Chapter 238 The No. 1 Person in Western Xinjiang, But That's All
The silver gun awakens, and an extremely long-lasting breath of time emerges, like a rolling river rushing to many places in the world.
Somewhere in the ancient world, do you still remember the ancient sword that fell from the sky?
The ancestral weapon of the Dongli Sword Sect is named - Yanku Sword.
Three hundred thousand years ago, Dongli Sword Ancestor participated in a great war and never returned. The traces of time were also erased, leaving future generations unaware of what happened in the ancient history.
"Zhengzhengzheng——"
This mountain-like Yanku Sword suddenly trembled, causing the ground to shake violently. Rocks rolled down and the earth cracked. The clouds and mist gathered together, forming a huge vortex above the Yanku Sword.
The picture is particularly terrifying.
A dozen geniuses did not go to Yanchang Ancient Star to watch the excitement, but were looking for opportunities near Yankujian.
When these people discovered the abnormal fluctuations of the Yanku Sword, they were horrified. Their bodies were suppressed by a terrible force, and they were unable to perform Taoist magic. They could only sink into the cracks in the ground and be swallowed by darkness.
"Why did this change happen?"
Fortunately, their Dao bodies are relatively hard. Even if they fall deep into the cracks in the ground, their lives will not be hurt. At most, they will suffer some skin injuries.
However, the feeling of the spiritual energy in the body being suppressed is really uncomfortable, as if the whole body is shackled, and no matter how hard you struggle, it is useless.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
The Yan Ku Sword vibrated for a long time and became extremely excited, making the sound of sword clanging one after another.
At the same time, the Fuliu Star Territory in the Northern Wilderness.
This star field is very remote and cannot be compared with the bustling world.
However, there is an ancient forbidden area here that no one can ignore.
The name of the forbidden area is Tianyuan.
In the deepest part of the abyss, there is a house with a simple structure.
A meteor streaked across this strange sky, the wooden door opened, and the girl in red slowly walked out.
She was wearing a veil, her long skirt was dragging on the ground, her eyes were flashing with strange colors, her eyebrows were raised, and her voice was soft: "The weapon that has been sleeping for hundreds of thousands of years has finally woken up."
Looking up at the sky, the girl in red showed a trace of concern in her eyes.
My thoughts about Chen Qingyuan are endless.
It's a pity that the girl in red is sealed in the territory of Tianyuan and cannot go out even half a step.
Entering the world means death.
Because she is a damned person. She has survived for hundreds of thousands of years, broke the inherent order and laws of the world, and is not tolerated by heaven.
Hiding within the abyss of heaven, she could not be discovered by the will of the Great Dao.
"The weapon spirit is broken, so it shouldn't touch any of the laws of the ancient times."
The girl in red was very worried that Chen Qingyuan would awaken the silver gun and cause disaster.
However, she had calculated thousands of times and determined that the current spirit of the silver gun could not touch the traces of the past laws, so she asked Chen Qingyuan to go to the Death Realm to retrieve the silver gun.
Even so, the girl in red still felt a little worried, her eyebrows furrowed, and she wanted to go with her.
"This time, you won't fail again."
The girl in red murmured to herself.
On the other side, many powerful people in the world felt a sense of palpitations inexplicably, as if something big had happened.
However, no matter how many powerful people calculated it, they could not figure out the specific reason.
"This era is different from the past!"
The competition for the feast of the Hundred Meridians, as well as the ancient visions that often appear in various places, all indicate that an unprecedented prosperous age is about to come.
"I have a very strong hunch that the abnormal changes in the laws of heaven and earth at that moment have a great relationship with that kid Qingyuan."
When Daoyi Academy was thinking about how the Hundred Meridians Feast should end, Yu Chenran was shocked to notice a slight fluctuation in the law, and then he calculated it dozens of times with no results.
Finally, Yu Chenran came to a conclusion.
It is estimated that he is closely related to my stupid disciple, and I, the master, may have to wipe his ass again.
Alas! It’s not easy to be a competent master these days!
Why do you say "again"?
Joining forces with the Eastern Buddhist Sect to pull the ancient Song family onto the warship, as well as various hidden secret hands, are all preparing for Chen Qingyuan's future, and Chen Qingyuan cannot be bullied.
"I kind of regret accepting this brat as my disciple." Yu Chenran joked to himself, shaking his head and chuckling: "Tie more people onto the pirate ship, and no one will want to live a peaceful life."
Abnormal conditions occurred in various places. Fire clouds covered the sky, spreading across the entire star field, encompassing hundreds of thousands of stars. Or spiritual springs gushed out, pouring like rain, covering hundreds of sects.
Various strange phenomena have attracted the attention of the powerful people in the world. However, no matter how hard they try, they can't figure out where the source is.
Ancient world, ancient star of Yanchang.
In the battlefield, Chen Qingyuan gently stroked the silver gun, feeling the powerful power of the gun. His clothes were dancing and his long hair was messy.
Fu Dongliu was facing Chen Qingyuan's explosive pressure. He felt extremely suffocated, his pupils shrank, his whole body was slightly shaken, and the abyss behind him seemed to be distorted.
"Pressure like never before."
Is this the true face of Chen Qingyuan?
Fu Dongliu was excited and even more fearful.
Although this is most likely the pressure caused by the ancient silver spear of unknown origin, since Chen Qingyuan has the ability to control the silver spear, it is his own strength.
Just like Fu Dongliu, the advantages in cultivation realm are obtained by one's own hard work.
Is it possible that there is friction and fighting with others, and it is impossible to suppress cultivation? If so, why are the beings in the world working hard to cultivate?
"Come and fight!"
Fu Dongliu let out a long roar, shouldering the power of the silver spear that was coming towards him, and raised his sword.
Thousands of streams of light followed Fu Dongliu's footsteps and rushed towards Chen Qingyuan.
"boom!"
Chen Qingyuan stabbed out with a spear, and half of the spiritual energy in his body was consumed instantly.
The silver gun burst out with dazzling brilliance and unstoppable power.
In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting at close range again, going all out.
As Fu Dongliu drew his sword, the light of law wrapped around Mo Dao, increasing its power.
"Banglong——"
The first confrontation between the two sides with full force, the force of the silver spear poured down like a torrent, destroying everything in its path.
The sword light that spread across the starry sky vanished into nothing in an instant.
Even if Fu Dongliu controlled the power of the abyss vision, he could not withstand Chen Qingyuan's attack.
"clang!"
The silver gun hit the Mo Dao, causing a slight crack to appear on the blade. The law streamer wrapped around the blade also began to break, showing some signs of collapse.
Such a powerful attack put Fu Dongliu under indescribable pressure, causing him to keep retreating, his face gradually became ferocious, his teeth were clenched, his eyes widened, and he looked in disbelief.
"Pfft——"
After a few breaths, Chen Qingyuan shouted loudly, and the silver gun broke through all Fu Dongliu's defenses and directly penetrated his left shoulder. The terrible law followed the trend and caused more serious damage to him.
Fu Dongliu kicked the silver spear and used the force to distance himself from Chen Qingyuan.
However, this behavior also aggravated Fu Dongliu's injuries. His left shoulder was directly broken, leaving only half of the bones connected, blood gushing out, and his left hand lost all feeling.
"The first person in Western Xinjiang is nothing more than that."
Chen Qingyuan stands with a gun in hand, dressed in white.