I have a hundred thousand times talent

He twisted his body and bumped his head.

"Such a filthy thing really shouldn't exist in the world!"

Qin Yu's eyes flickered with divine light, and he could see through its essence at a glance. It was born from absorbing the endless resentment from the earth, without any wisdom, except for killing thoughts.

Under the dust of this world, an unknown number of corpses are buried.

Therefore, the power of this type of forbidden technique will increase unprecedentedly in such an environment.

Thanks to the joint actions of the four peak martial kings, the strength of this giant dragon has already ranked among the martial emperors!

In terms of attack power alone, it is comparable to the peak Martial Emperor!

With a thought in his mind, a thunder light that made everyone's bodies stiff was lit up in the deepest part of the star field!

"That's... isn't he the star field of cultivation? Why is there still thunder?"

"How can two laws fit into one field...it's impossible!"

"Crazy crazy... the world is crazy!"

The scene in front of them ruthlessly shredded their cognition. Their eyes were dull and their bodies were like duckweed, as if they would fall to the ground at any time.

The dragon's reaction was even stronger. The power of thunder is the biggest nemesis of its evil, bar none!

The huge figure froze immediately, and the huge head looked around, as if looking for a place where he could escape.

But he is in Qin Yu's star field, where can he escape?

Boom!

The thunder light struck down, and it turned into a three-legged golden crow with high spirits, passing through the giant dragon with an attitude of arrogance and indifference to everything!

ooh...

[Author's digression]: ps: Recommend a book by a good gay friend, which is also the type I like to read.

Title: "Archaeology of China's Thousands of Years of History"

Introduction: The history of China is far less simple than imagined. Maya is just a sub-civilization of the Yin Ruins, and the Eight Kings of Sumer are just a description of China's once powerful. The Xia Capital standing in the East China Sea shocked all the people .

This year, he listed the Huaxia King Table, Suiren's 28,800 years, Fuxi's 36,000 years, Shennong's 43,200 years, and Huangdi's 28800 years

This year, Jiang Chen discovered Zheng He's treasure ship on the South China Sea, a huge treasure ship like an aircraft carrier.

This year, the ancient city of Yinxu in South America made people know that the so-called Mayan civilization was just a sub-civilization of Yinxu civilization.

Chapter 66: Zhantian Shenghuang, what is it?

The giant dragon was in pain and let out a tragic cry of grief. The three-legged Golden Crow stood behind the dragon, and the divine fire that burned everything was left behind like water.

Wherever it passed, black smoke billowed up.

The huge figure twisted and entangled, but it couldn't change the status quo in the slightest.

"Zheng..."

The three-legged Golden Crow screamed crisply, and with a move of its sharp claws, endless fire spread, tearing the giant dragon into pieces.

puff!

The giant dragon dissipated, and the four vomited blood, looked sluggish, and fell powerlessly.

A look of dying!

With a thought, Qin Yu appeared in front of the crowd as if teleported, looking down at them.

"Why do you want to ambush me?"

"..."

Those few people didn't answer, their eyes were dull, their eyes were slackening, and they seemed to have lost all their spirits.

"I didn't expect... I have worked so hard for so many years! But I made a wedding dress for someone else..." One person suddenly laughed at himself, glanced at his companions around him, and then at Qin Yu, and collapsed powerlessly.

Qin Yu frowned, what did you say?

do not understand at all!

But the four of them had dissipated and could no longer answer his question.

Qin Yu looked around, and it was still the same desolation.

There was such a fight for no reason, and he didn't know why in the end, which really made him uncomfortable.

At this moment, the bodies of those four people dissipated like weathering.

Qin Yu looked intently, and found that four streaks of blood-colored mist were entangled with each other, circling, and then plunged into the depths of the earth.

He looked terrified, and looked at the place where the corpse was first found, but saw that there was nothing there, apparently it had disappeared just like that during the fight.

"This is... a large formation for sacrifice?" Qin Yu realized that there should be a large formation that devours human blood under this land.

I don't know what is hidden under the big formation.

He vaguely understood that the man's words before his death should be that he wanted to ambush the passing cultivators and provide blood and vitality as sacrifices to the great formation under his feet.

The monks who can make the four Martial Kings peak have been operating here for many years, and there should be good opportunities after the big formation.

I don't know how many lives are left to activate the formation!

He shook his head and sighed, ready to leave.

He has no time to waste time here, this is a place where no bird shits, and he doesn't know when the next time someone will pass by here.

He had to quickly find Shangguan Xiaoyue, that girl was alone, and he was quite worried.

Rumble!

At this moment, the ground under his feet trembled, and scarlet blood lights shot up into the sky. Seen from above, these blood lights just formed a mysterious symbol.

The corner of Qin Yu's mouth twitched: "It can't be such a coincidence!"

This sacrificial array just opened?

Before he could think about it, there was an irresistible gravitational force dragging his body directly deep into the ground.

……

Qin Yu felt his eyes go dark, as if he had gone through a long journey.

After a long time, a magnificent ancient palace appeared in front of him.

On both sides of the palace, more than a dozen huge ancient bronze statues stood still.

Or hold a knife, or hold a sword...

Qin Yu stepped into the aisle in the middle, and faintly heard bursts of gold and iron horses, swords and guns fighting.

He closed his eyes, as if he was deep in an ancient battlefield, full of murderous aura.

Walking along the passage to the depths, in front of you is a staircase paved with black gold that is [-] meters long.

The height of each step seems to be specially designed for a giant to walk.It is as tall as other houses in the outside world.

Qin Yu touched the ground with his toes, and quickly swept to the top of the stairs.

Then I saw a tall and majestic throne!

There is a dry bone on it, in a sitting posture...

I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed through these dead bones, each bone is still as delicate as beautiful jade, exuding a radiant brilliance, when you look closely, it seems that there is a powerful majesty lingering, making people want to kneel down and surrender.

"This is... the remains of a saint?" Qin Yu frowned.

"I am the Sacred Emperor of Zhantian. I have been in the north for 5000 years. I have killed all my enemies and defeated all my arrogance. The world is lonely, and I am invincible... Unexpectedly, it is difficult for man to defeat the sky, and he will eventually die under the five declines of heaven and man. Woohoo !"

"Fighting in this life has no descendants, and what I have learned in my life has not been passed down..."

"Latecomers should kneel and salute in front of my bones, and they will gain my orthodoxy!"

Suddenly, a chaotic sound like the sound of an ancient bell hovered melodiously in his ears.

"Northern Underworld... is this called the Northern Underworld?" Qin Yu thoughtfully grasping the key information in the words.

"There are also the five decays of heaven and man. I heard my father say...the lifespan of a saint is long, and there is still time to come! If you don't become a great emperor in one day, you will eventually suffer from the five decays of heaven and man, and it is difficult to escape!"

He was pondering over it carefully, and on top of the slough of the saint in the dark, the remaining consciousness of the soul became anxious.

What is this kid doing? Why doesn't he kneel down and kowtow?

"Latecomers should kneel and salute in front of my bones, and they will gain my orthodoxy!"

It reminded again, desperately hoping that Qin Yu would kneel now and get his inheritance.

It has been buried in the depths of this dark underground for countless tens of thousands of years, and finally waited for such a living person to come in, and... his talent and luck were far better than when he was alive.

This is simply a genius among geniuses!

Although his current cultivation base is not advanced enough, he firmly believes that under his own teaching, sooner or later, he will stand at the pinnacle of this world.

Maybe it is not impossible for this remnant soul of my own to come back to life.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. When he saw the boy in front of him, he still lowered his head in thought, and spoke again.

"Latecomers, I should..."

"Shut up!" Qin Yu suddenly yelled loudly, and the remnant soul was taken aback immediately: "I think about something, why are you arguing?"

As soon as these words came out, not only this remnant soul, but also the elders of the holy lands outside Yaoguang Holy Land who were watching were shocked!

I am a good boy!

This kid is too fierce... How dare he directly scold the saint Yishui in front of him?

In Yaoguang Holy Land, in front of the cave mirror, a group of elders stared at the image projected in the cave, their faces dumbfounded.

"Why... does he even dare to scold the saint's widow?" Their hearts were extremely unbalanced.

"If I meet such an opportunity, I wish I could kneel down in three steps, kneel in nine steps and kowtow in nine steps. That is a great opportunity to become a saint!"

Elder Wu Zunjing covered his face and sighed, annoyed in his heart that the young patriarch of the Qin clan didn't know how rare it was, and even wanted to go in and replace Qin Yu himself.

Only those who are in front of the holy way and have been struggling to advance in the Wuzun realm for many years can understand... how difficult the road of cultivation is!

Sometimes, a chance is better than thousands of years of penance!

How can he be like Qin Yu who doesn't respect the inheritance of saints at all?

Even yelling!

"Although this young patriarch of the Qin Clan is talented and talented, he is too conceited! At this moment, he has provoked the remnant spirit of a saint, and he will suffer a lot!" In the crowd, several elders of the Holy Land who had been beaten in the face by Qin Yu before saw this scene, Not angry but happy.

[Author's digression]: Brothers, I beg you to follow up!The author is updated four times a day, and will start competing for the silver ticket list next Monday, five times a day!If you are a big book raiser, you can turn over the chapter every day, or read it within 72 hours, otherwise the author Jun really can't eat.

Chapter 67: The quasi-emperor?no one can teach

They were once shocked by Qin Yu's unparalleled talent, and they were ashamed because their son was suppressed by him.

If this Qin Yu was executed by this saint's residual spirit within the secret realm, that would be a great thing.

"Master Uncle Yaochi, you are very knowledgeable and know the past and the present, but have you heard of the name of the Emperor Zhantian?" On the first place, the Lord Yaoguang turned his head pitifully and looked towards the void beside him.

A figure slowly emerged, but it was an elegant and graceful beautiful woman who looked young.

But if someone looks at her, they will find that her eyes reveal the light of wisdom that penetrates the world, which can only be possessed by people who see through the world and have experienced thousands of times.

Listening to the address of the Lord Yaoguang to this person, is he actually a living fossil of the ancestors of the masters and uncles?

"Sacred Emperor Zhantian...that's a very distant name!" The beautiful woman sighed, her eyes flashed with memories: "It was about 6 years ago... In the northern underworld, there was a kingdom of immortals called Fight against the Holy Kingdom!"

"People in this country, regardless of men, women, or children, are proficient in the mysteries of combat and are born warriors!"

"They are blessed by nature. Even a newborn baby can wield a weapon with great fanfare within a few days!"

"At that time, the Holy Kingdom of Fighting was the school of combat skills in all the heavens and myriad worlds. Even in our Profound Sky Realm, the skills of using various weapons and many methods of refining magical weapons were once widely used. To a certain extent, we have borrowed from the Holy Kingdom of Dou Zhan, and we have today!"

"Especially in the Northern Netherworld, it is even more dominant, and it can be called the king of the world!"

"Old man, I was fortunate to have been to the capital of Dou Zhan at that time, and I happened to witness...the event that attracted the attention of the world—the coming of the Ten Thousand Immortals!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone present changed drastically.

It seems that a magnificent and peerless picture scroll appeared in front of my eyes by coincidence!