Naruto boy in another world

Chapter 417 The Prophet

"Beihan, I knew you would come here as soon as possible!"

Following a sound like a yellow oriole's cry, a delicate figure in blue clothes suddenly appeared in front of Beihan.

It was Feng Linger, Feng Meier's older sister.

The bright moon-like eyes are shining brightly, with a strong aura, and the black hair is like a waterfall hanging down the slender waist, which sets off the perfect figure even more perfectly. Of course, the most amazing thing is that Nine Heavens Xuannv's face, the beauty is beyond the human world.

Although she looks very similar to Feng Meier, Feng Linger and Feng Meier belong to two completely different types.

For example, in front of Feng Ling'er, Bei Han couldn't find a trace of charm at all. On the contrary, it was full of the sharp and agile waves of the Qinglian Sword School.

"Senior Sister Linger, aren't you in the imperial capital?"

Beihan greeted her very naturally, without the slightest distraction. Since she didn't even accept Xianxian and Meier, let alone Feng Linger, who she had only been with for a few months.

"No, I'm practicing at the headquarters of our Sword Sect in the lower heavens, and I haven't been back for a long time."

"However, I didn't expect that Beihan, your growth is really great. I heard that you have broken through the pinnacle of martial arts and reached the last step in the legend. I knew you would definitely do it."

In the first half of the sentence, Feng Ling'er said it very happily, but in the second half of the sentence, she was full of pride.

After all, there is still a big gap between whether Beihan can make it to the last step, and whether he believes he can make it to the last step.

"Hehe, thank you Senior Sister Linger for your kindness."

Bei Han clasped her fists and said with a smile, her eyes fixed on a blue figure over Feng Ling'er's fragrant shoulders between words.

"Senior Qinglian?" Beihan said in surprise.

Hearing Bei Han's words, Feng Ling'er turned her head a little annoyed, and glanced dissatisfied at the blue figure.

"Senior Brother Qinglian..."

Qinglian nodded, seeing the bright colors shining in Beihan's eyes, it was rare that she didn't care about Feng Linger's dissatisfaction, and took Beihan away directly.

"I didn't expect this day to come so soon. You have already stood at the highest peak of this level."

Qinglian looked at Beihan, with a strong sense of vicissitudes in her eyes. From those bright but calm eyes, Beihan saw the same taste as Fengshen and Baijianshen.

The lament of the passage of time and the sorrow of the heroes of the last days!

"Senior Qinglian... are you also an awakened person... I wonder if you are the Cyan Sword God among the Seven Sword Gods."

Looking at Qinglian, Beihan asked, remembering what Bai Jianshen told Beihan before leaving, and wanted to confirm his thoughts.

Her eyebrows twitched suddenly, and Qinglian's eyes narrowed tightly, she looked at Beihan and asked, "Have you met people from the Ancient God League?"

Beihan nodded, telling the story of how he met the God of War and the God of White Sword, and took out the Xinghe Excalibur for Qinglian to watch.

"Yes, this is her sword..."

Gently stroking the cold sword body, Qinglian said with a sigh.

"The great war had just ended, and many gods and generals were waiting for the moment of reincarnation, but she left to find an illusory existence, and never came back since then. I didn't expect that her weapon would be so powerful after all ages. It can still appear in your hands."

"Maybe this is fate, she wants to fight with your hands."

Qinglian sighed, although he didn't admit that he was the Qingjian God, but he was able to say these words, which can be regarded as a disguised answer to Beihan's words.

"Senior Qinglian, what do you think of the dispute between me and the Ancient God League? I don't understand such a strong intervention and obstruction by the Ancient God League?"

Beihan clasped his fists and asked each other. After all, regarding Beihan's thoughts, the performance of the Ancient God League was indeed too extreme. The so-called precautions, the so-called precautions, even if Beihan's words were false, but as the guardian of this continent, The Ancient God League should also support Beihan instead of opposing it.

But Fengshen and Baijianshen treated Beihan too much, it could even be regarded as disgust.

"If I were them, I'm afraid I would do the same."

Speaking of which, Qinglian turned her head and looked into Beihan's eyes, which were cold and heartless, as if she saw some enemy.

"Why?!" Beihan was taken aback.

"Eternal years ago, the last emperor of heaven, Emperor Tianwu, made a prophecy at the last moment of his life that a prophecy would be born in the future war of the last days. If he leaned towards the martial world, he might still win, but if he If it is used by the local area, it will inevitably become the key factor for the destruction of the world."

"Faced with such an uncertain factor, the Ancient God League was arguing very fiercely at that time. Some said that they wanted to protect this person, while others wanted to obliterate this person and prevent future troubles. At that time, they held the latter view. people make up the majority."

"So before eternity, our Ancient League of Gods made a decision. No matter whether this Prophet's Son is good or bad, no matter whether he is strong or not, as long as he can be found, we must strike him at the first moment. Kill, to avoid the end of the world."

After finishing speaking, Qinglian focused her eyes on Beihan again, her vicissitudes of eyes flickered, and she didn't know what to think about.

"So they all suspect that I am the son of prophecy?!" Beihan said.

"You're right, they are doubting, because there is no soil for breaking through to the extreme in this later world, but you still broke through, so of course they will doubt you."

"But they are just suspicious, and I can be sure that you are the prophet in the rumors."

His gaze was fixed directly on Beihan's body like a unparalleled sword light. Beihan was very powerful and could be called an enemy in this four-pole sky, but at this moment he also felt a little bit of oppression.

"Oh? How are you sure?" Bei Han was puzzled.

"Because of the reincarnation mark on the back of your neck!" Qinglian pointed at the side of Beihan's neck.

Reincarnation print!
Beihan was terrified, and only now was he thinking of the scene he encountered at the bottom of the blue lake.

At that time, the blood sea floating killing formation was fully activated, and Emperor Kunpeng also had a person similar to Uchiha Madara fighting frantically in the small world, directly hitting outside the domain, shaking down thousands of stars, and the sun and the moon were darkened.

At the end of the battle, the two emperors dissipated, but a mysterious red streamer flew from nine heavens and entered Beihan's body.

At that time, Bei Han only felt a pain in the back of his neck, and a mysterious imprint was formed on his body, and at that time he also saw something that did not belong to memory.

Could it be that these are the so-called reincarnation seals!
"Throughout the ages, no one has ever been able to break through the five ancient formations, not even the peak Martial God or the Supreme Void Emperor."

"Except for one person."

"He is the Son of Prophecy!"

(End of this chapter)