Perfect world battle blood stained nine days

Shi Zhan laughed and rushed to the sky, with a puff, blood sprayed like rain.

The genius of the Holy Spirit Race slowly withdrew his fist.

He looked at his fist and blew lightly to remove the blood from it.

"My lord, I want to collect these flesh and blood...huh?" Suan Ni Bi An re-incarnated and said respectfully.

Suddenly, he saw an incredible scene.

The blood and mud turned into light feathers, and flew into an untraceable space.

The three of them stared blankly, and from that space, they touched a trace of familiar aura.

"What? This is..." The holy spirit Tianjiao in the divine light suddenly became emotional.

"It's the breath of Xiangu!!"

Suan Ni and Bi Yan also confirmed this aura, it was too profound, they became adults' followers only in that world.

"This matter must be kept secret. This person actually has a connection with Xiangu. This is a shocking event. Don't tell anyone about it!" Tianjiao of the Holy Spirit Clan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, my lord!" In the eyes of the two purebloods, there was a light of eagerness, and they nodded.

The road to Xiangu...

If you can enter in advance, instead of going through the lotus of the Three Thousand Avenues...

Then they will be like tigers entering the flock, looking down on them.

What ten crowns, six crowns, will be trampled under their feet, forced to ask for their skills.

"Let's go back now, think about countermeasures, and dig out the history and legends of this world. I believe that there must be a way to go directly to Xiangu from here!"

"it is good!"

The three of them made up their minds, their eyes glowed, if this path was opened up, then the magic treasure of Yuantian Supreme...

The three of them turned into three beams of light and fled away, leaving the Kunpeng's nest.

The earth is incomplete, the gullies are eye-catching, the wind blows, and the chaotic sand submerges everything.

No one knows that an amazing person from the Great Wilderness Generation was buried here.

The second generation of Shi Zhan died in Beihai.

It was still that dark space, on that ancient ship.

The figure of Shi Zhan reunited here, thanks to him leaving a bit of origin here in advance, when the avatar died, he could be resurrected here.

It is a pity that his identity, which was condensed with more than half of Dao fruit, is gone.

"Old Ancestor, I'm back." Shi Zhan crawled out from the ground, sensing the two reincarnation marks in his body, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Well, as I expected, you survived the second life very quickly." The warship hummed, and the figure of Immortal King Cannian was deafening.

All the young people on board hid wisely.

"Eh... Patriarch..." Shi Zhan was speechless for a while, not knowing how to answer.

The remaining will of the Immortal King said: "I know your ambition, and you want to walk your own path. Let me ask you, how is your path going?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhan lowered his head in shame.

He wanted to rely on himself, to go out of his own way, completely...failed.

He simply can't compete with those formed, large-scale, and perfect exercises with his new, first-time, and budding treasure runes.

What a world of difference!The difference between cloud and mud!
"Old Ancestor, please advise." Shi Zhan bent down respectfully.

The warship space was silent for about a moment, and the voice of the Immortal King Cannian came slowly: "Well, I got some interesting stories in your memory, these may be something you already know, but you have never heard of them. Ming Wu, let me explain it to you so that you can understand and understand it.”

boom! ! !
When Shi Zhan heard that he was struck by lightning, his biggest secret had been seen through!
The ancestor found out his true identity, he was not a descendant of the stone clan at all, but a wandering soul from another world who occupied the blood of the descendants!

"You don't have to panic, there is reincarnation in the world, and life and death are not always. Those of us who are descendants, perhaps more like you, are wandering souls from other lands, who have gone through reincarnation and been reborn, and are essentially no different from you. "

"Even me, maybe."

Immortal King Cannian's voice was loud, resounding in Shi Zhan's heart like a thunderous sound, dispelling the panic in the latter's heart.

Shi Zhan's heart slowly returned to calm and peaceful.

He sat on the deck stained with dried black blood, studying hard.

"In the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, the king of Qin won the government, and the survivors of the sixth generation were able to sweep the countries... It can be seen that by taking the foundation of the predecessors, continuing the way of the predecessors... Those who achieve success build the foundation of success, and those who create revolution create revolution The Creator's Gate..."

Immortal King Cannian opened his mouth slowly, he used the history of Shi Zhan's own world to explain the true meaning of Dao to Shi Zhan.

There is no time in the void, and the spring and autumn are known outside the world.

In a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

On the dark and decaying huge warship, Shi Zhan fell into silence like an old monk in meditation.

This state has lasted for a long time, and he has fallen into it since the end of the Immortal King Cannian's preaching.

At some point, Shi Zhan slowly opened his eyes.

"Zhan, an ordinary person, born in a barren village, lucky enough to never give up, with a life of three feet..."

"The bloodline returns to the ancestors, like a toddling child, inheriting the wealth of Wanguan's family and running the market, with the power to control the world, and the hearts of all peoples... After being displaced for several times, he has lost his way many times, and he has passed through three generations..."

"Three lifetimes of ignorance, no truth, exhausted luck, not yet the ultimate, proud like a dragon in the nine heavens, weak like mud on a rotten wall..."

"A word from the ancestors, teaching the heart of war, is like going through ten years, like traveling thousands of miles in the wilderness."

"War is willing to inherit the law of the predecessors, continue the way of the predecessors, borrow the foundation of the ancestors, and follow the way of the descendants. The waves of the Yangtze River push forward the waves of the past, and the new people in the world replace the old. Old ancestors, old ancestors... Please enlighten me!"

Shi Zhan bowed his head heavily.

Buzz...buzz~!
As soon as Shi Zhan's words came out, they echoed on the empty warship for a long time.

The patriarch Cannian, who had been silent for a year, also violently caused countless celestial spirits to dance on the battleship, like heavy snow falling, and catkins all over the sky.

A moment later, Mi Tian's energy shrank, turning into a hazy figure and appearing in front of Shi Zhan.

As soon as this figure appeared, time and space seemed to fall into a chaotic retrospective, and pieces of broken, mottled and bizarre fragments appeared, like dreams and illusions.

"Ancestor!"

Shi Zhan raised his head, seeing this figure, tears welled up in his eyes.

What kind of figure is this? The whole body is covered with eternal scars caused by the enemy's various brutal weapons.

A tripod leg, exuding the power of immortality, was inserted into his abdomen, and half of his body was broken...

The shoulder was cut off, but the sword energy remained forever...

An arrow lingered around the terrifying Qi, obliterating the chaos, as if piercing through the heart.

"Ancestor!"

Touching the resonance deep in the soul, Shi Zhan was in a trance for a moment, and saw the scene of the immortal king bleeding and fighting the enemies in ancient times.

"I'm here, but I'm late..." The figure sighed, and his voice was desolate: "We were caught in the loopholes, and we broke through one by one."

"Descendants, remember not to trust people in the fairy world. If it weren't for them, we would definitely not have fallen into this state. They have abandoned the ancient covenant and have not come to help..."

"Old ancestor...!" Shi Zhan's blood was throbbing, and his soul was trembling.

"Descendants, don't be sad, the future of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths depends on you to win it back, but, in this dilapidated universe... the world is broken and resources are scarce, and I can't see a way out for Nine Heavens and Ten Earths..."

"Old Ancestor, can we still be resurrected and come back! We, the seven tribes of the Border Desolation, have been stigmatized!! The bloodline of the people who swore to defend Diguan to the death, were insulted and bullied, and were accused of being traitors!" Shi Zhan Eyes are red.

"Fighting hard in the borderlands, year after year, generation after generation, life is better than death!"

The figure fell silent, trembling slightly, with black air overflowing.

"Old Ancestor!" Shi Zhan noticed something strange and exclaimed.

This old ancestor, must have been blackened...