Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two God's youth, broken time!
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I am God!
The ancient cemetery is desolate and silent, filled with decay, but the place in the center of the ten miles is filled with sacred atmosphere, with light and darkness intertwined. This strange scene is difficult to find in ancient and modern times.
What is God?
In today's vast starry sky, this is just a myth and legend, because it is too long ago, not to mention the dusty history at the end of the Hundred Realms. There are rumors that there are traces of gods, but more than two epochs have passed, and there is no conclusive basis.
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Going back further to the barbaric years before the Hundred Realms, there were not many miracles, and the emperors had already cut off their divine path.
Finally, it can be traced back to the end of the ancient times. The gods gradually moved towards dusk and disappeared on the earth. No one knew what happened. The years changed, one era after another, and each era was one hundred and eight thousand years long.
Years, and the life of an ordinary creature only lasts for a hundred or ten years. Even if he embarks on the path of cultivation, the emperor will not survive an era.
At this moment, Su Qinian shook his head, looked at the young man wearing broken stone armor, with a transcendent temperament and peerless grace, and said seriously: "You are not a god."
You are not God!
Su Qinian's tone was determined, and he reflected the void with his bright heart. The young man who appeared in front of him had no light at all, and was more like chaos and elusive.
"Yes, you are not a god."
Queshan Sheng shook his head and said solemnly: "You are just a monster."
Not far away, Prince Jiuyang frowned and said, "What is God? And who are you?"
A head of black hair was flying freely, with a sacred aura lingering. Snow-white divine wings and blue bat wings coexisted. The young man's pale golden eyebrows were slightly raised and he said calmly: "Those who blaspheme the gods will be trapped in reincarnation forever."
"Then I'll send you to reincarnation first!"
Queshan Sheng scolded, this young man who is usually peaceful and quiet, the war blood flowing in his body is more intense than anyone else, otherwise he would not have walked out of the Queshan Galaxy alone, traveled across the starry sky, and finally pushed all the stars across the galaxy in another galaxy.
Enemies, put them on the ground list.
boom!
In the blink of an eye, he took action, a fist with four colors of light lingering, four layers of earth, fire, wind and water talismans intertwined, there was chaos energy falling, it was not an illusion, but real chaos energy, but it was not as pure as the chaotic void.
Even so, this punch is far beyond the limit of the Earth-Opening Realm. Even an ordinary powerful person who has just entered the Open Heaven Realm will have to retreat.
Almost at the moment of taking action, the fist reached the young man's eyebrows.
Buzz!
At this moment, the fist belonging to Queshan Saint froze, as if falling into an invisible whirlpool, making it difficult to move forward.
What!
The young saints of the two tribes showed signs of shock, especially the human saints. They were well aware of the strength of Queshan Saint, and the Queshan Five knew clearly how amazing their little uncle's combat prowess was, even if
On the Earth Ranking, he is not ranked at the bottom, but has reached more than 2,700 places. He can be called a master among the Forbidden Kings who are in the Half-Step Open Heaven Realm.
Jiuyang Saint Prince concentrated his attention, and Su Qinian also showed an awe-inspiring look. This was pure majestic Qi. If even this level of Qi could not be broken through, then the gap between them would really be so big that it would be difficult to make up for it.
Tsk!
His fist fell into the mire of Qi, and the Holy Eyes of Queshan flashed with cold lightning. There was no trace of panic. Four colors of light bloomed all over his body. The earth, fire, wind and water rotated, and the chaotic light of his fist was blazing. There was a roar, like the creation of the world. The sound of this fist was majestic and majestic.
Containing vitality and creation, the power of the fist became fierce in an instant, soaring several times, tearing the vortex of energy apart, and continued to pierce forward.
At that moment, the boy's white and slender palm slowly lifted up, but it came first, without any trace of fireworks, and brushed against the fist that was blazing with chaotic light.
There was a loud bang, and Queshan Sheng was struck by lightning as if struck by lightning. He was thrown dozens of feet away. After landing, he took three steps back before he stopped. Looking at the edge of his right fist, several traces of blood suddenly appeared.
, the skin membrane cracked, and war bones appeared.
What a strong physique!
Queshan Sheng showed an unprecedented solemn look. After just a preliminary confrontation, he could be sure that this was definitely the strongest opponent he had encountered since his debut. He could not see the root cause at all. Needless to say, he would kill him, but just seal him off.
, I’m afraid it will be many times more difficult than imagined.
Jiuyang Saint Prince's pupils contracted. Even though he had received the guidance of the fragments of the stone world and had some expectations about the creatures sleeping under the central ancient monument, it was still extremely difficult for him to actually watch him take action. It was hard to imagine what this was.
What kind of creatures, and what kind of secrets are hidden on the other side of the abyss, make the remaining will of the stone world fragments value so much.
Boom!
At this moment, Su Qinian began to step forward. He stood up and down, like a giant moving forward. An astonishing amount of battle blood rose up. This kind of majestic aura exceeded the boundaries of the earth-opening realm.
Many of the young members of the two tribes couldn't help but take a deep breath. This kind of physical body has definitely broken the limit of the earth-opening realm. This kind of majestic energy already has the charm of a body that separates from the sky.
Queshan Saint and Jiuyang Saint Prince looked sideways at the same time. A strange color appeared in Queshan Saint's eyes. This fellow member was stronger than he imagined. Even he was slightly inferior to this torrential battle blood.
Compared to Queshan Saint, Prince Jiuyang Saint's eyes were slightly focused. This young man has just been in the tenth level of soul fusion, and his battle blood is so powerful. When his life evolves and enters the realm of earth creation, he may have to go further.
, by then it will not be impossible to truly completely break the physical boundaries of the Earth-Opening Realm and have a Heaven-Opening Body.
In the memory of Jiuyang Saint Prince, those who can achieve this step are the most extreme existences among the Forbidden Kings. If he is slightly inferior, he may be at the top, but he must be at the top.
, it still lacks a bit of heat and needs some time to polish.
"You have an aura of light about you."
The young man suddenly spoke, his dark red eyes fell on Su Qinian, his pupils were as deep as the night, and he sighed: "It's such an aura that makes people both happy and disgusted at the same time."
Buzz!
The moment the young man finished speaking, Su Qinian took action.
He stepped on the road of time, and the light and time taboos moved together. An illusory avenue of light extended under his feet. He stood at different points in time, and in an instant, fourteen incarnations of time were separated, along with his true body.
, a total of fifteen figures surrounded the young man.
hold head high!
The phantom of the ancient heavenly dragon appeared simultaneously behind fifteen Su Qinian. The dragon's roar was majestic and sacred, carrying the breath of vicissitudes of time, as if it sounded like a long time apart.
Fifteen figures, each one is the same as the real body, but they are standing at different points in time. At this moment, they make fist seals at the same time, and the vast fist intention belonging to the Immortal Fist of Time blooms, covering the void of dozens of feet.
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Fighting spirit clone!
There was a flash of light in the eyes of Jiuyang Saint Prince. This human race used the body of a top-quality war soul to create fourteen war soul clones. They may not be as powerful as the original body, but if they have the same cultivation level, they can still have nearly 80% of the original body.
If the fourteen fighting spirit clones, plus the main body, are to attack at the same time, even he, if he does not arouse the silent blood of the general in his body, will have to pay a lot if he wants to take it safely.
Share the price.
Looking further away, many of the human race's holy taboos showed envy. It was difficult to achieve a top-notch fighting spirit. Even the Five Sons of Queshan, as descendants of generals, could only achieve semi-top-notch fighting spirits. Most saints
The forbidden ones are only ninth-grade fighting spirits, and the tenth level of catastrophe is difficult to survive. The dangers involved are far beyond words that can be described.
However, at this moment, the young man who claimed to be a god frowned slightly and looked behind Su Qinian at the shadow of an ancient dragon. This kind of god was somewhat familiar to him.
Could it be...
Immediately afterwards, the young man's dark jade-like pupils suddenly shrank.
hold head high!
At this moment, Su Qinian's eyes burst into immeasurable light. He punched the great light and turned the water of time. The power of the small world of time boiled. The fifteen fists were like fifteen aurora and fifteen dragons.
In the shape of the fist, there is an illusory divine chain of light, wrapped around the fist edge, blasting forward.
This punch marked life and death, and stagnated time. Su Qinian pushed the dual magic of light and time to the current extreme, limited to a radius of several tens of feet, and targeted the young man of god who walked out from under the ancient monument.
This is the thirty-fifth form of the Timeless Immortal Fist.
Fifteen rays of fist light seemed to have cut through the eternal darkness, becoming the only existence that was more than still in the dozens of feet of void.
"God is immortal throughout the ages!"
"The Origin of Light and Darkness!"
Suddenly, the young man raised his head and let out a long, old groan. Su Qinian groaned. Fourteen of the fifteen fist lights showed signs of collapse, with a radius of tens of feet. As the young man spoke,
, the stagnant time returned to its original state in an instant, the incomplete power of the small world of time collapsed, and the power of the origin of time was offset by an inexplicable force for the first time.
too fast!
When Su Qinian's fist approached three feet away, only one fist was left, and the other fourteen time incarnations all dissipated into nothingness.
Just like before, the young man raised his hand, flicked it, and landed on Su Qinian's fist.
clang!
There was a clear sound of gold and iron clashing, and Su Qinian's fist shook violently, and his fist power collapsed. He stepped on the road of time, retreated dozens of feet like lightning, and neutralized most of the force of the counter-shock. He still took two steps back again, just now
Stop your body.
Looking at the fist of the right hand, there are several clear finger marks, which are faintly red, and the finger bones are numb, almost cracked by the shock.
This kind of physical body is far superior to his. Su Qinian took a deep breath and showed an unprecedented calm expression. The most important thing is that this is the first time that someone has taken action to resolve the power of his time taboo. This makes
He must be alert. At present, his understanding of time taboos is still superficial. There are ten kinds of mysteries in Taoism, and there are still two that he has not yet comprehended. He is far from being invulnerable. (Please give me a monthly ticket recommendation, the genuine subscription is the ten-step guide)
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