Antiquity

Chapter 22 Inheritance
"Jing Zhao, go get the Sunburning Spear. Now that the magic weapon has no owner, you just need to pour blood into it, and the magic gun should recognize itself as the owner."

A white light flashed in Jing Jian's hand, and he shouted at Jing Zhao, Xuanbai's long sword went straight towards Qilin, but was stopped by the red whip in midair.

Feng Ran, who suddenly appeared in the air with her long fiery red hair, raised her eyebrows: "Jing Jian, your opponent is me."

Jing Jian was taken aback for a moment, and when he saw the somewhat familiar eyes, he sighed, and the light of the long sword suddenly brightened, and he went up to meet him.

Feeling the sudden explosion of huge immortal power, Feng Ran's complexion changed, and her expression became more dignified. Jing Jian's spiritual power was no lower than hers, and she even had a faint feeling that Jing Jian hadn't tried his best. Fengran looked at the gentle young man in front of him with a complex expression, and a stream of light flashed across his eyes very quickly.

At the same time as Fengran appeared, Jing Zhao turned the feathered umbrella in his hand into a one-foot-large shape, and threw it towards the sky above Qingmu, and the strong fairy power completely bound Qingmu and Houchi inside.She herself turned into a stream of light, and headed towards the Sun-burning gun in mid-air... The qilin who was wrestling with Jingyang saw this scene and roared angrily, and the waves of fire churning in the air became a little more violent, but it was still hard to come by. Break Jingyang's check and balance on it.

One meter away from the Sunburning Spear, a layer of golden halo suddenly appeared around the Sunburning Spear, blocking Jing Zhao out firmly.

Looking at the golden halo that suddenly appeared, Qing Mu paused, and his hands holding Houchi froze. This golden light actually made him feel a sense of origin.

Jing Zhao's complexion changed, and he glanced at the scuffle around him, his gaze fell on the snow-white spot in Qing Mu's arms, he bit his lip, and formed complicated marks on his hands.

A loud dragon's chant and phoenix's cry suddenly resounded in the Observing Mountain Range, and everyone froze and hurriedly looked into the air. A golden phantom of a virtual dragon and a colorful phoenix appeared outside the sun-burning gun, heading towards the golden halo .

The phantom of the spiritual power of the emperor and queen of heaven!Looking at the gradually shattering golden halo and feeling the huge coercion, all the immortals were stunned. They didn't expect Princess Jing Zhao to be protected by the spiritual power of the Emperor and Queen of Heaven. No wonder she dared to be so unscrupulous.

At the same time, a slow sigh came from the Nine Layers of Heaven Palace, with a hint of helplessness.And in the depths of the fairyland, the woman in white robe who was cultivating with her eyes closed suddenly opened her eyes, and a vast spiritual power quickly searched for the Three Realms.

"Strange, Zhao'er is not in danger of life or death. Why did you use the protective seal I prepared for her? What happened in the Three Realms?"

Because of the formation technique left by the True God Bai Jue, the power of exploration flashed across the Wangwang Mountain Range without stopping.It's just that in the Three Realms other than the Wangwang Mountains, they all felt the coercion and terror of this majestic spiritual power.

"It seems that I should go out too..." Accompanied by this soft sigh, the white-robed woman slowly closed her eyes.

With a crisp sound of 'click', the golden halo was broken, Jing Zhao approached the Sunburning Spear, cut his fingertips, and the blood flowed towards the Sunburnt Spear along with the spiritual power...

The Qilin Divine Beast looked at this scene with a trace of sadness in his eyes. If there is no Sunburn Spear, then the imprint left by the True God Bai Jue in this world will really no longer exist.It has guarded for 6 years with a ray of remnant soul, and in the end it still...

There were constant battles in the air, and the dense celestial power exploded all around, but Qing Mu had no time to take care of it at this time. He looked at the gradually shattered golden light and the Sun-burning gun that seemed to be screaming in the golden light, and suddenly felt an endless sadness. The meaning of desolation emerged in my heart.

The vast and lonely ancient magic gun, the sleeping and waiting unicorn beast, the ancient and long-standing mountain range, and... the black and white figure standing on the sky and pushing the sun gun to the bottom of the mountain...

"Hongri, from today onwards, you will guard Mount Wangwang for me, waiting for her return."

A scene that seemed real suddenly appeared in my mind like a phantom, chaotic and heavy... It was an unbearable loneliness and despair.

The extremely low sigh was as ancient as piercing the sky, Qing Mu's slowly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the golden imprint appeared in his eyes as if it had substance, and the dazzling golden light swept away from him, as if he The surrounding Sunburning Spear just now was even more dazzling and majestic, and the feathered umbrellas that enveloped the two of them were also dispersed by this spiritual force.

The unicorn, which was fighting in mid-air, suddenly stood up, and this momentum was... Unbelievable surprise and panic flashed across its eyes, and it stopped attacking and looked towards Qingmu.

At the same time, the Sunburning Spear, which was about to be stained with Jing Zhao's blood, erupted with majestic aura. The Sunburnt Spear, which had been standing still, let out a cheerful cry, turning into a dazzling light of dust that broke through Jing Zhao's shackles, straight to the ground. Fly towards Qing Mu.

Seeing this strange scene, everyone who had been fighting stopped, even Feng Ran and Jing Jian looked in the direction of Qing Mu in astonishment.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Sunburning Spear, which quickly escaped from Jing Zhao, spun around Qing Mu a few times, then quickly became smaller, and stopped in front of Qing Mu, while the scorching aura surrounding it also slowly disappeared.

As if it has spirituality, everyone can even feel the trembling joy it originates from the soul.

It's true that the magic weapon chooses the master!Looking at the situation, anyone with a discerning eye would know that Sunburn Spear chose Qing Mu as the next master.

Everyone glanced at the gloomy Jingyang and the bewildered Jing Zhao in the air, and sighed. These His Highnesses fought so hard for a long time, but in the end they were empty-handed and got nothing.

Qingmu looked at the Sunburning Spear in front of him in a complex manner, feeling its urgency of joy, pondered for a while, and stretched out his hand to hold the Sunburnt Spear in his hand—suddenly, the ink-like color of the Sunburnt Spear fell off inch by inch, and the scorching red The body of the gun appeared in front of everyone, fiery red to pure energy came out from the top of the gun, the huge spiritual power enveloped Qingmu, the whole mountain range began to vibrate, and even the mountain protection formation set up by the True God Bai Jue gradually broke down. Come.

Many immortals and demons bowed involuntarily before the fiery red light, and everyone was panicked. It was just a ceremony of recognizing the Lord, which could have such a terrifying effect.

After choosing the master, the Sunburning Spear was obviously several times stronger than before.No need to guess, everyone knows that after Sunburn Spear and Qingmu's spiritual power are fully fused, Qingmu may really become an incomparable existence in the world except for the three gods.

Among the amazed crowd, only Qilin was filled with uncontrollable surprise and nostalgia when he looked at Qingmu wrapped in red light, and his big eyes gradually became moist. The girl who was affected by the scorching power of the sun-burning gun seemed to be a little clear.

It's a pity... I can't do anything for you anymore, this is the limit I can last, welcome back, my...

There was a trace of regret across the expression, and the last gleam of clarity in the eyes of the unicorn beast slowly dissipated, and a thin remnant soul escaped from the head of the unicorn, slowly drifting towards Qingmu, and finally melted into the sun-burning gun, and the unicorn beast The huge body also dissipated suddenly, and the scorching fire wave instantly disappeared on the top of Lookout Mountain.

"Red sun..." A deep sigh slowly sounded, and the figure in the red light slowly opened his eyes, and there was a sadness and guilt in the golden eyes that he could hardly detect.

Accompanied by the disappearance of the unicorn beast, the red light covering Qing Muzhou's body also gradually dissipated, and he appeared in front of everyone holding the back pool. He held the sun-burning gun in his hand, silent and quiet. He lowered his head and looked at the gun in his hand. Sunburn gun, his expression is difficult to distinguish.

This unexpected situation caused everyone to look at each other in blank dismay. The divine soldiers had already chosen their own masters, so it was meaningless for them to stay here any longer. It was just that the mountain protection formation had already been activated, and they could not leave as they wished.

In mid-air, Jing Zhao looked at Qing Mu who was holding the Sunburning Spear with a complex expression, his expression darkened, he sighed, and flew towards Jingjian.Only Jingyang looked at Qingmu with a gloomy face, and snorted coldly, but he didn't make a move after all.

"Congratulations to Qingmu Shangjun. Now that Sunburn Spear has chosen its owner, we will not force it anymore, and we will leave now." Jing Jian cupped his hands towards Qingmu and put away the long sword in his hand.Everyone knows that unless the master falls, the divine weapon that recognizes the master will never be used by the next master. Unless they can kill Qing Mu, it will be useless even if they take the Sunburning Spear.As for the formation still covering the mountains, with the strength of the three of them, breaking the formation should not be a problem.

The young man in the sky was still silent, with his eyes lowered, Jing Jian was stunned for a moment, and looked at Houchi in Qingmu's arms, seeing that she was also staring up at Qingmu with a puzzled expression, calming down his uneasy heart, Glancing at Feng Ran who had returned behind Qing Mu, she led Jing Zhao and prepared to leave.

"Break into my training place, hurt my mountain guardian beast, do you really think you can leave here so easily?"

Endless coercion emerged from the young man with his head bowed, and the majestic divine power completely shattered the surrounding mountain protection formations. The vast aura spread to every corner of the Three Realms, even the Nine Heavens Palace and the Demon Realm Three Heavens. can be clearly felt.

Submission, absolute submission, unstoppable coercion... The anger from the superior swept everyone's minds.

Hearing these unimaginable words, Jing Jian raised his head and looked at Qing Mu, the absurdity flashed across his eyes, even Jing Zhao stopped in his tracks, and his figure suddenly froze.

The place of cultivation, the guardian of the mountain and the divine beast... Those who are qualified to say these words in the entire Three Realms have long since fallen and turned into dust 6 years ago.

Houchi looked at Qingmu, and suddenly tightened his grasping hands. What's going on? She could feel a familiar and frightening aura from Qingmu... The dark pupils in Houchi's eyes are here Time is as deep as ink, and it has a little sense of majesty and boundlessness.

Under the voluminous robes, where no one could see, the stone chains tied around their wrists glowed faintly.

In a suffocating silence, the young man hanging in mid-air slowly raised his head. The golden imprint in his pupils was as ancient as the substance, and the desolate ancient atmosphere slowly spread. He raised his eyes and looked at Jing Zhao and the others not far away. His expression was cold and majestic.

"How dare you let the red sun disappear in the world, you wait...you should be punished!"

The indifferent voice resounded through the Wangwang mountain range, and the three of Jingjian stared dumbfounded at Qingmu hanging in mid-air, feeling the overwhelming intent of slaughter coming towards them, and a trace of belated fear gradually permeated the hearts of the three.

(End of this chapter)