Chapter 33: Break through the shackles!

　　 If Yang Jian’s current era is taken as the starting point, and traced upward along the long river of time, there are so many brilliant and boundless prehistoric times, ups and downs in the endless time.
　　In ancient times, the Lich Wars were chaotic, and the lives were overwhelmed and swept three thousand times. The Lich Wars lasted for several Yuanhui.
　　 One Yuan Hui is the number of one measure, which is 129,600 years!
　　 is just a big battle, fought for hundreds of thousands of years! One can imagine how powerful the witches and demons were at that time!
　　 Hundreds of thousands of years, not only the tribe, but also their own luck!
　　 And the human race, at that time, it was only in the cracks between the two races, struggling to survive, lingering and trying to survive.
　　 Since the birth of the human race, they have worked hard to manage several Yuanhui, and finally grew stronger, and were massacred and almost extinct by the monster race!
　　At that time, the Lich War had begun, and the monsters used the blood and soul of the human race to refine the supreme soldiers to kill the witch sword, and finally provoke the blood feuds of the human race, and they have not died until today.
　　 The era before the Lich War can be called "the ancient times". That is the story before the Yuanhui innumerable. At that time, the protagonists in the world were the dragon, the phoenix, and the unicorn.
Those three tribes are even more vigorous. A battle of millions of years has shattered and pierced the entire endless prehistoric world, forming five continents as the main, three thousand big worlds and countless small worlds as supplements. Pattern.
　　 Before that, there are not many circulated and unknown records. The remaining powers are the six who are now sanctified, so the world does not know what happened before the dragon and phoenix disaster.
　　 But the first tribulation between heaven and earth is a well-known story for all souls.
　　 Rumor has it that three thousand innate gods and demons have fallen. The avenue is hidden, the way of heaven is formed, and the beginning of the famine.
　　The opener of the sky is the great Pangu. Pangu died of exhaustion because of the sky-shaking, earth-shaking, and support of the entire world.
　　 After the death of Pangu, his eyes turned into the sun and the moon, his hair turned into a sky full of stars, his spine turned into a Tianzhu and not Zhoushan, and the primordial spirit turned into three clears. This is the foot of the Taoist three clear saints.
　　 And Pangu's flesh and blood essence turned into a clan named Wu.
　　The witch clan is born with supernatural powers, inherits the Pangu bloodline, can move mountains and fill the sea, chase the stars and the day, and manipulate wind, rain and lightning at will.
Among the witch clan, the twelve ancestor witches have vast magical powers and are the top powers of the era.
After 　　, the Wu clan thrived on the earth, protected by the merits of opening the heavens, and the clan fortune prospered, gradually becoming the first big clan and dominating the entire land.
　　 However, while developing at the same time as the Witch clan, there is a clan that represents the primordial souls, the demons.
Two emperors appeared in the Yaozu, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, and the Chaos Xiantian Lingbao Donghuangzhong suppressed the fortune of the fortune, and set up the ancient heaven on the top of Buzhou Mountain, and gained the fortune of the heaven and the earth. , Is to fight against the Wu Clan's Kaitian merit.
　　 The demon race was also able to come out in large numbers. The demon master Kunpeng was one of the first powers to enter the realm of quasi-sages at that time, and there were even the demon race ten sages against the witch race twelve ancestor witches.
　　 From their development to their heyday, the Monster Race and the Wu Race have always had similar strengths. After the establishment of the Heavenly Court, the Monster Race claims to rule the world and conceal the Wu Race.
The battle of the Lich is actually inevitable. There have been three battles before and after. During this period, there were also "Houyi shooting the sun", "Kwafu chasing the sun", "Houtu empress in the form of six ways" and so on, which made people fascinated. Allusions.
　　 What a pity.
　　 The two tribes have fought for hundreds of thousands of years, causing boundless creatures to become charcoal, and even more abruptly emptying their own luck and merit.
　　 Zhou Tianxing star battle array, twelve capital gods and evil spirit array, has become the best sing of the world!
　　 sigh.
　　 If it hadn't been for Nuwa to become a saint, with the power of a saint, the Yaozu's last trace of luck was preserved, and the Yaozu didn't have any living space in the prehistoric five continents.
　　 And if it weren’t for the ancestor witch Hou Tu incarnate into the six realms, the witch clan might not even be able to stay in the poorest northern province of Luzhou, not to mention that many clan members entered the underworld to take up posts and continue their clan fortune.
　　 Now, the protagonist between heaven and earth is the human race.
　　 The Three Emperors Daxing, the Five Emperors relay, in the land of the five continents, the human race gathered 90% of the luck between heaven and earth.
　　 also affected the Three Thousand Great Worlds, and the Three Thousand Great Worlds, which had been completely unrecognizable because of the Lich War, became once again glorious and full of vitality.
　　 Daomen prospered because of this, but it's a story.
Yang Jian knows this well, so when he was sucked into this place by the stone tablet, he looked at the rectangular pool half a meter long and the colorful crystal liquid in the pool. In addition to his excitement and profound desire, he himself , But couldn't help but feel a little sad.
　　 A moment ago, he just broke into this small ‘stone room’.
　　 A figure wearing a blood-colored battle armor, covered in blood stains, with a vague face, directly grabbed Yang Jian by the shoulder.
　　 "I ask you! When is it?"
"It is……"
　　 "The monster clan can be destroyed? My clan can win?"
　　 That kind of urgency, kind of eagerness, kind of anxiety, kind of loss made Yang Jian's heart tremble.
　　 This figure speaks a very obscure language, but it does not prevent Yang Jian from directly understanding the meaning of this language.
　　 He has already felt that this figure is so weak, like a candle in the wind, if he blows a little bigger in one breath, he will immediately disperse.
　　 This is not a soul, let alone a soul, it is just an obsession.
　　 An unyielding and lingering obsession.
　　 "Senior..." Yang Jian hesitated, and told the man about what he knew, which was also a small part of the great history that Master had told him.
　　 When I heard that the lich was all damaged and exited the world stage, the figure looked up and laughed. Although his face was blurred, two lines of tears turned into a little rain...
　　 Then, this figure turned into a little rain, and gradually disappeared...
　　 did not leave any words, just want to hear what the result of their countless brothers, countless robes, blood, and head-throwing battle.
　　Perhaps, this witch clan senior asked about the story of the first and second war of the lich, but it is too far away.
　　 The great prosperity of the human race also takes time. From the exit of the Lich, to the prosperity of the human race to the point where it is now at its peak, there has been an unknown number of Yuanhui.
　　 is just a trace of obsession, waiting till now.
　　 "Perhaps, I have inherited the favor you left behind. I should lie to you."
　　 "It's a pity, I'm not even a witch, so I can barely be regarded as an individual."
　　 Yang Jian shook his head and sat by the pool, not daring to be too careless, first put a drop of colorful essence on his hand with his finger.
　　In a short time, the body trembled, and the eight or nine profound arts moved to the extreme by itself!
　　 And that drop of colorful essence actually penetrated into his phalanx, the phalanx trembled, and the pain of shattering the fingers hit, but it turned into a fascinating comfort!
"Ok……"
　　 Yang Jian slightly blushed and snorted, his eyes widened, and an expression of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face plate!
felt it!
　　 The shackles that locked the limit of their strength! There was a gap!
　　 Even he no longer needs any treasures now, as long as he encourages his practice, he can use this gap to break the shackles completely!
but! In front of him was a pool of war witch blood!
　　 "Hahahaha! Great luck! Great luck!"
　　 Yang Jian raised his head and laughed, UU reading www.uukānshu.com is so happy, that joy, really can’t be concealed, and there is no need to conceal it!
　　 That evil lady named Qinglian, wait for my brother to go out here!
　　 Uh, it’s not right. Targeting a foe who is not enough to cultivate is too petty.
　　 What I see should be the Supreme Avenue! What I have to take is an extremely difficult road to sanctification in the flesh!
　　 And this physical sanctification is not a casual title given by later generations, it is a realm! Follow the great Pangu! Break the shackles of the world!
　　 took a deep breath, and Yang Jian sank his heart, took off the tattered clothes on his body, said smoothly to the pond, and slowly stepped into it.
　　Witch, is a tyrannical race born from the flesh and blood of Pangu's essence, and is known for its tyrannical fighting body.
　　 The Eighty-Nine Profound Art is the unsurpassed technique left by the Great God Pangu, the only viable way known to the flesh to become holy, although the last one is damaged, the remaining eight are also amazing treasures!
　　 If anything can contain eight or nine profound arts, Pangu essence and blood are naturally the most perfect; and the essence and blood of the Witch race, which inherits the Pangu bloodline, is also a great tonic.
　　 He knew that there was actually a crisis lurking at this time, and that was more than a hundred monks fighting outside.
　　 Definitely, before they rush to this place, they will absorb the blood of these war witches, break the shackles, and even break through the second stage of the Eight or Nine Profound Art in one fell swoop!
　　The road trip, today leap forward!
　　 Yang Jian closed his eyes, and silently realized the profound meaning of mystery, that colorful and crystal pool of blood, gradually falling at a speed visible to the naked eye.
　　 And in Yang Jian's heart, a vague but incomparably stalwart figure slowly condensed, with both hands supporting the sky and feet supporting the ground.
　　 Yang Jian contemplated it with a single mind, and there was a lot of light in his heart, but everywhere in his body, there was the sound of surging waves, as if there were rivers and waves surging into the sky.