Chapter 209: Young War Emperor, Samsara Fist!

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Holy King List!

Su Qinian's eyes were bright, but his aura was very calm. This was one of the forty-nine celestial monuments in the Holy King Mountain Range.

On the majestic stone monument, a majestic figure turned its back to him, as if standing at the end of the road, and as if separated by endless time and space. Around the monument, the stars were dim, all lying under his feet.

too strong!

Su Qinian can be sure that the divine form on the stele has not really reached the supreme realm, but the aura is so compelling, it is almost like facing a true king. The aura is enough to make the stars tremble and the saints to be frightened.

It was a young man wearing golden leather armor, with black hair hanging freely on his shoulders. As if he felt Su Qinian's arrival, the young man turned around slowly.

"war!"

As the young man turned around, there was a terrible sound of war, like the sky and the sea rolling back, surging forward.

Compared with the chaotic storm, the battle sound originating from the sky monument resounded in the divine court, like a tangible substance, seeping into the limbs, bones, internal organs, straight into the sea of ​​​​marrow, and resonating with the blood.

call!

There was loud sound and silence on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, but Su Qinian's black hair was violently agitated, and his eyes shot out with dazzling lightning.

"war!"

He shouted deeply, raised his fist and struck towards the young man on the monument.

The brilliance of this punch was restrained, not flashy at all, but it pulled the stars into motion, and the invisible field spread forward, covering the sky monument.

At this moment, the young man on the monument finally turned around and revealed his true appearance.

He had a very ordinary appearance, not very delicate, but his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the soul. They were so bright and hot, as if endless blood and fire were sleeping, and the ancient flag was faintly swaying.

A glistening white fist poked out from the inscription. It was neither light nor heavy. If I had to use one word to describe it, there would only be two words.

firm!

Yes, unswerving, as if it is more deeply rooted than the ancient sacred mountain, and more unshakable than the Buzhou Tianzhu.

The blood that seemed to be able to tear the universe apart instantly ignited Su Qinian's fighting spirit.

boom!

Still far apart, between the two fists, stars exploded. The two most powerful fists collided, causing a storm in the starry sky. Thousands of big stars were blown away by the blazing wind of the fists and shattered into cosmic dust.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Su Qinian's heart was beating, and every pore was gushing blood. There had never been a moment when his energy and energy were so restless. There was no doubt that this was an evenly matched opponent, even an unprecedentedly powerful enemy in the same realm. .

hold head high!

There was a roar of a dragon, resounding from the sea of ​​marrow. Su Qinian took a step forward. The sacred blood, which was more blazing than the stars, turned into a substantial dragon shape, rushed up from behind, penetrated the sea of ​​stars, and finally entrenched itself in the sea of ​​stars. A hazy humanoid shadow appeared on his shoulder.

At the same time, in the divine court, the fighting spirit belonging to Su Qinian stood up and made fist seals with the huge humanoid shadow.

"Come again!"

Su Qinian shouted loudly, and his fists shook again. The three fist seals followed the same trajectory. His whole body was filled with a surging quasi-king aura, and the light of his fist rushed up, like a sky river rolling up.

Facing the young man on the monument, Su Qinian had no reservations. His essence, energy and spirit were united to the extreme. The invincible belief he had accumulated so far in his practice was integrated into his body and spirit. He fired the strongest flesh and blood fist, making this man The stars on the top of the Tianshan Mountains were dim, like hundreds of millions of stars blooming, lighting up the entire sky.

At the same time, the eyes of the young man on the sky monument brightened slightly, as if he had a bit of energy, he was no longer as calm as before, and he really had a hint of life.

The next moment, he raised his feet and stepped off the sky monument.

Woo!

In an instant, Su Qinian seemed to hear the wail of the stars. Faintly, he saw a majestic figure standing on the upper reaches of the long river of time, looking down here.

Endless time and space have been spanned, that is a true emperor.

War Emperor!

Needless to say, Su Qinian already understood that what was engraved on this heavenly monument was exactly the form of a certain war emperor when he was young.

The young War Emperor's golden leather armor was old. It was not the skin of a powerful wild beast, but a very ordinary animal skin. He stepped off the sky monument. Although he did not exude blazing pressure, the invisible momentum rose, and he seemed to have replaced him. This starry sky has become the master of all realms, standing at the very center of the universe.

Facing Su Qinian's fist, he waved his fist and struck it in the air. The fist was golden and not powerful, but the power of the fist was astonishing, like the reincarnation of the ancient god of war. Every trace of battle blood could burn the heavens.

Bang!

The two fists collided for the first time. Transparent and irregular ripples swept through the starry sky like the waves of the sky and the sea. The huge impact sound splashed countless sparks. Each spark shone like a star, and was annihilated in the utmost splendor. .

It doesn't look like a body of flesh and blood at all. Both fists are as strong as king iron. There are dragon roars in Su Qinian's body. Nine ancient divine rings vaguely appear on the spine behind him, three of which are shining brightly. , countless rays of light intertwined, penetrated into every inch of the flesh and blood body, and twisted into waves of quasi-king power.

Looking at the young war emperor in golden leather armor, he is full of heroic appearance, with golden blood flowing through his body, like a vast ocean surging, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths.

boom!

The young war emperor took the initiative for the first time. One of his fists turned into a black hole in an instant, and golden blood filled the hole. At this moment, the black hole rotated, and the powerful fist force made the Suqinian Temple shake. He was shaken by this terrifying punch.

The power of taboo!

Su Qinian's eyes were solemn. With this punch, he seemed to have returned to his mother's body, and once again experienced the hazy perception when he was first reincarnated in the black and yellow earth.

"The power of reincarnation!"

This is one of the taboos in the ten directions. What the young War Emperor performed is undoubtedly the secret of the Samsara Fist that the War Emperor Palace is famous in the heavens. Even the emperors cannot fully understand, but the truth is Existing in the heavens, there are rumors that the first generation of war emperor Tian Xing was lucky enough to have a glimpse of reincarnation, and finally created this amazing imperial boxing method. Over the endless years, it has been continuously deduced and perfected by successive war emperors. Even in its heyday, even if The emperors of all the realms are not willing to be easily contaminated. This is a boxing technique that is said to be able to drive all souls into reincarnation.

If we say that among the ten taboo methods, apart from the taboo of time and space, which taboo is the most mysterious, only the two methods of fate and reincarnation are the most mysterious.

Destiny is unpredictable and reincarnation is unpredictable.

Wow!

Su Qinian also used the Immortal Fist of Time, stirring up the wind on the long river of time and space. The void and time were intertwined, immeasurable light was contained, and the fist tip as crystal clear as glass penetrated into the black hole.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

Deep in the void that no one can explore, there is a continuous sound of impact coming from afar, as if it does not exist in the current universe, but it has been transmitted to the real world.

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