Chapter 2021: Xianwu battlefield (2)

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An ancient giant tree emerged between the sky and the sea with emptiness and strength. Its crown was lush, green, and as big as a mountain. The bark is as hard as iron, with a faint cold light, as if it can resist the blow of the sword. Every leaf is the size of a fan, blooming with gorgeous light, soft and clear, like a wave of water.
It's just that this tree is hanging upside down in the air, so it suddenly and mysteriously protruded out of the void, without seeing the rhizomes and the ground where it was rooted.
Although it looks strange at first glance, you can look at the surrounding tens of miles of seas. Various boulders, sword peaks, cliffs, mountains, etc. all appear out of thin air, settled in mid-air, and the streams are flowing intermittently. If you watch too much, you will see no wonder.
Wu Qing and all of them gathered here to witness Qin Ming opening the battlefield of Xianwu, and also worried about his safety. After all, here is not left by the God of War, but the cage used by Xianwu Huangwu to trap and kill the God of War. It can also be said to be a huge furnace, where there is energy, what danger, who They are not clear.
Qin Ming's advance may have a chance, or he may encounter a crisis.
They all prayed silently for Qin Ming, and they were looking forward to it. If they could go in smoothly and come out again, it would be a great opportunity for Qin Ming. After all, a lot of things left there are of Huangwu level or Xianwu level.
"What are you doing one by one? The expression is so heavy, funeral!"
"Would you like to get some paper money and spread out around Qin Ming?"
Xiaozu came out of the mist, and the soft and owing voice made everyone speechless, but after seeing Xiaozu's appearance clearly, everyone's expression was wonderful.
The ancestor did not know when it was retracted into the turtle shell again, like a slap-sized king eight, standing upright, standing proudly on the head of Hei Feng.
Hei Feng is usually reluctant to touch his noble head, but now he is willing to bear the ancestor and flew over with enthusiasm.
"Don't you ... throw the tortoise shell to me?" Qin Ming looked at Xiaozu in amazement, and even retracted when he came out? Looks like Wang Ba?
"It's fake to throw you!"
Qin Ming was depressed for a while: "I haven't seen him for ten years, but I pit me when you meet. Are you interesting?"
"That was the basalt shell. It was left behind by the last basalt in the chaos time. The eighteenth generation king is the ancestor of this town. I can throw such a good thing to you?" Xiaozu first felt the king eight The shell was very comfortable, and jumped forward, jumping directly to Qin Ming's shoulder. "Don't bullshit, hurry."
"What are you doing?"
"Enter the battlefield of Xianwu."
"Do you want to follow along?"
"Of course, what else would I wear this Wang Ba shell?" Xiaozu poked his head, stretched his claws, moved his body, and left it unattended for a long time, a little uncomfortable. It does not adapt to turtle shells, and others are even more uncomfortable. It has just become accustomed to the black dragon's domineering look, and has become so cute and petite in a blink of an eye.
"Will you be able to go in with this king of eight shells?"
"It's basalt shell!"
"You just said Wang Bahu."
"I can say! Others can't! The ancestors are the same as Wang Ba! Hurry up ... don't grind!" Since the crack is the passage left by the God of War, others must not be able to enter, but if he and Qin Ming are in the 'combination' Oneness', did you go in soon?
Jiang Zhenyu looked at each other with strange expressions.
"Mynah! The basalt shell is still spacious, can you plug another one?" Yang Dingfeng came over with Feng Tianxie's dragon pillar.
"Mynah?" Xiaozu narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Dingfeng.
"What mynah, no big or little, called Long Ye!" Heifeng quickly reminded him.
"Yang Dingfeng, I remember you! In the memory you will be a semi-imperial figure!" Xiaozu's expression suddenly became very intriguing.
"Half-Emperor ?? Later! No breakthrough?" Yang Dingfeng thought he would definitely enter Huangwu Realm in the future.
Xiaozu showed a subtle smile and stared at him for a while, dragging his voice in a long voice: "Old ... miserable ..." ...
"Dead?" Yang Dingfeng's pupils dilated slightly.
"is not it."
"Who killed?"
"I!"
Yang Dingfeng's expression froze, and everyone looked at Xiaozu together.
"Just kidding?" Qin Ming looked at Xiaozu.
"This grandson was crazy, and he wanted to steal my skin-learning dragon armor, um ... courage."
"Then what?" Yang Dingfeng wondered how he died.
Xiaozu refers to his white jade-like belly.
"Have you eaten?"
"To be exact, chewed ... swallowed ... digested ..."
Yang Dingfeng's expression was stiff and stiff, and everyone looked at each other.
"It's done, I won't mention the past." Qin Ming quickly interrupted. This compounded Yang Dingfeng's style, and compounded the ancestor's character.
"What is the past is supposed to be the future." Yang Dingfeng didn't look so good, he turned out to be so miserable.
"Hey ..." Xiaozu smiled badly and licked his mouth to Yang Dingfeng deliberately.
Yang Dingfeng stared at it for a while: "No wonder I saw you at first glance, and there was a little impulse to refine you."
Qin Ming invited eighteen generations of kings from the eternal kingdom.
The statue of the God of War is towering and majestic, towering like a mountain, with a normal face on the left and a skull on the right, representing life and death. The statue is full of strong golden light from the inside out, as if carved from gold, but now the statue has a red bloodline spread all over the body, making it look a little more heroic. , A little more real and strong murderous.
The spirit of the God of War is as if awakening. The left eye is lit with golden light, and the right is flooded with smoldering fire. He looks around and is full of golden light. It is turbulent like a tide, and the entire sky is golden. Everyone was given a golden coat.
"Heavenly God of War! It really is him!" Tianhuang's heart was turbulent. He had seen the portrait of God of Heavenly God from the secret record of Jietianjiao. Just like this, he never expected to see him again. Although it is a statue, it is as real as a resurrection.
There is a blood drop floating in the brow of the God of War, blooming with the surging vitality of life, and more powerful blood, violently tossing, terrifying breath, vaguely like there are all kinds of horrible things coming out of it, and The blooming blood was pouring into the statue of the God of War.
Tianhuang finally understood why Qin Ming was forced to seize the blood of the immortal martial arts at the Linlang event. Others could not use it, but Qin Ming could use it. It is said that this drop of blood condenses the blood of the God of War and the blood of all the immortal and Huangwu who participated in the battle. The preciousness is self-evident, but it is extremely overbearing and difficult to melt. If you don't know the return day, you can't spit blood.
Qin Ming's whole body appeared with golden patterns, like countless ancient runes, each surging with a strong royal power, as if to reflect the heavens.
"Let this ancestor teach the legendary Xianwu battlefield!" Xiaozu levitated in front of Qin Ming, merged into the strong and dazzling golden light, and restarted the matrix formation he had burned out from the basalt shell. Suddenly, the surging golden light poured into the basalt armor like a tide, accompanied by a violent booming sound, deafening, and buzzing the sky and sea. Jin Guang condensed into a golden chain, one end reaching the golden heart, and one end reaching the basalt armor. Inside, densely interlaced chain seals, thousands of them, completely wrapped the black dragon.
Qin Ming fell on the shoulders of the God of War and walked towards the huge ancient tree. He was surrounded by golden light and ran like thunder and lightning. Various royal runes surging between flesh and blood, and roaring between heaven and earth. The blood of the immortal God's blood at the heart of the God of War God's eyebrows has become stronger, almost blending with the golden light of the sky, and a layer of battle coat has been approved on God of God.
A line of sky that has been calm for more than 600 years finally waved, undulated and raged at this moment. This is not a local wave, but a collective turbulence of hundreds of miles. Not long afterwards, the vortex energy around all the cracks was shocked. In an instant, hundreds of miles of violent oceans roared, tens of thousands of violent vortices suddenly formed, rolled up a huge wave, and even formed a vortex rising into the sky, like a hurricane. Sweeping like a bang, hitting a nearby crack.
The emperor had no control, and let the front-line seas fall into a stormy upheaval.