God's Perspective

Chapter 627
The Hidden Sword Style, plus the Youhan Sword is not an imperial weapon as sharp as an imperial weapon, even if Hu Congfeng used the method of pressing the bottom of the box, the emperor's weapon was still broken, and his tall body was like broken porcelain. The crack finally exploded into blood mist with a bang, and his body and soul were all destroyed by the sword just now.

Prince Long Jue and the others looked at the blood mist, and recalled the ruthless decisiveness of the sword just now, showing their sharpness, and couldn't help shuddering. The sword just now had the strength to threaten them.

Xiang Tatian's eyes flashed, and he laughed abruptly. Although his right-hand man died, he was even more joyful: "Long Jue, this little brother is indeed right, what is a soldier, what is a general, you general , can you suppress him as a soldier?"

Prince Long Jue's face darkened, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind. From the first encounter with the barbarian tribe, he realized that Chu Tian was not ordinary, so he wanted to take it under his command. In the battle field, facing the barbarian tribe's three great human tribes, they were chasing and killing him. Being able to last for five days and five nights has strengthened his opinion, even if it is not as good as him, it will not be much worse.

At this time, this sword killed Hu Congfeng cleanly, which made him feel an inexplicable sense of threat.

Man Nu, Ya Miao'er, and Jiang Zi looked at Chu Tian with surprise, but then they sneered, and they only came to express their views now, wanting to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors?too late!
"The top ten have been established, and the secret treasure of the wild is officially opened. We are both human races, so you should watch and help each other."

Suddenly, there was a mighty old voice in the sky above the battle field. It was the emperor-level existence of the barbarian tribe. Only this barbarian tribe can occupy a seat in the demon world where there are thousands of races.

"Yes."

Immortal Emperor exited, Prince Longjue and other existences did not dare to disobey, and responded respectfully.They glanced at the three barbarians and Chu Tian, ​​their eyes flickering, and the last sentence was obviously addressed to them by the Immortal Emperor.

Then the pulse of the ground below the battle field surged, and the space surged, revealing a void passage with a radius of one hundred feet. A prehistoric aura of terror pervades the air.

"It turns out that the Great Desolation Secret Treasure is hidden deep below the battle field. No wonder the prehistoric aura here is already good." Lang 33 exclaimed. Apart from Chu Tian, ​​he has the least experience here, and only knows about the Great Desolation Secret Treasure. See the true face of the prehistoric secret treasure.

"The top ten will enter the Great Desolate Secret Treasure, and the rest will be able to practice for three months on the battlefield."

The voice spoke again, and Prince Longjue and the others took orders and stepped into the void passage one after another.After they left, the bloody battle field regained some vitality. Hundreds of beings walked out of the mountains below and bowed towards the sky.

Only ten people entered the Great Desolate Secret Treasure in each Great Desolation Conference, and they came here more for the opportunity to practice in the battle field.

The battle field is connected to the Great Desolate Vault, and there is also a Prehistoric spirit. Although it is not as powerful as the Great Desolate Vault, it is still a big opportunity.

"What a powerful breath, what a terrifying space, what an overbearing power."

At the end of the void passage, Chu Tian opened his eyes, and there was a vast scene, which was countless times more ferocious and primitive than the demon world. Even the vigorous green grass and big trees had an overbearing and wild aura, and he couldn't help but marvel.

In this world, it seems that all Taoism has disappeared, only the most primitive power, the purest great avenue, all existence depends on power to determine whether to survive or not, the strong live, the weak die, and the weak eat the strong. unchanging truth.

Also because of the strength of the prehistoric spirit, the space of this world is also extremely strong, even if it is countless times stronger than the demon world and the fairy world, I am afraid that even the existence of the immortal emperor level will not be able to break it easily.

"Yes, this is the prehistoric power, the prehistoric behemoth 200 million years ago, the protagonist of heaven and earth 200 million years ago, and the magnificent epic 200 million years ago."

It was also the first time for Prince Longjue to feel such terrifying power, and he was quite moved.Suddenly, his eyes flashed, he looked at Chu Tian and said: "Brother Yan, I am only one line away from the skeletal fetus, please ask Brother Yan to protect me, Long Jue is very grateful."

Chu Tian glanced at him, his eyes flickering, and said, "Prince, don't worry."

Then they found a mountain range with exceptionally strong prehistoric power, and Prince Longjue turned into his own body. It was a hundred-foot-long black flood dragon, but it was somewhat different from the flood dragon. There were two bumps of earth on both sides of his head. It's not that the dragon's horns are about to grow, but it's the seal of the Shenlong. Even the emperor-level existence of the dragon dragon clan may not be able to unseal it.

Although there is only one word difference between Longjiao and Jiaolong, they are two completely different races. Jiaolong is a race of degenerated dragon blood. From a certain point of view, in the era when Shenlong did not appear, Jiaolong was the orthodox Shenlong.

And Longjiao is the descendant of Shenlong and Jiaolong, forming another race. According to common sense, Longjiao should regard Shenlong as father and Jiaolong as mother, but Longjiao thinks highly of itself, regards Shenlong as orthodox, and looks down on the Jiaolong family.

At this moment, Prince Longjue was criss-crossing this mountain range, puffing and puffing in shallow valleys, and howling in the nine heavens. The surge of flesh and blood absorbed countless prehistoric qi and nourished his body.

With every ounce of nourishment and every puff, an inexplicable aura emanates from Prince Longjue's body, which is the wild power of the flesh body, and the terrifying fluctuation of the bones.

Chu Tian had seen a real keel before, and he couldn't help but wonder, Prince Longjue was infinitely close to the skeletal fetus at this moment, and the power he exuded was absolutely terrifying, but compared with the keel of Longyun Valley, it still seemed to be inferior. .

What kind of state is Shenlong's physical body? Could it be that there is a stronger physical state above the skeleton?

"call"

Prince Longjue suddenly opened his eyes, two golden lights shot out from his eyes, and directly exploded a mountain range in the distance. The prehistoric spirit was suppressed for a short time.

"The skeletal fetus is finally done!"

Prince Long Jue laughed loudly, unable to restrain the excitement in his heart, he criss-crossed the Nine Heavens for quite a while before giving up.

He turned into a human again, full of energy. He looked at the human in front of him, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Brother Yan just now, why didn't you make a move?"

Just now he broke through the skeletal embryo in retreat, and specially asked Chutian to protect the law, just to test Chutian, if Chutian dared to offend him, he would never mind killing Chutian and then quickly.

Chu Tian shook his head, and said helplessly: "The prince is too worried, you and I have no grievances, why should I take action against you?"

He glanced at the turbulent heaven and earth, felt the strong prehistoric power between heaven and earth, and said: "Next, I will ask the prince to protect me."

Prince Long Jue's eyes narrowed, he sneered and shouted: "Okay!"

Chu Tian stood cross-legged on the place where Prince Longjue breathed and breathed, and the same physical body was surging with fetal qi and blood, absorbing the rich prehistoric aura. The most advanced Dragon Flood Dragon, but if you only talk about the strength of the flesh and blood fetus, he is no less than Prince Longjue.

Endless prehistoric power rushed towards him, and at the moment the prehistoric energy poured into his body, Chu Tian felt a tyrannical force rushing towards his heart and mind, as if it wanted to erode and destroy him.

This is the overbearing power of the prehistoric power. Where the power of the prehistoric is located, all the avenues are suppressed extremely deeply, or even disappear. If there was not a sudden change 200 million years ago, the avenue of the prehistoric disappeared completely, and today's void In the world of ten thousand realms, it is still unclear who will be in charge?
On a mountain range, Prince Longjue looked at Chutian in the valley, his eyes flickered several times, what Xiang Tatian said on the battlefield was not unreasonable, between him and Chutian, who is the soldier and who is the general?
I'm afraid this human doesn't want to be his soldier!
There are only two kinds of existence in this world, either friends or enemies!

Prince Long Jue's eyes soared, and now he has broken through the skeletal womb, and his strength has reached an unprecedented peak. Even if it is Xiang Tatian, even a barbarian woman, he is fearless.

To kill a little human being, it's so simple!

But in the end he shook his head again. Chutian didn't move him when he was in seclusion, how could he move Chutian when Chutian was in seclusion?
Even if he wanted to kill him, he had to kill him in an upright manner. How could his mind be half a point worse than that of a human being?

One day later, Chu Tian opened his eyes, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes. Prince Longjue broke through because he was a monster with a strong physical body and bones.

But he can't do it. This practice can at most raise his physical strength to a small level, and he can't break through a big realm.

"Brother Yan has cultivated?" Prince Long Jue asked with a smile.

"That's right, thank you for protecting the prince." Chu Tian bowed his hand, but he didn't have too much intention of gaining or losing. After all, his background is there, and it's normal that he can't break through and break through.

He climbed up to the sky and looked across the wilderness, and what he saw was a wild scene, although the world was huge and the atmosphere was too strong, but there was not much scenery to see, he couldn't help asking: "Are there any treasures in this world? "

Prince Long Jue said sternly: "Of course, it is said that the Barbarian Dragon Emperor came out from here and suppressed all races with his terrifying physical strength."

He looked at the sky and the earth, and a vertical eye suddenly appeared in the center of his broad eyebrows. The vertical eye shone with golden lights, thousands of lines, and it was full of terror and sacredness.

He looked at it at a glance, as if the space had been disintegrated and the prehistoric powers had been seen through. Prince Long Jue saw the extreme depths of the space.

Chu Tian was surprised, this eye gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

In the end, Prince Longjue seemed to have seen something, and he turned his head and said proudly: "Brother Yan, don't be surprised. This is the supreme pupil technique passed down from the dragon by my dragon clan. My eye is equivalent to the eye of a dragon. It has been cultivated to the extreme depths." You can see all over the void and all realms, the ends of the heavens and the earth."

(End of this chapter)