The Origin of the Continent of Fighting Through the Sky
Volume 1 Chapter 2 Life? Death?
In the milky white vortex, Xiao Yan stared blankly at the space in front of him. To be precise, it should be the thick white mist floating in the space.
That is exactly what has long since disappeared on Dou Qi Continent, and it is also what the original Soul Emperor planned for thousands of years and even wanted to get at the cost of the entire continent:
"The Origin of the Emperor"
"Tsk tsk, the origin of the emperor, the Soul Emperor had been planning for thousands of years just for a trace of the emperor's young elixir, but now, these origins of the emperor are like air, tsk tsk, the world has really changed! As long as
To become a Dou Emperor, the origin of the emperor, tsk tsk, is probably much more than the air! Unfortunately, it is impossible to go back from this space, otherwise if these origins of the emperor are given to his father-in-law and senior Zhu Kun, what will happen?
Then we can create two powerful Emperor Fighters out of thin air. Oh, what a pity, really, tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
When he thought of this, Xiao Yan let out a long sigh, but after thinking about it, Xiao Yan stopped thinking about it.
Gu Yuan and Zhu Kun are already very old, and they are also the pinnacle experts on the Dou Qi Continent. They have long been accustomed to the leisurely life on the Dou Qi Continent, and now they are allowed to break through their restraints and become emperors, and go to another place with them.
Let’s fight in an unfamiliar world, not to mention that I don’t agree with it, even Xun’er and Cai Lin won’t agree with it.
Then, with a movement of his body, he flew towards the white mist in front of him.
But when Xiao Yan was marching, he never discovered that the origins of those emperors were slowly gathering towards Xiao Yan at a speed invisible to the naked eye. They actually entered Xiao Yan's body through his clothes and interacted with Xiao Yan.
Yan's fighting spirit merged with his body, but Xiao Yan, the person in charge, had no idea at all and was still moving forward towards the thick white mist ahead.
I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Yan finally stopped, but he frowned and his face looked extremely ugly.
Xiao Yan did not deliberately calculate the time he traveled, so he did not know how long he walked, but it should have been about ten days and a half, but from the beginning until now, the road ahead was still there.
It was a white mist with nothing in it.
Xiao Yan once tried to change directions, but the result was still the same, and he couldn't find any semblance of a way out.
Xiao Yan had no choice but to expand his Emperor Realm soul, but still found nothing. On the contrary, he felt that something was wrong with the soul power he had withdrawn, but he could not feel what was wrong. This also made Xiao Yan
His face became more solemn.
It was not until later that Xiao Yan even felt a little swollen in his body. He originally thought that he could not adapt to the origin of these emperors, so he tried to move faster, but he found that the faster he moved forward, the more his body became swollen.
Feeling swollen.
Until just now, Xiao Yan inadvertently noticed that his hands were covered with dense cracks. Under Xiao Yan's careful observation, Xiao Yan found that the same was true all over his body.
Xiao Yan felt both frightened and solemn in his heart at this moment. He had been seriously injured without knowing it, and his body was on the verge of collapse.
Xiao Yan deliberately wanted to use his fighting spirit to suppress it, but when he was using his fighting spirit, he found that in just such a moment, he could no longer raise his fighting spirit, let alone suppressing it and causing his own injuries!
Damn it, what on earth is going on? Why, why is this happening? My body? My fighting spirit? How could this happen? Ah! What on earth is going on? Is there no one stronger than Dou Di?
? Could it be that the power of my soul that I have sensed over the years is just an illusion? Did all those ancient warriors who fought against the Emperor die here? Then what is the point of fighting against the Emperor!
Xiao Yan's heart was filled with rage and rage for some unknown reason.
"I am not willing to give in. For my teacher, for my father, for Xun'er, for my family, and for the entire Dou Qi Continent, I continue to practice and become a saint through nine turns. I finally break through the control of Dou Sheng, transform into an emperor, and defeat the Hun Tian Emperor. But
Why, in the end it was just a joke, I’m not willing to accept it! I’m not willing to accept it!!!”
Xiao Yan thought of this in his mind, raised his head, let out an unwilling hoarse roar from his throat, and roared to the sky with all his strength.
At this time, Xiao Yan's hair was disheveled, his face was red, and traces of blood continued to flow out from the cracks in the skin on his face, dyeing Xiao Yan's whole body blood red, turning him into a bloody man, with bloodshot eyes protruding outwards, and all over his body.
His muscles were tense and he stood straight on the spot, looking like a crazy monster, extremely ferocious and terrifying.
Suddenly, Xiao Yan's body fell backwards and his eyes slowly closed tightly. The power of his soul spread outwards and disappeared involuntarily. If anyone saw this scene at this time, they would definitely recognize that this was a sign that the origin of his soul was about to collapse.
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But the power of those souls did not disappear, but merged with the origin of those emperors in an extremely strange state.
Xiao Yan's body fell downwards at an extremely fast speed. If there was a rock directly under Xiao Yan's body at this time, Xiao Yan would have been shattered to pieces and died on the spot.
While Xiao Yan was in a coma, Xiao Yan had a dream. He dreamed about his three-year status as a loser, the ridicule of his tribe, the joy and danger of following his teacher across the mainland, and the relationship between him and Xun'er.
Joys and sorrows.
But suddenly, all this began to disappear. Xiao Yan watched his relatives and friends leave him one by one. Xiao Yan wanted to keep them, but he was still unable to do so.
Seeing Xun'er's figure gradually fading away, Xiao Yan suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Xun'er, but his hand was still nothing.
Xiao Yan clenched his hands into fists in his dream, and roared madly to the sky with grief and anger:
"Ah! Xun'er! The sky is unfair! The sky is unfair!!"
At the same time, Xiao Yan, whose body was falling continuously in reality, reached out to grab it, but the difference was that there was a silvery-white light strip in his hand.
At this time, this silver-white light strip was struggling due to the sudden restraint, trying to break free from Xiao Yan's hand.
Although Xiao Yan was unable to use his fighting spirit at this time, Xiao Yan was so powerful as the Yan Emperor that his physical strength was so powerful that a tiny silver light strip could not break free.
Therefore, after struggling for a long time to no avail, he finally stopped, as if he had collapsed, and lay quietly in Xiao Yan's hands, falling down with Xiao Yan.
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