Tian Yuan

Hope is right in front of us, but unexpectedly, something strange happens again.

At this moment, Chen Qingyuan looked up at the transparent giant palm that was pressing down on him, and a hatred arose in his heart that wanted to destroy the entire world.

I have tried my best, dragging my dying body, to finally get to this point, but why is there still a disaster waiting ahead?

In a trance, Chen Qingyuan seemed to have returned to three hundred thousand years ago, and had suffered countless hardships to reach the end of the God Bridge. Unfortunately, the opportunity was not obvious, and he was born at the wrong time, so he could only stop.

In order to protect An Xiruo from being harmed by the rules of the restricted area, Chen Qingyuan was willing to destroy his own foundation just for a glimmer of hope.

However, a similar situation happened again.

He was just one step away from success, but a despairing force descended from the sky, completely blocking Chen Qingyuan's way forward and not allowing him to continue growing.

This eternal killing game clearly aims to keep Chen Qingyuan in the restricted area forever.

"what!"

Chen Qingyuan howled to the sky, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was sad and angry, and he was unwilling to give in.

He held the gun in his right hand and the black stone in his left hand.

He was extremely eager to recover his spiritual strength so as to withstand this terrifying power.

The luster of the black stone was very faint. In order to repel the emperors, all the black power stored in it had been consumed, and it had no energy to protect itself a second time.

Seeing that the giant palm was about to fall, the silver spear broke away from Chen Qingyuan's control on its own, and despite the fear arising from instinct, it soared into the sky and pierced the giant palm, just to protect its master.

The move of the silver spear is like an ant trying to shake a tree; it will not have any effect.

However, knowing this, Yin Qiang still did it.

"bang"

With a loud bang, the silver spear was repelled by the residual power before it could touch the giant palm containing the ancient laws. It then broke into two pieces, losing its Taoist charm, and fell into a corner of the Jinxue restricted area, creating a shocking giant pit.

The silver gun that had just been repaired was damaged again.

Moreover, the degree of damage was far greater than before. It was split into two, and most of its Dao rhyme was dissipated. It fell into a deep sleep, and it was unknown whether it would have a chance to wake up.

Chen Qingyuan looked at this scene, his heart ached and he was helpless.

For those with extraordinary talents, the growth process will definitely be many times more difficult than that of ordinary people.

Chen Qingyuan never complained about the past, he only regretted his own lack of strength.

Now, the situation of the ancient war is about to be repeated, and his eyes are filled with resentment and anger.

The unknown existence lurking in the darkness might be playing with Chen Qingyuan, treating him as a more active chess piece on the chessboard; or it might be afraid of Chen Qingyuan's talent and don't want him to grow up, so it kills him in the cradle once again.

"boom"

The overwhelming power of the palm shattered the diagram of reincarnation under Chen Qingyuan's feet, turning it into countless pieces that floated in all directions of the chaotic battlefield, like starlight, spreading across the sky and leaving behind billions of spots of light.

Due to the collapse of the Samsara diagram, the six emperor corpses stopped moving and remained frozen in place.

No matter how unwilling you are, you have to accept the reality.

If you want to blame someone, blame your own incompetence.

If one could look down upon the ages and break through all laws with one force, he would be able to overcome all obstacles. How could this situation come to be?

"My life journey is coming to an end."

Facing death, there was no trace of fear on Chen Qingyuan's face. Subconsciously, at the last moment, he looked at An Xiruo who was imprisoned in the deep of the restricted area, and wanted to raise his hand and reach out to her.

Unfortunately, there is not enough time.

The power of this palm is like a huge mountain falling down, enough to overturn the universe and destroy everything.

Just as Chen Qingyuan was about to fall, the originally dull black stone suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and at an extremely fast speed formed a light curtain like ripples on water, which attached to Chen Qingyuan's body surface.

"Boom——"

The next moment, a giant palm fell and covered Chen Qingyuan.

The sound was deafening and earth-shaking, with a huge momentum.

Where the palm was pressing, the space collapsed, presenting a strange scene of the beginning of chaos, breaking through the barriers of time and space, causing all kinds of strange pictures to flash continuously.

The residual power destroyed the order of the galaxy and transformed it into thousands of independent small worlds. Although they were in the same universe, they did not border each other, which was extremely strange.

The terrifying force spread to the border of the galaxy, shocking all spectators.

The chaotic scene caused by the war was completely wiped out by the power of the palm.

Only then could everyone see the situation inside, and their vision gradually became clearer.

Everyone's eyes widened, looking extremely anxious.

In the outer area of ​​the Jinxue restricted area, a huge palm print is particularly conspicuous.

The supreme law overflowed from the palm print and spread in all directions.

A very small number of people were very powerful and could see through the chaotic space at a glance. They saw the figure in the middle of the palm print, and their hearts were tense and their eyes were about to pop out.

As they were far away, they could only see a blurry picture and were not sure whether Chen Qingyuan was alive or dead.

"Is Your Majesty still alive?"

Countless people are concerned about this issue.

"To be able to fight with so many emperors for such a long time is simply beyond common sense. The Eight Steps of the Divine Bridge and the conquest of all the emperors are shocking feats that have never been seen in the long river of history."

Many monks began to record this battle, hoping that they could sell it for a good price later.

"So it was his handwriting."

Somewhere on the border of the Fuliuxing Domain, Kong, who was dressed in black brocade clothes, finally understood the cause and effect. He frowned and talked to himself, with a deep fear emerging in the depths of his eyes.

"Who are you talking about?"

Sword God Li Jinzhou was standing nearby, heard it all clearly, and asked.

"He belongs to the same era as you, but he didn't dare to fight head-on. He used secret methods to seize the throne."

The residual power of the giant palm rippled out from the core area of ​​the battlefield. Situ Lin caught this breath, used his unique Taoist method to deduce, and found a trace. Combining his own experience of peeking into the forbidden history, he guessed who had planned it.

"he!"

Li Jinzhou was a peerless hero from the late ancient times, who was born in the same era as the White-haired Girl, Kong, and the Other Shore.

After hearing what Situ Lin said, Li Jinzhou immediately knew who it was.

Because of this man, the once famous Sword God became a pawn in the hands of others in his later years.

"Being able to reach into the forbidden area of ​​​​the sacral bone is becoming more and more unfathomable."

If it weren’t for Situ Lin’s answer, Li Jinzhou really wouldn’t have noticed. His whole body was tense and his tone was heavy.

Everyone was silent, looking at the battlefield from afar.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, how can Chen Qingyuan survive?

At this point, everyone would be nervous and could not see any chance of breaking the impasse.

The starry sky was oppressive, as if covered by a huge black curtain, which oppressed people's souls and made it difficult to breathe.

"cough......"

In the Jinxue restricted area, Chen Qingyuan stepped on the void and coughed several times. With each cough, pale golden blood would flow out from the corners of his mouth. He stared at the mysterious stone floating in front of him, and a trace of warmth and gratitude arose in his heart.

The pain surged, sweeping through my entire body and even my soul.