Chapter five hundred and twelve the twelve emperors
In the red-gold hall, Yi Yun jumped up and flew straight up. He flew to the dome of the hall, grabbed the Nine Shooting Sun Bow and took it off. △↗,
Suddenly, a feeling as heavy as a mountain came to Yi Yun's arms, and he felt his body sink and fall straight down!
"boom!"
Yi Yun landed heavily on the ground, and the soles of his feet were a little numb.
A bow as thick as a baby's wrist was so heavy that Yi Yun had to mobilize all his energy to pick it up.
When Yi Yun picked up the Shooting Sun Nine Shang Bow, he felt a slight sting on his arm. He looked down and saw that the emperor's mark on his arm was quickly disappearing. In just a few breaths,
It's all gone.
"All gone?"
Yi Yun was stunned for a moment. The emperor's marks he had accumulated were all used up just by getting a Nine Sun Shooting Bow. This was too fast...
At this moment, the voice sounded: "The Shooting Sun Nine Shang Bow was originally one of the treasures in the Empress' Secret Realm. The material of its bow comes from the World Tree. The red line winding on the bow is actually
The blood of the gods.”
"If you want to get it, your performance in the previous trials is not enough, but...the great age is approaching, and before the young lady fell asleep, she had already planned to leave some inheritance to you. I hope you can make full use of its value."
This voice had always been cold and emotionless before, but now it sounded a bit desolate.
"The opportunities in these three halls are all prepared for you, so take care of yourself..."
After the voice finished speaking, it disappeared.
Miss? Probably the spirit of the God Advent Tower...
Yi Yun gently stroked the Shooting Sun Nine Shang Bow. He really lacked a bow now.
The great age is coming, but I don’t know what the so-called great age means?
Yi Yun held the bow in his left hand and took out a wind-chasing arrow in his right hand. He bent the bow and set the arrow. He tried all his strength, but he could not draw the divine bow.
What a heavy bow!
With a thought in Yi Yun's mind, pure Yang energy circulated in his body.
"open!"
Yi Yun gave a low shout, and the shadow of the Golden Crow loomed behind him. With the support of the Pure Yang Law, he finally opened the Nine Sun Shooting Bow a little.
As the divine bow was pulled open, its entire body began to glow with pale golden light. These lights converged toward the bowstring, and finally converged on the wind-chasing arrow.
For a moment, the wind-chasing arrow, which was originally of ordinary quality, seemed to be enlightened by this divine light. It was radiating golden light and seemed to be condensed with infinite power.
"What a terrifying power."
Yi Yun was shocked. A bow could actually change the arrow it shot. Iron could turn into divine gold!
This has only been opened a little. If it were completely opened, I don't know what the situation would be like.
Yi Yun put away his bow and did not dare to shoot the arrow. He had a feeling that even if he stretched the Sun-shooting Nine Shang Bow just a little, once the arrow was shot, it would take away all the strength in his body.
Yi Yun couldn't help but touch the winding red line on the bow. The voice said that the red line was actually the blood of a god. He didn't know what the god was referring to. He couldn't help but think of the broken sword he got in Chunyang Sword Palace.
, the broken sword was also stained with blood. The blood came from the bronze giant who destroyed Chunyang Sword Palace. A few drops of blood can corrode the divine sword...
"Yi Yun, look here."
Lin Xintong suddenly stopped Yi Yun. Yi Yun followed the sound and saw that in the side hall of the main hall, there was a high platform. On the high platform, there was a golden handwritten book.
Yi Yun walked over and touched the book. The thin pages felt like sword blades, very sharp.
On the first page of the handwriting, there is the name "Jinghong Sword, Lord Qingyang". This handwriting is exactly the same as the inscription on the stone pillar.
"It's the handwriting left by Lord Qingyang!"
Yi Yun opened the handwritten book and found that what was recorded in it was not the secret book of martial arts, but some essays left by Lord Qingyang.
Qingyang Jun's handwriting was originally ancient, and the handwriting was sloppy and unrestrained, making it extremely difficult to identify. Yi Yun and Lin Xintong read it together and verified each other, and then they roughly understood a little bit.
But this little bit of information shocked Yi Yun and Lin Xintong so much that they were speechless.
In the handwriting, Qingyang Jun called the world where Tianyuan World is located Tianyuan Xiaoqian World, and Qingyang Jun came from outside the Tianyuan Xiaoqian World.
Yi Yun never knew what was outside the world where Tianyuan World was located, but he knew very well that Tianyuan World would not be the whole world.
Not to mention anything else, the original amethyst he obtained was far beyond the level of strength in the Tianyuan world.
He has always wanted to know what the world outside Tianyuan Realm looks like.
But now, he can finally see a little bit.
At the beginning of the handwriting, the origin of the universe is described.
In the ancient times, in the infinite universe, twelve large worlds were born from the chaos.
These worlds contain the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is supreme. However, in the chaos, many gods and ancestor gods were born. These gods are in charge of one level of heaven.
The gods are eternal, but in fact... when time becomes too long to imagine, the gods will also die.
In this way, the ancestor gods born from chaos were slowly annihilated, and humans, demons, wild beasts, and other races that appeared later began to spread throughout the twelve worlds.
Their power is far weaker than the destroyed ancestor gods.
But a weak life also has the ambition to be on par with heaven and earth.
Among these lives, martial arts was slowly born. The essence of martial arts is that weak lives want to control the path of heaven and earth.
After the birth of martial arts, the twelve major worlds became complicated. Those who were masters of martial arts either created a force and became kings, or they retreated to the secret realm and became idle clouds and wild cranes.
The fight for inheritance and resources has never stopped. In that era, it was truly a chaotic dance of demons!
From the beginning, there were inevitable disputes among the heroes, but later, the world gradually became unified.
In each of these twelve worlds, a power powerful enough to control the world was born.
These twelve world controllers come from different races. Their own strength is unfathomable. At the same time, they are often the leaders of the most powerful forces in their world.
People respected these world controllers as the Twelve God-Emperors.
The world they control is called the Twelve Emperor Heavens.
These twelve emperors have...
Yangshen!
Jiuyou!
immortal!
Five elements!
Ancient!
All monsters!
…
And Lord Qingyang comes from Emperor Yang God!
The divine emperor who controls Yang God's Heaven is called Yang Shen by the world. Yang God's attainments in the Pure Yang Law have reached a level equal to that of Heaven.
In the Yang God Emperor Heaven, in addition to the highest God Emperor, there are seventy-two God Lords!
These seventy-two divine monarchs are also of high authority. The titles of the seventy-two divine monarchs are fixed, and Qingyang Lord is actually the title of one of the divine monarchs!