The magic soldier begins to cross

Chapter 140 The Mystery of Nangong Wentian's Life Experience

Feeling that the passing of this space seems to have slowed down, weakening his strength.

Fallen...Yan Fei!
Nangong Wentian didn't hide any more, and the energy of the ring of depravity surged behind him, and a huge halo quickly rose and enveloped Nuoda's square.

Break the air!
While he unceremoniously unfolded the Flaming Sky Wings on his back, the first cut of the piercing slash had already fallen.

boom…

But Nangong Wentian obviously didn't think that the might of the Demon Dragon Sky Crystal Sword after absorbing the Overlord Sky Crystal Beast was so powerful that it frightened him.

When the knife went down, not only did the entire Holy Sepulchre Mountain shake, but even the ground at the foot of the mountain shook strongly, like an earthquake.

Countless boulders tumbled down from the Holy Sepulchre, becoming precarious.

This person never thought that Nangong Wentian's strength was so strong. Although Breaking the Sky Slash barely resisted it, his huge body shook.

But he was already furious at this time, the whole square shook while roaring, the air was filled with frightening death, those huge palms grabbed Nangong Wentian like springs.

Seeing the huge slap coming towards him with astonishing coercion, although there was a tingling pain in the bones of his hand, Nangong Wentian did not evade and raised the Demon Dragon Sky Crystal Sword in his hand.

With a sneer, "Watch me chop your hand in half."

As the words fell, the edge of the sword in his hand overflowed with the dark light attached to the third knife of the piercing cut that blocked all treatments.

Nangong Wentian yelled angrily, and the Flaming Sky Wings waved behind him, raising his strength to the peak at this moment.

He could clearly hear the creaking sound of the bones in his hand shattering, but this knife had already been slashed out with a world-shattering coercion.

boom…

The blade slid across his entire palm, and with a loud noise, his huge arm was directly chopped off by Nangong Wentian, and blood gushed out like a fountain, even terrifying.

But he discovered that this person's blood was also black.

But at this time, Wentian was already panting and landed tens of meters away from him, the right hand holding the Demon Dragon Sky Crystal Sword was trembling all the time.

Just when he was about to make up for this man, his expression suddenly became a little dull, and he looked at his arm dripping with black blood as if he was full of doubts.

"Wait..." As a result, he suddenly said such a sentence, causing Nangong Wentian, who was rushing over, to brake suddenly in mid-air.

Because compared with the previous tone, this sentence seems to have a little more emotional fluctuations.

"What? Do you want to beg for mercy?" Wentian asked with a sneer, but he was still a little apprehensive. If he continued to fight, his hands might not be able to hold on.

"I won't attack you again." His old voice sounded, with endless vicissitudes, but it had a calming effect.

Nangong Wentian obviously didn't fully trust him, but he still looked at him who seemed to be a different person, his dark eyes were full of vicissitudes, looking at the surrounding corpses, he seemed to be recalling the unbearable past.

"How old is the divine calendar now?" He suddenly asked such a sentence
Divine calendar?I don't know, I only know the Divine Weapon Calendar. "Nangong Wentian replied with a shrug.

"Shen Bing Calendar?" He muttered to himself, seeming to think about it.

Seeing that he seemed a little confused, Wentian really wanted to know what happened to these bones, so he had to briefly describe the current Shenbing Continent to him.

He continued to look at the bones and remembered something, and suddenly laughed wildly, with resentment and nostalgia on his expression.

"Hahaha, Nuwa Fuxi... the God of Creation, in the end, it's not just a pile of bones!"

Nangong Wentian heard Nuwa's name, and couldn't help pricking up his ears, but he couldn't stop laughing, he wanted to ask but couldn't interrupt, guessing about the past in ancient times, it must be an extremely wonderful fairy tale, It's just that the ending should be very miserable, otherwise it wouldn't be the bones all over the mountains and plains.

He laughed and burst into tears, but he was as translucent as a human being. When he fell to the ground, he turned into a gem exuding strange energy fluctuations with a bang.

"Boy, tell me in detail what's happening on the mainland now." He asked after calming down.

Although Nangong Wentian was somewhat reluctant, in order to obtain more information, he still told him the current situation.

"An ant-like existence like Yuanshi Tianma can beat you like this?" He seemed a little surprised.

But Nangong Wentian sneered, muttering in his heart that your own strength is not very strong, even one of your hands was cut off by him, and you are ashamed to talk about others.

"You said you were the son of a descendant of Nuwa?"

He was obviously very surprised and puzzled when he heard this sentence.

"Is there any problem?" Seeing his expression, Nangong Wentian became a little upset, as if it was a big crime.

"It's completely nonsense. The descendants of the Nuwa clan can only give birth to females, how can there be males."

"What?!"

Nangong Wentian was taken aback for a moment, apparently feeling that this person was lying to him. According to his memory, the mother of this body was Yuyan, so he must have the blood of Nuwa's descendants.

Seeing that Wentian didn't believe it, this person smiled and said, "Tsk tsk, since you think you are, do you have the unique purification power of the Nuwa clan?"

"This…"

Mentioning this, Nangong Wentian became speechless, he had thought about this question before, why his sister Wenya had the power of purification, but he didn't.

"Hehe, is it strange?" There was a delicate tone in his words, as if he was watching a good show.

"Do you know the reason?" Nangong Wentian felt helpless, he really couldn't tell the reason.

"The Nuwa race is nothing but a dirty, selfish race, especially that Nuwa, who still calls herself a god of creation. Pooh!"

When he said this, his expression fluctuated obviously, and he looked at the bones with his eyes.

Obviously a little sad, sighed: "The friends and relatives of the past are all a pile of bones now."

"Could it be that Nuwa did all of this?" Nangong Wentian obviously couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. In his consciousness, God Nuwa was the god who created all living things in the world.

She is probably the most respected person in the current Shenbing Continent, and she has been imprinted in the hearts of every generation of human beings, even he himself is not surprised.

As a result, someone suddenly came to him and said, Nuwa is a bad person?
If you say this sentence, I am afraid that you will be drowned by saliva.

"Want to hear a story?" His huge body suddenly sat down, occupying a third of the square.

When Nangong Wentian heard this, his eyes lit up and he nodded hastily. It seems that he is going to talk about the ancient past, and there will be an answer to all of this.

A long time ago, the Shenbing Continent was not called the Shenbing Continent, but the Land of Gods.

At that time, the so-called human beings had not yet appeared on this land.

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(End of this chapter)