Son of God!
Even a saint can feel the weight of these four words.
Unlike ordinary descendants of gods, in many ancient myths and legends, the children of gods were qualified to inherit the throne of gods in ancient times.
As for the method of this inheritance, it is difficult to know. It is too long ago, spanning countless eras, or even more than one era.
At this moment, the chaotic mist was steaming, and the eyes of the five alien saints fell on Su Qinian at the same time.
They hunt down the descendants of gods for the secrets of the gods. There are many secret techniques for refining the true blood of alien races in this world. No matter which gods and emperors are stronger or weaker, one thing is generally recognized, that is, ancient times The gods have been around for much longer than the emperors, and they have undoubtedly gone a long way on the road to eternal life.
No one knows what is at the end of the evolution of life, but it must be one of them to live forever.
"Do you want to take action against me?"
Su Qinian's tone was very calm and straightforward. There were a few figures in the holy realm who had not experienced the world for a long time. They had all experienced blood and fire. Could it be that the alien saints in front of them really couldn't see through it? It's just selfishness.
"interesting."
The young man who is a descendant of the gods moved his eyes slightly, and his golden-red eyes revealed some inexplicable meaning.
"Heir of Suotian, you lack the awe of the saint."
This is an old man, with black robes binding his feet. He looks very old, with white hair on his head, and wrinkles on his face. His eyes are almost indistinguishable, but his mouth is like a bell, and there is an invisible wave in it. The depths of this earth's veins spread.
Su Qinian said nothing, but his eyes fell, not seeing any vision, and the invisible fluctuations that overflowed from the old man's body suddenly rolled back.
With a muffled grunt, the old man staggered back, his black robe swaying, his face wrinkled and trembling, and his slender eyes widened, revealing a look of horror.
What!
This made several other saints look shocked. This old man had an extraordinary background. He was a saint from the soul clan. The soul clan’s attainments in the path of the soul were unparalleled in the sky. Among the top saints present, if In terms of combat power, this one may not be the strongest, but in terms of spiritual willpower, this one should be the most respected, and the soul killing is the most dangerous. If it is a life and death duel, in addition to the mysterious life-severing master, the four aliens Even the saints dare not say what their chances of winning are.
But such a soul clan saint suffered a big loss in the invisible battle of wills. How could this not frighten several powerful men? When they looked at Su Qinian, they showed a strong look of fear.
It seems that the rumors are true, and the descendant of Lock Heaven may even have reservations.
"blasphemy, how about you and I join forces to keep these people behind?" At this time, the young man who is a descendant of the Gods suddenly said.
Um?
Several alien saints suddenly became stunned, with divine blood flowing in their bodies. The young man who is the descendant of the gods is not weak. If such an unfathomable descendant of Locked Heaven is added to the mix, it will undoubtedly add great variables. Although they have There are six saints, but the Wuming master comes from the human race, so it is hard to believe them.
Unexpectedly, Su Qinian turned around and left without saying a word.
Not only the saints, but also the young man who was a descendant of the God Clan was a little surprised at first, and then his golden-red eyes sank: "blasphemer, what do you mean!"
"It's boring."
Su Qinian did not look back, but just waved his hand. It was really boring. He originally wanted to see the descendants of the gods and see the difference between the descendants of the ancient gods. But now it seems that it is nothing more than that. He has no intention of taking action. After all, compared to the other party, the divine blood contained in the arm of the divine infant that he had amputated was purer and possessed extremely strong divine power. What he has to do now is to find a quiet place and break through the realm. Realize the evolution of life levels and make up for some of the imbalances caused by the large jump in combat power.
After a brief moment of astonishment, the face of the divine boy turned completely cold.
He has gorgeous long golden-red hair, each strand of hair seems to be surrounded by glazed golden flames, and the ancient and mysterious aura flows through his body. That is the legendary Shen Xi, and only descendants of the divine blood can condense it. The original power of refining.
Several foreign saints moved at this moment, and five strands of super detachment energy intertwined and formed. The void was like iron, and seemed to have turned into a solid cage, trapping the divine boy inside.
Tacitly, none of the top saints looked at Su Qinian again, not to mention that they were not sure about taking action. There were too many things involved in this person and the stakes were too high. They did not want to cause trouble unless necessary. Capturing the descendants of the divine blood is the most important thing at the moment. The secrets of the gods are more tempting than anything else to the strong men who are at the pinnacle of the holy realm and are about to reach the end of their lives.
Su Qinian left.
Until the end, none of the foreign saints spoke, and no one stopped them. Only the Wuming Master hesitated to speak, but in the end he did not speak. He just stared deeply at Su Qinian's back, with something in his eyes. The ancient millstones on both sides turned slowly, trying to gain some insight.
Lifting his feet and taking steps, the mountains and rivers were turned upside down, and thousands of miles of breath passed by. Su Qinian could feel the suppressed energy and the shrouded clouds in the distance. It was the battle between several powerful men at the peak of the Holy Realm. Although it was suppressed, the feeling The huge pressure of life still spread thousands of miles away.
Only the spiritual star gathers the spirituality of the universe and is the place where heaven and earth are created. Ordinary ancient stars, not to mention saints, even if ordinary saints fight against each other, the energy that escapes will be enough to destroy the world and cause irreparable damage. Disintegration and destruction.
Half an hour later.
In a quiet and vast mountain, Su Qinian found a sea of green bamboo.
In front of the bamboo sea, he sat cross-legged and began to adjust his body, making final preparations for his breakthrough.
This breakthrough can be said to come naturally, and it is also a breakthrough that has been suppressed for a long time. It is a partial compensation for the life level, allowing the imbalanced spirit, physical shell and combat power to reach a new level of harmony.
This sitting lasted for a full nine hours.
The bright moon is like a disk, and the moonlight is like water, pouring into the sea of bamboo and also falling on Su Qinian. At this moment, Su Qinian's whole body is filled with pure and positive breath, and the vigorous vitality of the sea is surging in the body, and even spilling out of the body. , the whole bamboo sea suddenly seemed to come to life, with bamboo leaves whirling, green fireflies intertwined, and clear springs flowing up and down, as if playing an ancient prelude to life.
Click!
At this moment, there seemed to be a breaking sound in Su Qinian's body, as if a layer of shackles had been broken free, and the strong sacred energy suddenly rose into the sky like a sea of stars breaking through a dike.
Clang!
At the same time, there was a loud sound of swords, and hundreds of millions of Taoist talismans rushed out of Su Qinian's body. Each Taoist talisman was in the shape of a knife, crystal clear and ancient, and could be four feet and nine inches long, a total of four One hundred and ninety million Dao talismans are like four hundred and ninety million divine swords in the air.
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