Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 2262 The second quadrant!
Defective products!
In the Valley of Reflecting Gods, the void is stronger than the sky iron, and it has been blocked by the air mechanisms of several giants of mythology, because the words spoken by this cloth-robed boy are really too shocking.

"What kind of crazy talk is this!" Jian Jiu said coldly.

However, the gazes of several giants of mythology also fell on the snow-white throne that Su Qinian was carrying in his hand. Whether the "ice cracks" covered with the throne were natural divine patterns, or were they damaged due to unknown reasons? It's hard to imagine, because even in the twilight of the gods, I haven't heard of any god seat that was broken, at most it was lost in the sea of ​​heavens and Dao, and it was difficult to salvage.

Defective product, this kind of saying is unheard of. I heard the meaning of the cloth robe boy. Although he didn't say it clearly, could it be that the god seat is still forged? Who can cast the god seat for the gods is simply [-] times more outrageous than the myth.

"What do you use to prove that this is a defective product?" Su Qinian asked.

After all, it is a divine seat, so it is definitely impossible to hand it over so easily, but if there is a problem, it is impossible for Su Qinian to hand it over to a certain supreme god in the heavenly court like this.

The cloth-robed boy scratched his head again, his bright black eyes showed a look of serious thought, and then he muttered: "Since it's a defective product, I shouldn't be scolded if I knock it once, and the finished product won't break if I knock it."

As he spoke, a hammer slipped from the cuff of his cloth robe, and Su Qinian's eyes narrowed slightly, because the shape of the hammer was [-]% similar to that of the abandoned workshop in the Land of Absolute Way, but it was a little smaller. Circle, from this point of view, the origin of this cloth-robed boy must be related to the abandoned workshop, but if the seat of God is really made by man, it is hard for Su Qinian to imagine what kind of great secrets are hidden in these heavens.

And how will he, and so many supreme powerhouses in the years to come, become gods?

"Yes." Su Qinian nodded slightly.

He had tried before, and this sacred seat was indestructible. As for Jian Jiuqi and the others, they didn't move lightly. The eyes of the seven mythological giants are a little deep at this moment, and the divine light is flowing. I don't know what they are thinking.

"Okay, I'll try."

The cloth-robed boy grinned and said, he looked a little reserved, as if he hadn't seen outsiders very often, he clenched the hammer that was more than a foot long in his hand, and came to Su Qinian.

Boom!
The snow-white throne was put down by Su Qinian, and the whole Yingshen Valley was shaking faintly. Even a few giants of mythology looked at Su Qinian several times because of this terrible weight, not to mention swinging it as a weapon. This weight, the average Supreme God Lord, is not a person who has achieved physical fitness, or is born with a divine body, so it may be difficult to memorize it.

The cloth-robed boy was also a little surprised and said: "With your strength, if you become an apprentice, you will definitely be able to become a teacher faster than me."

Standing still in front of the snow-white seat, the cloth-robed boy tightened the handle of the hammer in his hand. The black hammer head was no larger than a palm, and then he gently picked it up and pointed it at the back corner of the seat.

Woo!
The next moment, he swung the hammer with both hands, but the hammer was more than a foot long, but it seemed to be heavier than the mountain in his hands. His eyes were solemn, completely different from the shyness before, and he had an unspeakable momentum Condensed on the body, but the eight people of Su Qinian still couldn't feel the slightest breath from him, the black hammer drew an unspeakable trajectory, and landed on the back of the god's seat.

clang!
There was a clear sound of gold and iron clanging, and then, under the reflection of the sharply constricted pupils of several mythological giants, the corner of the snow-white chair back was smashed off with a corner the size of a thumb.

The seat of God was cracked by a teenager with a hammer!

The seven mythological giants approached in an instant, and Su Qinian didn't stop him. The young man who looked like Jun Yuan raised his hand without hesitation, and pressed it on the broken corner of the back of the chair. His five fingers were like knives. The sword, the whole person's breath became extremely high in an instant, as if he wanted to transcend the heavens, but no matter how hard he exerted, there was not a single crumb falling from the gap in the shattered chair back.

"impossible!"

Whether it is the black-robed woman who wants to turn the eternal star into a melting pot, or the gray-clothed boy standing by the chaotic spring, or even the rough and wild young man in the beast robe, they all took action one after another, confirming it in their own ways, because If they don't get to the bottom of it today, they're afraid they won't even be able to go on their own path to becoming a god. This will definitely subvert the cognition of the heavens and all spirits about the superior, immortal gods.

After a few breaths, Qiang Ru a few mythological giants couldn't help being stunned, because no matter what method they used, they couldn't knock a piece of debris off the gap.

"That hammer is weird!" The young man who looked like Jun Yuan turned his gaze, "Let me see what kind of weapon your hammer is."

He stared at the cloth-robed boy. As a giant of mythology, ordinary supreme weapons can also be broken with divine power, and they can also distinguish some of the rare magical materials in the world. It seems to be artificially created, otherwise, as long as it is not a divine weapon, they cannot even shake a single slag when there is a shortage.

"No." The cloth-robed boy refused very simply, "Master said, the hammer must be in his own hands at all times, otherwise he will not be considered a master."

"What kind of master, what a broken rule! He refuses to disclose his origin and identity, and just two or three crazy words, just trying to shake my soul and Dao heart. Do you really think I'm having a good temper and discussing with you!"

The tone of the young man from Junhong God Realm was impatient. It was no longer a question of Su Qinian's willingness to hand over the throne, but that they must get to the bottom of it. You know, shaking their foundation of becoming gods, if this unknown boy really took away the throne of gods today, they will also pretend to be giants of mythology.

boom!
He raised one hand, as if enveloping the entire sky, and as if the eternal stars were falling down, the heavens seemed to be cut off, and in the palm of his hand, there was a seal character like gold and jade, although I don't know him, but as soon as he sees it, everyone can understand it clearly, that is a word of heaven.

Hongtian seal!
This is one of the two fundamental seals of the Junhong God Realm, both created by the Junhong God King, and the blood of the non-God King cannot be passed on, especially the Hongtian Seal, which is different from the Jun Lei Seal. It was created when the God King became a god, and Hongtian Seal was created after he became a God King. It can be said that compared with Jun Leiyin's powerful killing, Hongtian Seal is more like Junhong God King's body of Dao and Dharma. The general outline, a seal method, can be called the strongest god king Tiangong.

hum!
The cloth-robed boy dodged his body, his steps were not big, but he seemed to be walking outside all dharmas, and what he could see was not his real body. This movement looked ordinary, but he easily broke free from Hongtian Yin's trap Take it, he seemed a little angry, his cheeks bulged, and he said solemnly: "I'm not lying, if you grab my hammer again, I'll smash your head!"

"Who cares about your hammer! Think who we are!"

Except for Jian Jiu and Bai Wugou, the five black-robed women did not hesitate to attack. They only wanted the truth, not for the sake of competing with their peers. The power of devouring wants to fix his divine form, and the void is like a furnace, and the time is like a cover. That is the amazing magic of the black-robed woman. She uses the chaotic spring as a bonfire, and locks the cloth-robed boy inside.

From the Chihun God Realm, a young man as bright as a divine sun, with the same bloodline as Jun Yuan, the two giants of mythology made a move together, and once again grabbed the hammer in the hand of the cloth-robed boy.

"You five are too much!"

The eyes of the cloth-robed boy turned cold, and he was no longer shy at this moment. A frightening beam of light burst out from his dark eyes, and the place where he stood suddenly became hazy. The five giants of the black-robed woman were startled, because the cloth-robed boy The silhouette of them once again broke away from the shackles of their Dao and Dharma in an unimaginable way. Even if they were still standing in the void furnace, they seemed to be far away, as if they had never been close.

"Quadrant!"

Su Qinian took a deep breath, and the guess in his heart just now was confirmed. The reason why this cloth-robed boy has no breath, is difficult to grasp, and he cannot leave a memory of a god in his mind, which is clearly the same as the future body when he stepped into the quadrant. No two.

Obviously, the five giants of the black-robed woman who fought against them felt even more strongly, as if they were always standing in a place they could not touch, all laws were not added to them, and all ways were hard to stop. I thought they were approaching the end of the myth, but really Only after fighting each other can we really realize that what is the extension of mythological imagination is not just talk.

boom!
The next moment, the cloth-robed boy made a move. His eyes were calm, and he became a little indifferent. In an instant, he seemed to be a different person. He swung the hammer in his hand, and an unspeakable terrifying aura burst out, which was different from ordinary supreme Qi mechanism is more like a further sublimation on this basis. In Su Qinian's view, even the four words Maha Wuliang are not appropriate enough, but it should be Wuliang Maha!
Boundless Maha, above the end of the myth, this is the power of the quadrant, setting a boundary marker for the myth, the boy in cloth robes made a move, standing in the power that the five giants could not reach, the hammer crossed the inexplicable trajectory, with unspeakable The five mythological giants seem to be trapped in the amber of time and space, and they are frozen, watching the hammer fall inch by inch on the head of the young man in Junhong God Realm.

puff!
There are blood flowers blooming, bleak and frightening, even Jian Jiu and Bai Wugou, who are watching the battle, also show an unprecedented dignified look, this is the only Quadrant who has appeared in the world recently!

Only Su Qinian, although his eyes are equally serious, thinks completely differently, because he is very clear that the cloth-robed boy is the second quadrant of this era, besides the future body.

The younger generation didn't feel anything, but they stepped out of the second quadrant-level figure, which obviously caught Su Qinian by surprise.

How do these two quadrants coexist in the world, who is the quadrant, and who is breaking the quadrant, or, the so-called magic spell, the gods' cognition has also gone wrong.

(End of this chapter)