The beginning of the story: Tracing back to the empress, my qualifications to be the emperor

Chapter 148: Ancient History of the Human Race; How many imperial weapons can you, Zishan, have? Using the furnace as a knife
"boom!"

Like a heavenly sword chopping rotten wood, Mu Wushuang waved the Pangu Banner, and the Way of Heaven swirled around, evolving into a peerless axe light, with an ancient god and demon lingering above it, suppressing the semi-saint ancient clan member and trying to split the sky.

"Ahh! Damn human ant, I will tear your heart apart and eat all your flesh and blood!"

The half-saint of the ancient clan who was suppressed underground was ferocious and terrifying. He looked at Mu Wushuang with a ferocious face, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Mu Wushuang's eyes were cold and he said disdainfully:
"Don't be grateful to me. Don't worry, I will send more ancient people to reunite with you in the future. You won't be alone!"

"Buzz!"

Afterwards, Mu Wushuang changed his hand gestures, and the Tai Chi diagram transformed into a real dragon and a fairy phoenix, roaring towards the half-saint ancient clan member with fangs and claws.

The real dragon and the fairy phoenix roared and directly tore the legs of the semi-saint ancient clan into pieces, making it roar in anger.

"Ah!"

The Half-Saint Ancient Clan roared, he went mad, roared angrily, the energy and blood in his body rushed out of control, and he directly broke free from the suppression of the Tai Chi diagram on his body.

The ancient clan that was chosen to be sealed to future generations was naturally not mediocre. When a semi-saint went truly mad, it would be difficult to find someone in the world who could suppress him, like a demon howling and going crazy.

"Shh!"

In the void, a Chaos Bell appeared, hanging above Mu Wushuang's head. A Chaos Green Lotus rose up and emerged, supporting the thirty-three heavens. In the vast chaos, three thousand emperors and kings from ancient times appeared, guarding an almighty God Emperor.

In an instant, heaven and earth cheered for him, and all things were under his feet.

"Ah, how could that be."

Looking at the young man in blue who seemed to be the incarnation of the Supreme God, the half-saint ancient clan member showed a look of shock and cried out in horror.

The figure in green was extremely powerful, with the Chaos Bell hanging on his head and his body united with that of the Supreme God Emperor. He almost turned into a stream of light, as if he had crossed the long river of time. In an instant, he arrived above the ancient semi-saint who was holding a spear, covered in blood, and had a drastically changed face.

"boom!"

Carrying supreme divine power, at this moment, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were making way for him.

Then, the figure in green stepped down and landed heavily on the proud head of the Half-Saint Ancient Clan, trying to trample him hard under his feet and into the ground, with unimaginable strength.

Silence everywhere!

Too many people were shocked by this horrifying scene.

The high and mighty powerful Semi-Saint of the Ancient Clan was actually stepped on by someone with his head stepped on.

"Gulu! This evildoer is too powerful and too scary!"

"The young God Emperor is too outrageous. A half-saint-level ancient clan member actually had his head stepped on by him like this."

"He is only at the fourth level of the Way of Slashing, yet he has such fighting power, and can kill a half-saint with just one move."

People stared at the scene blankly, as if they were dreaming.

"Ahh! I'm going to kill you!"

The head of the semi-saint ancient clan member seemed almost flattened, looking hideous and terrifying. He roared, raised his spear and stabbed hard at the hateful foot that stepped on his head.

Mu Wushuang looked down at the half-saint under his feet with a cold gaze, and his right foot instantly burst into a brilliant and blazing light.

Endless divine power and magic power rushed into the sky, and chaos runes gathered and transformed into an almighty God Emperor, suppressing the angry Semi-Saint Ancient Clan.

"boom!"

The divine light was bright, the void shattered in an instant, and the terrible roar mixed with the sound of the earth cracking was endless.

"Ah!"

The semi-saint ancient screamed, and his right hand holding the spear was broken.

Mu Wushuang's eyes flashed like lightning, and he stepped down again suddenly.

"boom!"

An extremely domineering blow came down, and the half-saint ancient clan member felt that the weight of the world was pressing on him at this moment.

The next moment, the huge body exploded directly in the void, flesh and broken bones splattered everywhere, and large areas of mountains were burned down by the splashing blood of the semi-saint.

This is the powerful man who has embarked on the path to becoming an extraordinary saint. There is a vast amount of essence in his body. Any drop of his flesh and blood can kill a powerful man. It is extremely terrifying.

If it weren't for the protection of the Divine City's great formation, which held up a curtain of light and isolated everything, no one knows how many cultivators would have been burned to ashes by this horrible semi-saint blood.

"A half-saint was so easily defeated?"

"Gulu! Is this really a 19-year-old young king? It looks more like a saint to me."

All the cultivators were stunned by such a frightening scene. At this moment, the head of the semi-saint ancient clan member was crushed by the young God Emperor Mu Wushuang. It was shocking and terrifying to them, and it was unimaginable.

A shocking war ended without any incident.

The young God Emperor stepped on the Saint outside the God City.

This scene will be remembered in ancient history and recorded in the history of mankind, and that blue dress will also be immortal.

The only one in ancient and modern times, unparalleled in the world.

The Supreme God Emperor Mu Wushuang!
In Yan Di, a loud shout echoed in the sky. In the distant sky of Zishan, a huge hand surrounded by the brilliance of Hunyuan stretched out, stretching for a thousand feet, and pressed down towards Mu Wushuang.

“Young man from the human race, you are too presumptuous. We represent the will of God, how can we disobey you!” With a cold snort, a figure from the ancient race with a pair of phoenix wings rushed forward.

“Holy power! This is Holy Power!!!”

"Too amazing! An ancient sage and supreme being actually walked out of the Purple Mountain?"

Elders from powerful forces exclaimed, feeling an aura that was identical to the sect's handed-down holy weapons, and even far superior!
Because this is a living being, a living saint.

Bang!
Violent explosions erupted, and the holy power was like an abyss and a prison, tearing apart the surrounding sky.

"You are lowly, but you think others are gods. Don't take my people with you!"

Mu Wushuang shouted coldly, and the Immortal-Slaying Gourd was sacrificed. Infinite light swept in all directions, and a peerless flying knife turned immortally, hanging high above.

"Please baby, turn around!"

The great magical power of Feixian rises again, and he kills the saint with one sword!

Violent collision, life and death in an instant!
Bones were broken, blood was splattered, the void was almost blown up, and it was tattered and twisted beyond recognition.

boom!
A long string of blood rain broke out, instantly annihilating a piece of void, turning it into a place of transformation and destroying all life.

"A drop of blood from a saint can kill a powerful being. It's really terrifying. If so much blood were collected, we could walk around the gate of the holy land!"

Someone shouted, intoxicated by this vast holy power, and even had the idea of ​​collecting holy blood to use as a powerful weapon.

Mu Wushuang took a deep breath and looked at the black tide surging in the distance. He held the Immortal-Slaying Gourd in his hand and had the Green Lotus Emperor Soldier hanging over his head. The colorful fairy phoenix transformed from the Fire God Furnace circled around him. With every step forward, tens of thousands of holy lights burst out, dazzling the eyes.

The next moment, terrifying power rushed in all directions. The ancient creatures howling in the purple mountain in the distance could not help but retreat, feeling an incomparable and extreme power that transcended everything.

This is a terrifying idea of ​​being the only one in the world, as if one wants to dominate the world and hold everything in the palm of one's hand.

Stab it!

An extremely cold breath filled the air, and a five-colored fairy phoenix soared into the sky. In an instant, tens of thousands of red fairy fires rushed out, and even the mountains within tens of thousands of miles around the holy city were shattered.

Mu Wushuang possessed three imperial weapons, which were shining brightly. Horrifying huge cracks appeared, and even the sky was shattered.

The place where the group of ancient creatures appeared was chopped into nothingness, leaving nothing.

"Hiss! At least two quasi-imperial weapons and the Azure Lotus Imperial Weapon!"

"Rumor has it that the furnace in the hands of the young God Emperor is called the Lihuo Divine Furnace. It is the weapon that the Jiang family's ancestor, Emperor Hengyu, used before he attained enlightenment. It is not inferior to a peak quasi-emperor weapon!"

"I just don't know where that dark gourd came from?"

To date, the two quasi-imperial weapons on Mu Wushuang's body, the Immortal-Slaying Gourd and the Lihuo Divine Furnace, have gradually been exposed to the eyes of the world. Among them, the origin of the Lihuo Divine Furnace has even been spread throughout the Eastern Wilderness by interested people.

However, the Jiang family seemed to have been unaware of this matter and never responded positively.

Only the origin of the dark gourd containing unparalleled killing power has always been a mystery.

At this moment, Mu Wushuang was standing above the sky, holding three imperial weapons. His astonishing power made the entire divine city shake. People's hearts were trembling, and the horrifying wave erupted in the sky above their heads, making it difficult for them to control themselves.

"That's enough, stop it!"

Not far away, the ancient ancestor king with scarlet scales all over his body roared angrily and punched out, causing the sky to tremble and shake continuously, as if a red river was flowing through and covering the sky.

"How dare you! When is it your turn as the ancient clan to dictate what our people do?"

Bang!
Another flash of sword light appeared in the sky, and the Immortal-Slaying Flying Sword was invincible. With one blow, it cut off the head of the ancient ancestor king with a pair of phoenix wings, causing his blood to splatter all over the sky.

He snorted coldly and looked back. The Green Lotus Emperor's weapon swayed gently, and just revived a trace of the ultimate law, it directly exploded the red river flowing in the sky, and the remaining force knocked the Red Phosphorus King flying into the air.

The holy blood splattered everywhere, annihilating the surrounding void.

"How many supreme imperial weapons do you, the ancient Purple Mountain clan, have? How dare you call our human race ants?"

"And, come down with me—

"Are we humans the kind of people that you trash are qualified to look down upon?"

Mu Wushuang's eyes were cold, sweeping like a sword towards the ancient tribes hidden in the purple mountains in the distance, causing their hearts to tremble. The suppression of the supreme divine power caused an inexplicable pressure to emerge from the depths of their blood.

The people were shocked and on the verge of collapse. Even the elders could hardly bear this pressure.

"Let's start with the so-called God Clan of Zishan."

The ancient times have long gone, this is the ancient times of human beings.

It can be said that these so-called royal families who have been forgotten since the ancient times really lack the awareness of the profound culture of dozens of great emperors of the human race.

Mu Wushuang held the Lihuo Divine Furnace with both hands, and used the furnace to transform into a "knife" -

He looked down at the strange creatures buried in the dust in the Purple Mountain like a god, his hair flying, his purple clothes fluttering, he stood in the air, and said coldly:
"The ancient times that belonged to you are over. Now I am here to redefine for you what it means to be the emperor of the human race!"

At this moment, Mu Wushuang's entire aura changed drastically, like a divine sun shining in the sky, illuminating the sky.

Although his cultivation level has not improved much, he has an air of being the only one in the world who is superior to others, which is awe-inspiring and cannot be underestimated.

The Lihuo Divine Furnace in his palm shone with rays of light, so bright and dazzling that it was difficult to look directly at it. When he held it in his hand, a terrifying pressure erupted almost instantly, sweeping across the entire world.

"Celebrate, and tremble for the power of the Great Emperor of the Human Race."

(End of this chapter)