In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Chapter 451 It's not by chance, everything happens for a reason!
The hall is simple and unsophisticated, with a sense of vicissitudes of life.

Chen Xiu lightly clasped his finger on the white jade door, and there was a deep broken sound.

Ripples bloomed like water waves, and endless debris fell to the ground like broken ice.

"Even though it is a thousand-year-old white jade, the aura has dissipated. It seems that it is at least five thousand years old." Chen Xiu said softly,
Luo Xu's eyes were a little heavy, and he said anxiously: "If so, where do the gods live?"

"Perhaps, from the very beginning, there were no so-called gods here?" Chen Xiujin stepped straight into the hall.

Dilapidated and pale, that's the only feeling.

What came into Luo Xu's eyes was a deep gully almost like a moat, about ten feet deep, like a knife blade, dividing the huge hall into two!
There are endless bloodstains on the ground, and the bloody meaning can still be felt.

"What, what is this?" Luo Xu's eyes were filled with fear.

The blood is still red!
"For so many years, the Dragon God Kingdom has been number one in the Grand Competition. Since stepping into the Holy Land, is there any news?" Chen Xiu suddenly asked.

With his fingers, he gently picked up a piece of debris stained with bright red, and said softly: "The silk thing has never been weathered."

The dark golden vertical pupils between the brows are shining brilliantly.

A looming bloody thread slowly spread to the deepest part.

It was a gigantic figure, surrounded by infinite threads of cause and effect, even for Chen Xiu, it was a bit difficult to see clearly!

However, this guy's state is quite weird!
Xuanwu's voice was trembling: "Heaven, Tianzun, have you heard from us again?"

Luo Xu nodded slightly, and said flatly, "It should be."

My eyes looked around the seven directions, and I said indifferently: "The winner of the Dragon God Country competition is indeed a selected one of the gods! It's just that it's not an audience with the gods, but a sacrifice to the gods, or rations!! "

Xuanwu felt cold all over his body, his terrified eyes fell under the bright red everywhere, and he said in a trembling voice: "Then, is that the god-favored person of the past?"

Fu Shu walked to the depths of the palace.

The seven fingers fell heavily under the simple blade, and no information emerged between the eyes:

[Tribute: Xuanyuan Fenlang Dao (quasi-soldier)]

[Assessment: first product (quasi)]

[Comment: The once ancient magic weapon was refined when Chen Xiu, a strange beast from heaven and earth, was born.The main material is the profound water of the beginning that accompanied Chen Xiu. It can command the water mist, divide the waves and transform the wind, protect the body and eliminate evil spirits!Because of the damage caused by battles and the loss of aura, it can only last for two years when it exerts its small master-level supernatural powers.If you want to use it, you can temper it with blood essence, and it can reach [-]% of its power when it is intact, twice. 】

[Gift: Spirit of the Seven Royals (quasi)]

[Is it refining? 】

"It's a pity that the defensive thing at the level of a god soldier will perish with the passage of time. It is still useful for you today." Luo Xu shook his head slightly, and said in a heavy voice: "Refining!"

In the depths of my pupils, the phantom of the Demon God is fleeting.

Among the mighty rivers and seas, there is no water smoke boiling, and Chen Xiu came to the world to control the infinite water vapor.

Using the inner alchemy as a guide, the Taichu Xuanshui, which was born innately, was fused with the cold river and sea water, and refined into an ancient knife.

And before that, he was ordered by the heavens to participate in the unrivaled battle of gods four thousand years later, and died at the hands of the Taoist in Qingshan!
Just, just a palm! !

"That Taoist should be the one who left this smudge between the heavens and the caves of the Qiankun Mountain. But, who am I? In this ancient era, it is a Taoist descendant who can stand side by side with the Unrivaled Demon Lord and the Human Emperor. Not much." There was no thought in Luo Xu's eyes.

The light and shadow dissipated, and the picture scroll bloomed deep in the pupil.

A demon god with eight heads and eight arms stands in the small ground, and a demon star detours down.

The handsome young man stood in the pool of blood, his eyes trembling, as if he had collapsed crazily.

The endless white qi lingered in me, like a vicious god in the world, completely falling into the ghostly way!

"Supreme Alliance - Ren Qianxing
Inheritance: Demon Sword (Guang Chengzi)"

The pitch-white Mori Sword fell into Luo Xu's palm, feeling cold and hot.

Fu Shu's eyes were a bit weird, they were actually precious swords.

In my memory, the mouth of Guangchengzi was cast by a ten-thousand-year ice spring, poured with the blood of the demon sword survivors, and contained the stone of the four dragons, and was finally born.

There is no magic in the sword, which is divided into heart sword and magic sword.

The magic sword injects death, and the heart sword injects life. Only those without little perseverance and little supernatural powers can master it.

At most, it is a quasi-sacred weapon inferior to the full moon scimitar!

"Before we go back to Xiao Sui, let's give Ji Youqing the classics of Guang Chengzi and "Wan Jian Gui Zong" together. By the way, after such a long time, I should return from the gods slowly? The few you need Information, I should be here too." Luo Xu's eyes were devoid of thought.

At this time, in the depths of my eyes, there is no light shining.

Between the pure white light, holy lotus flowers bloomed heavily, and simple Buddhist beads fell under the lotus flowers.

A flower petal that looks like a star flutters and hazes, like a dream.

At this moment, Wuba petals have completely dissolved!

【Supernatural power: Zhengjue · Alaya Consciousness】

[Old Master: Evil Dharma - Sakyamuni (not entered the Tao, not entered into extinction)]

[Comment: The fourth sense, Alaya consciousness.The source of cause and effect, the cause of all fruits; exploring the eight paths of reincarnation, the vision of the future]

[Awakening condition: Tribute (3/7)]

"Seven pieces of tribute are still missing. The first two days of this journey of Eight Paths of Reincarnation have been fruitful, so it's a waste of time." Luo Xu murmured, and hurriedly grasped the round moon scimitar.

I turned around hastily, and what caught my eyes was a pair of Yeci eyes that seemed to be like the sun and the moon.

A white snake filled with death, with red eyes and evil spirits, was looking down at me.

"What are you talking about, such a crazy cannibal! It turns out that he is half-life and half-death, and he needs to rely on the blood of the living to ensure his survival." Luo Xu chuckled, facing the roaring white snake, he hurriedly raised his knife! !
boom! !

Fu Shu, who was almost too frightened to speak French, found out in astonishment.

This mountain-like small white snake was completely suppressed by Tianzun with a knife, almost moving! !

"Although he may have been at the level of a Dharma body, comparable to a god and demon! But now, he has decayed, almost perished, and all his magical powers have been lost! Why, still struggling?"

Luo Xu grinned, swung the long knife in his hand, and stepped on the small ground with his foot, the ancient palace collapsed completely.

A huge force like mountains and seas gathers under my blade, and I ruthlessly pick it out!

Xuanwu was so frightened that he could barely breathe.

The mountain-like giant white snake flew round and round for the sharp scimitar, blasted into the sky, and fell tens of meters away.

What kind of power is that?
"This is?"

Fu Shu raised his head slightly.

I noticed that under the head of Pang Xiaobai snake, there seemed to be no fingerprints.

It seems to be special for a palm drop.

"Guang, Guangcheng." The white snake let out a stern roar.

Luo Xu's eyes narrowed slightly!
Fu Shugang?
This Master of the Emperor?

Was my injury left by Lingshuangjian?

In other words, such a green-clothed Taoist is Ling Shuangjian!

Fu Shu's gaze fell under the scar on his arm.

That's it!

It is not accidental, there is no reason for everything!
No wonder, that scar would choose himself!

Because, I am the Fu Shugang of that generation! !
(End of this chapter)