Qin Yu opened his eyes and stared blankly ahead, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.
At this time, his whole body was old and covered with wrinkles like ditches. His hair had turned into white withered hair, and he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to move his eyes. The feeling of severe physical loss was worse than the swallowing whirlpool.
Relapses are even worse.
After continuing in this state for several days, Qin Yu gradually came to his senses. He began to run the Immortal Art of Heavenly Dao, frantically devouring the power of the immortal spirits that filled the valley, and quickly recovered.
Ten days later.
Qin Yu sat up slowly, took out Dao Ling Shui and took a small sip. He sat there, still in a daze, and had not yet recovered from the battle.
After a long time, Qin Yuchang exhaled. He never thought that a monk from the Immortal Realm could force him to such a point. He used all his trump cards and all his trump cards... In the end, he almost lost his life.
It has to be said that the battle with Choumen Tu subverted his understanding of monsters. He felt that only an existence like Choumen Tu could be called a real monster, and those so-called monsters and Choumen outside were
Tu pales in comparison.
Looking inside, Qin Yu's pale face showed a wry smile. The situation inside his body can be described in a few words: miserable, very miserable!!
The power of Thunder Punishment in the body is empty. Although the physical body has recovered, it is dim and dull. The Thunder Punishment Immortal Infant sitting cross-legged on the Immortal Platform in the Dantian is sluggish and sitting there with his head hanging down. I am afraid it will take an unknown amount of time to recover.
More importantly, Qin Yu felt that the power of thunder and punishment contained in his bloodline had almost dissipated. He originally thought that the bloodline transformation could make the bloodline purer, but he did not expect that this time he stepped into the "madness realm" of the bloodline transformation and almost lost his ability.
Thunder Punishment's bloodline has been exhausted...
"In the future, I will step into the bloodline transformation at most. As for the "Mad Demon Realm" of the bloodline transformation, I will not use it at all." Qin Yu murmured to himself. If he lost the Thunder Punishment bloodline because of the bloodline transformation, he would regret it.
"As for the remnant soul of Choumen Tu...leave this place, and then comprehend his "meaning" when you calm down!" Qin Yu said to himself, and meditated for several days to recover, then stood up slowly and looked at Qianshuang.
In the valley with hundreds of holes, his eyes fell on the cave in front. After hesitating for a moment, Qin Yu slowly walked towards the cave.
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After a while.
Qin Yu looked at the altar and the altar in front of him with a look of surprise. He turned his head and looked behind him, and found that there was no way out, and there was nothing else in the entire valley except the altar and the altar.
"Use your own soul to light the lamp of the God of War and illuminate the wild world."
When Qin Yu was confused, the old voice suddenly echoed.
After hearing this, Qin Yu's eyes fell on the oil lamp on the altar table. He walked forward slowly, looked at the oil lamp, and then at the ancient altar table, and found that there was nothing else on the altar table except the oil lamp.
"Use your own soul to light the lamp of the God of War?" Qin Yu said to himself, not only looking at the dark oil lamp.
I have to say that Qin Yu was relieved. Fortunately, he used his own soul to light the lamp. If he used his own karma... then Qin Yu would really vomit blood, because he had lit the karma lamp several times and never lit it.
I have, but this time I light the lamp with my soul...it will definitely be able to ignite it.
Immediately, with a move of his right hand, his soul condensed into a flame and came directly to the wick of the oil lamp.
What made Qin Yu's old face couldn't help but smile, the oil lamp was lit.
"Huh?" Qin Yu, who was feeling relaxed, watched the figures flashing in the light from the flame of the oil lamp. Not only did he observe carefully in surprise, but after a moment, his eyebrows stood up and he became a little surprised. The figures in the oil lamp were actually himself and the four people around him.
The scene of a battle between gods of war.
"Interesting." Qin Yu murmured to himself.
"You can be the inheritor of the Great Desolate God of War, and you are qualified to understand the inheritance of the Great Desolate War God!" The old voice echoed through the sky.
Qin Yu's old face with criss-crossed ditches showed a sense of relief and joy. He was the inheritor of the Great Desolate God of War. He was qualified to understand the inheritance of the Great Desolate God of War.
Combining the remnant souls of Ao Changkong, Taishu Yuqing, and Zhuang Fan, Qin Yu vaguely knew the significance of the successor of the Great Desolate God of War, but who was qualified to understand the inheritance of the Great Desolate God of War was beyond Qin Yu's expectation.
This is simply an unexpected surprise.
Even though Qin Yu was in the highest state of mind, it was not only difficult to suppress his inner excitement.
This is the inheritance of the Great Desolate God of War. With your own understanding, even if you can't get everything, you should be able to understand something from the inheritance of the Great Desolate God of War and get some blessings, right?
Qin Yu, who had always felt that he had been cheated by the Golden Bull, was not only secretly happy in his heart, but despite all the twists and turns, he was able to comprehend the inheritance of the Great Wild God of War... Even if the previous battle was brutal, it was still worth it.
Just when Qin Yu was overjoyed, the altar in front of him glowed with light. Just like the golden bull before, a nebula appeared above the altar. There were densely packed bright stars in the nebula, which looked extremely mysterious.
Just as Qin Yu was looking at the nebula, the flame on the oil lamp quickly submerged into the nebula.
"Huh?" Qin Yu looked at the oil lamp in surprise, and then at the nebula, secretly amazed in his heart. The method of the Great Wilderness War Temple is really unbelievable, and he doesn't know what kind of universe is in this nebula.
Thinking about it, Qin Yu couldn't help but emit his spiritual consciousness, wanting to see what secrets this nebula contained.
Just when Qin Yu was looking at the nebulae in the sky, the light emitted by the nine-story altar disappeared instantly, so that the luck in the sky also disappeared in an instant.
Qin Yu was in a daze, what happened to this nebula?
But Qin Yu didn't think much about it, thinking that this was the case, so he had to wait quietly.
A quarter of an hour later.
Qin Yu was a little confused.
Half an hour later.
Qin Yu couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Senior...is it gone now? Well...where can I learn about the inheritance of the Great Wild God of War?"
"Are you... right?" The vicissitudes of voice also sounded with a hint of doubt.
When Qin Yu heard this, his face became a little stiff, and his soul condensed into a flame and lit the oil lamp again...
Just like before, there were figures flickering in the light emitted by the oil lamp.
"He can be the inheritor of the Great Desolate God of War and is qualified to understand the inheritance of the Great Desolate God of War!"
Along with the sound of vicissitudes of life, the altar bloomed with light again, the nebula appeared again, and the flame on the oil lamp also flew towards the nebula and disappeared.
Just like before, after the flame of the oil lamp submerged into the nebula, the light from the altar disappeared, and the nebula also disappeared.
Qin Yu looked at the sky above the altar in astonishment, waited for a long time, and said, "Senior...is this...what's wrong?"
"Try again." The old voice sounded.
Qin Yu had a bad feeling in his heart. The previous excitement had been extinguished by force. He took a deep breath and lit the oil lamp again. Just like before, the flames submerged into the nebula and the light from the altar disappeared.
, the nebula disappears.
Qin Yu swallowed his saliva and looked a little unhappy. Could it be that because of the age of the Great Wilderness War Temple, all these things have lost their function?
"You go to the sect and wait first, and try again later." An old voice sounded, and Qin Yu, whose face was dull, disappeared.
"It's strange." The sound of vicissitudes of life echoed in the valley.
at the same time.
When Qin Yu lit the lamp for the first time and flew into the nebula, there was a certain center of heaven and earth.
"Check, check all ancestral lands, and report all the names of all disciples!!!" A deep and majestic voice echoed in the center of the world.
"What's going on?" A voice sounded from the deepest place. "He...is back!!!" That majestic voice was trembling.