Chapter seven hundred and sixty-eight of war! Ask for a monthly ticket)
"Good boxing skills!"
The eyes of the young descendant of the gods lit up. He never expected that after so many years, he could still see such amazing boxing skills in the lower realm. Even his fists of the gods could be blocked.
The most important thing is that the authority of the gods seems to be useless to this God-killer, unable to cut off his path at all, as if it does not exist in the heavens at all. The edge of the fist has the power to cut off everything, and it seems to contain hidden power.
An inexplicable power came out of the sky like a monument.
But after thinking of the warnings of several divine masters, his expression remained unchanged. The brilliant divine light between his fingers surged, and the majestic sacred mountain behind him roared. On the top of the sacred mountain, one after another terrifying statues of gods appeared. In an instant, Su Qi
Nian seemed to feel the gaze from the ancient gods.
A head of thick black hair stirred, and within Su Qinian's body, the sound of chanting belonging to the immortal body was magnificent. The four-fold divine orifice was fully opened, and the primitive war blood boiled like glass, resonating with the innate pure Yang body.
, at this moment, Su Qinian's unparalleled fist became more and more calm, but the mighty fist was like a dragon coming out of the abyss, trying to overthrow the entire heaven.
Buzz!
The two fists were still stuck together, and no one took a step back. However, between the two fists, the void was violently twisted. There was chaos, vitality, divine light, destructive power, and many complicated forces intertwined.
It seems to be evolving the image of the beginning.
This time, the young son of the gods finally showed a dignified look. His fists of the gods had received guidance from the true gods in ancient times. Even after two eras, all the gods have changed.
It’s different, but the authority of the gods is still there, and the majesty of the gods is still mighty. At this moment, his fist of the gods is so domineering. According to what several god masters said, under this vast starry sky, the so-called emperor does not come out, and there are only a few people.
Can take it.
Now it seems that this God-killer is one of those people.
But he immediately felt relieved. As a disciple of the Heaven-Slaying Zhe, although the Heaven-Slaying Zhe walked in the wrong years, it is undeniable that he is an existence that even the God Lords are afraid of. If his disciples were also annihilated by everyone,
, so disappointing.
Needless to say, in the next moment, the young descendants of the gods and Su Qinian closed their fists at the same time, and then once again passed through this profound spiritual world like lightning.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The majestic impact sounds are connected together, and there is a blazing light, like a heavenly sword or a heavenly sword, passing through this intertwined spiritual world, falling on the Yang River in the heaven, on the great sacred mountain, on the light star, and on the ancient heavenly dragon.
On the sacred dragon scale.
This is the spiritual world. Everything can be born or destroyed in a single thought. Time and void are infinitely weakened here, and even lose their meaning. The two of them are faster than chaos lightning, and they exchange numbers in the blink of an eye in this spiritual world.
Thousands of punches, the magnificent metal trembling sound set off huge waves in the Yang River, leaving ditches on the light star like a sword from the sky.
"Spear of the Gods!"
The young heir of the gods exhaled loudly. He was wearing a purple divine robe and moving hunting. His gorgeous purple hair was flying. In his golden pupils, the two thunder pools roared. A golden spear whizzed out from the thunder pool and fell into his hand.
.
This is a terrifying divine weapon of will. Even in the spiritual world, it does not look like it was created out of thin air. Instead, it looks like a real artifact. The golden and jade-like gun body is densely covered with purple thunder patterns.
The aura of doom permeated the air and locked onto Su Qinian.
Buzz!
There was a long roar of a knife. Su Qinian raised his hand and held it empty. Above the starry sky, a heavenly sword fell. It was crystal clear and brilliant. The flawless blade seemed to be able to reflect the long river of time, making it immortal.
Clang!
This time, the first one to take action was Su Qinian. He waved the sword of will, and the light star under his feet resonated with the blade of the sword. There was a sharp sword light, as if it could cut through the heavens. He almost always stayed in the realm of body and spirit, cutting off
All the blades, wrapped in the infinite light of Maha, were like a river falling down the nine heavens and ten earths, rushing towards the young descendant of the god.
This flawless light seemed to come from the other heavens. The young son of the god could not find any flaws. But even if he could not find any flaws, the god's son did not care at all. He was strong and domineering, his eyes
The light was cold, and the holy blood surged like a vast ocean. The spear of the gods in his hand was raised and swept away against the falling sword light.
Rumble!
Billions of purple rays of lightning suddenly appeared, and each ray of lightning was intertwined with the divine light, causing the spiritual world to shake violently, as if it could not withstand this powerful divine killing.
What's more important is that the aura of doom flowing in the thunder light seems to be able to disintegrate all the ways. Even the sword light of the body and spirit world was almost broken by the thunder. The golden divine spear and the glazed heavenly sword kept colliding, and brilliant sparks burst out.
One flower after another blooms in nothingness. These are spiritual flowers, but they contain a sharp energy that can destroy everything.
At this moment, both Su Qinian and the young descendant of the gods were extremely eager to fight. With such a rare opponent, both of them aroused all their energy and energy.
One is the son of a god. He once lived in a heaven full of pure energy and received guidance from a real god. Once upon a time, people or things in the lower world could come into his eyes. He always sat high in the divine court and overlooked the wind and clouds in the lower world.
Change, vicissitudes of life.
And one is the son of a prisoner who crossed time and space in later generations and was reborn in his youth. He has experienced the warmth and ups and downs of human relationships, and has seen the ups and downs of mountains and rivers. In the mist and mist of the world, he has the pride to ride on the head of a dragon with the body of an ant. He is unwilling to be ordinary and unyielding.
He does not succumb to power, does not seek to carry on the past and open up the future, does not seek to be invincible in the world, he only seeks to be able to protect the people close to him, and is willing to fight for the safety of the country and the peace of his clan, even if it is stained with blood for nine days.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
In the boundless spiritual world, two powerful storms gradually rose up. The majestic sacred mountain shook violently. The statues of the gods on the top of the mountain bloomed with endless divine brilliance. The golden divine spear actually set off a section of the Yang River in the heavens, heading towards it.
Su Qinian fell down.
hold head high!
The battle sword of will clanked, and Su Qinian controlled all laws with his true intention of resting his life, all of which were incorporated into the blade. His mind was clear, and his will was like a dragon. The vast and majestic ancient sky dragon's shadow was across the sky, and the sky dragon swung its tail, just like the root of the dragon.
The eternal pillar heading towards heaven suddenly collapsed.
boom!
The hurricane of the Great Sun swept across, the divine rays splashed, and the rain of light stirred up. The two figures were thrown out almost at the same time. In the boundless spiritual world, no one knows how many light-years they fell out, whether it was Su Qinian or not.
, he was still a young heir of the gods, his body was covered in blood, his body was cracked, and some wounds even had bone spurs penetrating out.
The next moment, the radiance of immortal will flowed, and the two of them instantly recovered as before. This was not a rebirth of flesh and blood, but a return to their peak state in the blink of an eye. This time, neither of them moved lightly, but looked across the light.
Nian stared at each other. Although Su Qinian believed that the ancient heaven was not qualified to overlook the starry sky of the present world, it was undeniable that the descendant of the god was indeed ridiculously strong, surpassing all the powerful men of his generation that Su Qinian had seen today.
It is also a rare opportunity to face such a master of the same generation from ancient times. Abandoning the past and the future, Su Qinian also wants to see where his current limit is.
"Late in ancient times!" The god's son glanced at the sword of will in Su Qinian's hand. His eyes flickered and he had some thoughts, but he did not say them out, but his expression became rarely calm.
The boundless spiritual world was silent, but as time passed, it began to shake gently. Under Su Qinian's feet, another bright star appeared, and behind the young heir of the gods, the chants of the gods sounded again, and it seemed that there was no sound.
It seemed to have reached a dead end, but it soon reached a climax, reaching an incredible state.
At the same time, on the top of the majestic sacred mountain, a statue of a god walked down the mountain and landed behind the young god's parents. It was a purple-gold statue, shrouded in the misty divine light, making it difficult to see the true appearance and ancient and sacred majesty.
, even if it is just the evolution of the spiritual world, it still exudes a heavy sense of oppression, which is light years away, and makes Su Qinian extremely palpitated.
The statue of the god is not very high, only ten feet, but at this moment, it moves with the young heir of the god. A purple-gold spear of the gods rises, becoming one with the golden spear.
The pure and sacred aura expanded rapidly at this moment. The eyes of the young son of the god were cold, and his jade-like body was filled with a layer of purple-gold divine brilliance. His expression was indifferent, and he seemed to have turned into a real god at this moment, emerging from the heaven.
Looking down from above, it will bring disaster to the mortal world, cause disasters, and bring down divine punishment.
In an instant, his energy and spirit were completely different. He was as strong as Su Qinian, and he also felt like a thorn in his back.
Looking at the goosebumps on the back of his hands, Su Qinian smiled. It had been a long time since he had felt such a strong sense of crisis and oppression. He was covered in unparalleled war blood and suddenly boiled like never before. The original war blood that had transformed four times was crystal clear.
If it is as pure as glass, it can evoke the true form of the ancient heavenly dragon and draw down a wisp of the power of the ancient heavenly dragon from the vast space and time.
hold head high!
The huge and majestic phantom of the heavenly dragon seemed to have penetrated through layers of time and space. Its real aura also made the young gods and their children look solemn. Even if it was just a wisp, they were truly ancient beasts.
The king, that is a great existence that makes all the gods fearful, the most powerful king among the divine beasts.
Immediately, the phantom of the sky dragon swooped down, merged with Su Qinian's spine dragon, and transformed into a totem-like existence in the brilliant flames of war.
Buzz!
In an instant, Su Qinian's whole body became crystal clear, and his blood surged. The next moment, he became silent as never before.
Then, an unspeakable aura, vague or absent, emanated from Su Qinian's body, and wisps of crystal war glory floated on his body.
This is an unprecedented realization. Although it is intermittent and unstable, it is truly one that relies on one's own strength to get inside. Su Qinian feels an unprecedented strength. (Please subscribe, thank you for your monthly votes and rewards.