Peerless Battle Spirit

The first thousand four hundred and sixty-one chapters of the ancient holy shrine

"not good!"

The three powerful gods, the face suddenly changed, a strong sense of crisis, rising in their hearts.

Then they found something terrifying.

Their figure, like an invisible imprisonment, couldn't be moved at all, and they could only watch the knife under their eyes.

Hey!

The horrible knife light, between the moments, is completely gone.

Qin Nan’s body shape has returned to the original place, and the whole process is not enough. It seems that everything has not happened.

The three powerful gods are sweaty and their faces are white.

They have no doubt that if the knife was really squatting, then the three of them would probably fall directly into the hall.

"How can there be such amazing power!"

At this moment, all the strong men, such as the Warrior, the Warrior, and the Warriors, all look very moving, and almost can't believe their eyes.

This is the three strong men of Valkyrie!

A giant of the Great Emperor in Qinnan District can not only suppress them, but even use only one knife!

What is the true strength of Qinnan?

"Do you still think that the words I said before are funny?"

Qin Nan looked at the ancient Livwu god.

"you"

Gu Liwu’s face suddenly became stiff and he couldn’t speak at all.

"If you are strong, what can you do? You can't enter the battlefield of the gods when you get there, and you can't attract the gods."

Gu Liwu quickly reacted and seized these two points to counterattack.

"enough!"

When he hadn't finished his words, he heard the war and the gods screamed, and strode to Qinnan. The look was solemn: "Qinnan Xiaoyou, I apologize to you for the disrespect of Gu Li, but also hope that Xiao Friends are on your mind."

"No problem."

Qinnan saw this, did not continue to attack, the look slightly eased some.

"Before the war-fighting predecessors and Gu Li, I said a lot, but I feel that those things are not important now. The important thing is that Qin Nan’s friends should go to see the holy shrine. How do you feel?"

Asked by the war **** Wu Shen.

"no problem."

The strong players in the room spoke.

Although the words of the ancient Livwu gods just made them feel very reasonable, they began to favor the one side of the ancient Livwu god, but the knife that Qin Nan had just gave them all to shake the whole heart and shake their hearts.

Such a horrible person may have the opportunity to self-defeate.

"Damn..."

The look of Gu Liwu was slightly gloomy, and the brain flashed a flash of thought.

Although he and Qin Nan have more conflicts, he believes that Qinnan will certainly be recognized by the Holy Grail.

After that, what method should I use to convince the warring people?

"Then there are seniors."

Immediately, Qin Nan and Qiu Jianling, along with all the strong fighters, flew to the deepest part of the war.

"Good spirits."

With the continuous deepening, Rao is Qin Nan, and his eyes are exposed with horror.

The warfare in this depth has already become the essence. The illusion has become a mountain river, and there is another piece of ancient battlefield. There is also a faint volatility in the faint, and it will soon be transformed.

"It's no wonder that the bronze mirror will let me stay in the warrior. If there is such a huge war, I might be able to condense some of the power of the **** of war, and thus merge with the emperor in the body, and a little change..."

Qinnan heart moved.

After the passage of time, after hundreds of interest, the footsteps of the Warriors and the likes all stopped, and the hands made an ancient imprint, and there was a word in the mouth, like a mysterious ritual.

Not far from them, there is an ancient stone palace that is as high as a hundred feet and makes people feel very incomparably like a mountain.

In the depths of the stone palace, there is a horrible atmosphere, looming, like an ancient beast, is closing his eyes and sleeping.

"Qin Nan, how do you feel?"

Qiu Jianling immediately asked for a voice.

If Qinnan can obtain the identity of the so-called holy shrine, it is natural that it is best. Even if it is unable to obtain the support of the entire warrior, and there is a follow-up by the war gods and so on, it will be a big boost.

"This breath..."

Qin Nan brows wrinkled.

The holy shrine in the depths of the stone palace gives him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but the breath between him and the **** of war is completely different.

What is this holy shrine?

Is it related to the original mysterious beast scroll ancient painting?

"Qinnan Xiaoyou, you go out to the stone palace for eighty-three steps. If you are a person who is a sacred identity, the door will open on its own, and the holy shrine will wake up from it."

Warrior Wushen ended the ceremony and said.

"it is good."

Qin Nan nodded, gently took a breath, calmed his mind and walked step by step.

The atmosphere of the scene, instantly solidified, every step in Qinnan, the hearts of everyone seemed to sound a silent bomb.

Their hearts can't help but hang up, inexplicably nervous.

Finally, Qin Nan took the last step and reached a hundred steps.

boom!

Throughout the heavens and the earth, it seems as if a nine-day bomb was blown down. The thick stone door, shimmering blue light, slowly opened, and an ancient storm was blown from it.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw through the open stone gate. In the deepest part of the door, there was a blue-gold bone that was as high as ten feet, and the light was swaying and sitting cross-legged.

嗤拉!

In the hollow eyes of the bones, two flames were suddenly burned, and a terrible atmosphere of horror suddenly came out, and the Great Stone Palace was suddenly shaken.

The shape of a person at a place seems to be small at an instant, as if this bone is the master between the heavens and the earth.

"The Holy Ghost is awakened!"

All the strong fighters, the look has become extremely excited, even the ancient Livwu God, is no exception.

This is a kind of pedigree.

"Qin Nan is really a descendant of the Holy Ghost!"

The war gods and the war gods are all heart-warming and amazed.

"When is this kid, is it related to this holy shrine?"

The Seven-Year Sword Spirit is suspiciously looking at the mysterious and powerful existence of Qinnan and Shenglu. It is obviously not the material of the mainland. Is it true that Qinnan had obtained some inheritance of this holy sacred?

Suddenly, the mysterious sacred occupies the footsteps, and the two golden flames in the eyelids begin to burn fiercely, as if they are extremely excited and extremely excited.

Boom!

At the next moment, someone at the place saw a scene that was extremely shocking.

A huge mountain-like horror sacred sacred, in front of Qinnan, kneeling directly on one knee, making a loud noise, a voice full of sobs and surprises, echoing between the heavens and the earth: "The God of War is under the command of the Lord... The war will be... here... see my master here!"