In an instant, the auras of Hun Changqing and Xingxiu had reached the highest level in their lives. The vision of heaven and earth surrounded by stars surrounding the crescent moon was majestic and splendid. It was so solemn and majestic that even a semi-saint energy body could not bear it. Terrifying pressure poured down from the sky.
The mighty aura shrouded Yan Yuan, causing his body transformed from energy to tremble slightly and become more illusory. This pressure actually slightly affected even the Dou Sheng energy body.
Although Yan Yuan's reaction was subtle, it did not escape the sight of Hun Changqing and the others. Seeing Yan Yuan's reaction, their eyes suddenly lit up. As long as it can have an impact, the enemy in front of them is not invincible. of.
Immediately with the rapid changes in the seals in the hands of the two, the new moon in the sky became even more shining, and the silver light rose sharply. Then the dense moonlight around the new moon gathered turbulently, and finally turned into a solid liquid, forming There was an endless wave of Pengbai, pouring down from the sky.
The surrounding stars that evolved from the constellations in the sky also glowed greatly, and began to change rapidly at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. As the stars moved, they combined into a vast star map that looked extremely weird, but was full of beauty.
The star map surrounded the turbulent wave and fell with the wave, hitting the Yan Yuan heavily.
"Roar!"
When Yan Yuan saw the overwhelming starlight and the bright moonlight carrying the roaring waves, he felt a little pressure in his heart. This caused the fierce light in his illusory eyes to surge again, and then he shouted angrily, A raging fire suddenly burned between heaven and earth.
Then, a hundred-foot-sized fire dragon, which was completely different from what Huo Xuan could compare with before, also appeared. With an extremely fierce momentum, it roared towards the falling stars in the sky.
"Boom!"
An explosion that was even more terrifying than Hun Changqing's Great Finger of Nirvana just now swept through the sky, covering an area of nearly ten thousand miles. This was completely within the attack range of the Fighting Saint warriors during the battle, and it was also completely It turned into a huge empty pit without any other life.
"Cough! Cough!"
The aftermath stopped, and two sounds of coughing up blood suddenly sounded in the center of the explosion. The two figures of Hun Changqing and Hun Changqing were seen suspended in the air, trembling slightly, with pale faces, and red blood pouring out of their mouths.
On the other hand, Yan Yuan looked equally embarrassed, and his energy body was a bit more illusory, but his expression was already crazy, and his actions were not hindered in the slightest. After resisting the damage of the explosion, he rose into the air again, Madly, he rushed towards Hun Changqing and the two of them.
"Damn it, you really deserve to be a Fighting Saint. The gap is too big."
After Hun Changqing struggled to stabilize his body, he looked at Yan Yuan who was speeding towards him with an ugly expression. At this moment, his real strength was no more than the Eight-Star Dou Zun. Even after using the lunar vision, he was only comparable to the fifth-level Dou Zun. Under the alliance with Xingxu, even the late-stage Semi-Saint is not afraid at all, but this Yan Yuan is not a Semi-Saint, but a genuine fighting saint!
There seems to be only one word difference between Semi-Saint and Fighting Saint, but they are worlds apart. One is truly in the sky and the other is underground. Fighting Saint's understanding of the rules of heaven and earth can no longer be compensated by powerful fighting skills and attacks.
"Hmph! Old ghost, if you take a step forward, she will die!"
Just as Yan Yuan was approaching, the cold light in Hun Changqing's eyes flashed away, and with a cold snort, he took out a dark coffin from Najie.
Pressing down with his palm, he smashed all the coffins into pieces, revealing a delicate and beautiful body. Although the body was exquisite, the soul of Changqing showed no pity at all. He had a fierce look in his eyes and directly stretched out his hand to strangle the neck of this body. , lifted her in front of him, and then said coldly to Yan Yuan.
This body is exactly that Huo Zhi who was made into a living dead by Hun Changqing according to the method he used to concoct Xiao Yan before.
When Huo Zhi's body appeared, he felt a faint breath of the Yan clan's bloodline on Huo Zhi's body. Yan Yuan's crazy expression suddenly froze, and then a trace of clarity appeared in his eyes, and the steps under his feet also stopped.
When Hun Changqing saw this, he was overjoyed and was about to say something. Yan Yuan, who had paused, roared with scarlet eyes again, and then burst out with terrifying speed again, heading towards the two of them. Came violently.
"Damn it, what exactly did he go through before him? A mighty fighting saint, after becoming an energy body, he can't even stay conscious!"
When Hun Changqing saw this, he knew clearly that Yan Yuan was mentally confused and had no possibility of threatening communication. He cursed secretly in his heart, then threw Huo Zhi's body aside and was about to take out the magic weapon in Najie. The corpse of a tenth-level monster exploded. Although it was a waste to use that corpse to deal with this Yan Yuan, that was all it could do now.
"I just hope that the energy crystal core after Yan Yuan's death can give me some blood, otherwise I will suffer a big loss this time! The corpse of a tenth-level monster."
Hun Changqing, who had made up his mind, felt that his heart was bleeding at this moment, but he did not dare to hesitate too much in his hands. However, just when his hand was about to touch his Najie, a cold and sharp shout suddenly roared from all directions. It came, like thunder, exploding in the ears of several people.
"A mere Yan Clan dares to take action against a descendant of my Soul Clan, seeking death!"
The cold voice slowly fell, and the world, which was originally extremely blazing due to the surge of Yan Yuan's fighting energy, suddenly became bone-chilling, and strands of sinister wind appeared and began to roar wildly.
An extremely dense black mist also emerged from all directions and gathered crazily in the sky, forming a huge black hand holding up the sky. Then he looked into the void and directly rushed towards Hun Changqing and the two of them. Yan Yuan grabbed him hard.
When Yan Yuan looked at the roaring giant palm that held up the sky, his crazy look suddenly became horrified, and fear flashed across his eyes. He felt a very familiar feeling from the giant palm, And the breath that trembled for it.
Suddenly, his strong desire to survive made him dare not hesitate. He quickly stopped his progress and retreated in the opposite direction. At the same time, all the fighting energy remaining in his life burst out at this moment, trying to get rid of this situation. Dao Qingtian giant palm.
However, before he could retreat even half a mile, the giant palm that held up the sky penetrated through the layers of void and landed in front of him. In Yan Yuan's frightened eyes, he ignored the raging fighting energy burning on his body. He pinched him hard in the palm of his hand.
And as the giant palm of the sky fell, an illusory and fuzzy dark figure slowly appeared at the end of the sky. However, this figure seemed to be very far away, but in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the soul leader. In front of the Qing duo, there is an old man wearing black robes, with an old face, a hooked nose, sinister eyes, and a cold breath. At a glance, one can tell that this man is a member of the Soul Clan.
"I've met senior."
After Hun Changqing saw the old man, he naturally understood that he was an ancestor of the Hun clan who was buried in the sky tomb. He did not hesitate, cupped his fists and bowed, not daring to lose his etiquette. Yan Yuan did not resist at all just now. The image of his power being held in his hand is still fresh in Hun Changqing's memory.
However, the stars on the side were not as if their souls were evergreen. Instead, they were slightly in a daze, and their expressions became a little strange.
"Ancestor?"
After seeing the old man, Xingxiu felt a familiar aura from the old man. It was not the simple power of the soul clan's bloodline, but the aura of the family bloodline left by the Ancient Emperor of Morning Star, so he hesitantly tried to ask aloud.
When Xingxu participated in the Heavenly Tomb for the first time, after reaching the third floor, he felt a sense of connection with blood, which was not felt by other soul clans.
This made her guess at the time, but the feeling of connection at that time was very weak, and the end of the connection was still in the crisis-ridden stretch on the third floor. She was walking with a group of tribesmen in the third floor. , after thinking about it again and again, I still didn’t enter into the investigation.
After coming in this time, all the stars inspired by the bloodline of the Ancient Morning Star Emperor could clearly feel that the connection was getting clearer and clearer, and they could already clearly perceive the specific location of the end of the bloodline connection.
So when Yanyuan appeared just now and Xingxu saw that the situation was not good, Xingxu did not hesitate to send some messages through the power of this connection, and the person who appeared at this moment should be the person who is related to her by blood. family ancestor!
After Hun Changqing heard Xingxu's voice, the expression on his face became a little strange, but he quickly thought about it thoroughly. Although Xingxu's family has few members, every one of them grew up and became a member of the clan. It left a strong mark in the records, especially when the Xingxu family was the main force in the battle that destroyed the Xiao clan thousands of years ago.
And in that battle, it was not an accident that so many elders of the Xingxiu family were buried in this celestial tomb. At this moment, Hun Changqing also figured out Xingxiu's purpose of delaying time, and it must have been She wanted to delay the arrival of her ancestor who was waiting for her.
However, after hearing the two voices, the old man did not give any response. Instead, he stared at the stars with a pair of old eyes, making the surrounding atmosphere a little awkward and silent.
Xingxu could also feel at this moment that a majestic soul power enveloped herself, as if she was exploring something, but Xingxu did not resist. She had already confirmed the identity of the old man in her heart, and knew that this was the ancestor of the family. Explore your own situation.
"Hahaha! Okay! Okay! Okay!"
Just after the silence lasted for a moment, an uncontrollable smile suddenly appeared on the gloomy face of the old man. He stroked his withered palms, smiled up to the sky, and shouted three times.
"The bloodline of the ancestor emperor was actually activated by you, reaching the level of the original bloodline. One day, it may not be possible to reach the height of the ancestor emperor in the past, good! Hahaha!"
When Xingxu heard his ancestor's praise, a smile appeared on his cold and pretty face, he bowed slightly and said respectfully.
"Huntong got the inheritance from the Ancestor Emperor by luck. He dare not say that he can surpass the Ancestor Emperor."
After hearing the words, the old man's face condensed with joy and became a little stiff, and his laughter was interrupted at this moment. As the head of the Xingxiu lineage, he had never heard of any inheritance left by the Ancient Emperor of Morning Star, but The old man quickly thought of the key, a trace of regret suddenly appeared on his face, and he sighed.
"So that's it. According to the records, the ancestor emperor suddenly disappeared. We thought it was because the ancestor emperor encountered some powerful enemy and had no time to leave the inheritance and only left some objects. However, we did not expect that the descendants were incompetent and could not investigate. The mysteries contained in the things left by the ancestors, no wonder our lineage is declining day by day."
Xingxu's face suddenly became solemn when he heard the words, and he became extremely solemn and spoke sonorously and forcefully.
"Huntong will definitely make the Ancestral Emperor's lineage flourish again!"
The old man couldn't help but nodded when he heard the words. He believed that Xingxu, who inherited the inheritance of the Ancient Emperor Chenxing, had this ability. Looking at Xingxu, his eyes were full of relief, but soon a trace of complexity flashed through his heart, and he felt emotional.
"It would have been better if it had appeared a thousand years earlier. In this case, the battle to destroy the Xiao clan would not have been so difficult for my lineage."
But the old man also sighed with emotion. What happened in the past is a foregone conclusion. He himself is also a ruthless and decisive person. It was just that he was a little sentimental when he encountered the hope of family revival and was agitated in his heart.
The old man quickly calmed down his emotions and faced Xingxu, with a smile on his gloomy and ruthless cheeks. Although it looked very strange and terrifying, in Xingxu's eyes, this smile was full of love.
"I am Hun Kaishan, the eighth generation family head of the lineage of the Ancient Emperor of Morning Star, and the Rare Saint of the Star."
As soon as the old man said this, Xingxu had an impression in her heart. As the last two Morning Star Ancient Emperors, she naturally knew her family's genealogy by heart and addressed it solemnly.
"The founder of the mountain!"
Hearing this, Hun Kaishan immediately smiled and nodded.
"Although I have died long ago, and now I am just a trace of remnants, like a lonely ghost, lingering in the sky tomb, I can't help you. But in this sky tomb, except for the guy in the deepest part, the rest It's up to me to decide. You should no longer absorb the energy cores of those Dou Zun and Half-Saints at will. I will find Dou Saint's energy crystal cores for you, which contain Dou Saint's understanding of the rules of heaven and earth. Help you reach the Dou Sheng level more smoothly."
"Thank you, ancestor!"
When Xingxu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up with joy and he quickly thanked him.
"Before I leave, I have to take care of this guy. After all, he is still a Fighting Saint Crystal Core."
Hun Kaishan stroked his beard with a smile, and then walked not far away to Yan Yuan, who was already firmly imprisoned by him.
"Star Rare Saint. Soul. Soul Clan"
Looking at Hun Kaishan walking towards him, Yan Yuan's face showed panic, and his eyes were full of struggle. He didn't remember Hun Kaishan, but when he saw this person, he was subconsciously afraid, fearful, and felt like Even when he was facing death, he couldn't help but utter the title Hun Kaishan. Obviously, Hun Kaishan definitely left an indelible impression on him during his lifetime.
"I didn't expect that you, a little bug, whose soul was torn into millions of pieces by me, could be condensed into an energy body. You are so crazy that you haven't been swallowed by others. You are lucky, but that's it. Contribute your crystal core and contribute to my lineage."
Hun Kaishan stood in front of Yan Yuan, the smile on his face had already faded away, and became extremely gloomy and indifferent. He stretched out his finger, touched Yan Yuan's eyebrows lightly, and spoke lightly.
"No no. No!"
Yan Yuan watched the withered old fingers gradually approaching, his face full of despair, and he roared helplessly, but it had no effect at all.
The moment he was touched by a finger, his soul, fighting energy, and everything about him were completely destroyed. In a violent riot of light, he turned into an energy crystal core flashing with red light.
(End of chapter)
