Su Qinian was thoughtful, wiping away the residual blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the scene rippling like a curtain of water in front of him, the two generals also remained silent, but their eyes were horrified and their faces were solemn. This scene obviously exceeded their expectations.
anticipation.
In this way, the two sides stood on the other side, but they seemed to be separated by two worlds. The blond young man gritted his teeth. The truth was actually like this. He was so angry that he could not accept it.
"Ancient heaven! I am a descendant of the true god, and I should follow in the footsteps of my ancestors!"
Clang!
The blond young man shouted loudly and continued to attack without hesitation. He stretched out his hand and held it empty, and the divine swords reappeared. The brilliant light of the swords that could make a saint tremble reappeared, cutting into the world like a water curtain in front of him.
"open!"
He tried his best, with the divine aura boiling all over his body, and climbed to the highest point. He wanted to enter the heaven. This may be his only chance in this life. The vast starry sky, endless years have passed, in this era, the gods are extinct and the miracles are not visible.
, even as a descendant of the gods, he has no confidence that he can finally become a god.
In fact, in his bloodline memory, even the descendants of the gods who fell on the road to becoming gods in ancient times were countless. The bloodline of the gods gave them a more solid foundation and talent than ordinary creatures, but they were also the same.
Such a shackles, if you cannot become a god in this life, even if there is divine blood flowing in your body, it will only turn into a piece of loess in the end.
Wow!
The water curtain fluctuated violently, and the sound of surging waves could be heard. Although it seemed that it was only one step away, the blond young man raised the divine sword and stepped forward. In Su Qinian's view, the distance between him and the two heavenly generals in front was always closer than the end of the world.
Even further away.
"The long river of time and space!" The female martial arts queen of Jingtang said in a condensed voice.
The destiny of all human races looked at each other with shocked expressions. Even in the Xuanhuang Earth, the long river of time and space is a taboo for all the destiny. The nine demon saints of that year were also involved in the turbulence of time and space.
After thousands of years of not being able to return, this is still a tributary of time and space in this land of emptiness. If it is in the vast starry sky, even the supreme king must be careful when traveling in the long river of time and space, and do not go deep easily. Once lost, even the supreme powerful
Even those who do not can escape the path of perdition.
"Is this a confusion of time and space? Or have we entered a special time and space boundary, thus crossing a distant time and space..."
"The ancient heaven, where the distant divine court is located."
"All things have their own destiny. No one can change the past. After all, we do not belong to this world."
Some people's destiny spoke with a look of regret, but at the same time they were somewhat relieved. No matter how amazing the creation contained in the Xuanhuang land was, it would never be possible for them to be sent directly to the land of eternal life on the other side. It was a pity that they could not withstand the complete baptism of the pure air of heaven.
, otherwise after this transformation, not only will the road to practice in the future be smooth, but at least it will save a lot of accumulation and resolve many possible shackles.
It turns out that fate has already arrived, but they didn’t know it...
Rumble!
The sound of the surging waves became heavier and heavier, and the blond young man tried his best to take action, using the swords of the gods to the sky, trying to open a passage and return to the ancient heaven.
He was like an insect trying its best to squeeze into the rosin, but it was like being stuck in a mire, struggling to move forward.
Buzz!
Suddenly, from the violently fluctuating water curtain, a drop of clear water emerged. This water drop was entangled with strands of black air. As soon as it condensed, Su Qinian's eyes were dazzling by the dazzling white gold light. This kind of air was so important to him.
It's unforgettable.
not good!
The blond young man's breath was stagnant. He felt a huge crisis in an instant, but he couldn't move. It was as if he had lost his sense of the world, and even his thoughts and will were frozen.
Then, the clear water droplets dripped down, and it was more like a black sky sword stabbing down. The divine swords were gorgeous and contained the power of the blood of the gods. Everything pointed by the blade was empty, but under this sword, it was like Like a piece of silk, it was cut off in one stroke, and the sword was about to pierce the blond young man's forehead.
Tsk!
With a soft sound, the blond young man's eyebrows split open, and a drop of dark golden blood spilled out, then bloomed with a clear light, turned into an invisible vortex, and swallowed forward.
Groan!
A drop of water actually made a real sword sound, as if it could pierce through the nine heavens and eight wastes, and penetrate the past and present. The black air was lingering, like the deepest darkness, piercing into the clear vortex, forming a depression, And continued to advance, only three inches away from the blond young man's eyebrows.
hiss!
The destiny of the human race couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The water droplets that seemed to be the water of the long river of time and space were more like the action of a peerless swordsman. The aura of disaster was strong, and there was a darkness and coldness that made them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Seeing the water droplets protruding from the bottom of the misty vortex, the black air gradually seeped out, approaching towards the forehead of the blond young man.
Two inches, one inch, half an inch...
Clang!
A ray of sword light suddenly appeared, accompanied by a vast roar of dragons, and the light of platinum glass was scorching, sacred, majestic, and vast, and there was immeasurable light shining on the heaven and earth, cutting into the water curtain.
Ding!
There was a soft sound, and it was a stone-like knife tip, surrounded by glazed white gold light, touching the clear water droplets. The black air evaporated, melting like white snow in spring. Su Qinian held the knife in both hands, his eyes Cold lightning flashed, a head of black hair stirred up, a majestic and blazing battle blood stirred up, and even a line of energy and blood smoke rose behind the back, like a heavenly dragon entrenched, the majestic posture was fully displayed, and the sacred majesty made the destiny of all human races sway.
"Light!"
Suddenly, Su Qinian drank violently, the purple-gold light between his brows surged, and the life-saving knife seemed to come to life. Dragon scale shadows appeared on the blade, as if made of platinum and glass, and the bright aura was like the sky and the sea hanging upside down, sweeping across the eight wastelands.
With a pop, the clear water droplets were cut open, and the black air vaporized like smoke and disappeared in the torrential light of the sword.
In the sea of consciousness in the divine court, the war spirit waved, and the death-death knife returned to the ancestral orifice and fell behind the war spirit again. Su Qinian took a deep breath and looked ahead to break free from the confinement and exit the water curtain. The blond young man who looked a little lost had just seen the knife. It seemed that he had resolved the disaster in an understatement, but he had already exhausted all his strength. The void, time, the way of the sword, and even the yet-to-be-completed sealing method were all inspired by the light method, converging into an extremely powerful sword, and then the strange The droplets of water are destroyed.
Su Qinian noticed a similar aura in the life-breaking knife catastrophe in the past, and even in the divine catastrophe that later condensed Zijin's reputation as a warrior. Where did this calamity that was suspected to be behind the scenes come from? When he was in Suotian Ancestral Land in the past, He also asked that one for advice, but unfortunately his mysterious master just shook his head and said nothing more.
In the dark, Su Qinian had a feeling that he would probably have to meet again in the future. At the moment, it seemed that this calamity was probably not just for him.