"Is he the legendary Qi Lufu?" Tang Chen and other brothers and sisters were shocked and surprised. They stared at the back of the man in front of them and felt his breath.
Qi Lufu was once a notorious 'madman', 'lunatic', and 'big man' in the lost war world. He was full of awe-inspiring righteousness, courageous and loyal, but he never accepted solicitation from any forces and fought alone.
The world.
The Forgotten War Realm is a 'sinful vat' and a 'bloody quagmire'. Anyone who wants to hold on to 'justice' in it is simply impossible and will be ridiculed. But Qilufu persists tenaciously and persists to the extreme.
, has been sublimated and is respected by the world.
No one is dissatisfied with the power of the great man. He swept across the mountains and rivers with an iron sword and bravely marched across the bloody war world. He left countless legends and created an unshakable reputation. He is the only one in the history of the lost war world who can fight against the demon.
A man who strives for glory.
However, Qilufu's legend ended a thousand years ago. Since then, Qilufu mysteriously disappeared and never appeared again. In his most prosperous moment, Qilufu 'died', just like the war demon he once was.
Some people say that he was trapped in the central secret place, some say that he died in battle while venturing into unknown waters, and some say that he was forcibly captured by a certain supreme overlord.
However, no matter how he speculated, Qilufu never appeared again, and there was no clue that he was caught and killed. He disappeared without a trace and without a sound.
Tang Chen and the others had all read the legend of Qi Lufu from historical materials, and could feel the praise and awe-inspiring righteousness between the lines. They had also heard the old man mention him. For the nine brothers and sisters who have ambitions, such a figure is definitely worth it.
Revered and worthy of fascination, the words Qilufu have always remained in my memory.
However... today...
"Qilufu? The legendary Qilufu? Why is he...here...in our demon spirit clan..." Tang Chen's brother and sister exchanged glances, becoming more and more strange, and feeling that things were getting more complicated and confusing.
The stalwart man turned around and looked at Tang Fengye and others. His appearance was a bit hazy, but his aura was like mountains and rivers. When his eyes opened and closed, sword energy overflowed, making people dare not look directly. Even Tang Wu and others were stunned.
I felt a little bit of pressure.
He is the Iron Sword of Mountains and Rivers - Qi Lufu!
"Where is he?" Qi Lufu ignored Tang Fengye's surprise, and didn't care about everyone's surprise. He was as cold as the iron sword behind him, and as indifferent as the mountains and rivers without emotion.
Prince Cang raised his right hand, twirled his fingers, and a colorful fairy lotus blossomed. It was dazzling and beautiful. But in an instant, the roar of the dragon shocked the sky, and the power of the dragon shocked the world. The whole space trembled, and there was a wave of terror.
The dragon's power blasted high into the sky with violent force, shattering the clouds and illuminating the heaven and earth.
The sky is fertile and wild for thousands of miles, but at this moment it is all enveloped in strange brilliance and energy.
It was as if God suddenly opened his eyes, or as if the world suddenly became silent.
This aura is extremely violent, causing space to continue to turmoil, causing cracks in the earth and mountains and rivers to grow.
It's as if the fierce power that was supposed to erupt in the Spiritual Transformation Pond has continued until now.
The ancient ancestral temple, the magnificent murals, all the portraits, and all the stone pillars all spurted out strange energy, accompanied by brilliant brilliance, reaching high into the sky, and transformed into all kinds of ferocious beasts, including tigers roaring into the sky, sacred deer and holy spirits.
, there are giant crabs flying across the sky, and there are eagles flapping their wings...
They are all reflecting the sudden burst of energy in Huangfenling.
At this moment, the blood of millions of people in Yitiantian, from the elders of the general clan to the ordinary people, was heated, and a strange fierce power seemed to burst out from the ocean of consciousness, a mysterious
The shadow opened its eyes in the soul, inspiring a strange majesty.
More than three million ordinary people without strength... knelt down... with horror on their faces...
It was completely uncontrollable kneeling, it was completely sudden and frightening, so sudden, so fast, that after they knelt down, they were a little confused, and even more frightened.
All eyes were staring at the Desolate Tomb Ridge, with strange eyes flashing in their eyes.
Five major territories, nine major legions, and tens of millions of generals were also alarmed at the distant border of the Demon Spirit Tribe. They all looked back at the sky. Their blood was warming, and their souls were being suppressed. A feeling that had never been seen before.
It’s a feeling I’ve never experienced before, an unexpected oppression, a feeling of... familiar yet strange and awe...
but……
The energy suddenly appeared and extinguished. Prince Cang flipped his fingers, and imperial power burst out from his fingertips. He suppressed the intensifying dragon power and brilliance, and with the help of the power of the colorful fairy lotus, he absorbed and decomposed the surging energy wave.
When the light dissipates, the dragon's power is annihilated.
A young man opened his eyes from the golden lotus platform. His left eye was dark and his right eye was golden, bursting with terrifying energy that made people afraid to look directly.
The spinning fairy lotus slowly stopped, and the coercion and brilliance that filled the young man's body gradually ceased, returning to normal, with all the exaggerated atmosphere gone.
The young man is none other than Tang Yan!
A transformation, a baptism, completely transformed Tang Yan's bloodline, and awakened the true power of Long Kui. This was a completely reborn change, and it was also a transformation that had been waiting for fifty years.
The luck derived from the three major human races also played a wonderful role, greatly improving Tang Yan's strength and realm.
Tang Yan doesn't know how strong he is now. The only feeling is...unstable...
The energy in the body surges vastly, like an ocean under a strong wind; the meridians expand exponentially, but still cannot accommodate the rushing energy waves; every skin and every bone in the body exudes warmth and crystal, like a deity, from the body
The mortal body became the supreme divine body.
There was silence in Huangfenling. Tang Wu and other marshals were shocked and alert. Fourth elder Tang Yuanque and Ye Tianlang Tang Shou were stunned. They really could not suppress the shock in their hearts.
Tang Chen and other brothers and sisters were still frightened, and they never expected that Tang Yan would undergo such a drastic change, and Long Kui would have such fierce power, as if... he was born to restrain the demon spirit clan... or maybe it was the bloodline of every demon spirit clan.
They all have the marks of their ancestors, more or less, but without exception. Tang Yan's awakening... evoked the marks in their blood, inspiring an unspeakable sense of surrender and awe.
"Where is this place?" Tang Yan woke up and jumped down from the fairy lotus. He was curious about the desolate environment around him and the aura of everyone present. It seemed that they were all good and important people.
"Who is he??" Tang Yuanque was confused.
Tang Fengye replied: "Your little ancestor."
"Who is it?" Tang Yuanque didn't like joking the most, but Tang Fengye was willing to joke with him every time, which made him depressed and irritable.
Tang Zhibai said softly: "The late emperor's child, Tang Yan, whose bloodline has awakened Long Kui, is also the deputy leader of the war alliance, the one with the body of sky fire, he has come back to recognize his ancestor."
Tang Yuanque was slightly startled and suddenly looked at Tang Zhibai: "Seriously?!"
Tang Wu and others were also greatly alarmed. Even though they had experienced hundreds of battles and had rich experience, they all gasped at this moment. The chaotic and responsible emotions suddenly exploded, impacting their minds and consciousness.
The late emperor's child recognizes his ancestor Long Kui... awakens... the body of heavenly fire...
"You are..." Tang Yan's attention finally fell on Qi Lufu, and he felt a sense of déjà vu. It was incredible, but it really felt very familiar.
"He is Qi Lufu, someone you can trust." Tang Yiyuan walked past Tang Yan, stepped on the gravel on the ground, and walked towards the four barren graves.
"Qi Lufu?" Tang Yan almost lost his voice.
Mountain and River Iron Sword, Qi Lufu!
A big man who is one of the three killers!
Tang Yan has never found any news about him, and even thought that he had unfortunately died. Moreover, Qi Lufu has never looked for him in these years.
But...he is actually here?!
"I will explain some things and words to you. If you choose to believe Amber and the emperor's prophecy, you can believe me. If you believe me, you can believe Prince Cang today and believe every word he says." Qi Lufu
He nodded slightly towards Tang Yan.
"It's been fifty years, and it's time for me to give you an explanation." Tang Yiyuan was walking slowly and with difficulty, leaning on a cane.
At this moment, the cold wind is blowing in Huangfenling, the desolation is dead, it is very quiet, very cold, very cold.
Tang Yiyuan's weathered eyes were swaying and hazy, soaked with emotion. He walked towards the four barren graves step by step. His lips and teeth moved as if he was about to make a sound, but he choked out a sob.
Plop!
Tang Yiyuan knelt down heavily in front of the four barren graves. Tears welled up in his eyes, streaked across his weathered old face, gathered on his chin, and with the trembling of his lips and teeth... dripped onto the barren soil... spreading a shallow moisture.
There are too many emotions, too many expectations, all at this moment...no need to block them...
Kneeling down at this moment, confessing at this moment, he had waited too long, too long, too tired.
"Old fellows...Old man, I...came...to see you..." Tang Yiyuan burst into tears, choking and whispering, as if all kinds of emotions were stuck in his chest, as if endless misery was hitting his throat.