Destiny Martial God

Inside the cave, in the endless void!

"Yu Haoran, stop guessing, things are not what you think."

As if he could guess Yu Haoran's true thoughts at the moment, the tower spirit shook his head and reminded him.

"Qinglian and Shenlong were not killed by the supreme existence of the supreme realm. They died naturally because their own injuries were too severe."

"Could it be that they were left with irreparable hidden injuries when the world was first created?"

Yu Haoran did not stop his guessing because of the tower spirit's reminder.

Through his recent experience, he found that more and more powerful people who should have disappeared, or some legendary ones, began to appear one after another, which made him feel a little bit wrong in his heart, as if the entire Tianxuan Continent was undergoing some unknown changes.

Therefore, he hoped to force the tower spirit to constantly reveal the secrets of the beginning of the world, ancient times, medieval times and recent times through his own guesses, so as to discover the reasons for the changes in Tianxuan Continent.

"No!"

Shaking his head, the tower spirit continued to rise to the position of Shenlong's eyebrows, and then pointed to a burn wound at the position of the eyebrows and said.

"Nine Heavens Divine Flame can weaken the defense of the sea of ​​consciousness and corrode the soul of the supreme strong. It is a blood secret method possessed by the ancient gods."

"Ancient gods of the supreme realm!" Looking at the burns that were not very large, Yu Haoran continued to guess.

After all, the combination of the attack and defense of the Azure Lotus and the Divine Dragon cannot be broken by the supreme existence of the supreme realm.

"No!"

While continuing to shake his head to deny, the tower spirit tore off a layer of black skin from the burn wound and sent it to Yu Haoran.

"Yu Haoran, feel it carefully!"

After reaching out to take the black skin handed over by the tower spirit, Yu Haoran originally planned to use his divine mind to observe it carefully.

But when his hand just touched the black skin, the black skin suddenly burst out with a red light emitting a high degree of scorching heat.

In the red light emitting a high degree of scorching heat, a young man with a height of nearly three meters and an extremely handsome appearance gradually emerged, but with five pairs of white wings spread out behind him.

The young man held a sword of unknown grade in his hand, and looked at Yu Haoran with an extremely arrogant look in his eyes, or perhaps he looked at the enemy who no longer existed in his eyes.

"Ta Ling, what is this?" Yu Haoran asked in shock, pointing to the young man with five pairs of white wings.

"A powerful god with royal blood in the ancient gods."

Ta Ling explained the change in Hei Pi without any surprise.

"In the ancient times, the gods and demons, in addition to their physique and appearance far surpassing you humans, the number of wings on their backs is not only a symbol of their identity, but also the source of their own strength."

At this point, Ta Ling walked to Yu Haoran's side, pointed at the five pairs of white wings on the young man's back and reminded him.

"The appearance and physique of the gods and demons in ancient times are not much different. The only difference is the color of the wings on their backs."

"Among them, the ones with holy white wings on their backs are the ancient gods, and the ones with black wings on their backs are the ancient demons."

Speaking of this, Ta Ling turned his head to look at Yu Haoran, and then looked back at the young man of the gods whose body was gradually becoming illusory, and sighed with a trace of envy in his eyes.

"Yu Haoran, as the overlord who once ruled for countless years in ancient times, the gods and demons can be said to be the darlings of heaven and earth, because the newly born gods and demons have the cultivation and strength of the martial emperor realm."

According to the records in the memory inheritance left by the twelve ancient ancestors, the newly born ancestors also have the physical grade of the martial emperor realm.

So, Yu Haoran, who did not envy the ancient gods and demons like Ta Ling, focused his attention on the five pairs of white wings on the back of the young gods.

Because he vaguely remembered that when he escaped from Qianlong Fairyland, the powerful warrior of the Wudi God Clan who was chasing him seemed to have only four pairs of white wings on his back.

"Ta Ling, is the number of wings on the back of the God Clan related to their own cultivation?" Yu Haoran boldly speculated.

"That's right!"

While nodding to confirm, Ta Ling suddenly began to form seals with his ten fingers, and the seals formed directly merged into the red light.

The body of the young man of the God Clan, whose body was gradually fading, not only began to solidify again, but also gradually escaped from the range of the red light.

Although it was just a phantom condensed by the residual energy of the young man of the God Clan using the secret method, the phantom suddenly seemed to have a mind and began to struggle with all its strength.

After all, it was just the weak energy left by the secret method, and it had passed through a long time.

Facing Ta Ling, a pseudo-god powerful man in the realm of three tribulations and half gods, the struggle of the phantom of the young man of the God Clan was completely in vain, and was finally successfully brought to Yu Haoran.

Waving his hand to signal the phantom of the young man of the God Clan to turn around, Ta Ling pointed to the five white wings on the back of the phantom and explained.

"Yu Haoran, your guess is correct. The number of wings on the backs of the ancient gods and demons is indeed directly related to their cultivation."

"Newly born children of the ancient gods are born with a pair of wings, but the length of the wings is very limited. As their cultivation and strength continue to improve, the length of the wings will begin to increase."

"When their cultivation is promoted to the Martial Saint realm, a pair of smaller wings will be added to their backs out of thin air, and then continue to increase the length of the wings through breakthroughs in cultivation."

"The Martial Emperor realm has a pair of wings, the Martial Saint realm has two pairs of wings, the Martial Honor realm has three pairs of wings, the Martial Emperor realm has four pairs of wings, the Martial God realm has five pairs of wings, and the Supreme Supreme realm has six pairs of wings."

"The peak of the ninth rank of the Martial God!"

Through the explanation of the tower spirit on the division between the wings of gods and demons and the realm, Yu Haoran carefully observed the length of the five pairs of wings on the back of the young man from the God Clan, and then pointed out the other party's cultivation.

"Yu Haoran, the other party is not only the peak of the ninth rank of the Martial God, but also a direct descendant of the God Clan with royal blood."

Pointing to the faintly emerging light purple texture in the five pairs of wings on the back of the phantom, the tower spirit reminded solemnly.

"Just as the members of the family's direct lineage can use the blood of their ancestors to display strength beyond their own cultivation, then the members of the God Clan, who are the direct blood of the royal family, can also do this."

"Otherwise, how could he break Qinglian's defense that is infinitely close to the supreme realm and harm Qinglian's soul body and the sea of ​​consciousness of the Shenlong!"

"So that's it!" Nodding, Yu Haoran indicated that he understood.

Waving his hand to disperse the shadow of the young man of the God Clan, the tower spirit returned to the front of the Shenlong Longdao.