The blood-red robe stepped on the bridge that suddenly transformed into two emperors, and went against the time to the place of origin.
Travel through time and space, cross the Black Sea, and go against the long river of time.
Qi Yuan closed his eyes, feeling the erosion of time.
This time, with no one to chat with, he could seriously comprehend the power of time and space, just like he had comprehended the Gate of Ten Thousand Different Things before.
"This Black Sea...has no owner, right?"
"It looks a bit like my Wangchuan River."
"Hey, Hei Hai, you seem to be destined for me!"
Qi Yuan shouted softly towards the Black Sea.
His figure, moving against time, leaves only an afterimage.
Among the countless paintings of mountains and seas, each figure looked up at the sky as if feeling something.
They didn't see anything, but a red shadow seemed to flash across their eyes.
"Is this him?" The long-lost memory swept over him, and the one-eyed man's body trembled. In his mind, the figure of the man who conquered the world and conquered thousands of armies emerged.
On the boat, the green eyes shrank suddenly: "Master?"
The sword in his hand screamed, and after the joy and loneliness, there was endless melancholy.
Wang Yuanyu's eyes also showed a complicated expression: "Sir?"
She remembered that her husband also said that he would wear stockings for her.
In each scroll of mountains and seas, in every world that Qi Yuan has experienced, there will always be some strong people, and long-standing memories will awaken.
Recalling the invincible man he once was.
At this time, Qi Yuan finally returned to the place of origin against the Black Sea.
After getting off the bridge, Qi Yuan looked at the Black Sea with an incomprehensible expression.
"You feel the black sea and loneliness."
He pretends to be a system, but he pretends to fail.
The Black Sea is as difficult to comprehend as the Gate of Ten Thousand Souls.
That door tells you something just by looking at it.
"Emperor Suhu, please go back and come back when I need you."
Qi Yuan looked at the two sudden emperors in the black sea and said softly.
At the same time, he was thinking that these two sudden emperors could work in the underworld as Naihe Bridge in the future.
"My lord's order, we are honored!"
Suddenly the two emperors said in unison.
At this moment, Qi Yuan's figure flashed.
When he reappeared, he came to the tower of the ancestral blood battle.
The difference from before leaving is that when I came back this time, there was a group of martial masters standing on the top of the tower.
Looking around, there are nearly ten thousand.
When they saw Qi Yuan appear, these powerful and powerful warrior masters lowered their noble heads one after another.
The one without a head also bent down.
"Greetings to Your Majesty the God of War!"
The nearly ten thousand warrior masters had a look of awe in their eyes.
Crossing the Black Sea, covering the sky with one hand, swallowing the sun with your mouth, this is not what a warrior master can do, it is a warrior god!
Only the God of War can explain it!
The body of the fat warrior lord was trembling, or this trembling was a trembling of surprise.
His ancestor turned out to be the legendary God of War.
Martial Lord Black Deer and the other titled Martial Lords also had a look of hope in their eyes for a moment.
This time, there seems to be hope for Dawn!
Qi Yuan looked at these martial masters with a calm expression. He thought of something and said softly.
"At this time, would it be more appropriate for me to tilt my mouth?"
This scene reminded him of the plot in the TV series.
The good-for-nothing son-in-law had just eaten a big mouthful, and tens of thousands of men in suits appeared and knelt on the ground.
"Welcome to the return of the Dragon King!"
What a resemblance?
He said with a crooked smile.
The martial masters on the field looked at each other, some of them couldn't understand, or were confused.
Qi Yuan was a little disappointed.
None of these warrior masters understand his tricks.
Shouldn't someone come and say, "He's going to twist his mouth and tear his mouth apart?"
He waved his hand: "I am not the God of War, but the Lord of War. Don't scream."
Qi Yuan has always disliked pretending to be strong.
He likes to seek truth from facts and treat others with sincerity.
When the martial masters present heard this, they felt endless confusion in their hearts.
Hey, you're not so low-key, are you?
What if you were a warrior?
What are we?
In particular, the sight of Qi Yuan swallowing stars in one mouth was really terrifying.
Even... if Qi Yuan is willing, doesn't it mean that the land of origin can also be swallowed into his belly?
Qi Yuan said and returned to his throne.
"Everyone should go back to their respective homes. The battle for ancestral blood is still going on." Qi Yuan said, "With so many people gathered here, maybe some people think that we gather to fight or engage in fornication, which will have a bad influence."
He is very socially anxious.
It was quite embarrassing to see so many old men and women.
Only when facing Bai Yueguang, he would not be like this and be more enthusiastic.
"The Ancestral Blood War is about to end, and Dongjun's Wall will also appear. We...will accompany Tianzun to see Dongjun's Wall." A titled martial master said.
The title of Tianzun comes from the old man from the upper realm whom he secretly learned from.
When Dongjun was mentioned, the eyes of these warrior masters showed awe and enthusiasm.
This look was very similar to the one he looked at Qi Yuan, but it was not exactly the same.
"Okay." Qi Yuan said casually without saying anything more.
Now, he was eager to ask, who is the spiritual realm warrior master?
When he becomes a spiritual realm martial master and a human realm martial master, he will be ready to break through and enter the realm of the ten thousand martial arts gods.
…
As time passed by, the world seemed to be on an accelerator, and the battle for ancestral blood accelerated much faster.
In the tower.
Mu Yan's whole body was covered with blood. Looking at the terrifying monster in front of him, he shouted loudly and poured forward the power of blood martial arts desperately.
"Kill!"
He is bound to get the top thirty spots.
Only when he reaches the top thirty, the ancestor will agree to his request and intercede for Qi Yuan.
In the Land of Origin, Qi Yuan will have one more way to survive.
"Ah, die!" Mu Yan slashed with his knife.
Such a powerful sword is enough to cut off rivers and shift mountains.
The terrifying monster in front of him was naturally killed by him with one sword.
After killing the monster, Mu Yan gasped for air, a look of hesitation emerging from the depths of his eyes.
"Next time, we will face ten monsters. As long as we defeat them, we can enter the top thirty!"
One monster is so difficult to deal with, ten...
He gritted his teeth and looked firmly.
Holding a big knife in his hand, he looked forward.
However, at this moment, his expression suddenly shrank.
"three hundred?"
In front of him, he saw a mountain-like monster rushing toward him.
These monsters crowded together and rushed towards him.
The most important thing is that the number is three hundred!
If you kill a hundred people, you will be ranked first.
These three hundred...what the hell?
Being targeted?
This is the only explanation.
Otherwise, how could we suddenly encounter three hundred enemies?
"No, you can't retreat, otherwise... you will definitely be in last place!"
Mu Yan thought in his mind.
What he didn't know was that on a certain floor of the tower, there was a man in black robe standing on a bamboo pole with a helpless look on his face.
"Obviously, I'm not afraid of heights at all, wuwu, why...don't you dare to move!"
On the other side, Mu Yan held a long knife and rushed towards the three hundred monsters without hesitation.
When exiting, you have to exit in a more relaxed manner.
"Give it all to...Old man! Die!"
One strike of the sword is so powerful that it has the potential to cut down stars!
Click!
Mu Yan blinked his eyes and felt lost for a while.
The expected scene did not appear.
The three hundred monsters in front of me were like paper, all broken into pieces and turned into flesh.
He blinked: "Illusion? Are they all fake?"
He was a little confused and doubted his eyes.
Kill so many powerful monsters with one sword?
real or fake?
At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.
"What an amazing sword, killing three hundred monsters with one sword.
My child, you have reached the end of the peak Martial King, and you should be the leader in this battle of ancestral blood!"
"What?" Mu Yan was a little confused, holding a big sword in his hand. Looking at the shadow of the martial master in front of him, he had some doubts. Everything was fake.
"Thanks to my bloodline, he deserves to be the number one Martial King!" A happy and hearty voice came, and the figure of a Martial Master was revealed and appeared next to Mu Yan.
The martial master looked at Mu Yan with a look of admiration and doting in his eyes.
When Mu Yan saw the person coming, his expression condensed, and he immediately bent down and said, "Meet the ancestors!"
This Martial Lord is clearly the ancestor of his bloodline and a great Martial Lord.
At this moment, he was quite confused.
Why was the ancestor suddenly so enthusiastic about him?
"No need to be polite, I am very happy to be the champion of the ancestral blood battle this time." The great warrior master said with approval, feeling quite excited.
At this time, he had concluded that the Qi Yuan that Mu Yan, a descendant of this bloodline, was referring to was the Lord Martial God Qi Yuan.
Otherwise, how could Master Martial God mention Mu Yan and be optimistic about Mu Yan?
And, even if it’s not.
A Martial God said he was optimistic about Mu Yan. If Mu Yan couldn't get the first place, wouldn't this be a slap in the Martial God's face? Wouldn't it mean that he has a bad taste?
Therefore, at this moment, the number one in the ancestral blood battle is only Mu Yan!
When Mu Yan heard the congratulations from his ancestors, it still felt like he was in a dream and he couldn't understand it.
"Since I have won the first place, I will accept the baptism of ancestral blood and quickly become a warrior master and become a member of our ASEAN!" said the great warrior master.
After hearing this, Mu Yan had already somewhat accepted the reality.
He was in an excited mood.
Could it be said that he is really a unique genius?
In the desperate situation just now, he used a sword that transcended the realm to kill all three hundred monsters?
Thinking of this, he was very excited.
Sure enough, he is the protagonist of this world, the son of destiny, with constant adventures.
Thinking of something, Mu Yan hurriedly said: "Ancestor, this time I enter the top thirty, can you do it for..."
He was still anxious for Qi Yuan.
"You don't have to worry about these things." The great warrior glanced at Mu Yan appreciatively.
Mu Yan was so excited that her life seemed to be on the hook.
However, he must quickly accept the baptism of ancestral blood and become a martial master.
After all, the ancestor's care for Qi Yuan was a favor after all, and there may have been negligence.
Only after he becomes the Martial Lord can he truly ensure Qi Yuan's safety.
With an excited expression, Mu Yan went to undergo the ancestral blood baptism.
At this time, at the top of the tower, Qi Yuan yawned.
"The ancestral blood war is finally over."
The Black Deer Martial Master said quickly: "Tianzun has good eyesight, Mu Yan won the first place!"
"Oh, yeah, not bad." Qi Yuan didn't watch the battle of ancestral blood and kept his eyes closed, or occasionally discussed the creation of the underworld with that netizen.
I have to say, that netizen is really a kind person.
I directly made seven ppts for Qi Yuan and regarded them as the plan for the underworld.
Such enthusiastic netizens are rare.
At that time, the netizen also said that if the underworld was built, could he enter the underworld and become a minion?
Qi Yuan agreed without thinking.
"Now that it's over, shouldn't it be time for Dongjun's Wall to come out?" Qi Yuan looked at the ASEAN warrior master in front of him and said softly.
"Yes!" Martial Master Black Deer quickly replied, "Please Tianzun, please wait for a moment."
Among ASEAN, several titled warrior masters stepped forward.
The surging aura of blood and martial arts filled the air, and in the tower, an ancient aura rose at this moment.
Qi Yuan sat on the throne with a curious look on his face.
I saw a spot of blood appearing on a wall in front of the tower.
As if stained by a drop of blood, the entire wall... turned into blood at this moment.
At this time, some information came into Qi Yuan's eyes.
[Dongjun’s wall contains a drop of Dongjun’s blood.]
"Tianzun, this is Dongjun's Wall!" Lord Black Deer lowered his head and said.
The tens of thousands of ASEAN warrior masters present looked at Dongjun's Wall at this moment, with awe in their expressions.
"Dongjun is now resisting the catastrophe alone. Only a drop of blood remains outside, on Dongjun's wall, to communicate with us." A titled martial master said with a complicated look in his eyes.
This complexity involves self-blame and unwillingness.
I blame myself for not being able to help Dongjun.
"On Dongjun's wall, you can see a glimpse of the great calamity. I wonder how long Dongjun can sustain it." Martial Lord Black Deer said worriedly.
He waved his hand and saw a window seemed to appear on Dongjun's wall.
Through the window, a scene appeared, and terrifying roars and roars came from it, making people's hearts tremble.
Qi Yuan also looked over, and countless pictures came into his eyes.
They are rays of light, colorful and of various colors, not limited to the colors that can be seen by the human eye.
Every ray of light seems to carry the greatest evil in the world, turning into a terrifying monster, gnawing at the space and devouring everything in the world.
In the monster's huge mouth, various rules were broken into fragments and became part of the light and color.
The entire world, on one side is a huge hair ball, with countless lights spreading and entwining, and on the other side is... a back figure.
The man in the white robe could not clearly see his face or his appearance.
He stands in the void, as if supporting the world.
Countless lights and colors cannot swallow him up.
[The Root Demon is a strange creature that lives by devouring everything in the world. The conditions for its birth are particularly harsh.]
When looking at the light of the hair ball, Qi Yuan's eyes conveyed important information.
"There are more and more of these monsters, and they are getting closer and closer to the Dawn of Dawn. If we cannot successfully restart the world and resuscitate Dongjun's Taoist companions, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Dongjun to support him alone!" said the Black Deer Warlord worriedly.
Since the last time they saw the scene, the situation has become even more critical.
He said and looked at Qi Yuan.
If Dongjun's Taoist companion recovers, and with the help of this Heavenly Lord, there is a real chance that the catastrophe will be overcome.
Qi Principle looked curious: "The root demon seems to represent all the emotions in the world, jealousy, greed, stubbornness...it is somewhat similar to my original magical power."
His original magical power is the master of the virtual world, the inner demon guide.
For some reason, Qi Yuan felt that he had the same origin as this demon.
In other words, he was not afraid of the root demon that was pressing down on Dong Jun.
All things in heaven and earth are interdependent and mutually reinforcing each other, this is normal.
"Tianzun's original magical power is... similar to these negative emotions?" Master Black Deer glanced at Qi Yuan, a little worried.
After all, this doesn't look like a good person.
"This is not a negative emotion, this is obviously positive energy!
Jealousy? To a certain extent, jealousy can make people progress and stimulate people's ambition.
Lust? For the way of heaven in a world, the more creatures, the better. Lust can drive people to reproduce and produce more leeks!
Arrogant? Isn’t it a kind of aloofness and a kind of pride that allows warriors to constantly strive for self-improvement!”
"..."
Martial Lord Black Deer was silent, feeling that there was some truth in it, but not much.
The other martial masters also looked at Qi Yuan strangely, thinking that even if they disagreed with Qi Yuan's statement, no one dared to argue with Qi Yuan.
At this time, Qi Yuan looked at the figure fighting against the root demon.
