Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1253 Heaven Monument!

On the other side.

Su Qinian's eyes were solemn. Compared with when he was in the dark and yellow land, the sacred aura exuding from this blond young man was more than ten times stronger. In other words, a qualitative change had taken place, reaching a level that ordinary people could not understand.

God!

This is the first time that Su Qinian has felt this kind of existence so intuitively. The phantom is not very tall, it is no different from ordinary people, but standing behind the blond young man, it seems to replace the entire sky, becoming The only one in this world, if there must be some kind of description...

eternal!

Immortality, eternal life!
However, at this moment, the blond youth showed astonishment, but this astonishment only lasted for half a breath, and it quickly turned into shock and ecstasy.

"The ancestor god is still alive!"

The blond young man is a little unbelievable. The endless years have passed, from ancient times to ancient times, from ancient times to modern times, from modern times to the present vast starry sky. After the twilight of the gods, the miracles gradually disappeared. In the age of the vast starry sky, although the blond young man woke up from his slumber, he only knew from his incomplete blood memory that such a road to the sea of ​​suffering could reach the other side of the heaven. It was in ancient times. The abode of the gods.

Didn't the gods really disappear, but just hibernate in the heavens, isolated from the world?
"An dare to talk nonsense! Who are you!"

Suddenly, the two heavenly generals shouted violently together, the sacred aura as thick as the sea of ​​sky erupted, and the gorgeous crystal sea of ​​sand immediately swayed into fine ripples, and the two terrifying majestic auras, like two monuments of heaven, moved towards the sky. Followed by the blond-haired youth and even Su Qinian who is not far away.

From the perspective of the two heavenly generals, the descendants of the true gods are connected with their ancestor gods by blood. Whether the true gods fall or not, the blood changes in them should have been understood by heart. The descendants of the true god Bixuan in front of them, even if they are not eligible to enter the heavens, can still pass through. Zhoushan Tianzhu, as a descendant of the true god, passed through various passes and temporarily entered the heaven by legitimate means, but now he not only sneaked into the heaven by crossing the forbidden road of the sea of ​​unjust souls, but also questioned the life and death of the blood ancestor god. The next day will be suspicious.

"Heaven will appease the wrath!"

The expression of the blond young man changed, but the two heavenly generals didn't listen to him.

"Take it!"

boom!
Almost at the same time, the two heavenly generals made their moves at the same time, the gilt armor leaves were shining brightly, and their two big hands were enlarged, and they moved towards the blond youth and Su Qinian respectively.

not good!

The blond-haired young man was shocked, what kind of heavenly generals exist, even among the sages, there are few opponents, and there are many descendants of true gods, and the two heavenly generals in front of him felt a strong sense of oppression as soon as they made a move. The seemingly ordinary palm was surrounded by auspicious rays of light, as if it had turned into a sacred mountain, instantly covering the sky above his head and freezing the air around him.

"Wings of the Gods!"

The blond young man didn't dare to neglect, the golden wings of the gods spread out behind him, turned into a simple and bright knife light, and struck horizontally.

clang!
The wings of the gods collided with the palm of the general who was the size of a hill, and there was a real sound of gold and iron, and countless sparks splashed down. On the other side, the air was not broken, but a little bit of it was born. Signs of slight distortion.

What a solid void!

The destiny of the human race, such as the water god of the family, was shocked, but they felt that it should be so. This is the heaven, the legendary sacred pure land, and the eternal land. If there is no such magic, they will doubt whether they have really reached the other shore.

Bang!
There was another more magnificent impact sound, like a heavenly bell being rung, the eyes of the heavenly general who made the move shot brightly, revealing a bit of shock, the young man who looked like a mortal boy actually resisted his suppression , It was a fist that looked as simple as stone, crystal clear, with platinum brilliance, and surrounded by gilded red flames. It not only resisted his palm, but also shook his palm with pain.

"The embryonic form of immortal will!"

As a Celestial General, one can see in an instant how profound his vision and experience are. This young man of the human race, who is only in his twenties, has already realized the rudimentary form of immortal will and broke through the barriers leading to immortality. This is a sage. The first step on the road to becoming a god is also a crucial beginning.As for the realm of cultivation...

Tian Jiang's eyes lit up like two sky lanterns, and when he landed on Su Qinian, he frowned quickly, because he felt a completely different aura of cultivation from this human youth, but that aura was stronger than that of a sage. The torrent of pure qi and blood cannot be faked.

"It's strange. It's a small mountain tribe who overestimated its capabilities and opened up a different path. However, it is a bit capable to achieve the Saint of War. But if you rely on it, you think you can sneak into it smoothly if you cross the sea of ​​grievances. Heaven, young man, have your elders warned you that there are many bones under the monument!"

hum!
As soon as the voice fell, behind the general, there was a vicissitudes, antiquity, grandeur, and majestic aura entangled, coming from nothingness, forming a phantom of a hundred-foot-high stone tablet.

Su Qinian's eyes froze, and as soon as the phantom image of the stele appeared, he felt a great crisis. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the war spirit stood up, and the ancient dragon on his shoulder raised his head, and suddenly let out a earth-shattering dragon chant .

"town!"

The heavenly general made a seal with his hands, and the virtual image of the hundred-foot-tall stone tablet behind him surpassed the distance of the void, and appeared above Su Qinian's head at once.

boom!
The sand and gravel on the other shore exploded like fragments of light, piercing through the air, and on the boat on the other shore, Jingtang Empress Martial Emperor and other human races' destinies all changed color, stronger than the Bright Dragon Emperor, but they were instantly suppressed under the phantom shadow of this inexplicable stone tablet.

what!
Not far away, the blond young man was shocked. He knew better than anyone what kind of enemy Su Qinian was. It was such an opponent who was suppressed by the general at the flick of a finger. Tianbei, Tianbei, the blond youth gave birth to An ominous premonition, I always feel that there is a lot missing in the memory of the blood, and there seems to be a description about this so-called celestial monument.

"Repression!"

Without giving the blond youth any time to think, the celestial general who was fighting with him swiped his hands, swaying the existence in the dark, and a phantom image of a hundred-foot-high celestial monument suddenly appeared above his head, and suddenly fell down.

"The sword of the gods!"

The blond young man let out a loud roar, and his energy climbed to the extreme. The wings of the gods shattered, gathered in his palm, and condensed into a moon-like sword of the gods. superior.

boom!
Unexpectedly, the swords of the gods shattered, and under the phantom shadow of the stele, it looked like an old bright moon, its brilliance faded, and it fell into the nine heavens, turning into a withered star.

puff!
The blond-haired young man coughed up blood, showing an unbelievable look. Under the swords of the gods, all dharmas did not exist, but he didn't pay attention to the phantom of the stele that day. No matter how strong the weapon is, no matter how strong the way and the law are, they will not be spared.

(End of this chapter)