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The fourth thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters of the wrath of the sky

If it were just an ordinary cross sword mark, Fang Yu's inner fluctuations would not be so great.

But the outline of this cross sword mark looks exactly the same as the Great Road Seal!

It's just that the seal of the avenue glows with golden light, while the cross sword mark that appears on the top of the sky glows with blood-red light!

Different colors, same mark!

What kind of mark is this!? Where does it come from!?

While Fang Yu's heart was shaking, the figure of the Seven Evil Lord in front flickered and retreated.

"Buzz buzz..."

The blood-red cross sword mark shone brightly in the sky, causing the surrounding pressure to suddenly increase to the extreme.

A majestic, thick, and ancient breath pressed down from the sky, making all the monks present feel suffocated.

An inexplicable feeling of fear grew from within.

Ji Taxue looked up at the cross sword mark in the sky, her eyebrows furrowed, and her beautiful face was filled with worry.

As for Jiujiutian and Ningyan, they released their own immortal power to cover their bodies, so as to relieve the terrifying aura from high altitude and gain breathing space.

The monks summoned by the two camps seemed to have regained some of their sanity at this moment, with panic on their faces.

However, they have no way to control their bodies and leave this place!

Even in the face of the overwhelming aura, they could only stay where they were and endure it silently!

"What's going on!? Let us go! Let us go!"

"The pressure is too strong, my body can't bear it anymore! Who can save me..."

"I can't die here! I don't want to die!"

After some monks regained their consciousness, they kept shouting and asking for help.

However, neither themselves nor the other monks around them had any way to control their bodies, but were restrained in place by a force.

"Buzz buzz..."

At the top of the sky, where the blood-red cross sword mark was, a vortex slowly formed.

An extremely violent aura was released from the vortex, sweeping out a tornado leading to the ground.

"Huhuhu..."

The strong wind howled between heaven and earth.

Fang Yu held the Tiandao Sword in his hand and looked at the tornado in the distance.

He knew that he was about to meet the existence that the crazy old man had reminded him to avoid for a while when he first arrived in the wilderness.

Qingtianzun!

Fang Yu's eyes were stern, focusing on the whirlpool.

It can be clearly sensed that a monk's figure appeared in that position.

And the source of the aura that currently covers the entire world is this monk!

"Boom!"

The tornado suddenly exploded, and powerful wind spread out in all directions.

The heaven and earth shook violently.

At the same time, the figure under the whirlpool appeared.

Dressed in purple, her long dark red hair blows in the wind.

He has a handsome face, a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows exuding a heroic spirit, and the red cross sword mark on his forehead is particularly conspicuous.

Fang Yu looked at the monk.

And the monk's eyes also fell on Fang Yu at this moment.

The eyes of both parties met in the air, neither of them dodge.

"Are you Gu Qingtian?" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

The other party showed a faint smile, with a scrutinizing look in his eyes, and said slowly: "So this is the last hope of the human race."

At this moment, Fang Yu was able to confirm that the male cultivator in front of him was Gu Qingtian!

"It seems that you are not as good as me back then." Gu Qingtian smiled slightly and said, "Back then when I was regarded as hope, my strength had already surpassed the realm and achieved the name of invincibility. At that time, I was

There are countless deeds that have not been recorded in history."

Hearing these words, Fang Yu frowned and said: "No matter how strong you were back then, in the end you just became a lackey of the big clan in the domain. There is nothing worth bragging about."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Qingtian's face suddenly turned cold.

He stared at Fang Yu, his dark eyes suddenly flashing blood red light.

"You don't know what I've been through, so don't judge my past at will..." Gu Qingtian said coldly.

"I really don't know what you have gone through specifically, but along the way I have met many powerful human beings. Some of them were targeted and died, some suffered long-term torture, and some

He was eroded by the strange power and was in agony all day long..."

"But no matter what happened to them, they never surrendered in the end, let alone became the lackeys of the big families in the domain."

Fang Yu didn't care about Gu Qingtian's increasingly cold eyes and spoke unhurriedly.

"And you, Gu Qingtian... your talent may be the most powerful among these human warriors, but at the same time, you are also the weakest one. Let me put it this way... it should be okay, right?"

Gu Qingtian's face was cold and he didn't answer.

But the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, and he shouted ferociously: "What do you know!? What do you know!?"

"Boom!"

A swirling mass of crimson magical energy swept towards Fang Yu's location.

Fang Yu did not dodge, but fired his left fist at this large group of magic energy.

"boom!"

Purple light flashed, and the power of ten thousand forces exploded, destroying this ball of magical energy in the air.

At this moment, Jiu Tian, ​​Ji Taxue, Ningyan and Han Miaoyi all retreated to the rear.

After seeing Gu Qingtian appear, their expressions were extremely solemn.

Especially Ji Taxue.

Compared to other monks present, she knew Gu Qingtian better.

This monk was the strongest person in the human race back then.

Even her ancestor Ji Xingyuan died in the hands of Gu Qingtian!

Fang Yu faced off against the former strongest man of the human race... It can be said to be the confrontation that two generations of human race hoped for!


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