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!"
To be continued...