Facing Luo Xiu's question, Yuan Tian Shenghuang took a deep breath and gave a negative answer.
"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, no matter what plans and calculations Qinglingshan have, as long as you are an enemy of me, there is only a dead end!"
The black spear in Luo Xiu's hand slowly lifted, and the sharp and cold killing intent on the blade of the spear firmly locked Yuan Tian Shenghuang, making his body difficult to move as if he was bound.
Facing the threat of life and death, Sheng Huang Yuan Tian’s face changed drastically, "Luo Xiu, are you really going to be an enemy of Qingling Mountain? You know, we have a long heritage in Qingling Mountain, and there are countless powerful holy emperors, and several holy ones. Level-one ancestor sits in town, even if you get amazing good fortune in this ancient land of good fortune, you will definitely not be able to compete. The background of our Qingling Mountain is far beyond your imagination..."
At this moment, Yuan Tian Shenghuang still hoped that the other party would be afraid of the Qingling Mountain heritage behind it.
However, Luo Xiu's answer to this.
Only one shot!
"Hey!"
The pitch-black spear tore the void into black marks, pierced the brow of Yuan Tian Shenghuang, and broke his sea of consciousness.
"what!"
Saint Emperor Yuan Tian let out a scream, his eyes were filled with infinite resentment and resentment, "Luo Xiu, you will regret it!"
"I don't know if I regret it, but you have no chance to see it."
Luo Xiu shook his head, the spear in his hand suddenly shook, and with a bang, the Sea of Consciousness of Saint Emperor Yuan Tian shattered and his head exploded.
Only a headless body fell from the air.
There was deathly silence in the whole world.
Ten great sage kings, ten great sacred emperors, an army of tens of thousands of monks, such a powerful force besieged and killed one person.
The final result turned out to be annihilated.
Luo Xiu's figure stood proudly, wearing a blue-gold battle armor, surrounded by white jade light, faintly converging into a white jade tower.
Behind his head, a cyan-gold source wheel hung.
His hands. Holding the broken Yuanchu sharp gun.
Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked at the void in the distance.
Far away, there was a mountain towering into the clouds. On the top of that mountain, I don't know when, a figure of a man in white appeared, without any aura fluctuations on his body.
But there is a kind of transcendent temperament, which seems to be superior to all beings, peerless out of the dust.
The wind blows.
The long hair of the man in white fluttered, and every strand of his hair flickered.
The moment his eyes fell on this person, Luo Xiu felt a very dangerous aura, and his heart was slightly awe-inspiring.
You know, his current strength can reach a level comparable to that of a mid-holy emperor.
The person who can make him feel the aura of danger is at least a strong person of this level.
And for now, with the prohibition of good fortune ancient land, aren't only the people of the early holy emperor descending?
Just when Luo Xiu was pondering.
Suddenly there were other feelings in his heart, and he looked in another direction.
He saw the second figure, and his whole body was shrouded in hazy chaotic light. Even with his vision of combining the four strong pupil arts, he could not see through the chaotic light.
"Another era is coming to an end. I didn't expect it to be just a weaker era, and there will be a genius like you."
At this moment, the voice of the white-clothed man standing on the top of the mountain came. It was obviously far away, but the voice echoed clearly in Luo Xiu's ear. Every word and every syllable could be heard clearly. .
From the other party's words, Luo Xiu guessed that the other party did not seem to be from this era.
"You guessed it, I come from the oldest. In this ancient land called hope, I have fallen asleep for a long time before I wake up."
"This era is coming to an end again. The ancient land opens for the last time, and the greatest good fortune will appear, so I woke up."
The man in white said leisurely.
Seeing him slowly raised his hand, a finger was in the void, and a mysterious rune was condensed, shining like a star into the sky.
The most ancient Tao is embodied in runes.
This mysterious rune contains the Tao of the man in white. The power contained in it is different from the power of endless order, but it is comparable to the higher order of the endless age.
In other words, the cultivation base and realm of this white-clothed man is equivalent to the Holy Emperor realm in the endless era.
A Holy Emperor Realm that slept in this ancient land at the end of the most ancient era?
"Om!"
At the same time, on the other side, the breath of the figure shrouded in the chaotic light emerged, a cyan lotus appeared beside him, a mysterious Taoist rhyme, faintly competing with the rune breath of the white man .
"The end of each era also represents the beginning of a new era. At the end of the ancient times, there is an ancient place left behind, which is called hope. Are you the oldest person entrusted with hope?
Another figure came from the sky, and a voice came, "If I am not wrong, you are the oldest child of hope."
This is a handsome and extraordinary man in a blue shirt who can be called abundance.
He stared at the man in white and gave a startling message.
The child of hope?
Luo Xiu did not speak, but listened quietly.
"You should be the son of endless hope." The green shirt man's gaze turned to the person who was shrouded in chaotic light.
"Each era is not reconciled to the destiny of being ended, and blesses the luck of an era on a young man with infinite potential. Therefore, every child of hope is lucky and not unlucky. He carries an era. The sustenance and hope."
The man in the green shirt shook his head, his voice seemed full of helplessness.
This remark made Luo Xiu understand the hidden meaning, and he was also a little surprised.
Pin the hope of an era on a person. Such a child of hope carries the blessings of the aura of an era. How terrifying should such a person be?
The three people who appeared at this moment, even if Luo Xiu had reached the current state, he couldn't understand their depth.
At this moment, the gaze of the man in the green shirt turned to Luo Xiu again.
"You are an anomaly." The green shirt man said.
"In the oldest days, you were also one of the candidates for the Son of Hope, but the oldest people did not choose you. In this endless era, you were also not selected." The green shirt man shook his head.
"I don't understand what you said." Luo Xiu frowned.
"You will understand in the future." The man in the green shirt said deeply.
"Who are you?" A questioning voice came from the dim chaotic light.
When Luo Xiu heard this voice, his eyes shrank slightly, because the voice was faintly familiar, which reminded him of the Blue Spirit Saint Child who had never appeared.
"He is the son of the early ancient times, the son of hope in the early ancient times."
The man in white answered this question.
