Chapter 1 1. Since someone has to succeed, why can’t it be me?
What are other time travelers like?
It's passionate.
Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty.
It's in the second grade.
The name of Xu Que, a member of the Zhatian Gang, is both hilarious and good at the same time.
He is the ruthless and decisive Great Love Immortal.
He is also Li Changshou, who is highly regarded by Taoists.
So, what about my turn?
"Maybe... all that's left is to prepare for a rainy day and be a little ruthless, right?"
……
The city of killing.
The road to hell.
Golden chains all over the body are densely wrapped around every entangled object, including stalactites, attics, corridors and even stone walls, creating countless new roads on the already complicated hell road - as long as you have enough skills. Well, these strong chains are roads for you to walk on, although the purpose of their appearance here is not to become roads...
At the end of all the golden chains, there is a huge humanoid monster with dozens of golden chains passing through the body, locking the bones, and hanging into the air.
The humanoid monster is more than two meters tall.
There are two huge bat wings on the back.
When unfolded, the width can reach more than five meters.
Unfortunately, if there were no accidents, it would be difficult to see the two bat wings spread out again, because like their owners, they had been passed through by dozens of golden chains and imprisoned under the four-sided stone wall.
The blood-red light armor was badly damaged.
A big hole was opened in the heart.
The remaining small half of the heart was unable to beat, and could only twitch a few symbolic times before being forced to give up the fight.
Despite this, the humanoid monster is not completely dead.
Every tremor caused the chains to clank.
Every time it clanked, it gradually shrank.
After a while, he showed his normal appearance.
He has black hair, black eyes, and the domineering arrogance of his youth can be vaguely seen between his eyebrows. There is also a blood-red vertical sword mark in the middle of his forehead. He looks young, but he should be a middle-aged man with good looks.
And opposite him.
The end of this main road.
It was a mess of broken limbs, a young man who had lost his left arm, and a black tower with only half of it remaining, standing on the road to hell.
The black tower stands tall.
The tower was covered with fist marks, claw marks and cracks from being hit by heavy objects.
At the top of the tower, a purple-black crystal ball with a radius of one meter was cracked.
But what really damaged it was the sword mark that cut it in half.
The first half is on the road to hell.
The lower half disappeared into the magma.
About one-third of the black tower has disappeared. The half of the black tower that can be seen today only accounts for about two-thirds of the total height of the black tower.
Observe carefully, the sword mark that bisected the Black Tower is very similar to the scar on the young man's severed limb, except that there is scarlet soul power attached to the wound on the young man's severed limb, even if the young man's every breath can A large amount of flesh strands grew from the fracture at a speed visible to the naked eye, but they could only barely compete with the scarlet soul power that corroded the wounds. These were not found on the Black Tower.
This is not the self-healing ability that humans should have.
Nor is it corrosive enough for humans to withstand.
The culprit who caused all this was the humanoid monster who was hung up by dozens of chains and gradually shrank to a normal size. The dark red giant sword in his hand that looked like a door panel was responsible for executing all of this. Tools of destruction.
"Leave your name..." The middle-aged man who regained consciousness tried to raise his head. His astonishing vitality was no worse than the vigorous vitality of the boy's severed limbs that were regenerating flesh and blood. Even though his heart was broken and his life had come to an end, He still had enough breath to express his last words, but he spent the time to express his last words in praise: "Just think of it as the mercy that the winner gives to the loser; even if there are more than twenty titles with domain Miao Zi laid down his life for you, and that weird black tower gave me a fatal blow. I was fighting with that beast while I was not in good health, and this kind of chain could actually suppress my divine power. However, no matter how many reasons there are, this They are all legendary stories of a soul master crossing five realms to kill a titled Douluo, and they should be recorded in history books; therefore, although I, as a loser, know that I am not qualified to ask or ask you for anything, I I sincerely hope you can leave your name..."
"Ye Qingcang."
"This is my name."
The young man, oh no, he should be called Ye Qingcang now.
Ye Qingcang pressed the wound on the severed limb that was constantly being eroded by the scarlet soul power. Invisible waves emanated from the palm of his hand pressing the wound, but it only had a suppressive effect and there was no sign of a cure. .
The steps are empty.
Rounds of golden halo appeared behind him.
His eyes passed over the remains of the artificial humans.
Finally, he fell on the face of the King of Slaughter who was hung up by the Heaven's Lock, and said regretfully for this powerful senior: "If it weren't for fate and if I didn't need it, we could have met each other without using swords. "The middle-aged man was stunned at first.
Then, laughed.
Large streams of blood spurted out from the hole in his chest.
But he didn't care.
He regained his arrogance and arrogance back then. After laughing enough, he panted slightly: "Ye Qingcang, I remember your name, but you are still too young now. You have to remember that men go everywhere, and they can do anything by themselves. When it comes to being aboveboard, a defeat is a defeat. There is no need for excuses or regrets. This battle was fought beautifully. I am very happy to use my life to witness your rise. Take it, if my guess is right. , you are here just for the Shura Divine Sword. Remember, don’t be deceived by the Rakshasa divine thoughts hidden in the Shura Divine Sword. This is how I was corrupted back then. Unfortunately, I can never see her again. Maybe the broken promise was originally A kind of fulfillment, if she lives a good life, I will feel at ease..."
After speaking, he lowered his head and died.
Dozens of heavenly chains lowered his body.
Obediently retracted into the golden circle of light behind Ye Qingcang.
Ye Qingcang stepped forward slowly.
Open the loose palms of this slaying king.
Picking up the giant sword that was two meters high and about the same size as a door, he spat out his soul power and his consciousness was instantly pulled into a mysterious space.
A floating sea of blood.
A lonely throne was built with a domineering power that suppressed the entire audience.
Sitting on the throne was a man whose appearance could not be seen clearly.
He was wrapped in a layer of blood-red mist.
You can vaguely see something, but if you look closely you can't see clearly.
When the fingers that had been tapping the armrest stopped, Ye Qingcang was already pressed under the endless sea of blood. He was looking up at him under the pressure. This made him very happy, but he would not stop thinking because of the comfort. : "To kill a divine test taker and also want to obtain my inheritance, you are the most courageous among all the humans I have ever seen!"
"Inheritance is meant to be acquired by others."
"I'm stronger than him, I'm better than him."
"Since someone has to succeed, why can't it be me?"
Ye Qingcang was carrying more than 100,000 yuan of pressure.
All the bones in his body were moaning.
After approaching the limit, he suddenly relaxed again.
Immediately afterwards, he was kicked out.
And the Shura Divine Sword exploded inch by inch the moment he returned to reality, peeling away the contaminated shell, leaving behind a long sword like ruby, two meters long, and shaped like a Miao knife, which fell into At the moment of Ye Qingcang's palm, a feeling of blood connection came, and a golden-red vertical sword mark suddenly appeared on Ye Qingcang's forehead. A purer power rushed into the body, and Ye Qingcang The thin soul power in Cang's body was intertwined to form a mixed soul power that was not as good as the previous one but more than the lower one.
at the same time.
In the divine realm.
In the Temple of Angels.
The young man who was no longer enveloped by divine power finally revealed his handsome face. His brows were full of energy, and he looked like a strong man at first glance.
The sound is thousands of miles away.
From the Angel Temple to the Rakshasa Temple.
"I need an explanation!"
The sound echoed slowly in the Rakshasa Temple.
The enchanting lady, who seemed to have gathered all the sins in the world and made people want to bully her when they saw her, was lying on the bed. She secretly curled her lips and looked at the little red bat kneeling at the door of the hall. Her faint voice sent chills down the spine: " Now, did you hear it?”
"Master..."
"Yes..."
"Young one heard it..."
The red three-headed little bat knelt on the ground.
Bury three heads under the wings.
"Do you mind if I lend you flowers to offer to Buddha?"
The enchanting lady stretched out and spoke feebly to the air. After waiting for a long time, there was no answer. She immediately knew that this philandering man was gone. She angrily covered the spring light that was deliberately exposed, like the power of the sky falling. It was instantly poured into the little red bat, frightening the little red bat with three heads. He shouted "Master, spare my life" several times, but it failed to calm the anger of the god. He was separated by the enchanting lady. He grabbed it, put it in his hands and rubbed it, and was thrown out of the Rakshasa Temple and fell to the lower world: "Okay, from today on, your master is not me. Your new master is the stinky man who has been approved by that stinky man." Boy, be a good dog next to him, do you understand?”
The God Realm suddenly returned to silence.
There is only a certain red ball falling towards the netherworld.
Still shouting loudly, I understand, I understand.
(End of chapter)