The saint's anger is enough to shake down the stars in the vast starry sky.
Even though this is the boundary sea of the ancient Tianlu, and the void is like iron, the anger of the floating sea saint made many people in Yunkong Palace tremble. Many people fell to the ground with a thud, or even prostrated themselves, unable to bear it. This rising majestic energy.
Black Yuxiao is no exception.
Even if he is a supreme saint and is only separated from the saint by a small realm, one step away is the difference between heaven and earth.
puff!
He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of blood, and at the same time waved his hand to shoot out a stream of colorful light, which turned into a ten-foot-long boat, tearing apart the saint's qi machine in one go. The void opened a hole and swallowed him and Kuro Yufeng in one go. Among them, disappeared.
"Ship of Destiny!"
The Fuhai Saint was startled. The aura that was like the veil of fate was as elusive and difficult to pin down. Even in his thousands of years of conquest history, it was the most difficult thing to deal with.
"Did Su let you go?"
At this moment, in front of the arena, there was a cold voice. It was still that palm. At this moment, it was facing the direction where Hei Yuxiao and the others disappeared. A brilliant rain of light suddenly floated in the sky. Everyone was intact. It was undamaged and moved freely, but they immediately showed a look of horror.
I saw the place where Hei Yuxiao and the others disappeared, and as the brilliant light rain fell, the void that had just swallowed the Hei Yuxiao and the others opened again, and a colorful boat about one foot long reappeared.
clang! clang!
There was an ancient and majestic bell ringing. I don’t know where it came from, but all the saints took a breath. It was the bell of the years. It was rumored that the time law could only be born when it evolved to an extremely high level.
Even in the Heavenly Road and the Sea, taboo laws are very rare. This scene deeply shocked everyone in Yunkong Palace. Only the Fuhai Saint, who took a deep look at Su Qinian at this time, could reverse the fate of the boat and break the law. The power of destiny, this young successor to Lock Heaven, is stronger than he imagined.
No, much stronger.
Click!
There was a cracking sound, and it was that colorful boat. As time reversed, under Hei Yuxiao's shocked and angry eyes, the destiny instrument given by the Lord just fell into pieces, disintegrated into fine gravel, and dissipated into nothingness. middle.
"It turned out to be just a replica."
When Saint Fuhai saw this scene, he immediately sneered. In his impression, the Boat of Destiny was a legendary Taoist tool. Even if it was from the lineage of the Life-Destroying Master, it could only be obtained by those who had embarked on the supreme path. It may be made.
There are generally two types of artifacts used by cultivators in this world. One is a weapon, which continues to evolve with the transition of life levels. The other is a pure Taoist weapon, a tool that inherits the Tao, and has all kinds of miraculous features. Focusing on the evolution of Tao, refining is difficult and easy. In Su Qinian's view, it is more similar to the Yuan Shenqi of Xuanhuang Earth.
The Boat of Destiny is such a Taoist tool. It does not have the most powerful killing power, but it can be carried by fate and drift with the tide. It is a rare Taoist tool to avoid disasters in the world.
"Imitation……"
Hei Yuxiao murmured, his stern face turned red. He could feel the mocking gazes from all directions without looking. He was also an extremely saint, and he couldn't even distinguish the Taoist artifacts. In other words, that person simply couldn't tell the difference. I don't value him, I just treat him as a pawn that can be discarded at any time.
He roared, his divine energy bursting forth, and he wanted to fight to the death to seize a glimmer of hope.
It's a pity that Su Qinian is no longer willing to waste time on such a small person. He raised one hand, as if the world was opened, and pressed it with a palm, and it exploded in the air. The sacred bones and blood didn't even have time to splash, and were blown away by the light. The fire burns to ashes, leaving nothing behind, both body and soul are destroyed.
"Gudong..."
There was a powerful man who couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Even though he was holy, his body tensed up and his hair stood on end. He was an extremely holy man, and he was slapped to death with just one palm. It felt like he didn't even exert much force. Could the saint really be Is it so terrible? This scene made them yearn more and more for the ninth level of the Holy Realm. At the same time, they also lamented that such a young saint came out of the Suotian lineage. The younger generation has enemies. This is a stunning young saint with the style of a young emperor. They are equally invincible and have the power to look down on all directions.
Hold it back?
At this time, Su Qinian frowned slightly. The person behind him was more patient than he thought. Even if he shocked Hei Yuxiao to death, he still couldn't find out half of the secret. The opponent's fighting spirit was empty and erased. This method was more difficult than he imagined, as he had determined the trajectory of all fates.
Sure enough, there is no one who can control the forbidden law, let alone the fate second only to time and space.
It's just...a bartering ceremony that seems very abrupt and even unnecessary. Is it to cover up something, or does it have another purpose...
The sky is silent.
The saints of the eight tribes were frightened and angry, but also felt extremely embarrassed, especially the saints of the Black Feather Division who had just arrived. They had the illusion that the sky was falling and the earth was falling. They were about to suffocate. What was going on? , the eight clans are inevitably to blame, and the Black Feather family is the first to bear the brunt. Whether they know it or not, they are the first to blame.
"I am ashamed of my ancestors. If it weren't for my little friend, the eight tribes would be doomed."
Saint Fuhai took a deep breath, and then without any hesitation, the old saint bowed deeply toward the white robe in front of the arena.
"Old Patriarch!" several Fu family saints exclaimed, and all the saints were moved.
Su Qinian stumbled to avoid this bow. He had great respect for such an old saint who had made great achievements. His passion, which could not be worn away by time, was worthy of everyone's respect.
The next step was to deal with these tens of millions of human blood pills. The saints looked at the Fuhai Saint. In this Yunkong Palace, the only one worthy of their trust was the one in front of them who had been fighting for thousands of years and still fought to the death. The old saint who never retreats.
Sage Fuhai looked at Su Qinian: "Using the light as a sign, little friend, a battle in the boundless sea of stars will bring immeasurable merit. The eight tribes have had their faults, and the old man has no face to make a decision. Don't refuse, little friend."
Hearing this, there were eight saints who hesitated to speak, but in the end they did not speak again. The powerful men from all clans gathered their eyes. In front of the arena, Yun Tiangong nodded slightly towards Su Qinian. Su Qinian did not say anything more and turned to look at On the purple jade platform, the innocent souls were wailing in the surging bloody air. These fellows who died tragically did not know if there would be another reincarnation.
Just when Su Qinian stirred up the bright fire, he wanted to purify these tens of millions of human blood elixirs.
"Wait a minute."
There was a voice, not very loud, but with an indescribable majesty and grace wrapped in calmness, which made Zhu Qiang involuntarily turn his eyes. On the ninth floor, which everyone seemed to have forgotten, a slender figure was reflected on the glass crystal wall. above.
A family of people and dragons!
Zhu Qiang's heart skipped a beat, and he almost forgot that at today's barter ceremony, two major people from the Long family arrived. Although they didn't know who they were, no one could ignore the sounds from the two white jade rooms.
(End of chapter)
