The strongest starting system

Chapter 1466 The Torch of Hope

In the Shenwu Continent, two great emperors were born at the same time in one day. This is an unprecedented miracle, because the opportunity of the thousand-year continent can only allow one quasi-emperor to appear, and the next person will have to wait until the next day. Only after a thousand years can one have the destiny of becoming an emperor, or it will take longer.

After all, the original opportunity of the mainland is a non-renewable product, and it will only become less and less.

After being shocked, many fighters braced themselves to watch the battle situation in front of them, but they could only see the two majestic but blurred figures above the sky, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

The coercion of quasi-emperor powerhouses has surpassed the limits of this continent, and ordinary warriors simply cannot see through the hazy veil that is automatically formed on their surfaces.

The Qinglian Holy Land and the Great Qin Kingdom, including some high-level officials in the Great Song Dynasty, all breathed a sigh of relief. Now there is finally someone who can check and balance the Great Elder of the Soul Palace. It is really not easy.

Thinking of this, many people turned their eyes to the sky.

However, the people in the Hall of Soul seemed a little nervous, they never expected that Zhao Wushuang could be promoted to the quasi-emperor powerhouse.

In this way, the advantage of the Great Elder of the Soul Palace is gone.

The Great Elder of Soul Hall's expression was cloudy and uncertain, and the river of blood surged in his eyes, as if he wanted to engulf the sky.

"There should be only this elixir left that can become an emperor, why do you..."

The tone of the Great Elder of the Soul Palace was ambiguous, he did not believe that Zhao Wushuang broke through to the realm of the Great Emperor with his own understanding, there must be something tricky hidden in it.

However, Zhao Wushuang didn't intend to tell him the secret of Great Desolate Emperor, but with a wave of his sleeve, the rays of light gushed out and flew everywhere, repairing the place burned by the bloody river.

The damage caused by the quasi-emperor can only be recovered with the same level of power.

Until this time, the barrier around the two of them completely dissipated, and the people watching the battle below could see their appearance clearly.

Zhao Wushuang took a deep breath, the energy in his body surged, and the glow of the whole sky burst out from his pores. It seemed that he had used a lot of effort, but looking inside, there was not much movement in his dantian.

His dantian has been integrated with the whole body, whether it is stars, oceans, mountains, rivers or rivers, they are all reduced to nothingness. Of course, it is not nothingness in the true sense, but has entered a higher level, and the power in the dantian melts into the whole body everywhere, and nourishes the flesh.

When Zhao Wushuang closed his eyes, an unprecedented picture appeared in his mind. The whole world seemed to be a world of lines intertwined with white light, and deep in the ground, there was a huge energy light core, Emanating from various holes on the ground, the faint spiritual power supports the operation of the entire heaven and earth.

The source of energy that countless fighters rely on for survival comes from the white light core deep in the ground.

"It seems that only after being promoted to that realm can I feel the true origin of the plane, or use it for me."

Zhao Wushuang smiled slightly, and held his hands tightly. The underground light core, which was countless miles away, seemed to have received some kind of induction, and the overwhelming white energy rushed from the ground to the ground, and all of them poured into Zhao Wushuang's body.

People outside couldn't see it, but as quasi-emperors, Qin Bingwu and the others had extremely keen intuitions.

Such a huge and howling force of heaven and earth can only be controlled by a strong emperor!Those quasi-emperors were both amazed and envious.

On the other side, the red origin power dyed half of the sky red, and the Great Elder of the Soul Palace was ups and downs in it, and the hair behind him swelled violently, turning into giant snakes as thick as mountains.

The blood-red sky and the ten thousand-zhang glow are facing each other far away, forming a strange scene that can be seen by the entire Shenwu Continent.

At this moment, the image in the sky can be seen extending from Zhongzhou to other places. Even those forces on the edge of the continent have already figured out the reason for it after a few months.

People's eyes were either nervous or apprehensive or envious, and some were extremely fanatical.

In Hokuriku, the holy lord of the Flame Holy Land, Fanzhan Sheng, stood at the highest point of the imperial city of the Flame God Kingdom, with his hands behind his back, looking at the far end of the sky, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

Not only him, but all the ministers and elders of the Flame Holy Land came to the heights, watching the upcoming battle to the top of the continent.

A delicate figure in white floated down, and arrived at the side of Brahma Zhan Sheng, who was Fan Qingxian, the current Princess of the Kingdom of God.

Brahma Zhansheng tilted his head slightly, and asked, "Daughter, didn't you break through retreat in the underground of the palace today? Why did you come out again?"

Today's Fan Qingxian has made rapid progress, and has entered the third heaven of saints in just one year. He can be called a rare genius in the Holy Land of Flame once in a hundred years!

But now her mind is not on cultivation and breakthrough, because there are more important things affecting her heart.

"Father, the breakthrough can be postponed for a while, but such a rare sight in a thousand years cannot be missed."

Fan Qingxian's eyes were always fixed on the back in the depths of the sky, teleported from Zhongzhou to Beilu, what Zhao Wushuang left to the world was a slightly tall but majestic back.

"That's right, it would be a lie to say that you are not worried. Do you remember what Zhao Wushuang looked like when he first started? This kid was really good at hiding at the time. He was still an unknown person until the beginning of the competition. If it wasn't for the demon cultivator His identity has been leaked, I'm afraid that the Sword Dao Secret Realm will have to kill a dozen more so-called geniuses."

Brahma Zhan Sheng couldn't help laughing. Even though he thought that Zhao Wushuang had outstanding aptitude and would become a great weapon in the future, he never thought that that kid would reach the pinnacle of this continent within ten years and become the star of hundreds of millions of warriors. savior.

Fan Qingxian also smiled sweetly, but a trace of sadness flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

She was worried about Zhao Wushuang's safety, and also felt that he seemed to be getting further and further away from her.

"If I break through to the third heaven of saints, will I be one step closer to you?" Fan Qingxian murmured in a low voice, his voice drifting away with the wind.

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In the territory of Shenwu Continent, in a relatively remote town, the tranquility for many years has also been broken. Most of the cultivators here are unknown on the mainland, but news came over a few months ago, saying that The end of the world is coming.

The Zhao family is also one of the few big families these days. They focus on basic training and cannot get in touch with the circle of high-level martial artists in the mainland. They naturally scoff at this statement.

But when the long bloody river appeared in front of the residents of the entire mainland, they realized that there were really evil people trying to control the world.

Over the past month, the entire continent has been covered with dark clouds and howling everywhere, but with the birth of that young man, all the darkness was broken, and the sun filled the continent, bringing them new vitality.

(End of this chapter)