Martial God Sovereign

The sky was shaking, the galaxy trembled, and Han Yu entered a very unstable time and space, which could collapse at any time, like the end of the world.

The surrounding stars were disillusioned, and there was loud noise in the distance.

This was the battlefield of Emperor Tongtian and Sect Master Wanjian 50,000 years ago. After entering this time and space, the pressure brought by the two powerful breaths that Han Yu endured has weakened a lot. It was because of his current location, hundreds of millions of miles away from the area where the two were fighting. And even if it’s hundreds of millions of miles away, Han Yu can still feel two majestic

With the foreign atmosphere, hearing the loud bang of the sky, the horror of this war is simply unimaginable.

Because they were too far apart, Han Yu couldn't see the two of them in the battle with his eyes.

Han Yu used the power of the void to rush towards the war zone.

"Boom boom boom..."

Countless star fragments turned into meteors and passed by Han Yu. Some speed is urgent, even if Han Yu is hit.

After rushing forward hundreds of billions of kilometers, Han Yu could finally see the battlefield.

The strange lights in the battlefield flickered, like a galaxy exploding, and a terrifying energy storm swept across all directions. Only the sound of the clashing could be heard, but it was impossible to penetrate the energy storm to see the situation inside.

"This is too terrifying. If I was caught by that energy storm, I would definitely turn into fly ash in an instant, and I could die no more." Han Yu was frightened.

Not to mention helping Emperor Tongtian, just watching closely, for the current Han Yu, it is impossible to accomplish.

"It's no wonder that such a terrible battle did not attract spectators. I am afraid the spectators have been scared away long ago!" Han Yu sighed.

The battle between Sect Master Wan Jianzong and Emperor Tongtian was a very famous battle in the history of God Realm, but no one witnessed that shocking battle.

This is a pity for countless people in the Protoss. But now it seems that there should not be no spectators. Perhaps the spectators have been scared away, or even killed by the aftermath of the battle.

Han Yu slowly approached the battlefield. The battlefield was not fixed. He was moving at any time. He suddenly rushed in the direction of Han Yu. The speed reached an unbelievable speed, making Han Yu retreat quickly.

Han Yu's speed is beyond doubt, but the speed of the battlefield movement is incomparable. So that in an instant, a powerful wave of air swept across Han Yu's body, slamming Han Yu and flew out.

Fortunately, the battlefield suddenly stopped and moved in another direction. If he continued to rush towards Han Yu's direction, Han Yu would have been completely broken.

Han Yu flew out far away and smashed countless stars before he stopped. His body was torn apart and blood was exploded.

It was just hit by a storm on the edge of the battlefield!

Han Yu took a deep breath, his mind turned, his injuries quickly healed, and he rushed towards the battlefield again.

He can't help Emperor Tongtian, but he wants to explore the truth about Emperor Tongtian's life and death.

Three years have passed in a blink of an eye. Han Yu has been swept by the aftermath of the battle several times and almost died out several times.

Sect Master Wan Jianzong and Emperor Tongtian fought under Han Yu's nose for three years, and the world was overthrown and the world collapsed. But Han Yu just didn't see the real body of Sect Master Wanjian and the real body of Emperor Tongtian, he could only feel two violent breaths, and distinguished that they were fighting.

Otherwise, it's hard to tell how many people are fighting.

After a few more days, the crazy battle finally appeared, and the terrifying power wave storm finally appeared weak. Han Yu faintly saw a figure wrapped in countless golden sword aura within the energy storm, and a figure wrapped in a space-time vortex.

It's too vague to tell whether it's a man or a woman.

Soon, the two fought together again, and Han Yu couldn't see anything clearly.

"The person who is encased in countless golden sword auras should be the Sect Master of Ten Thousand Swords, and the other should be Emperor Tongtian. From the aura of the two, they should be evenly matched!"

Han Yu can only make judgments based on some simple findings.

Suddenly, there was a high-pitched chirping sound from the far east, even if the sound of battle was shaking the earth and overwhelming everything, Han Yu still heard the clear sound that could penetrate everything.

Han Yu hurriedly cast his eyes.

I saw a white light passing through the eastern night sky, like a white meteor, turned out to be a white crane with hair like snow, slender and dust-free. On the back of the white crane, stood a woman in white with outstanding elegance and grace.

The dust is like a fairy, and noble like a queen.

When he saw the woman's face clearly, Han Yu was completely stunned. After a while, he uttered the word "Mother" in an incredible manner.

The appearance of this woman is exactly the same as Zhao Yubing, and even her temperament is very similar. The only difference is that this woman is so strong that it makes Han Yu look up.

The woman sensed Han Yu's gaze, and when she cast her eyes, a pair of indifferent, majestic and sharp eyes quietly appeared to be a little confused.

"Mother, are you a mother?" Han Yu ran after him.

The woman stopped the crane and looked at Han Yu and said, "Who are you and how did you come here? You still recognize your mother indiscriminately?"

Han Yu's body trembled suddenly. The woman's voice was so similar to that of her mother. Han Yu hurriedly transformed the face of the deity and said, "Mother, I am Han Yu!"

Han Yu looked at the woman hopefully, but the woman’s reaction disappointed Han Yu. The woman was not surprised by seeing his true face. Instead, she showed a hint of doubt and said: "I think you are a human being, how come you came Here, hurry up, you can't come here!"

After speaking, the woman drove the white crane and rushed to the battlefield.

Han Yu looked at the woman's back in a daze.

The more I look at the woman, the more I feel like his mother.

"By the way, this is the time and space of 50,000 years ago, how could it be a mother!" Han Yu slapped his head, remembering his current situation, and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Fifty thousand years ago, she came to help Emperor Tongtian. She is still a human race. She should be the saint of Yaochi, the wife of Emperor Tongtian, my ancestor!" Han Yu secretly said, thinking of the woman's origin.

The vigorous love between the Great Emperor Tongtian and the saint of Yaochi in those days left countless legends in the Nine Sun Continent.

"go!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came out of the battlefield, that voice was majestic and domineering, but also a bit eager and helpless.

"Huh?" Han Yu was taken aback, his voice was too familiar.

In the past at the border of Jiuyang Continent, he had heard Emperor Tongtian speak, but the voice of Emperor Tongtian was not like this. This voice was the voice of his father's Korean War.