Pure Yang Wushen

Cosmos Sang Tianzhong.

Su Qinian is silent, even though he has initially forged his own first track, but he is about to face a god king, which still makes him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.

But he had no choice, because the moment he left the cosmic mulberry field and returned to the heavens, he would definitely be perceived by Junhong God King. , if you don't want to leave that one behind, you can also experience the evolution of Hongtianyin in the hands of a generation of god kings.

Even if it was the Conferred God Platform plus the Death Saber, in the eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi, as long as he was exposed once, it would be impossible for the king of the gods to have a second chance to get close.

Therefore, after half an era, if the universe has matured, they can only wait for King Junhong to leave the God Realm, otherwise they will fall into a trap.

Only one chance!
It is precisely because he is a generation of god kings that Su Qinian does not want to just leave like this. Before he becomes a god, there is absolutely no other thing that can promote the evolution of his five-color scriptures more than the god king himself. It confirms his path to the heavens in the flesh.

Of course, before leaving this cosmic mulberry field, Su Qinian really wanted to take away some of the soil of good fortune, but unfortunately, even if he possessed one-third of the heart of time and space, he would not be able to do so. In the end, it fell silent under the rules and order of the heavens.

Taking a last look at this mu of black land, Su Qinian felt a little regretful. Although his savings of a hundred years were very deep due to various chances, they were still not enough to support him to forge all the tracks and outline the embryonic form of the Tao.

In Hongtian Mountain.

Flocks of golden dragon carps and yin-yang fish floated dead on the golden Yanghe River, but the azure brows of Junhong God King never stretched. One day passed, and he still hadn't noticed any clues. This is really unbelievable. There are only a handful of creatures or powers that can escape his perception, let alone a melee attack. This is simply an unprecedented shame in his endless years of overlooking the heavens.

Even if the wound has already healed, during this day, I don’t know if it is an illusion, but the king of Junhong still feels a little pain in the back of his head. First of all, the one that can break the head of the king of God must be at least a divine weapon, otherwise no matter how strong it is, Even a supreme weapon mixed with divine materials would shatter itself in one blow.

God King Junhong was pacing, uneasy and restless. Of course, it was more of a fire, and he was beaten in the dojo. If this news spread, he would become a laughing stock among ancient and modern god kings.

In front of the Ten Thousand Calamity Sacred Tree, which was one foot high, he picked off a precious Void Dao Fruit, took two bites and then spit it out. The Dao Fruit, which is usually used for tooth sacrifices, now tastes like chewing wax, and it can't change his mood. .

The two one-third space-time hearts were resonating, and the moment they separated from the cosmic mulberry field, Su Qinian saw a head of gorgeous and crystal-clear green hair, very close.

As if it was an instinct, surpassing the flickering sparks of his spiritual will, before he even had a thought, he grabbed the hand of the black-colored Conferred God Platform and swung it up.

"who is it!"

Almost at the moment when Su Qinian and the two left the universe, King Junhong anchored the two people, but it was empty and empty, they were shrouded in the dark light of the Conferred God Platform, isolated from the world . …

His scalp was a little numb, and the King Junhong, who was dressed in a green robe, almost smashed through the mist of time and space in an instant. He wanted to travel backwards in the long river of time and space, and travel forward again, facing the moment when his opponent appeared.

But unprecedentedly, the long river of time and space was disillusioned, as if being suppressed by some invisible mighty force, helpless, King Junhong had a premonition.

Bang!
The colorful Dao Sea and the Eternal Xingtian reappeared, this time with more power, the blood of the purple God King splashed, piercing the nothingness, in the dark twilight, even the young man in Tsing Yi just had an idea at this moment, it was too fast, it was coming to him It was only now that he began to show a look of astonishment, but King Junhong had already staggered a step, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

But this roar did not shake the heavens, nor did it spread out of Hongtian Mountain. There was a dark gleam covering the Yang River. He would not lose his mind either, his sky blue eyes were extremely cold, and when he turned around, he saw two young figures standing under the Divine Tree of Myriad Tribulations.

As strong as a generation of god kings, his face was ashen at the moment, but he couldn't help being startled. He never thought that it would be two young juniors who had never even entered the highest realm. He was surrounded by such two young juniors. Opened the scoop twice in a row at the same location?

At the same time that his mentality was a little broken, King Junhong felt a strong oppression. He looked up at the standing black conferring altar, frowned and said, "Tianbei."

However, the palm-sized Conferred God Platform, under the blessing of two one-third space-time hearts resonating at this moment, is like a black sacred mountain, hanging high on the bank of the Yang River. After entering the abyss, he fell into the realm of the god king, and even fell into the realm of the gods, and returned to the... quadrant.

The invisible mighty force wanted to continue to suppress it, but it was resisted by the King Junhong, and it was maintained in the quadrant, but it fell to the highest state of ninety-nine calamities.

"Half a stick of incense."

King Junhong raised his sky-blue eyebrows lightly. He looked at Su Qinian and the young man in Tsing Yi. He seemed to have noticed something, and a strange color appeared in his eyes, and said: "Suo Tian Chuanren, that human boy who will be the second quadrant in the future, and An existence that is inhuman and near immortal, you rely on this celestial monument to suppress me for half a stick of incense, are you trying to... use me to grind the Tao!"

A generation of god kings, how many eras have they lived, how many changes in the world have they seen, how many things can be hidden from the eyes and ears of the god king, and what kind of thoughts can escape their perception? He said, "This celestial tablet does not seem to be the one deep in the heavens. It actually has the power to suppress the god king. Although there is only half a stick of incense, it is rare in the world. In this half stick of incense, you are not afraid of being beaten to death by me."

The young man in Tsing Yi raised his finger to Su Qinian, immediately separated himself, shook his head and said: "It is he who wants to fight with you, not me."

King Junhong ignored him, but also looked at Su Qinian, and said calmly: "Being able to imitate the spirit of the sky tablet, I really want to see it, the sealing method of Suotian Yimai, this is not your future body , Dare to come here with your real body, this kind of courage is not as good as the gods, but you seem to have not broken the limit. Although the weather is good, it is still a little worse. After all, it is the third quadrant. One step is already enough to be proud of."...

"Go ahead, let me see how far you have come in the road to the heavens, dare to think about grinding the way with the king of gods."

Su Qinian didn't say much. Few of them can't see through the eyesight of a god king. This kind of opportunity is hard to find in ancient and modern times, and it is extremely dangerous. He stepped forward, and every inch of the Supreme Eternal Battle Body began to shine. The blood of the eternal battle is unprecedentedly high, and the god king returns to the quadrant domain. He doesn't know what kind of realization it is, but he knows that this is probably the most dangerous battle since his debut.

The five-color scriptures flowed in his heart, and he walked towards King Junhong, his breath gradually disappeared, as if he had left the heavens, he stood in the world of God, the original body of the heavens resonated with the starry sky, and then he squeezed As soon as he moved his fist, he charged towards the King Junhong.

The five visions appeared together, and then condensed, lingering on his fist seal. The light of the colorful fist blurred the boundary, and it seemed like a condensed body. With this punch, Su Qinian merged into the realm of nothingness and good fortune. As soon as he made a move, God King Junhong raised his brows and eyes slightly, and a strange color appeared: "There is something, the body and the spirit are in one world, but the heavens are so detached, don't be too ambitious."

As he spoke, he raised his fingers and palms, empty and empty, but it seemed to cover the upper and lower directions, and from ancient times to the present, he brushed against the edge of Su Qinian's fist.

clang!
Chaotic sparks splashed all over the place, the seemingly light palm struck Su Qinian's fist, and Su Qinian's body was like a dragon, as if winding and entrenched beyond the void and the years, he became more and more clear and holy, Standing in the farther world, he directly evolved the fundamental scriptures, and five-color ripples grew between his fingers. His black hair became colorful, but his fists became more and more quiet.

Only Divine King Junhong could see that Su Qinian's body was surrounded by emptiness, and the countless chains of the heavens that seemed to him to be naked were slightly blurred at this moment.

"Ok?"

King Junhong raised his eyebrows. He was actually approaching the quadrant realm, and he was about to step into it. In other words, if there was no second quadrant and the first quadrant was in front, the boundary marker could already be set up, but breaking the limit was not enough.

King Junhong, who fell into the quadrant realm, felt a bit of pressure at this moment, but he still stood where he was, but one hand became transparent like water, reflecting the sky, and his palm seemed to turn into a water mirror, reflecting The dragon-like figure of Su Qinian, the colorful fist marks, and the countless invisible shackles stretching down from the lake, all appeared one by one.

The next moment, another Su Qinian stepped out of the water mirror in the palm of the God King Junhong, and two five-color fist marks collided in nothingness.

Even the Divine King Junhong was so calm that he still had time to move the invisible shackles reflected in the water mirror with his five fingers like playing a piano, making one of them dimmed to the utmost and almost disappeared.

boom!
Su Qinian's five-color fist print in the water mirror suddenly became blazing, as if a round of five-color heavenly sun had exploded. In the scorching light and heat, it seemed that something was added, and there was a scene of burning all Taos.

That is the way of the sun, Su Qinian reflected the nothingness with the glazed track, and he could see clearly that King Junhong actually moved the shackles of the heavens on his other body, almost erasing the imprisonment of the way of the sun, making him It radiated unprecedented power.

Su Qinian staggered back, half of his body was almost numb from the shock, and King Junhong moved another shackle of the heavens, which was the method of time.

Another five-color fist print of his own runs forward, and he is heading towards that fist mark. It is not that he takes the initiative to take a step, but that time is reversed, and he is standing against the current. Flooded by the river of time.