Devouring The Heavens

On that piece of scarlet land, the fighting spirit soared to the sky, giving people a great impact on the will, hitting the minds of others.

Peng Fei was taken aback by Xuanyuan's scream, almost peed, he quickly slowed down his forward speed, the fat on his face trembled, and asked: "What Xingtian, what? God of War, what are you talking about, I have read all the ancient books and have never heard of such a character, are you kidding me? I am not frightened."

Yan Ziyun glanced at Xuanyuan, and didn't ask why Xuanyuan knew about Xingtian. When she saw the pattern on that battle axe, she was also excited like never before, and said in a trembling voice: "The god of war, Xingtian, is the god of the Wu clan, the god of war of the Wu clan. , There are many big clans in the Wu Clan, and the Xingtian Clan is one of them, the supreme existence."

"How do you know?" Peng Fei's eyelids trembled, the god of the Wu Clan, what a terrifying existence, thinking about the god who led the Wu Clan to rise up against the evil gods, even those Wu Clan gods would worship, How terrifying, one can imagine, does it really exist?

"After you left, I waited for Xuanyuan to return in the barbarian king's city. Senior Pangu was afraid that I wouldn't think about it, so he told me about their witch clan. He once mentioned to me that their witch clan has a god of war named Xing Tian, ​​with the power of one person, fought against a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers. Those hundred thousand heavenly soldiers came from the legendary "Ancient Heavenly Court", not the "Central Shenzhou" Heavenly Court. Their strength is extraordinary, even an ancient emperor cannot match it Those who can reach the realm of heavenly soldiers, the ancient emperors in our world, can only be mortals in a higher plane." Although Yan Ziyun's heart fluctuated, her tone seemed very flat, but whether it was for Peng Fei, Jiang Yan , or Ji Dian, it was like a thunderbolt, resounding through the sea of ​​consciousness, and there were inexplicable fluctuations in his heart.

"'Ancient Heavenly Court'?" Ji Dian was a little dazed. In some of the ancient Zhas of the "Xiuyuan Gate", there was a record of the world of Tianwaitian, which is a higher plane, but the record is only a few lines. It's not clear, he has always had a great longing for that aspect.

Now listening to Yan Ziyun's talk, Ji Dian couldn't help but stir up some waves in his heart. Who wouldn't want to go to a higher plane and see a wider world? Especially where the meat, where the wine.

"That's right, it's on a higher plane. In our eyes, a person in the realm of the ancient great emperor can only be a mortal in the 'Ancient Heaven'. That's what Pangu told me." Yan Ziyun was also amazed.

Ba Ji is in the "Blood Blood Royal Clan". Back then, his father had talked to the Wu Zun of the Xingtian Clan, and he was able to achieve his later achievements only after being instructed by the Wu Zun of the Xingtian Clan. Domineering blood, going forward indomitably, this kind of spirit of bravery and diligence was passed down from the Xingtian clan, but the supernatural powers he cultivated were comprehended by himself.

It can be seen how much influence the Wu Clan had on the Taikoo Ten Thousand Clans at that time, which made the Taikoo Ten Thousand Clans admire them from the bottom of their hearts.

"That's right. Back then, the Witch Venerable of the Xingtian Clan gave some advice to my father. The Witch Clan is the well-deserved king of all clans. They have a lot to do with the Human Clan and belong to the main Clan of the Human Clan." Ba Ji said heavily.

Jiang Yan sighed, but said nothing.

Xuanyuan looked at the battle ax inlaid on the blood-red soil. It was simple and thick, with a fighting spirit, rushing in all directions, and said in a heavy voice: "Then this battle ax, is it the legendary "Gan Qi Shen Axe"?"

Yan Ziyun shook her head and said: "No, the real 'Gan Qi Shen Axe' is far from being comparable to the supreme Taoist weapon. It can split the entire 'Central China' with a single axe. It should be made by imitating the 'Gan Qi Shen Ax'. It is a supreme witch tool, which is not comparable to ordinary supreme Taoist tools, and should not be inferior to Brother Pengfei's 'Yin Yang mirror'."

Xuanyuan took a deep breath, and heard from here some mythical characters in the world he originally existed in. Could it be that there is something involved in it? Originally, Xuanyuan thought that the witch clan was just a coincidence, but now Xuanyuan had to doubt it. , Is there any connection between the two? It's just that I have low strength now, so I can't verify it.

"Boy, it's extremely rare to take this battle ax as your main soldier." The greedy old man roared in Xuanyuan's heart, as it is also a supreme Tao weapon, he can feel how powerful that battle ax is. terrible.

"Let's go, no matter what, let's go to this piece of land first, it's the best way to lay the groundwork for the road." Xuanyuan restrained his emotions and said in a serious voice.

As everyone moved forward, the closer they got to this piece of blood-stained land, the more violent a wave of Qi became, impacting everyone's will and forcing them to back down. With a move of Xuanyuan's mind, he said in a heavy voice: "Don't back down, The more you fight, the more courageous you will be, and you will go forward without a certain amount of courage. If you don’t have a certain amount of courage, you can’t set foot on that piece of land. Use your will to strengthen your heart, don’t waver, and rush over.”

Everyone calmed down and condensed their minds. From the beginning to the end, only Ji Dian drank the wine calmly.

After a while, everyone stepped into this blood-red land with great difficulty. Their fighting spirit was surging, and their blood was boiling with enthusiasm. Suddenly, in the chaotic and end-of-the-days, the warriors of the Wu clan and the warriors of the gods were wearing battle armor and holding soldiers in their hands. Fighting together, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, the sky was smashed, the sky was turbulent, and the ground was blood red.

Swords, lights and swords, people shouting and horses neighing, torn bodies, broken mountains, long rivers without flow, crumbling land, a mess everywhere, and a terrifying fighting spirit crashing, tearing apart the entire sky, a scene of doomsday, making people horrified .

"Hey, it's a good thing that Daoist Daoist is bold, otherwise, I would have been scared to death here, and I can still see the scene of the war in the last days of chaos, and I have no regrets in dying." Peng Fei's eyes were full of amazement and longing, His body couldn't help trembling. In fact, this was what he had pursued all his life, and it was extremely precious. He used great supernatural powers to describe this scene in detail.

Xuanyuan smiled casually, and said: "Fatty man, this is the real restoration of history, and let the world know about that unknown past."

Peng Fei curled his lips, and after finishing all this, he walked up to the simple battle axe, grabbed it with both hands, and wanted to pull it up: "Ah..."

I saw that simple and simple battle ax, motionless, as thick as a mountain, and the ancient witch script on it glowed a little.

"Bah bah!" Seeing that the tomahawk didn't move at all, Peng Fei immediately felt ashamed, spit on his hands twice, and used all his energy to feed, the fat all over his body was gone due to his excessive force. Trembling, his face turned into a braised pig's head, but unfortunately the tomahawk remained motionless.

"Hey, little fat man, sometimes you have to have your life, but don't force it when you have your life, this battle ax doesn't belong to you." Ji Dian teased the unwilling Peng Fei.

Peng Fei cursed and said: "Damn it, at least I have tried it, if you don't belong, you don't belong."

"Ba Ji Girl, you go and try it? I know that your 'Blood Blood Royal Clan' has some connection with the Xing Tian Clan of the Witch Clan. Maybe you can get it?" Monk Jidian said with a smile.

"Okay." Ba Ji nodded, dressed in imperial armor, with black hair flying, and a blood-red cloak fluttering, she walked up to the battle axe, Peng Fei took the initiative to step aside, and saw Ba Ji holding the handle of the ax with one hand, struggling As soon as it was mentioned, the whole blood field trembled immediately, which shows that Ba Ji's power is really frightening.

After a while, Ba Ji let go, and calmly said: "No way, it doesn't belong to me, it doesn't want to go with me."

"Little Ziyun, try it. You have stayed in the Wu Clan for a while, maybe it will recognize you, but that is the case with the Supreme Dao Artifact. Not ordinary people can make it recognize you, so it depends on everyone. It's a chance." Monk Jidian looked at Yan Ziyun, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said with a smile.

Yan Ziyun smiled slightly, and walked up to the battle axe. The Qianqian jade hand lightly held the handle of the axe, and lifted it lightly.

All of a sudden, a wave of fighting spirit surged into the sky, and the battle ax embedded in the bloody ground was easily lifted up. Yan Ziyun's clothes fluttered, her white hair rose, and a wave of fighting spirit fluctuated from the ground and hit it round and round. In all directions, the headless God of War on the surface of the ax seemed to come alive, dancing the battle ax and shield with boundless combat power.

Everyone was shocked, Yan Ziyun didn't use much strength at all.

Peng Fei swallowed and drooled, wishing that Yan Ziyun would give him the battle axe.

Yan Ziyun walked up to Xuanyuan, handed the battle ax that was one person tall to Xuanyuan, and said with a smile, "Here you are."

"No, since it has recognized you, you are its master." Xuanyuan did not take over.

"You are my man, I am its owner, and you are naturally too. It's the same. What's mine is yours." Yan Ziyun smiled like a flower, with a pleasant appearance, and finally she was able to give Xuanyuan something that he could use. Yan Ziyun was very happy.

Pengfei burst into tears, and knelt down on the spot: "Damn it, Xuanyuan, you have too many women, and you are all fucking Wangfu. You have accumulated hundreds of millions of virtues in your life, so you have this kind of love." Blessing, what the hell, it's not fair, I won't live anymore..."

Xuanyuan rubbed his nose, took the tomahawk, his hand was very heavy, Xuanyuan felt as if his hand was about to break off, he quickly stretched out the other hand, and then he melted the three Qings with one breath, the three Xuanyuan Dao body, eight hands, four rounds of bright moon thirteen times the combat power suddenly exploded, and they all struggled to lift it, and then they were barely able to hold the battle axe, but their feet had already sunk into the ground.

"It's so heavy." Xuanyuan gritted his teeth, feeling like he could hardly hold on anymore.

Seeing this scene, he still knows how powerful Pengfei's eyelids are to jump Xuanyuan wildly, especially Xuanyuan is still running "The Ancient Jue of the Flowing Moon Fighting God", which is no small matter. One of her witchcraft was engraved into Xuanyuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Xuanyuan's heart moved, and with the operation of this witchcraft, the tomahawk, which was originally too heavy, suddenly became much lighter. It was not that the strength of the battle ax itself was reduced, but this witchcraft prevented Xuanyuan from enduring such a huge weight loss. strength.

The method of this witchcraft is called "One Word, Nine Cauldrons", and it is a method of cultivating the mind, symbolizing the witch clan.