"You are so arrogant!"
The young man in golden robe looked at Su Qinian steadily, his tone was very cold, this was definitely his truest inner thought. Even under this starry sky, he had seen the humble appearance of the bloodline of the so-called Gods.
Only for the person in front of him, he felt a kind of disregard from the inside out, and he could not enter the other person's eyes at all. For him, who has a noble bloodline and is a descendant of a god, he has never felt such humiliation, and he still believed in it. He vowed to say frankly that he couldn't go any higher for fear of killing him with one punch.
"This is not arrogance," Su Qinian spoke again, shaking his head slightly, "Su always tells the truth, and he doesn't bother to exaggerate for you."
Damn it!
The gold-robed young man's heart suddenly reached its peak. He didn't want to say another word. He took action directly. He wanted to use the strongest power to wash away all the shame imposed on him. At the same time, he also told this world that there is no such thing as It's just that gods cannot be blasphemed, and the blood of gods cannot be underestimated. Even if they are separated by several eras, they are still the existence at the pinnacle of the heavens, looking down on the vicissitudes of the sea, and the reincarnation of all living beings.
boom!
A powerful sacred blood energy, crystal clear as glass, like a golden ocean, covered the entire Taoist platform at once. Riding on this ocean-like sacred blood energy, the young man in golden robe was like the reincarnation of a living god. He stretched out his hand to take it , a colorful shadow of the Dao Sea appeared above his head, and infinite Dao power poured down, forming a colorful divine spear in his palm.
Woo!
He waved the colorful divine spear in his hand, causing the void to twist, silver sparks scattered, and even black cracks appeared. In the dark, the Taoist platform seemed to be ringing with the hymns of the gods, and there was a majestic Taoist sound. It seems to be explaining the secret of becoming a god.
Spear of the Gods!
There was a faint brilliance in Su Qinian's eyes. He had seen this spear technique in the hands of the divine infant. Compared with the divine infant, the divine spear in the hands of the golden-robed young man seemed much cruder, but its power was not the same. And Yu is more than ten times stronger.
Facing the falling Divine Spear, Su Qinian did not dodge and punched it in the air.
clang!
There was no showiness, no dazzling fists, only colorful sparks flying everywhere. The divine spear of the gods was bounced up and down, and the golden-robed young man's arm shook violently. The tiger's mouth holding the spear almost burst open, and half of his body was numb. , he took steps almost instantly, silver light flickered under his feet, and he seemed to merge into the void and disappear in an instant.
Void taboo!
In all directions of the Tao platform, there are sacred whispers, but more senior figures show solemn expressions. The colorful divine spears are like the incarnation of the sea of heaven and dao. This method of controlling ten thousand ways is unimaginable to them. This is cultivating the gods. The power? Can you control all the heavens and all the ways?
You must know that throughout the ages, from ancient times to the present, countless epochs have passed, it is not that there have been sages from all races who have tried the road to the heavens, but without exception they have not been able to make it. Instead, they have wasted their years, especially some whose talents and understanding were far beyond their peers. The young and powerful man had high hopes from the powerful men of all races, but he did not expect to end up on the road to the heavens, causing countless sighs.
Even the human race’s former King of All Things, who traveled far on the road to the heavens and was famous in the history of supreme warfare, disappeared without a trace, and seemed to be sitting sadly in a corner of the ancient human world.
Of course, some people have heard that this ancient human king seems to have appeared in a corner of the starry sky in the human world, but it has been so long ago that it is impossible to verify whether he is the human king who wasted his life on the road to the heavens, because if he is If it were true, it would be too shocking. He was a person who was even older than the taboo in the heavens.
Silently, the next moment, behind Su Qinian, a colorful spear tip emerged from the void. Even the spiritual will of the saints could not catch it, but Su Qinian seemed to have expected it. , a fist was slowly punched out from the side at an incredible angle, seemingly slow but actually fast, but it landed on the tip of the spear with incomparable accuracy.
boom!
The colorful spear tip was directly broken by this punch, a muffled sound came from the void, and there was a brilliant rain of light splashing, and a bright long river was vaguely illuminated. Time was like flowing water, and a slender figure in a golden robe stood tall on it. On the top, the broken colorful divine spear absorbed the power of all the ways. The divine power seemed to have no end, and it returned to its original state in an instant.
Time taboo!
It was another taboo method. Many sacred figures had their eyes fixed, which constantly confirmed their guesses. Then, the young man in golden robe kept taking action, and the colorful divine spear appeared and disappeared. After the time taboo, there was another devouring taboo. Several taboo methods such as breaking taboos, reincarnation taboos, and even chaos taboos appeared. In the hands of the golden-robed young man, these taboo methods seemed to be ordinary and could be used at will.
"It's really impossible to reach the heavens!"
An old saint with a high seniority whispered, this is really amazing. Although there were some myths and legends about the ancient gods in the past, they were limited to mythological stories. There was nothing about the gods or even the ancient path of spiritual cultivation. There is no record, it seems that everything was lost in the years with the twilight of the gods.
But the scene before us now vaguely shows that in ancient times, the path to the heavens may have been the basic method of divine cultivation, or it may be limited to the bloodline of the gods.
This kind of power is unquestionable. The terrifying power possessed by those who control all laws, especially some Tao that are taboo in this world, is enough to increase the combat power exponentially, and it is difficult to crack. And understanding the taboo laws is even more powerful. As for the number of taboos, it is rare in the world for someone to possess two types of taboos. Three or more taboos are enough to be remembered by the supreme powerhouses of all races.
But for someone like the young man in gold robe before him, this was unheard of. Even after triggering several taboos one after another, the colorful spear tip stirred up the clear river water, stirring up turbulent currents one after another, sweeping towards Su Qinian. to.
Time and space taboo!
In all directions of the Tao platform, countless sacred and powerful men were shocked. This is the Emperor of Ten Thousand Tao. Looking at every era, the number of taboos is nine. There will never be more than nine people in charge of time and space taboos. When the number of taboos reaches nine, If others want to understand the taboos of time and space, only if someone dies can the number of taboos be vacated.
The saints did not expect that this young man in golden robes could actually move the Emperor of Ten Thousand Daos. When this spear was thrust out, even many saints who were just watching from afar would feel a chill. If they were involved in the turbulence of time and space, In it, even the supremely powerful find it difficult to break free. If you get lost, you are likely to be washed into ashes by the time and space river of unknown origin and unknown direction, and your body and soul will be destroyed.
But Su Qinian didn't care. He was as calm as water from beginning to end. He raised a bright red fist, bursting out the hidden war blood in his body for the first time.
boom!
It was as if hundreds of millions of people were roaring, erupting with the most powerful war sounds, which echoed on this platform across endless time and space. In the dark, everyone seemed to see a magnificent palace. In front of the palace, there was endless darkness. In the blood and soil, countless blood-stained figures stood in front of the dark blood and soil, using their hottest fighting blood to resist the spreading darkness, just to guard the pure land behind them.
That is the ancient fighting spirit, which has been passed down to this day across endless time and space.
Su Qinian waved this fist, connecting the previous and the following. The torrential sounds of war flooded all directions of the Taoist platform and passed into everyone's ears, shattering the last distracting thoughts in the mind, awakening the silent inheritance deep in the marrow sea, and rising. Arouse an unprecedented, fierce and immortal fighting spirit.
This punch cannot be shaken even by the turbulence of time and space.
Go straight forward, like a ray of light cutting through eternity, illuminating the way forward in the vast space of time.
boom!
The divine spears of the gods exploded to pieces, and the figure of the golden-robed young man who disappeared into nothingness was also blasted straight out by this punch. His face was full of astonishment, and it was even more unbelievable that there was someone in the same situation who could withstand such a killing attack. , or a mortal saint in later generations. You must know that like him, there are not many sages who can attract almost all the top ten Taoists, except for those descendants of gods, even among the blood of the gods.
"It's my turn."
Su Qinian's calm voice rang in his ears. The young man in golden robe felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He even felt an uncontrollable creepiness. He saw an ancient clumsy fist. It was not gorgeous, but it had a faint primitive aura flowing through it. , scorching hot and yang-yang, as if it was hotter than the water of the Yang River in the heavens. It was not as bright as the myriad changes, but it was pure and strong. The fighting spirit of the fists rolled in, oppressing him and almost suffocating him. (Please subscribe, thank you all for your subscriptions and tips!)
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