A transparent killing sword chopped into pieces the infant demon dragon. I don’t know what path Han Qiu understood, but he directly broke through to the great realm of Tianyan.
She is still graceful and graceful, and the curves of her body are so soft and charming, but everyone can see that her body is cold and made of metal.
The blue light is so bright, she is at the center of it, and everything in the world is centered on her.
The breath of Tian Yan came out from her body, but it could not annihilate the heaven and the earth, because the heaven and the earth were guarded by another avenue, which was the source of the sound just now.
After several screams, the first world not only recovered, but also became extremely solid.
Everyone looked around, feeling the boundless pressure.
Gu Que hugged Mang and tried to help her up, but he couldn't do it.
Gu Que believed that even if he broke Mang's bones, he would not be able to pull him up.
Because this pressure comes from the soul, from a truly great existence.
With everyone kneeling, at the far end of the world, the great statue of the God of War finally moved.
The stone skin on its eyes fell off, revealing two streaks of blood. The figure moved and took a step forward.
In just one step, he crossed millions of miles and came directly to the sky above Gu Que and others.
Tall, majestic, majestic, majestic, magnificent, all words are not enough to describe his power. At this moment, he is a god of war, overlooking all living beings in the world.
And what about Han Qiu?
Han Qiu seemed to be in a subtle state at the moment, her whole body was emitting blue light, and she seemed to be accepting the gifts brought to her by the realm of Tianyan.
The God of War in the sky looked down and saw that everyone's bodies were cracked, and even their souls tended to be broken.
"Eternal! You are the remnant of eternal civilization!"
The cold and majestic sound resounded throughout the world, and the violent pressure kept coming, and everyone could no longer bear it.
Mang, who was at a lower level, was already on the verge of death. Even if Gu Que stood in front of her, he could not be saved.
The situation was so critical that Gu Que stood up and shouted: "Xingtian! Put away your pressure! She is not an eternal remnant."
"Um?"
As soon as Gu Que said these words, the statue of the God of War let out a light sigh, and all the pressure between heaven and earth disappeared in an instant.
Everyone regained their freedom, their faces turned pale, and they hurriedly meditated to heal their injuries. They were scared to death but did not dare to act rashly.
"Take good care of Mang."
Gu Que hugged Mang into Tianji's arms and was about to fly upwards, but his hand was held by a cold little hand.
It's Tianji's hand.
Gu Que turned around and smiled and said, "Don't worry."
"You're taking a risk."
Tianji's tone was not so gentle, but Gu Que could feel a lot.
He said softly: "You know, I have no choice, otherwise everyone here will die. I can ignore other people, but I can't ignore Mang and Han Qiu."
Tianji slowly let go of her hand and whispered: "Be careful."
Gu Que went straight to the sky. He knew that the reason why Xing Tian put away his pressure was precisely because he called out his name.
If not, how could he have given up so easily?
What realm is it exactly? Although this is just a statue, it may already be at the level of a Mahatma. It would be too easy to kill everyone present.
Gu Que believed that even Han Qiu had no possibility of struggling.
Because Gu Que already knew that the God of War Xingtian might be the guardian of the first world on the Ancient Heaven Blood Road.
Gu Que stood firmly in front of Han Qiu and said loudly to the sky: "Is the God of War Xingtian angry because of eternity? The younger generation Gu Que is also a descendant of Chinese civilization and can prove that she is not a remnant of eternity."
All the powerful men around looked at each other with doubts and shock in their hearts.
Of course they thought Gu Que was seeking death, but they also wondered why Gu Que was a member of the Chinese civilization. What was even more confusing was why Gu Que knew the identity of this statue.
When Xing Tian heard Gu Que's words, he slowly turned his head downwards and sighed, and said in a deep voice, "Are you from China?"
Gu Que said: "This is about the nation, so I dare not lie. I am indeed a descendant of the Chinese civilization, but I am just a shell now occupied by evil."
Xingtian's eyes were shining brightly and he said: "It's not just the body, but also the soul."
As he spoke, the pressure between heaven and earth gradually increased.
Gu Que's heart trembled, knowing that the other person's patience in giving alms because he called his name was almost worn out, so he did not dare to delay and shouted quickly.
"Ancestor Xingtian, never doubt the identity of your descendants. I, Gu Que, drink water from the Yellow River and bleed the blood of Yan and Huang!"
As he spoke, his voice changed somewhat.
Alas, I never thought that after leaving my homeland for six hundred years and experiencing life and death, I, Gu Que, would one day be able to say that I am a descendant of Yan and Huang, and of the blood of China.
His eyes were inexplicably moist, and the homesickness that had been buried in his heart for six hundred years was like an angry water bursting out of a dam, pouring out in a torrent.
He said loudly:
“There is Pangu in the vastness of Hongmeng, and it only takes an ax to create the world.
Melt the blood body and divine bones and turn them into the sun, moon and loess.
Nuwa devoted herself to creating the human race, and later quarried stones to mend the sky.
The Sui man drilled wood to make fire, and the Chao King drained his blood to build a house.
Fuxi performed Bagua day and night, but Cangjie didn't know the pain of making up characters.
Huangdi and Chiyou fought against each other and defeated the demons to dominate the world.
Shennong traveled all over the mountains and tasted the poisons of various herbs.
Emperor Shun spread his filial piety to all directions, and his rule and enlightenment inherited Taichu.
Dayu used Jiuding to cure floods and passed through his house three times without entering.
There are thousands of descendants in the future generations, and they should never forget their ancestors."
Gu Que said with tears in his eyes: "Gu Que has been singing this ancient song since he was a child. Every time he thinks about it, he always feels proud to be of the Yanhuang bloodline."
The heaven and earth are silent, and everything is silent.
At this moment, only the homesickness that had been suppressed for six hundred years was flowing.
That ancient land, the mother of the Yellow River, the Chinese loess, do you know that the wanderers far away have missed you for too long?
"child......"
Xing Tian sighed softly, shook his head and said, "My child."
He only said a few words, but his words were filled with too many emotions.
Who knows what happened to him? Who knows how he became a statue? Who knows whether the China on Earth and the China here are of the same origin?
The glory and suffering of the past have long been submerged by the endless water of history, leaving only the occasional dead bones by the river, as well as the songs and legends.
Gu Que slowly stepped away, stood next to Han Qiu, and gently took her hand.
Her hands were so cold, so stiff.
She has woken up and regained her consciousness.
She looked at Gu Que, and there were faint ripples in her eyes.
She concealed herself so well that no one seemed to be able to see her.
Gu Que pulled her and shouted loudly: "She is not a member of the eternal civilization, nor a so-called remnant. She is my wife."
"She once had flesh and blood, she once had keen emotions, she also laughed and shed tears."
"She was just harmed by eternal civilization, so she became like this."
"Please, Ancestor Xingtian makes a clear decision!"
Gu Que's voice resounded throughout the heaven and earth, spreading throughout the world, causing everyone everywhere to tremble.
Han Qiu tilted his head slightly and looked at the so-called devil beside him.
The blue light in her eyes was no longer bright, but instead resembled an endless sea, filled with gentle waves.