Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 322 Travel through time and space, the emperor died in battle!

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In front of the ancient altar, Su Qinian coughed up blood, staggered back a few steps, and knelt on one knee.

The rain of silver and lightning pierced through his body, leaving terrible scars. This is a punishment from heaven, a calamity from heaven.

If it wasn't for the awakening of the dragon veins, the tempering of the body, and further progress, at this moment, Su Qinian reckoned that it would be difficult to survive the disaster.

Jielei was even more terrifying than imagined. From this, it can be seen that what he changed just now may be an extremely important piece of history. If he didn't have the death knife in his body, ten of him would have been crushed by the thunder.

This time, the injury was heavier than he had imagined. He immediately sat down cross-legged, stepped into the realm of fetal breath, and began to absorb the primordial qi of heaven and earth, and even the vitality of life deep in the earth. The vitality of the earth contains strong vitality. It can improve people's lifespan, but it is the holy energy to repair damage and recuperate.

As he expected, the vitality of life hidden under the land of the ancient Qinglongmu forest is almost comparable to that of Chang'an, the capital city, and even if it is not as good, it is almost the same.

Sitting cross-legged took a whole incense stick of effort.

Originally, in the realm of fetal breath, it would be back to normal after less than half a stick of incense, but this time the injury was too serious, even if a stick of incense passed, when Su Qinian opened his eyes, he would only be healed initially. There are still traces of thunder in his flesh and blood, making him feel a pain like thunder all the time.

The remaining tribulation thunder is very stubborn and tenacious, and it is also very slow to refine it in the furnace of light. Normally, it would take a year or so to refine all the robbery thunder in the flesh and blood.

And within this year, the future body cannot be summoned again, otherwise it will not be able to bear it anymore, and it will probably end in death.

Standing up, Su Qinian took a deep breath and let it out again, and there was a clear thunderclap in the air, which was the aura of tribulation thunder remaining in his body.

The light in Liu Qingchan's eyes changed slightly, and she immediately saw that Su Qinian's recovery was not as smooth as expected.

There was a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, Su Qinian reckoned that with the remnant of Jie Lei in his body, it would be difficult for him to fight for a long time, otherwise he would be in serious trouble when his qi and blood were empty and Jie Lei took the opportunity to attack.

This is a godsend.

Shaking his head towards Liu Qingchan, Su Qinian looked towards the ancient altar ahead.

Can't help but stare at him, the Hanyang princess didn't say much after all, and knew that people's hearts were shaken at this time, and it was useless to say more.

Only the little monk Mingjue and Xu Ruoyi seemed to be aware of some clues, but they also tacitly chose to remain silent.

Everyone turned around and looked at the ancient altar where the seven Kunduan gods disappeared. The altar with a radius of hundreds of feet looked simple and mottled, and a real dragon carved in stone was wrapped around it.

Why did it disappear in an instant, the void move?Could it be that he entered this real dragon tomb?

Some members of the royal family frowned, it was too abrupt. Thinking about it now, the blood sacrifice was just a prelude, waiting for the real revival of the cave void formation, otherwise it would be very difficult for them to survive such a long time until the little Wudang Immortal arrived.

Only Su Qinian and Liu Qingchan looked at each other, they understood each other, and they both noticed something strange.

But this kind of communication, falling into the eyes of a group of royal children, and even the disciples of the Royal Academy, made them feel a little uncomfortable. A young taboo strong man is not an opponent. Although he encountered an inexplicable thunder in the end, his strength has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

It has to be said that although some people don't want to admit it, this young man's current achievements are enough to be worthy of any proud daughter of heaven.

"The inheritance of the real dragon must not fall into the hands of the demon clan!" a royal child shouted heavily.

Everyone glanced at each other and nodded one after another. The monster race regards the human race as blood food. Once they get the true dragon inheritance, it is definitely not the luck of the human race to deduce a true dragon martial arts.

A disciple of the Royal Academy was silent for a long while, then he gritted his teeth and said, "Death early and rebirth early! I'm going to fight!"

There was a look of surprise in Su Qinian's eyes, he did not expect that at this moment, he was finally aroused with blood, not for his own survival, but for future generations.

"I am coming too!"

Someone said again, from the imperial family, that is a prince, ranked twenty-third, not as weak as the crown, looks a little immature, but his cultivation is not weak, he has already stepped into the second-rate and low-level realm, of course, it cannot be compared with the Ming Dynasty. Compared with several outstanding young people such as Monk Jue Xiao, unlike the Yaozu, the blood inheritance of the human race does not have much magic.

"Let's go too!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone opened their mouths, and all the disciples of the royal family and the Royal Academy showed the will to die, and there was a bit of remorse on their faces.

They really regret it!Just between life and death, they all lost the courage to die. Now that the seven Kun Duanshen had left, they finally came back to their senses.

Perhaps, this is the fundamental reason why the Han imperial family has been able to stand for less than [-] years.

Su Qinian's heart trembled slightly, no matter how big and deep the gap between the imperial court and the entire world of martial arts was, how much scruples and frictions there were between them, as long as the roots of the royal family are not damaged and they can still be bloody, they cannot be underestimated at all.

"I will also board the altar and enter the Dragon Tomb!"

The Twenty-Third Prince drank lightly, then tapped his toes to the ground, and leaped over the ancient altar in the lead.

Keeping his feet on the ground, after a few breaths, the twenty-three prince frowned, and the ancient altar did not respond at all.

How can it be!

Some people didn't believe it. People from the royal family and the Royal Academy stepped up to the ancient altar one after another, but the mysterious force of movement did not appear, and a group of people stood on the ancient altar in a daze.

"Damn it, is it a blood sacrifice?"

A student of the Royal Academy hesitated, then took a few steps forward, gritted his teeth and cut his wrist, allowing the blood to drip on the altar and the ground in front of the altar.

Useless!

Half a stick of incense had passed, and the previously revived Dongxu Great Formation did not respond at all.

"Could it be that this large formation collapsed after only recovering once?"

Some people were unwilling to say that if they could not enter the Dragon Tomb, they would not be able to stop the seven Kun Duan Shen, who had been robbed of the true dragon inheritance, how could they have the face to go back alive.

The young monk Mingjue and Xu Ruoyi also stepped onto the ancient altar. The two outstanding young men on the Dragon and Tiger List felt for a moment, looked at each other, and shook their heads. Without a clue, this place is too weird, which makes her feel uneasy from somewhere.

Although the human race also has formations, but compared to the monster race, it seems a bit weak, such as the hole formation, which is the unique void formation of the monster race. No matter how mysterious the Destiny Book is, it is difficult to understand the mystery of the formation.

Taking a step almost at the same time, Su Qinian and Liu Qingchan landed on the ancient altar.

One-third of the restlessness in the heart of time became more and more intense. Su Qinian looked down at the ancient altar under his feet. If his guess was correct, this ancient altar was the one who helped the human race more than [-] years ago. It was established by the sage of the dragon clan who exiled the nine demon saints.

He felt the charm of time flowing.

This kind of aura can only be felt, and only Su Qinian and Su Qinian, who have inherited a third of the heart of time, can feel it.

The origin of time!

Su Qinian looked at Liu Qingchan, and from the girl's eyes, he saw the same flickering gaze.

Gathering all three Hearts of Time is a big event, and controlling the power of the Heart of Time is another big event, both are indispensable.

In space, in this world, as long as the power reaches a certain level, it can be involved. For example, a top soul figure can go deep into the world of the cave, which is the other side of the void compared to the real world.

Therefore, comprehending the origin of space is not illusory. Even though according to Su Qinian and his wife, there is no record of the origin of space in many historical records, they both discovered that the origin of the world is not only the five elements, yin and yang, and seven categories. The power of the source is just that the history of human practice is too short. The seven original powers are only discovered and understood by the sages of the human race, and they do not represent the end and end of the practice.

Up to now, Su Qinian finally understands what the monster clan's plan is, most of it is aimed at this sage of the dragon clan who mastered the origin of time, such a taboo origin, the power that exiled the nine demon saints back then, if he didn't control it , will always be a heavenly sword hanging high above his head.

As for the other real dragon tomb in the south, and the real dragon tomb laid out by the Kunpeng Emperor, Su Qinian guessed that maybe it was just a suspicious formation, but he had to be on guard that it had no other purpose, even if it was an ordinary one. In the tombs of the sages of the dragon clan, the loss of a true dragon inheritance is also a great enemy.

How to enter the tomb of the dragon sage who mastered the origin of the taboo?

Su Qinian showed a pensive look, feeling the restlessness of one-third of the heart of time in his body, and the princess of Hanyang seemed to feel it too, and his eyes fell.

After pondering for a moment, Su Qinian came to the center of the ancient altar and sat down cross-legged.

Seeing the change of the young headmaster, the disciples of the royal family and the imperial academy all lowered their gazes, showing hope.

Even they themselves didn't realize it at this time. Somehow, they had grown a bit of blind trust in the young man in front of them.

The mind sank into the heart of a third of time.

There is a void with no end in darkness, and there are fine sands of light at the feet, like the gravel of time.

Looking at the long river that exudes a misty clear light in front, I don't know the beginning and direction, and two figures are sitting cross-legged on both ends of the long river.

This time, Su Qinian didn't look at the future body, but at the past body who was only about fifteen years old.

In the past, he didn't move, no matter how he called, he didn't move in the slightest, and he didn't obey the call, but at this moment, Su Qinian felt a strange feeling.

With a thought, he moved over and tried to summon.

hum!

For the first time, at the other end of the tributary of time and space, the past was dressed in a dark blue robe, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

What kind of eyes are these? Su Qinian seems to see the passage of time, the change of years, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the cycle of the sun and the moon.

He suddenly felt that the past body was not as simple as he imagined, not just the past self, but also seemed to have something extraordinary.

clang!

Suddenly, a bell rang, and it came from the body of the past body, without any sign.

A strange fluctuation oscillated from the tributary of time and space and passed on.

The next moment, on the ancient altar, Su Qinian began to glow.

Everyone is very familiar with this ray of light. When the seven Kun Duan Gods left just now, it was this inexplicable and unspeakable radiance that was wrapped around their bodies.

Almost at the same time, blessed to the heart, Liu Qingchan stretched out a palm as white as creamy fat, and pressed it on Su Qinian's shoulder. The heart of time with three-thirds of the power in his body vibrated, and the power of the void was transmitted and intertwined with each other.

boom!

The ancient altar revived, and the misty clear light spread, covering everyone on the altar at once, and the void distorted and disappeared in a flash.

Everything is quiet.

At this moment, there is no one on the ancient altar. At this moment, the stone skin on the pair of dragon eyes of the stone-carved real dragon wrapped around the altar has completely peeled off. Like the longan condensed by time.

"The road is thousands of years old, and the years will kill people's heads! Ask the sky to live and die, and land on the nine-storied building!"

A loud voice resounded throughout the ancient Qinglongmu forest, old and distant, as if it came from a distant time and space.

The beasts are dormant.

In the depths of the ancient Qinglongmu forest, green dragon snakes that can be tens of feet long and as thick as ancient trees are crawling on the ground. The old snake skin is cracked. They look up at the sky, showing awe and sadness.

……

This is a vast ocean and blue sea, and the air of wildness permeates the world.

On an isolated island, the void distorted, and seven figures emerged and fell to the ground.

Kun Duanshen looked in all directions, and his eyes froze for a moment. He saw that on the nine heavens, besides one blazing sun, there were also nine dazzling suns.

Beside him, Lang Lin and the other six also raised their heads, and they were all shaken, showing uncontrollable excitement.

"We are back!" The emperor of the Poison God Scorpion clan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"Third Prince!" Lang Lin murmured, "The person who passed on the Death Saber..."

He hesitated to speak, but the meaning in the words was self-evident.

A strange color flashed in Kun Duanshen's eyes, and he said slowly: "If this son is not dead, it must be a serious problem for our monster clan, but that incarnation that is suspected to be a future body is not so easy to summon."

Um?The hearts of the six Lang Lin moved, and they all showed thoughtful expressions.

"Will those human races..." the descendants of the Desolate Ape Clan hesitated.

God Kun Duan stood tall, with his white robe lightly fluttering. He chuckled and said, "Father asked a few formation masters to adjust for many years, so that they can match the origin of the taboo of the Dragon Clan sage, form the power of time and space, and send us away." Entering here, ten days are in the sky, this is the most prosperous time of my monster clan in this land, nine rounds of sun, each round is a supreme saint of my monster clan."

Monster Race Saint!

The six of Lang Lin were all shocked when they heard the words, even though they were descendants of the emperor's blood, they all showed burning eyes. This was the era when the demon saints lived, and it was also the most prosperous period of their demon clan.

hum!

Suddenly, the sky that had been in the sky for ten days suddenly became dark, and a rain of blood fell into the sky.

This is an astonishing scene, the sky is about to rain blood, and there is a faint sound of mourning resounding through the whole world.

"God cry!"

Kun Duanshen paused and said, the third prince of the demon emperor, for the first time, showed an incomparably solemn look in his eyes.

"God cry!" Lang Lin seemed to have thought of something, his eyes changed, and he shouted, "Great Xia was overthrown, this is the day [-] years ago, when Great Xia fell and the emperor died in battle! Nine of my clan The Great Demon Sage returns to the Demon God Mountain with the Great Xia Longque Saber!"

The emperor died in battle, crying in the rain of blood!

This is the first dynasty after the end of the ancient tribal era of the human race, Great Xia!

In the [-]th year of the Great Xia, it came to an end. Since the arrival of the monster race [-] years ago, after suffering for [-] years, the country finally perished.

Kunduanshen's seven people looked at the distant coast, and the demonic aura was soaring into the sky, rushing towards the shore like a vast ocean, and there were mourners everywhere, even if they were separated by hundreds of miles, they could still be heard clearly.

"I've only been waiting for twenty-four days!" Kun Duanshen said solemnly, "Find the real dragon's lair and kill that one completely, otherwise it will be a catastrophe for my monster clan in eighty-one years."

The six of Lang Lin looked at each other, nodded heavily, and said, "You should sacrifice yourself to die!"

The seven people understood very well that the Demon Emperor had summoned them back then and said that the past cannot be reversed, and if it is reversed, it will never be restored. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps! It is more difficult to write than imagined, it is a huge turning point and plot, there are still 1500 words left, and I will add it tomorrow.)

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