Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 974 Prisoner Saint Map, Shifang Zhen!
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Kill the emperor!
In the eyes of Su Qinian and Ao Zhan, these three words are no different from a joke, the difference is too big, it is impossible to make it happen.

The two looked at Jing Luan. The preacher of the Heavenly Desire had even told them the secret of the name of the supreme silver battle. It must have been planned for a long time. Because, wanting to kill that emperor's son, Ji Wu, is tantamount to idiotic dreams. It is impossible to say that the two dragon veins of them will be completely buried by that one.

"This requires the help of brother Ao's formation method, and brother Su's taboo of sealing the town."

Jingluan's eyes like autumn water blinked lightly, and her fair face was as crystal clear as jade, without any blemishes. She was so beautiful that she was dreamlike. The combination of holiness and depravity was enough to seduce all beings into intoxication.

Su Qinian and Ao Zhan didn't speak, but just looked at this woman. Although Su Qinian was still a little puzzled up to now, why he suddenly understood the two origins of the taboos in front of the Mingyue Ancient City, but after sealing the Great Emperor After Xuying, he also tried with Ao Zhan, but it was far from what he had been when the Great Emperor Xuying sealed off the town before, but it was still enough to weaken Ao Zhan's combat power by nearly half.

But the emperor's death is all Ao Zhan, and the difference between the two is too great. Su Qinian reckoned that with the power of the Heavenly Dragon Armor and the opponent's unknown weapon, it would be very good if he could seal down [-]% of the opponent's combat power. It's rare, but the remaining [-]% combat power is far from what the two of them can resist.

Unless the two of them join forces, use the void to match time, and develop a ray of time and space power...

Even so, Su Qinian is not sure that he is absolutely sure. If this is the case, the two would rather build a star-level ancient road to avoid this person, and fight again in the future. Such a combination is against their martial arts heart. Everyone has the desire to be invincible, unless they encounter a strong elder, they don't want to join hands with their peers.

The girl who wanted to be in the sky opened her jade hand, and a piece of broken animal skin emerged in her palm, and then slowly opened her hands.

The animal skin, which is only one foot long, is full of cracks and holes, some are like gun holes, some are like sword holes, and some are like spear holes. As soon as it was unfolded, Su Qinian felt a little agitated by the taboos in his body, and he could clearly see that there were no less than a thousand figures imprinted on the animal skin.

As the animal skin unfolded, there was a vague aura of the Holy Realm overflowing, very faint, as if it had been dormant for a long time.

There are thousands of figures, some of which are of human race and some of other races. At first glance, they are smaller than a fingernail, but they are all lifelike, as if they are alive, and they are full of charm.

"Prisoner Saint Picture!"

Ao Zhan opened his mouth with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes, and said, "How could it be in your hands!"

"Brother Ao has good eyesight."

Jingluan seemed to have expected it, the girl smiled and said: "This is the collection of my first generation patriarch of the Heavenly Desire Dao. As for how to get it, it is not something we younger generations can know. It's just that the map is a bit broken, and two more people are needed. Only with the help of my brother can I truly recover and fight against the saint."

Ao Zhan fell silent, and Su Qinian received a voice transmission. At the beginning, this Prisoner Saint Map was a thing that locked the sky. According to legend, at the end of the hundred years, it flowed out from that dusty history and sealed the town of more than a thousand holy souls. Therefore, it is called the holy picture of prisoners.

This is a secret treasure. When it is rumored to be in its heyday, once it is awakened, it is enough to imprison all the saints in the world, imprison the laws of the holy way, and even arrest their holy souls and lock them into the picture.

Prisoner Saint Figure!
Su Qinian stared at the animal skin unfolded in the girl's palm. No wonder the taboos in his body were agitated. It turned out to be a thing of Suotian's lineage. In the name of prison saint, he really swallowed the world. His aura is also no small matter. It is conceivable that once the recovery is activated, even if it is far from the peak, it will be enough to seal the emperor's son without the power of the holy way.

In this way, facing an emperor who cannot use the power of the holy realm, even though the pressure is still huge, the gap has been greatly narrowed.

Immediately, Su Qinian and Ao Zhan looked at each other, they didn't speak, but they already understood each other's mind.

As warriors, they are unwilling to let this opportunity go, no matter how deep the grievances and grievances between Buried Dragon Valley and the Renlong family and Suotian's lineage are, how can they be with an emperor who has the supreme silver battle name and half-step ancestral ban? For the two of them, the meaning of fighting against each other can be equated to the whole road of extradition.

After half a day.

The three of Su Qinian sat cross-legged in the posture of three talents, the three origins and fires were intertwined, one was like platinum glass, sacred and majestic, with the sound of iron chains being pulled, and the other was as brilliant as silver, between reality and illusion , there is also a colorful streak of six colors, sometimes intertwined and sometimes scattered, magnificent and mysterious, with an aura that seduces people's desire.

On top of the three original dao fires, a piece of ancient animal skin is ups and downs. This is the three people who are jointly offering sacrifices to the holy picture of the prisoner. As the contemporary owner of the holy picture of the prisoner, he has the imprint of the heavenly desire, and the girl can feel that, With the infusion of the taboo power of sealing the town, and Ao Zhan's minor repairs to this map, although it does not mean that the prisoner's holy map has been restored to its heyday, it has been able to barely activate it, instead of the death that is silent in her heavenly desire. thing.

For the next few days, the three of them practiced the image of the Prisoner in the depths of the wild mountain. At the same time, Su Qinian's battle spirit avatar also walked out of this wild land and entered giant cities, looking for star cores that could be exchanged. At the same time, it is also telling many young masters from the Central Territory that Suotian's descendants have been under the starry sky of the Sword Spirit King and have never left.

"The star core is hard to find, who will take it out and exchange it is a treasure that suppresses the family background."

"The successor of Suotian searched for the star core, and exchanged a lot of materials with the seventh prince of the Ao family in the ancient city of Mingyue. This is to build an ancient road to the starry sky."

"Most of the starry sky ancient roads that require star cores are star-level ancient roads. It is rumored that the seventh prince of the Ao family is proficient in formations, but he is not standing on the top of the formation masters. If he wants to build star-level ancient roads, he must There must be a star core, otherwise it will be impossible to make the trip."

"This is to avoid the road ahead and go straight to the ancestral land of the Central Territory!"

As day after day passed, the news that Su Qinian and his wife wanted to build a star-level ancient road spread all over the world, and even began to spread in the East Star Sky, and spread to the nearby West Star Sky.

On this day, the border between West Pole Star Sky and East Pole Star Sky.

A young man came from afar. This is a young man like a demon god. He is wearing an armor darker than the night. He looks simple and unpretentious, like a black hole, as if he wants to swallow all the light.

The young man's curly black hair was loosely scattered on his shoulders. He had a strong back, walked like a dragon and a tiger, and had a stern face. His eyes were like two barren tombs, exuding the breath of death that seemed to bury all life.

As he stepped forward, the starry sky trembled, and the stars all over the sky were dimmed. Thousands of innocent souls were roaring under his feet, and they were trampled to pieces as his footsteps rose and fell.

It was too fast, he took a step, the stars flowed backwards, and the starlight connected into a line, and soon reached the boundary of the two poles of the starry sky.

Stopping at the border, several faint dragon patterns emerged on the bronze-colored body of this demon-like young man, some of which looked like flood dragons, some of which looked like wild dragons, and seemed to be descendants of subspecies. At this moment, these dragon patterns all seemed to be After coming back to life, he twisted and struggled on the young man's body, letting out one after another unwilling roars.

snort!
The young man snorted coldly, his body turned black, his roar quickly turned into a moan, and the dragon pattern disappeared again.

"I smell fresh dragon blood."

The young man opened his arms and took a deep breath. His stern face showed a bit of intoxication. His tone was indifferent and even more lazy. Then he lowered his arms and looked at the starry sky in the east. The starry sky is really a bit dirty, far inferior to the ancestral land of the Central Territory, which is fresh and full of aura.

However, the dragon blood here is more precious than the dragon blood of any person in the Central Territory ancestral land, or even the dragon clan.

"Ancient Sky Dragon!"

The young man opened his mouth again, and his desolate and silent eyes revealed a somewhat unconcealable blazing meaning. This place will eventually become his good fortune, helping him to take a further step, or erase the word "half step", and truly enter the forbidden place of the ancestors. Among them, he became the most powerful person of the younger generation in the heavens, pushed his peers horizontally, and competed for the first place under the stars.

After half a day.

Under the starry sky of King Dao Ling, the wild land boiled.

An emperor is about to face the dust and come to this ancient land.

A young master from the Central Territory descended first, and for the followers of Buried Dragon Valley, he wanted someone from Suotian's lineage to come and plead guilty.

"What Suotian successor, the taboo of closing the town, is just a small person from the frontier. As a criminal, he dares to slaughter the descendants of the supreme inheritance of the Central Territory. This is a felony and is doomed to a dead end."

"What half-step ancestral prohibition, the cultivation base of the Great Perfection of the Soul Melting Realm, the emperor can crush him to death with a single finger."

"It's still too late to kneel down, otherwise there won't even be a place to bury the bones. If the emperor takes action, all traces of his existence in the world will be erased..."

It has to be said that these young masters of the Central Region who followed the Dragon Burial Valley worked very hard and spared no effort to ridicule Su Qinian. The Supreme Inheritance also has strengths and weaknesses, and depths of foundation. There are even a few descendants of kings, but there are no heirs of the supreme king. Compared with the parents and children of the current emperor in the Burial Dragon Valley, there is a huge difference.

"What Suotian successor, let him show up to accept the crime, don't be stubborn."

At dawn the next day, in a huge city, a saint son of the Central Territory said coldly, the corners of his eyes were raised, his expression was haughty, and the corners of his mouth were filled with disdain. In the past two or three days, the figure of the descendant of Suotian disappeared without a trace. No matter how aggressive they were, there was no sound at all, which made their followers who came earlier look down on them more and more. When they heard that the emperor was approaching, the successor of Suotian shrank back in fright. He was also a person who was afraid of death.

"It's useless not daring to show up. You have to face it after all. Once the emperor arrives, there will be no way out in the nine heavens and ten earths!"

Another saint sneered. She had a pretty face, but she was proud like a peacock. She frowned and swept the cups and cups to the ground, and only used the utensils she brought with her.

At this moment, in the depths of the wilderness, in a secluded mountain.

Su Qinian sat cross-legged quietly, with the ninety-nine battle spirits standing three feet behind him. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! Ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket for August.)
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