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Divine calamity is coming!
In the valley, Su Qinian's eyes narrowed slightly. This was by no means the end, but just the beginning.
As long as he does not die for a day, the divine calamity will not end unless the marks of the gods in this world are truly dissipated.
This also made Su Qinian have some speculations. Creatures like gods have definitely evolved to an unimaginable level. Creatures of this level still have marks between heaven and earth, which can trigger the fate of killing. So, You have to be on guard, as there may not be a possibility of recovery.
Even if the resurrection from the dead is just a legend among hundreds of tribes in the world, no one can come back again after their souls are scattered, but that is a god who survived in the ancient times. It is different from the gods among the hundreds of tribes today who claim to be descendants of gods. In fact, The blood of God on his body has become extremely weak as time goes by.
Su Qinian has always been in awe of life.
Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian thought, and the Heavenly Dragon Armor was added to his body. He climbed to the sky in one step, escaped from the protection of the star formation, stepped into the starry sky, and came to the side of the saint of the Queshan clan.
"My little friend, you are still young. Wait until you have such long years of practice before you join the battle."
Queshan Zhenhai spoke with a solemn tone. Through his previous remarks, he truly valued this young man and felt that as long as he did not perish, he would surely shine in the next hundred years and shake the entire human starry sky.
Su Qinian shook his head and said, "There is no way to escape the fate, so why retreat?"
The saint of the Queshan clan concentrated his attention and suddenly understood something. He sighed and looked at the ancient chariot in front of him. The old saint of the Stone clan was sitting upright, his energy filling the air with majesty. The starry sky for hundreds of thousands of miles was trembling, and his whole body was coiled. Chaos energy, gray stone hair shawl, and eyes as dazzling as the sun fell on Su Qinian.
Clang! Clang!
There were sparks flying, and Su Qinian took half a step back. This was the first time since the Tianlong Armor was made that he was knocked back half a step before taking action.
Su Qinian understood that this was different from any opponent in the past, but a saint who truly stood at the top of the holy realm. On the black and yellow earth, he was the monster clan that the first Han emperor gathered all the destiny to banish. The level of the Nine Saints.
One day, he would have to face such a strong man, but he didn't expect that day to come so soon. Under the shroud of divine calamity, he would definitely have a difficult road ahead, but if he could push through it all the way, Su Qinian believed that this day would come. It will definitely become a profound foundation for him to reach the top in the future, and it is an experience that cannot be ignored.
"Heir of Locked Heaven!"
At this time, on the chariot, the old stone man spoke. His voice was not high, but after he spoke, it was like thunder, resounding in the starry sky, vibrating in the starry sky of a hundred thousand miles, even if there was a star array to isolate it, on the Queshan Spirit Star , the higher the cultivation level, the more the soul will feel trembling, and the spiritual will will be greatly impacted.
This is the crushing from the life level. There is a kind of crushing force in every move and every move. In the Queshan Spiritual Nest, many Open Heaven Realm great masters have turned pale and clenched their fists. Although they are powerful, they are like that in the starry sky. The battlefield is no longer something they can set foot on.
Thinking about the life-breaking knife again, as the descendants of Suotian, they originally had a lot of envy. After all, it was the huge inheritance of the ancestral land in the Central Region. It was unattainable and too far away for ordinary practitioners, but at this moment , they had some insights. Sometimes, no matter how many opportunities and blessings they get, they have to withstand many possible disasters and dangers.
Between gain and loss, it is life and death.
Buzz!
In the starry sky, Su Qinian stretched out his hand and held it in vain. The life-saving knife turned from virtual to real and fell into the palm of his hand. He looked forward and uttered only one word.
"war!"
He was very straightforward and responded with the word "war". There was nothing to say. The other party came for revenge. There was no point in saying anything, it was just fighting.
call!
The next moment, on the ancient chariot, the old saint from the Yangtie Division of the Stone Clan stood up.
In an instant, it was like an ancient holy mountain rising from the ground and standing in the starry sky of the universe. The universe hung upside down and the stars were dim. The majesty of the saint was like the pouring of the Milky Way, but it was limited to this starry sky of 100,000 miles. After all, he came from across the border. For example, this old saint of the Stone Clan must also be wary of attracting the masters of the East Pole Star War Palace in advance. When he reaches the saint level, he understands better than many people that the War Emperor Palace is in the starry sky of the human world. What a behemoth it is.
puff!
Queshan Zhenhai coughed up blood and took two steps back again. The majesty of the saint was too terrifying. The jade-like staff he held in his hand turned into a long staff of the saint, holding it in his hand to resist the saint's energy.
Boom!
Su Qinian also retreated, holding the life-saving knife across his chest, making a clanging sound. He imagined the light of the world, and the shadow of the ancient heavenly dragon chanting in the divine court, suppressing the invasion of all majestic will.
His face was slightly pale. Even with the majestic suppression from the ancient king of mythical beasts, Su Qin's will, which had not yet passed through reincarnation, still seemed very reluctant in front of the majesty of the saint. He simultaneously ran the Chaos God Art, and his spiritual will turned into a ball of sacred The vortex, with its boundless light, rotates all external forces, discharging them and turning them into forces.
With his heart sinking, Su Qinian felt that in his current state, even with all his strength, he might not be able to hurt a saint. With a thought in his mind, he wanted to stir up one-third of the heart of time and summon his future body to come. .
At this moment, in the valley at the corner of Queshan Lingchao.
Under the astonished gazes of Lian and Cheng Pi, Wansheng slowly opened his eyes, woke up from his deep meditation, and softly uttered two words.
"Heavens!"
This time, it was rare that as he opened his mouth, the words "Zhutian" became like substance, turning into two simple seal characters, overflowing with colorful divine brilliance, almost appearing in the starry sky and landing on the head of the old stone man. .
What!
Even the old stone man was caught off guard by the sudden change. As a saint, he was unable to detect any omen. The next moment, two ancient seal characters of Zhutian were imprinted on his eyebrows.
boom!
The old saint was frightened and angry, and his majestic energy was strong, but it suddenly weakened countless times. In the dark, he saw nothingness, but on his own life star, two colorful ancient seal characters fell on it like talismans. , the Tao and the Dharma belonging to the saint were all blocked, as if they were knocked back to their original point, only the blood of the saint remained.
"who!"
The old saint's gaze was like a torch, like two golden magic lamps, illuminating the corner of the Queshan Spiritual Nest under the star array.
He saw the creation of all things, a middle-aged human race wearing an animal skin waistcoat, with long gray hair, and an aura of vicissitudes of time flowing through his body. As a saint, his eyesight was so sharp that he noticed something strange almost instantly. This was the broken stone in the fragments of the stone world. The ancients who were sealed out? A sage and master of the human race!
His eyes darkened, this was one of the scenarios he didn't want to foresee.
Roar!
The old saint let out a loud roar that shook the galaxy. His whole body shone brightly, and his gray stone hair was stirring. He was trying his best to mobilize the Tao and Dharma in his body. In the void, the life star shook, but those two beautiful ancient seal characters, It is almost like the decree of the gods, the Tao and the law are silent, unable to stir up the slightest movement.
Queshan Zhenhai's eyes lit up. The saint who had lost his Tao and Dharma was still terrifying, but it no longer made him feel powerless as before.
"Heavens!"
In Queshan's spiritual nest, Wansheng opened his mouth for the second time, and two more ancient seal characters overflowed with dazzling splendor, manifested into the starry sky, and landed on the brows of the sacred stone beast Nalanan. His aura also weakened all at once, saying Isolated from the Dharma, only the blood of the holy realm is left.
Heavens!
The old saint of the Stone Tribe lowered his gaze, and his Taoism was isolated. His combat power was nine out of ten, or even more. The two words "Zhutian" were very unfamiliar, but there was a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere. However, his memory was very blurry. Thousands of years had passed. At that time, he had just embarked on the path of spiritual practice and had vaguely heard these two words from his fathers.
But I don't know what the meaning of these two words is, but now the old sage knows that he can't break the other party's method, and the other party didn't take action personally, obviously he wanted to leave it to the young man opposite.
At this moment, the majesty of the saint weakened, and Su Qinian felt light all over, as if he had some enlightenment.
When fighting against a saint, even a saint who is isolated from Tao and Dharma, the other party's understanding of warfare is absolutely beyond imagination. How many of the younger generation can have this kind of experience? It is also a kind of chance.
Turn disaster into good fortune!
In the dark, Su Qinian sensed his luck, and the billowing black clouds above his head actually gave birth to strands of auspicious energy, and a divine cloud appeared.
Su Qinian was determined. The senior human race was more unfathomable than imagined. He could even isolate the Tao and Dharma of a saint. However, although his opponent had lost his Tao and Dharma, as a saint, his blood and spirit were still there. To him, he is still a formidable enemy, far more than any opponent he has faced before.
Looking at Su Qinian, Queshan Zhenhai took a deep breath, then turned his eyes and fell on the stone beast pulling the chariot.
boom!
The next moment, Su Qinian and the old stone man moved at the same time.
Stepping on the Time Road, a glazed avenue glowed with platinum holy light, extending into the distance. With the rain of time flying, Su Qinian was like a traveler traveling through time. This extreme speed, under the blessing of Tianlong Armor, almost gave birth to a kind of order. The astonishing sight of the stars turning backwards.
As for the old saint from the Stone Clan, his body was full of saint energy and blood, and he was like a star furnace shaking. The terrifying energy and blood tore apart the starry sky for hundreds of thousands of miles, creating dense cracks.
With this kind of saint's physique, one step at a time, as if supernatural powers were born on its own, would tear apart the stars, and it was no slower than Su Qinian.
Clang!
Su Qinian took the initiative and followed the trajectory of fate, drawing a perfect arc and cutting into nothingness.
This is the thirty-sixth sword of Immortality of Time.
As Su Qinian comprehended the ninth mystery of the time taboo, Dao Que gradually became perfect. The power of this sword was more magnificent and precise than before, and there was almost no trace left. (Please recommend monthly tickets. Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! Thank you to the brothers and sisters of Wumeng for your support!)
