Heavenly Creation Beast

Chapter 1220 Lu Qian's Origin

"So that's how it is." Lu Qian looked at the deep and dark potholes in front of him, took a very slow breath, and then exhaled slowly.

Is that so?

If he hadn't come back for such a trip, I really don't know what happened.

The Black Sea, the place where he was born, this continent where there is only darkness and silence, since he can remember, he has been alone. When he was young, Lu Qian didn't think it was a big deal, although he was also confused by the endless silence of the Black Sea. I felt uncomfortable in my heart, but since I was born when I opened my eyes to face this kind of environment, Lu Qian has long been used to it.

Only when he later appeared in Huanyu and saw the lush and colorful races and birthplaces behind each of those monks, and recalled his own dead, dark and lifeless birthplace, he would feel a little sour in his heart.

When he was free, he would also think, where did his race go, and why was he the only one in the Black Sea?

Although he gained control of the Black Sea and made the Black Sea his own territory, he was also one of the few monks who had a territory before becoming Emperor Zun.

But that doesn't mean he's not curious about these things.

On the contrary, it is precisely because he has been so smooth in his cultivation that he often thinks about these things and wants to explore them.

But now, Lu Qian finally knew the reason.

His slender fingers flicked across the air, and the evil boy in red recalled what he had learned in Zisi Palace.

The Purple Silk Hall, endows the birth of heavenly talents and earthly treasures that can only be born with wisdom after a long period of time.

Tiancaidibao, in fact, can also be a continent, an unpredictable continent that walks.

With a light hook of Lu Qian's finger, one after another, the mysterious crystal black keys deposited over a long period of time floated up from the potholes of the Black Sea, and obediently came to Lu Qian's side.

It seemed that he felt the familiar aura of the same source on Lu Qian's body. Hei Hai, who had been extremely active when he met Lu Qian, was in tune with Lu Qian's breathing at that moment.

The most core resources of this continent gathered around Lu Qian. Lu Qian spread his raised fingers extremely quickly, and the mysterious crystal black keys gathered around him like a sea were all shattered under his movements.

Uniform broken, bringing the ultimate visual feast.

It's a pity that there is only one Lu Qian here, and Lu Qian is not very moved by this beautiful scenery.

The shattered Xuanjing Black Key did not become powder, but a fog that surrounded Lu Qian.

Lu Qian stretched out her hand to caress the mist, with a bit of nostalgia in her eyes.

It was such an environment. He was born in such an environment and grew up in such an environment.

A cloud of black mist gushes out from the fingertips, which is the same as the surrounding mist. It is Lu Qian's most fundamental and powerful method.

Back then, he used this black mist to kill a Emperor who provoked him to attack him when he was quasi-Emperor.

It was also at that stop that Lu Qian became famous in the first battle. He was already well-known in the universe, and he officially entered the eyes of the emperors in the universe, and he was as famous as them.

"It should be doing this..." Lu Qian watched the soul-devouring black mist rub against him affectionately, with a little indifference in his eyes, he injected the black mist into his body.

Sensing Lu Qian's intention, Hei Wu rubbed against Lu Qian, and wanted to rush in spontaneously, but was interrupted by Lu Qian.

Handsome and evil, the young man in red who used to have a casual smile on his face now looked serious. He moved his finger and gently pressed it against his heart.

When the power that belonged to him became a sharp blade aimed at him, Lu Qian, who knew best how terrifying this power was, didn't even frown.

He looked at the black heart slowly exposed in the body, and took out the heart without changing his expression.

The taken out heart turned into a black seed in Lu Qian's hand, and the mist in his hand no longer gathered on him, but poured into the small seed.

The lack of strength made Lu Qian's footsteps stagger, but the young man in red still had a calm smile on his face. He stretched out his hand with a smile, and watched the black seed drift towards the depths of the Black Sea.

"In this way, I will be here." Lu Qian seemed to have remembered something, and threw the dragon-shaped ink jade at her waist over.

The dragon-shaped jade pendant paused in the air for a while, as if hesitating, and finally chased in the direction where the seeds were moving.

Lu Qian raised her head and raised her lips to reveal a bright smile: "That's it, it's complete."

Standing in place, Lu Qian calmed down the impact of his lack of strength. The young man lowered his eyes. At this moment, he thought of Xiao Tianqing who was still waiting for him in the Tiangong clan.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and Lu Qian's eyes were helpless and apologetic.

"It was said that I came out to get the dowry gift, but now I got the dowry gift, but..."

He didn't have the strength to go back for a while.

But he had to do this, otherwise he might not have a future.

After calculating the time for the ceremony to start, Lu Qian thought, there is still time, as long as he is quicker, there is still time for everything.

The black mist of the Black Sea is dense, covering this continent, different from the black mist chasing the black seeds, these unowned black mist felt the affinity of Lu Qian's body, and spontaneously surged into Lu Qian's body, repairing it. Lu shallow wounds.

But it wasn't just his body that was injured, how could such a simple treatment of his wounds be able to heal him.

Lu Qian sat down cross-legged, trying to repair himself.

With a feeling in his heart, he took out what he had gained from Moon Prism.

He strayed into a secret realm on Moon Prism. Although he didn't know how there was such a secret realm that no one explored in the territory of the Tiangong Clan, Lu Qian gained a lot.

The bracelet with hollow metal rings and small ambilight beads that I want to give to Xiao Tianqing is one of the gains, and more of it is the holy medicine for healing.

Not wanting to delay the ceremony between him and Xiao Tianqing, Lu Qian dug out all the gains from that time, one after another, the holy medicine for healing was thrown out, and under the power of Lu Qian and the magical effect of the Black Sea, it turned into a Flour.

Gentle power poured into Lu Qian's body, repairing Lu Qian's injury.

An inconspicuous but mildly curative lotus seed shattered, turned into mist, and entered Lu Qian's body with Lu Qian's breath.

Lu Qian closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, her injuries healed faster.
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"Be vigilant in your heart, so what if you make sure there is no problem before you put it in the bag?" A low sigh sounded in the void, with a faint smile in it.

After all, he didn't want Lu Qian's life, how could the things he prepared for Lu Qian be harmful.

He just wanted to let Lu Qian fall into a deep sleep to heal his wounds better, what bad intentions could Lianzi of Vitality have!

"I didn't want to be so troublesome at first, but it's a pity that I sent the person here, so naturally I have to send him back."

If he could directly obliterate Tianqing in this era, he would naturally be happy.

But no, Tian Qing was only born in that era, and it was because of his rebellion that he appeared in this era, and he did not have the ability to make people die directly in this era.

Not only that, but he had to find a reasonable reason to send Xiao Tianqing back safely.

Fortunately, the Tiangong clan was more concerned about this matter than him, and he would be less troubled if those people took action.

As for the things changed because of this variable, he didn't care at all.

The only person who can threaten him is Tianqing, and all he does is to send the person who can restrain Tianqing to Tianqing's side.

If the turning point of the Tiangong clan is fettered by emotion, can they put the knife on his neck as unswervingly as before?

Probably not.

A twin lotus blooms slowly in the void.

(End of this chapter)