Chapter 1133 The Wings of the Ancestor, Zi Yan recognizes the Lord!
With that sword strike, everyone in the Ice Clan thought that the outcome was decided, and Meng Qing would definitely die.
But they didn't notice that Meng Qing's demeanor has never changed from the beginning to now, still cold and calm.
"Meng Haoge, you are so pitiful!"
Just when the sword light was about to completely swallow up the dream, a mocking voice was suddenly heard, like the words of the underworld, sending chills all over the place.
Then, in the incredulous looks of everyone, the time and space around Mengqing froze, and the free molecules in the air condensed into blue ice flowers.
The blue ice flowers are extremely beautiful, falling continuously and gathering behind the dream.
Accumulating small pieces into large pieces, the blue ice flowers continue to gather, overlap, and reorganize, and slowly condense into the form of a pair of wings.
Ice blue wings!
"what is that?"
"wing?"
Everyone was horrified and even more amazed.
The dream at this moment stretches out the ice blue wings that are three to four feet long, giving people an extremely sacred dreamy feeling, just like the real gods in the thirty-third heaven.
"Is this the awakening of Mengqing's talent?"
"No, I have never seen her in this form before. If she had such strength from the beginning, Meng Haoge would be far from her opponent!" someone in Liumai whispered.
"Those wings are not as simple as they appear. They evolved from the most refined and pure laws of ice and snow... Hey, why do I seem to have seen them somewhere?"
Meng Anchi murmured to himself, and suddenly his pupils shrank again.
He had never seen such wings with his own eyes, but it seemed that he had seen related descriptions in ancient records.
"Could it be..."
Meng Anchi guessed something, but was not sure. He suddenly turned around and looked at God Emperor Yongfeng, at God Emperor Dong'ao and Xinghai, and even at God Emperor Yangyan who had betrayed him.
Seems to be trying to prove something.
And it turned out that his guess was right.
God Emperor Yongfeng forgot about his pain, and looked at Meng Qing in the form of wings while trembling violently, and burst into tears for a while.
"A dream?"
The Eastern Divine Emperor and Xinghai Divine Emperor also spoke with trembling voices, as if they were on a pilgrimage.
They wanted to deny what they saw, but also vaguely expected that it was all true, which was extremely contradictory.
"No...I don't believe it. This is absolutely impossible. What did she do?"
Yangyan God Emperor was even more exaggerated. He held his head with both hands and shook his head, trying to break away from the hallucination and force himself to wake up.
But this is not an illusion at all. No matter how much he numbs himself, he still cannot deny the objective facts.
"Yang Yan, what's going on? Her form..." The two demons realized something was wrong and asked quickly.
"The wings of the ancestor are the form that only the ancestor can transform into. Since ancient times, only the ancestor of the Ice Tribe can transform into this form!" Yangyan God Emperor said in despair.
"What? Wings of the Ancestor?"
The two demons were shocked.
How ancient and terrifying was the ancestor of the Ice Tribe?
That is to say, the ancestor of the Ice Tribe has fallen, and the Ice Tribe is in dire straits. Otherwise, let alone them, even their Taoist masters can only pretend to be grandsons in front of the Ice Tribe, and still dare to take ideas from the Ice Tribe?
In the ancient divine world, the ancestors of the Ice Tribe were tyrannical figures who overpowered the heavens, and their existence was comparable to a taboo.
"She just came out of the ancestral world. Did she get the inheritance from the ancestors there?" A demon asked suspiciously.
"No, I have entered the Ancestral Realm many times, and apart from being able to understand the laws of ice and snow, there is absolutely nothing there!" Yangyan God Emperor shook his head and said, "Besides, the original ancestor died on the battlefield outside the territory, and was not in the Ancestral Realm at all.
Leave a legacy!”
"Yang Yan, you are wrong!" Mengqing seemed to have heard the words of Emperor Yang Yan and responded coldly, "Although the ancestor died on the battlefield outside the territory, some substances returned to the ancestral world. You have forgotten that the ancestor was originally in
Born in the ancestral world? Since it can be born once, why can’t it be born a second time?”
Hearing this, Emperor Yangyan trembled and said, "Could it be that you... have you really received the inheritance from your ancestor?"
"What do you think?" Meng Qing glanced coldly and looked directly at Yangyan God Emperor.
bass!
Invisibly, there seems to be an interweaving of divine ways.
When Yangyan God Emperor came into contact with Mengqing's gaze, his face instantly became horrified, as if he had encountered the most terrifying and horrifying scene, and he took seven or eight steps back.
"Yang Yan, don't show your shame again!" the two demons shouted angrily.
The majestic God Emperor was so scared that he trembled and turned pale after being glared at by a junior?
"The ancestor...is really the ancestor, she..." Yangyan God Emperor looked like he was going crazy, and his will was about to collapse.
In fact, if you want to talk about today's Meng Qing, although her strength has greatly increased, she will never be a match for a God Emperor.
Far from it!
Just that glance just now, Meng Qing showed the power and demeanor of the ancestor of the Ice Clan. In addition, the Yangyan God Emperor betrayed the Ice Clan, which made him feel guilty and even more sensitive.
After seeing the shadow of the ancestor in Mengqing, Emperor Yang Yan was directly hit by a mental critical attack and was frightened to the point of retreating.
In fact, Mengqing does have a subtle connection with the soul of the ancestor. Although it cannot be said to be the same as the reincarnation of the ancestor, its status is higher than that of the descendant of the ancestor.
Originally, the bloodline of the four great god emperors was far superior to Mengqing, but now, Mengqing's bloodline has in turn suppressed the four great god emperors.
"Damn, you're pretending to be a ghost!"
Naturally, the two demons couldn't experience that kind of strong bloodline suppression. Mengqing's Ancestral Wings seemed to them to be just a bit fancy, and not a threat to them who had the cultivation level of the God Emperor.
They even wondered if Emperor Yangyan was deliberately acting to scare them.
"Meng Haoge, why are you still standing there, kill her quickly!" the demon shouted.
After hearing this, everyone came back to their senses and focused on Meng Haoge again.
The previous scene of the dream condensing the wings of the ancestors was so shocking that it actually made them fall into wild thoughts.
Now I think about it, why didn’t Meng Haoge kill Meng Qing with that thousand-foot sword light?
"No, no, no... Ziyan Divine Sword, what are you doing?"
No one knew that Meng Haoge was under much more pressure and panic than anyone else at this moment.
Because after Mengqing's Ancestral Wings appeared, he found that the power of the Ziyan Divine Sword disappeared immediately.
That sword light had already dissipated and disappeared.
Buzz buzz!
The Zi Yan Divine Sword held by Meng Haoge trembled violently, as if he was very excited and wanted to break away from Meng Haoge.
"Meng Haoge, don't you understand?" Mengqing's ice-blue wings spread out and slowly floated into the air. Her blue eyes exuding a cold air looked directly at Meng Haoge and said, "Ziyan Divine Sword has never recognized
Lord, you can drive it just because you rely on external objects to increase the concentration of blood, let’s call it an acquired reversion!”
"But you must not forget that you, who rely on foreign objects to return to your ancestors, are only close to the bloodline of the ancestors at most, or close to you from a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles. Do you expect the Purple Yan Divine Sword to attack it for you?
The real owner?"
"The real master?" Meng Haoge's pupils shrank.
suddenly!
Keng!
The Zi Yan Divine Sword finally broke free from Meng Haoge's restraints and flew directly in front of Meng Qing.
For a moment, a strong purple light bloomed, and mysterious laws lingered around the dream, which brought the dream to a level that made people look up to it.
"The Purple Yan Divine Sword has recognized its master!" (To be continued)