom. Taking a photo can be regarded as a different kind of recognition."

Gui Zhouyue and the others were silent when they heard the words. Although the catastrophe was suffocating and hopeless, such a way of recognition, I really don't know whether to be sad or happy.

Just as they were thinking about it, Su Qinian had already stepped forward again, and stepped into the mythical catastrophe. The black clouds were rolling, extremely thick, and there were thick thunder and lightning from time to time, like giant dragons winding past one after another, chaotic rainwater Peng Tuo, at this moment, can't get close to Su Qinian's ten feet around the body, the eternal supreme battle blood is revived, his whole body seems to have an invisible field, the scorching battle blood evaporates the chaotic sky and rain in an instant.

"Is there no other way?" Ji Zhenyu didn't give up.

Lord Zhenyuan shook his head: "If the mythical catastrophe has not yet fully erupted, I can still break it up. Now that the mythical catastrophe has been completely evolved and mixed with the ancient gods, even the gods dare not easily offend the will of the heavens. Interfering with the coming of the Heavenly Tribulation, taking action now will only lead to more unpredictable variables, and no one can help him right now."

Jiming, on the other hand, noticed the expression on the senior brother of Suotian's lineage at this moment. Although he also showed a bit of solemnity, he didn't have the slightest worry.

"Do you have a solution?" He couldn't help asking.

Senior brother Luo Sheng shook his head lightly, as if he had understood his thoughts, and said calmly: "It's been like this for so many years, life and death are meaningless to us, what we value more is how to live in the present, how to keep What you stick to becomes the future, and nothing else matters.”

This……

Although Jiming didn't fully understand it, he could tell that during these years in the lower realm, this Suotian lineage may have experienced many unimaginable dangers, just like the realm of mythology, and it is also the best among the descendants of the gods in the heavenly realm. The peak of the world can be ranked among the lower realms, and how many life and death wanderings in the meantime can smooth the huge gap between the two realms of practice.

The majestic mountain of the gods, the chaotic material flowing on the mountain, the sacred light lingering, hundreds of millions of rays of auspicious clouds hanging down like silk, Su Qinian, who stepped into the catastrophe, seemed to be able to hear the gods whispering, making his ancestral orifice shake. , his expression remained unchanged, he hooked the heavens of his physical body, stood in the realm of body and spirit, cut off this invisible spiritual erosion, and at the same time raised one hand, hooking it towards the black-robed god of death who had shot before.

Silently, the death god in black robe with the full moon sickle on his back took a step from the mountain of gods and appeared in front of Su Qinian. There are hundreds of phantoms of the gods on the sky, so many terrifying existences, if they attack all at once, they really don't know how to resist. Fortunately, even if it is just a reflection of the mythical catastrophe, the gods still maintain the supreme glory and never bother to At the same time shot.

Woo!
Immediately, in the mythical catastrophe, the black-robed god of death carrying the full moon scythe made a move. His black fist seemed to shake all the undead in the world to cry. Under the black robe, there were bright red eyes, like a blood moon It is as quiet as before, and the fist bursts out, but it is like the full moon's black knife light, which makes people confused. Whether it is a boxing technique or a knife technique, only the supreme source of death blooms. Behind it, a round of blood moon is in the sky, which is also illusory , is not solid.

Myth field!

Zhenyuan and Tianmo, the two supreme god masters, had a thought. It was the prototype of the supreme original imprint. This phantom of the god of death has not been promoted to the highest realm. From this, it can be seen that the mythical catastrophe reflects the ancient god of death. The form of the gods carved by the will of the heavens when promoted to the realm of mythology is equivalent to competing with the gods of the young age.

Only this point is not included in the records of the secret history of mythology, because there are no records that condensed the existence of the embryonic form of the imprint of the highest source when they entered the realm of mythology. The myth in the records, this is a secret that even the two supreme gods don't know.

After all, the heavens are vast and boundless, and the strong are like clouds, especially the growth history of the gods. Many of them are accompanied by fog. In fact, many traces left in the long river of fate will be gradually erased, which also causes some of the memories of sentient beings to be blurred or even missing.

Bang!
Aiming at the god of death who was suspected of being young when he was just promoted to the realm of mythology, Su Qinian hooked his body to the heavens, and the power of all ways returned to the light. Breaking out from the original fist seal, shaking the death knife light, the void in the mythical catastrophe seems to be stronger than the sky iron, even though the two major mythical realms fought fiercely, they failed to stir up any waves.

Sparks were constantly splashing from Su Qinian's body, and white fist marks were continuously branded on the death black robe. This was a mythical battle that spanned ancient and modern times. Su Qinian had a clear mind and a high fighting spirit. , The six layers of divine treasures are fully opened, and the supreme eternal battle blood, like hundreds of millions of red blood dragons, roars in every inch of his muscles, bones, skin, and battle body world.

This is a duel that can be called evenly matched. In the eyes of God Lord Zhenyuan, Su Qinian is already ridiculously strong, far surpassing the records in the secret history of mythology about the newly promoted young myths. The black-robed god of death is not weak at all, and the rudimentary form of the imprint of the supreme source of death seems to be engraved in his bones. The punches kill the flesh and spirit, and if it is the newly promoted supreme god, he may not be able to survive even ten moves .

hold head high!
At a certain moment, Su Qinian's blood boiled forever. He turned into a red golden dragon, but it was only about ten feet long. The vast and nimble dragon body was entrenched in Jieyun. , he shattered the light of the death knife, and for the first time had a hard blow with the black fist of the young god of death.

clang!
The magnificent metal trill sounded like a celestial craftsman forging a magic weapon. The young Death God in black robes was flying, filled with blood energy deeper than the night, a hellhound jumped out of the black robe, and the gray-black hellfire entangled in this path. Even facing the red gold dragon transformed by Su Qinian, the black dog of the dead is not afraid.

This is a supernatural change belonging to the young God of Death. It is somewhat similar to Su Qinian who opened the six-layered orifice and turned into a red gold dragon. His spirit and energy are also greatly improved. The hellhound in mythology is the mount of God of Death. , is a mythical beast that symbolizes ominousness and death. Among the mythical beasts, it is one of the most powerful existences second only to the ancient Tianlong, and it is also extinct in today's world.

As if a myth reappeared, outside Zhantian Mountain, Guizhouyue and the others looked at the catastrophe. The red gold dragon was entrenched, the hell dog roared, and the ancient mountain of gods was at the top of the catastrophe. Two great beasts, especially the red gold dragon incarnated by Su Qi , the supreme source of all Taos circulated, and the original fist seal was ever-changing, but it still failed to overwhelm the hellhound.

On the head of the red gold dragon and under the corner of the Tianlong, there was a burst of glazed battle light, the two ancient seal characters of Zhushen appeared, the mountains of gods roared, and the phantoms of the gods who had been standing still all recovered at this moment, but Su Qinian's At this moment, the combat power was greatly increased again, and the Heavenly Dragon Claw was like five heavenly knives, piercing through the head of the hellhound with a puff.

The phantom of the young god of death reappeared, and then disappeared like a dream bubble. The bright red eyes remained silent, and at the last moment of dissipating, as if possessing some kind of consciousness, he took a deep look at Su Qinian.

And until the last moment, the phantom of the black-robed god of death did not use the full moon sickle behind his back, and Su Qinian did not use the life-saving knife. In this battle, apart from the sealing method that blended the power of the sky monument, he After really exerting all his strength, even the battle-name Zhushen who had turned into the heart of the starry sky revived. Just like Gui Zhouyue and others who were unwilling to mobilize the authority of the gods, the power of the Tianbei, which targeted the gods, was in In the same situation, he is also unwilling to use it easily.

But right now, there are some troubles.

Although killing the young god of death who was engraved by the will of the heavens when he was promoted to the realm of mythology, even the God Lord Tianmo felt in a trance for a while, but the abnormal movement of the God Mountain caused the pupils of the two supreme God Lords to constrict sharply for the first time.

Rumble!
The phantoms of the gods revived, and the entire void of the Mythical Tribulation shook violently. Su Qinian's whole body tensed up. Under this invisible sacred pressure, it was difficult to maintain the body of a dragon. It was as if two ancient sacred mountains fell on his shoulders, making it difficult for him to move forward.

Between the eyebrows, Liuli Zhanhui also seemed to be under a lot of pressure, and he actually appeared to be somewhat collapsed.

Obviously, the revival of the phantoms of the gods on the Mountain of the Gods was probably stimulated by his battle name Zhushen. The Mountain of the Gods was surrounded by rich chaotic matter and sacred light, as if the entire heavens had collapsed and moved towards him. Pressed down.

This is an unprecedented sense of oppression. Even after opening the six layers of the great orifice of the divine storehouse and the gate of mythology, Su Qinian felt that the supreme and eternal battle blood in his body seemed to be solidified. Darkness, under this mountain of gods, no matter how strong the Supreme God Lord is, he will die.

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian understood that this was probably the greatest catastrophe since he embarked on the road of cultivation. He did not move the future body, because no matter how strong the future body is, under such calamity, it is not a real god, it will It is difficult to defeat this mythical catastrophe that combines two catastrophes, coupled with the mighty power that is one of the four taboos in the heavens, it is easier to cause changes, and even induce the gods to descend. Whether it is the past body or the future body, they are already independent individuals, so there is no need for another companion in such a doomed death.

But then, before he could move the Life-Saving Saber, outside the Zhan Tian Mountain, a stream of stone light pierced through the black clouds and fell in front of him. His gaze was fixed, and it turned out to be the magic whip that the elder brother carried with him.

Not to mention Su Qinian, even the elder brother Luo Sheng showed a look of astonishment at this time, and the sudden change was beyond his expectation.

(End of this chapter)