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Chapter 424 Battlefield, the first punishment day!

War Emperor's Palace.

Until they stood in front of this majestic battlefield, Su Qinian and his wife had not been intercepted again.

The young man in golden armor was a little surprised. This was completely different from what he expected. How could they rest assured that Si Jue Quan Wang, a lunatic, would not leave any backup plan?

Then he shook his head again. As long as he arrived at the War Emperor's Palace, even if he wanted to take action again, he would have to be cautious, hoping that this person would not stay too long.

He couldn't help but glance at Su Qinian. This man had already achieved great success. He was forged with an invincible heart. He was domineering and sharp in his actions. He was also an unscrupulous master. Otherwise, he would not have stirred up boundless storms in the Five Wastelands in recent years. If this was the case in

Staying in the War Emperor's Palace for ten days and a half would probably turn the world upside down.

The young man with golden armor led the way into this war land. Even so, Su Qinian nodded slightly. The people stationed along this road were iron-blooded strong men who had been bathed in blood and fire, even those in the Earth-opening realm.

Your Majesty, knowing clearly the identity of the young man in golden armor and being a holy and powerful man, also conducted regular interrogations, neither humble nor arrogant, and never accommodating.

Along the way, nearly half an hour was spent entering the customs, checking one after another, from the realm of the venerable, to the powerful, to the garrison of holy masters, and there were many secret techniques and Taoist tools to identify the bloodline.

, this is the Palace of the War Emperor, the place where human warriors originate. No foreign race is allowed to sneak into it to pry into the truth.

This was somewhat different from Su Qinian's first impression of the War Emperor's Palace. Here, he saw something of the atmosphere from the beginning of modern times.

Warships were laid out, soldiers were sweating like rain, and shouts came one after another. It was a fine iron chain thicker than a human waist. Dragging by thousands of soldiers, a thousand-foot warship was pulled out of the dock.

The whole body was shiny, with a pure white flag. A human warrior stepped forward, blood dripping from his palm.

Woo!

Not long after, a blood-stained flag was raised on the thousand-foot warship, and a soldier blew the vast horn, which was polished from the horn of a wild beast with the blood of Kui Niu. Its sound was rumbling, like thunder, resounding throughout the ship.

among the mountains.

At this moment, there is a huge battlefield in the mountains.

There is a majestic main hall, bigger than the stars, even surrounded by ancient stars one after another, hanging under the eaves. There are spiritual springs everywhere here, old medicines are fragrant, and there are even more than one medicine garden opened, with a spiritual atmosphere.

It is filled with auspicious energy, like dragons and phoenixes, there are also the cries of luan birds, and golden lotuses are rooted in the void...the intertwining of many visions is enough to make the gods marvel and be fascinated.

At this moment, in the main hall, one after another huge phantoms were rising and falling in the chaos, making it difficult to see the true appearance.

The hall was silent, and between the huge shadows, there was a piece of colorful sea water, coming from nothingness, flowing quietly in the hall.

"That person has entered the country." An old and majestic voice sounded, but it was unknown which figure it came from. It seemed to come from every corner of the hall.

"The Quasi-King of the Four Ultimates has returned. He was seriously injured," another powerful voice sounded, a little solemn, "But why is there no movement at all from a hundred thousand miles away?"

The hall became peaceful again, because no one knew how that one defeated the Four Ultimate Quasi-Kings, and passed through that one's blockade silently, entering the vast battlefield where the War Emperor Palace was located.

"First Xingtian, what do you want to do..." After a long time, the old voice sounded again, but this time, no one responded.



Deep in the mountains.

Walking through a winding and quiet mountain road, the world in front of him became increasingly vast and vast, with the sun and moon in the same sky. Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. It was obvious that he was no longer in the mountains and fields before, but had walked into

The other world.

He activated the Void Technique and immediately saw that among the mountains belonging to the War Emperor Palace, there was probably more than one such heaven and earth. If the War Emperor Palace was an ancient tree, then these heavens and earth were the extensions of this ancient tree.

With the branches and vines growing out, Su Qinian clearly felt that there were many people here, and this vast world might be as vast as one or even several spiritual stars.

"This is a war domain. Every Purple Ribbon Xingtian can open up a war domain in the War Emperor's Palace as a place of retreat and a place to preach and practice. Whether it is the border of the starry sky or the road to heaven, many human warriors

The commanders and even the generals have all sought enlightenment in the War Realm. The War Realm has no distinction between inheritance and origin. As long as they have sufficient qualifications and talents, everyone can enter."

The young man in gold armor said solemnly: "This battlefield was opened by the First Xingtian in the past, and it has been 18,500 years ago."

Su Qinian didn't say much. These battlefields are more like military academies on the earth in later generations. It's just that the children from all walks of life who come to seek Tao have more complicated backgrounds. The starry sky in the human world is vast and there are countless inheritances. The relationship between them does not need to be

It is said to be extremely complicated.

The continuation of every ethnic group and the reproduction and growth of future generations are the eternal cornerstones.

Especially during this trip to ancient times, Su Qinian really felt the power of his master who came from the same origin. In recent days, when he was confused, he asked his senior brother for help, and the senior brother shook his head.

, in these endless years, it is not just the human race that has amazed the past and present. The foundation and heritage of all races are by no means as simple as imagined. Although the master is strong, it cannot be regarded as a myth. Even if he has the power to suppress the emperors, he must still pay

It's a huge price, but in these heavens, the emperors have many taboos that cannot be spoken or read.

That day, senior brother talked a lot, and Su Qinian suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous. It could be said that he was blind and could not see the mountain. It was just like on the earth in later generations, during a certain historical period, all countries had the power of nuclear explosions, and there were also many countries.

If you have more nuclear weapons, why can't you use a considerable number to withstand the power of other countries, and then use the extra power of nuclear explosions to overwhelm other countries?

Redefine the world, or create a prosperous age?

Unfortunately, this is not a simple deduction, let alone a simple game. For a country to be strong, force is crucial, but it is never everything.

Similarly, the continuation of an ethnic group and the number of supreme emperors can only determine the rise and fall of the moment. There are too many variables. It is not a competition on the battlefield. As long as life and death are determined, you can win the first place in the world.

Therefore, there are warriors from various tribes, there is the Heavenly Road Campaign, there is the Starry Sky Martial Arts Conference, and there are the forty-nine Tianshan Mountains in the Holy King Mountain Range...

After half a stick of incense, the first Xingtian is located.

There is no majestic palace as imagined, but deep in the battlefield, in front of an inaccessible Lingxi River, there is a stone table and several stone benches. On the stone table, there are simply a few stone jars and a man wearing an animal skin robe.

, a middle-aged man who looks even a little sloppy, drinking alone, there is a bonfire next to the stone table, with a few fish on it, even a little burnt, the burnt aroma fills the air in front of the Lingxi River, but the middle-aged man

There was no intention of paying any attention to it.

"Sit down, let's drink one can. I've been saving it for ten thousand years. If I drink one can, I'll lose one."

The young man in golden armor was just about to leave. He was a little uneasy when he heard this, but he glanced at the jar on the stone table and swallowed unconsciously. Then he looked at Su Qinian, who was already sitting in front of the stone table.

Respectfully and politely, he opened a jar of blood fountain and filled the stone bowl in front of him.

Okay, drink a can and then leave. First Xingtian has a destiny, so you can't violate it.

He no longer hesitated and refused to admit that he couldn't resist the temptation, so he respectfully sat in front of the stone table, patted open the mud, and filled a bowl first for First Xingtian, who was wearing an animal robe and looked a bit slovenly.

First Xingtian was a little tipsy, but glanced sideways at him with clear eyes, and said calmly: "You drink yours, no matter what I do, I followed your clan brother, I didn't improve much in cultivation, but I learned a lot about the rules of the scene.

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"Brother...the clan brother just has a different identity. He can see with his ten eyes and point with his ten hands, so he often cannot go beyond the rules, but that is not his nature." The young man in gold armor said with a slightly sluggish expression.

"So you're here, and he's not the Holy King yet." The first Xingtian's black hair was disheveled, but as bright as ink. He sneered at this moment, "His father is also a loser. Shen Zhan hasn't even taught him well in these years."

this……

The young man in gold armor was a little dumbfounded. This made him unable to accept it. He had already crossed the line. He was not the first Xingtian, and that one was not something he could argue with. (Please subscribe, vote monthly, thank you

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