ancient god emperor

Chapter 645 Lord of Primordial Mist

Chapter 645 Lord of Primordial Mist
Chu Yun looked at the Nine-Colored God Island, and saw that there were nine gods lingering on the God Island, which seemed to have a vague and hazy meaning. This is the burial place of all saints, full of sacred aura, with a sense of Inviolable majesty!
The colors of the nine colors are not equally powerful, the golden color among them soars to the sky, and there is a faint charm that overwhelms other colors. The saint who left behind that golden light must be very powerful!
"The colors of the nine faces, this is the power of the saints left by the saints in the past, and one of them represents a saint!" Xi Xiaoyue's beautiful face was full of dignified colors, and she continued to say leisurely: "The gold is the golden color." It was left by Sword Saint Ling Tian!"

Chu Yun opened his eyes, he took a deep breath, and said: "I can feel it too, that golden streak, like a divine sword, seems to rise into the sky, disrespecting the heaven and the earth, and disobeying the sky!"

Chu Yun looked at Xi Xiaoyue with a serious look on his face, "Why doesn't silver exist in the wild land?"

In the Wild Continent, any existence that has a slight relationship with silver will become extremely troublesome and full of mystery. Among the nine colors, even if silver is excluded, the light power of blood also does not have this color!
"Silver?" Xi Xiaoyue raised her eyebrows, and she took a deep breath, "Lord of Primordial Meng, have you ever heard of it?"

Chu Yun shook his head. It seems that the Tianyan Sect has indeed mastered many secrets of the ancient times, and knows too many secrets!

"The Lord of Primordial Mist is the proud apprentice of Sword Saint Ling Tian, ​​but he betrayed Sword Saint Ling Tian in the end. In that final battle, he joined hands with the two most powerful people in the foreign lands to strangle his master!"

Chu Yun's pupils shrank, Lord of Primordial Mist?Could it be the scene he saw in the past?That human creature fought with Sword Saint Ling Tian? !

"There is a trace of silver in the blood of the Lord of Primordial Mist, but it is not pure, but it has become so terrifying. In order to completely strangle the last silver blood, the foreign land has formed a peerless formation in the wild land, completely eliminating this kind of blood. Bloodline!"

"It's ridiculous, this wild continent is like a breeding ground for foreign lands, but they don't know what to seek!" Xi Xiaoyue's eyes showed a trace of sadness. This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is, The wild continent does not seem to have remembered the lessons of past history!

Apart from the Central Wilderness, there should be no ancient books on this subject in the other Great Wildernesses, right?So much of the past has been buried!

"To completely eradicate this bloodline?!" Chu Yun's pupils shrank, why did he still awaken the silver bloodline?What kind of secrets are hidden behind the silver bloodline? Why does the foreign land not hesitate to use big means to suppress the silver bloodline? !

Chu Yun put away his galloping thoughts. He knew that all of this was beyond his reach. If he wanted to see the last secret of the sky, he still had a long way to go.

"The cultivation base is still too low!" Chu Yun took a deep breath. If he has a cultivation base that reaches the sky, why don't he know all the secrets? !
The ancient boat docked at the shore of Nine Colors God Island, Chu Yun stepped out of the ancient boat, the ancient boat swung slowly, and then left. For some reason, Chu Yun felt a sense of sadness!
The saints who conquered the sky and fought for the middle of the desert in the past have all fallen, and only these lonely ancient boats are left. They have been sailing in the dark sea for tens of thousands of years. Where can I find the old man here? !

Looking at the pitch-black divine sea, Chu Yun saw a sprawling pitch-black sea area on one side, but in the pitch-black sea area, there is a divine island surrounded by nine colors, where the splendor and the sacred coexist. This is probably the most abrupt thing, right?

On the Nine Colors God Island, there are towering ancient trees, and it looks like a barren feeling, as if it has never been civilized.

Chu Yun took a deep breath. On the island of nine colors, there is a simple stone road. At the end of the stone road is an isolated city, an isolated city that has stood here for an unknown number of years!
"Holy City, the sleeping place of all the saints, after the battle of Ling Tian Sword Master in the past, he cast this place with great means, buried his comrades, and buried himself!" Xi Xiaoyue revealed the secret.

At this time, the rest of the sealers also docked on the shore of the small island. They jumped down, and the fluctuations of the rest of their lives were revealed in their eyes. It has been a long time for them, and they have not felt this way anymore. , They are as small as ants.

"Ancient road, Holy City!" The sealer of the Dark Sacred Sect grinned. What did they enter the Land of All Saints for?It's nothing more than for the last creation of the saints!

"We've finally arrived here. Is the conquest of the proud son of the Central Desolation about to start? Is it the time for the scorching sun to end again and the God of War to rise?" The warrior of the Ancestral Desolate Dynasty had his hands behind his back, his expression icy cold!

The inheritance of the saints originally gathered many scorching suns in the middle of the desert. If you want to get the final inheritance, this is destined to be a fierce battle, and it is also destined to be a journey with blood on your hands and dry bones on your feet!

In this journey, only the strong can win. There is no doubt that as the sealer of the Ancestral Desolate Dynasty, he has such courage!
Many sealers of super dynasties have an invincible aura lingering on them. As powerful darlings of dynasties or sects, they have never been defeated so far in practice. Even if they gather together now, they all think that they are not weaker than people!
The sealer of the Unshielded family glanced at Chu Yun, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "This person is really amazing, although it seems that he only has the eighth level of Yunling." His cultivation base, but it should not be underestimated!"

"Not to be underestimated? It's just that he has some strength!" The sealer of the Dark Sacred Sect glanced at Chu Yun, with a hint of contempt in his eyes. With his cultivation level, if he wanted to kill Chu Yun, it was nothing more than Just use more means!
"Half a stick of incense, this person will last half a stick of incense in my hands at most!" The sealer of the Ancestral Desolate Dynasty opened and closed his eyes, not paying attention.

These words fell into Chu Yun's ears one by one. Chu Yun didn't care. If it was a one-on-one fight, with his strength, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone present at all!

Even if they teamed up to suppress Chu Yun, Chu Yun was not afraid. He, Chu Yun, was not a vegetarian for being able to come all the way from a small wild tribe to the present!

The little white man beside Chu Yun stood up, looked at these sealers, and said with contempt: "What? How dare you insult my human race pet? If my human race pet fights, you will all fall!"

"Oh? It's nothing more than a ferocious beast, but it can actually speak human words. It seems that the spiritual wisdom has been opened, and it has indeed reached a certain level of cultivation, but... if you eat it, the flesh and blood are absolutely delicious!" He licked his lips, a hint of intoxication appeared on his face.

Chu Yun frowned, wanting to kill his battle pet and make it into food?This has to pass his level!
(End of this chapter)

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