Cultivator In Martial God World

The wind screamed, and the sea of ​​wood below my feet gradually disappeared. When I looked again, the two had reached the sky above a huge wave.

The sea leaps up wildly, covering the heavens, shielding the sun, the sea and the sky become one color, regardless of each other.

Xiang Donglai's eyes are like torches, looking directly at Yang Xuan, his voice is like a huge wave: "What is Tao?"

bang!

The sea was divided into instantly Two, the huge waves set off ten thousand zhang high, revealing an extremely deep seabed, but without any fish or shrimp.

When Yang Xuan wakes up again, there is already a sea of ​​clouds under his feet.

Above the white clouds, Xiang Donglai stands with his hands in his hands, white clothed flying, his eyes are far away.

Yang Xuan looked at him, and I don’t know how long it took before he asked, "Who are you on earth?"

Xiang Donglai smiled without saying a word and looked towards Further away.

Over there, the sea of ​​clouds is tumbling, and the sunshine is ten thousand zhang, and there is a scene of its own.

"Before you ask me, you might as well ask yourself, who are you?" Xiang Donglai said indifferently.

Yang Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and murmured: "Who am I? I am naturally Yang Xuan."

"Which Yang Xuan?" Xiang Donglai turned his head to look at him.

"Martial God star, Yan Country, Taiping City, Yang Family, Yang Xuan!" Yang Xuan slowly said, reporting his family.

"Really?" Xiang Donglai sneered.

"Isn't it?" Yang Xuan was confused.

"Hehe, is it right? Why not ask yourself." Xiang Donglai said.

Yang Xuan's face was confused, and it took a long time to say: "Earth, Pinghai City, Yang Fan."

"Really?" Xiang Donglai's sneer on his face became thicker.

"Isn't it?" Yang Xuan asked again.

"Why don't you ask yourself?" Xiang Donglai still said that.

Yang Xuan was completely confused. He looked up for a long while, staring at Xiang Donglai, and said every word: "Who am I?"

"Who are you, I don't even know , But came to ask me?" Xiang Donglai laughed heartily: "Do you know why I am here?"

"Why?" Yang Xuan asked.

"It is because you don't know who you are."

"Why did you say this?" Yang Xuan asked.

"And teach you one sentence, listen well." Xiang Donglai did not answer Yang Xuan's question directly, but loudly said: "The way is nothing, create something from nothing. Do you remember? "

"Dao is nothing? create something from nothing?"

Yang Xuan murmured and repeated.

"Think about it." Xiang Donglai's voice gradually faded away, and the silhouette disappeared.

Yang Xuan suddenly raised his head and asked loudly: "Who are you anyway?"

"Heavenly Wolf, Xiang Donglai......"

The last word, But it came from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, and when I heard it again, it was already disappeared.

The clouds began to dissipate and the world began to collapse. After a while, Yang Xuan plunged into darkness.

Open your eyes, the unique scenery of Tianguan comes into view, Qin Liuyun is standing in front of her, looking at him with strange eyes.

"What do you see me doing?" Yang Xuan took a deep breath and calmed his breath.

"What are you calling?" Qin Liuyun glanced up and down with a pair of eyes, as if looking at mental disorder.

"What did I call?" Yang Xuan asked.

"You ask who I am, it's loud." Qin Liuyun looked at him and said.

Yang Xuan suffocated, and then reached out to touch the face of Qin Liuyun, said with a slight smile: "You are naturally a beauty."

"fuck off!" Qin Liu Yun cheeks slightly red, avoiding his magic scratch, and then threw a chip on the table.

"This is the details of the purple clothed Great Emperor, you love to watch it." After speaking, she turned and left.

After Qin Liuyun left, Yang Xuan's face gradually fell into gloom.

The cold sweat in the back of my heart and the scene that evokes the purpose all told him the truth of what happened just now.

Even, the words Xiang Donglai told him were still deeply engraved in his mind.

"Tao is nothing, create something from nothing."

Pick up the crystal block, the information of the Purple clothed Great Emperor flooded into his mind like flowing water. After a while, Yang Xuan looked solemn.

He finally found out that he underestimated this purple clothed Great Emperor.

If he is a genius, then the life of this purple clothed Great Emperor is a genius amongst geniuses.

To put it simply, the purple clothed Great Emperor is the son of the plane 20,000 years ago, the one who collected the Great Destiny in one body.

Stepping on Heaven and Earth, shatter void, suppressing a starry sky, shaking the sky with one hand, and destroying the earth with one hand.

When the purple clothed Great Emperor was at its most glorious, when the emperor's order came, the other Great Emperors did not dare to say a word.

At that time, the Qingyao Great Emperor and Yuanxi Great Emperor of Human Race were not born yet.

Took a deep breath, Yang Xuan put the information crystal block on the table.

If the purple clothed Great Emperor is really the reincarnation of the purple clothed Great Emperor, it is indeed terrifying. Not to mention, it seems that before the purple clothed Great Emperor, he was a Great Emperor reincarnated, and this Great Emperor has no information.

However, he did not take seriously.

For the time being, putting aside all thoughts, Yang Xuan is recalling what happened just now.

First of all, he had a dream of unfathomable mystery, in which Xiang Donglai of Martial God star appeared, and Xiang Donglai asked him again what is the question.

Isn't Xiang Donglai dead? Hearing of his duel with Zitian, I came to his dream to point him out?

But, let's not say whether Xiang Donglai is dead or not, just where did he come from this unimaginable ability?

Wait!

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Xiang Donglai, Heavenly Wolf Xiang Donglai.

Heavenly Wolf......

Could it be said, what is the relationship between Xiang Donglai and Heavenly Wolf Race?

However, if there is a real relationship between the two, why does Heavenly Wolf Race help him?

This is very contradictory.

Being puzzled, Yang Xuan could only temporarily let go of the problem, thinking that his attention turned to Xiang Donglai’s last sentence:

Dao Wei No, create something from nothing.

He felt that this sentence seemed to tell him something.

……

Time flies quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day when Yang Xuan and Zitian will fight each other.

Outside the battle space No. 7, the Great Emperor from all over the universe seemed a bit bustling at this moment.

It’s no wonder that the death battle between the Great Emperors has not occurred for tens of thousands of years, and one of them is rumored to have reincarnated three times and the Old Guy superimposed on the power of the three emperors. This is even more so. It's eye-catching.

"Come, that is the newly promoted Tianqin Great Emperor Yang Xuan."

When Yang Xuan brought Qin Liuyun to the outside of the battle space on the 7th, Many Great Emperors pointed fingers to him, and showed sympathy on his face. Looking like that is no different from seeing a dead person.

Qin Liuyun's face is full of worries. She was not optimistic about this battle at first, but now she is even more worried.

Yang Xuan gently patted Qin Liuyun's shoulder to signal her to feel relieved.

But looking at Qin Liuyun's appearance, I am afraid that it is the worry in my heart, and it has reached its peak.

The one who came to greet Yang Xuan was still Tian Jiu. He first greeted Qin Liuyun, and then approached Yang Xuan, and said in a low voice: "Vice Alliance Lord is here, be careful. ."

Yang Xuan was taken aback for a moment and looked around, but he didn't find any Vice Alliance Lord like the Alliance.

Tian Jiu knew what he was looking at, and shook his head slightly: "Of course the Vice Alliance Lord will not watch here like other Great Emperors. You don't have to look for it."

Yang Xuan this Only relieved.

At this moment, a Great Emperor came over and said, "You are Yang Xuan? Fight hard, I will press you to win."

Yang Xuan is strange. Looking over, the Great Emperor smiled haha ​​and turned away.

Tian Jiu explained: "Great Emperors get together, there is no difference from ordinary Martial Artists. They opened the market and guessed the winner. Your odds are very high..."

"How high?" Yang Xuan asked, but there was a sense of deja vu in his heart.

"Zitian loses one, and yours loses ten. If you win, the bet will be returned ten times." Qin Liuyun explained next to him.

Before, she was afraid of affecting Yang Xuan's mood, so she didn't say anything.

Yang Xuan smiled and said: "Liuyun, you go and press me to win, press more."

Qin Liuyun said: "I've been pressed, bet It’s the future of the Tianqin tribe."

When Yang Xuan looked at her strangely, she explained: "If you lose, the Tianqin tribe will perish as well. It’s better to control you to win. ."

"Ha!" Yang Xuan smiled, so that's how it is.

At this moment, a gloomy voice came.

"Yang Xuan, are you ready for death?"