Chapter 374 Dongjun Wall, Spirit Realm Martial Master

Wearing a blood-red robe, he stepped on the bridge that the two emperors had transformed into, going against time and heading for the origin.

Passing through time and space, crossing the Black Sea, going against the long river of time.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes and felt the scouring of time.

This time, there was no one to chat with, so he could seriously feel the power of time and space, just like he felt the Gate of All Differences before.

"This Black Sea... is it ownerless?"

"It looks a bit like my Wangchuan River."

"Hey, Black Sea, you look like you have a connection with me!"

Qi Yuan whispered to the Black Sea.

His figure went against time, leaving only a trace of afterimage.

In the countless mountain and sea scrolls, one figure after another seemed to have a feeling and looked up at the sky.

They didn't see anything, but in their eyes, there seemed to be a flash of red.

"Is this him?" The long-lost memory swept over, and the one-eyed man trembled, and the figure of the man who was the best in the world and swept through thousands of troops appeared in his mind.

On the boat, Luzhu's eyes suddenly shrank: "Master?"

The sword in her hand rang, and after the joy and loneliness, there was endless melancholy.

Wang Yuanyu's eyes also showed a complex look: "Master?"

She remembered that the master also said that he would bring her stockings.

In the scrolls of mountains and seas, there are always some strong people in the worlds that Qi Yuan has experienced, and long-lost memories are awakened.

Recalling the man who was once invincible.

At this time, Qi Yuan finally went against the Black Sea and returned to the origin.

Coming down from the bridge, Qi Yuan looked at the Black Sea with an inexplicable expression.

"You have comprehended the Black Sea and comprehended loneliness."

He pretended to be systematic, but pretended to fail.

The Black Sea is more difficult to comprehend than the Gate of Ten Thousand Differences.

That door, you can get something by just looking at it.

"Emperors Shuhu, go back, and come back when I need you."

Qi Yuan looked at Emperor Shuhu in the Black Sea and said softly.

At the same time, he was thinking that the two emperors could work in the underworld and serve as the Naihe Bridge in the future.

"Our Lord's order is our honor!"

The two emperors said in unison.

At this time, Qi Yuan's figure flashed.

When he appeared again, he came to the high tower of the Ancestral Blood Battle.

Unlike before he left, this time when he came back, there was a large group of martial masters standing on the top of the tower.

Looking around, there were nearly ten thousand.

When they saw Qi Yuan appear, these powerful martial masters lowered their noble heads one after another.

Those without heads also bent down.

"Greetings, His Excellency the God of War!"

Nearly ten thousand martial masters had awe in their eyes.

Crossing the Black Sea, covering the sky with one hand, and swallowing the sun in one's mouth are not what martial masters can do, they are martial gods!

Only the God of War can explain it!

The fat egg martial master trembled, or it could be said that this tremor was a tremor of surprise.

His ancestor turned out to be the legendary God of War.

Lord Black Deer and the other titled Lords of War also had a look of hope in their eyes.

This time, the Dawn Sound seems to have hope!

Qi Yuan looked at these Lords of War with a calm expression. He thought of something and said softly.

"At this time, should I twist my mouth more appropriately?"

This scene reminded him of the plot in a TV series.

The useless son-in-law just had a big mouthful, and tens of thousands of men in suits appeared and knelt on the ground.

"Welcome the return of the Dragon King!"

How similar is it?

He said, smiling with a twisted mouth.

The Lords of War on the field looked at each other, all of them were somewhat unable to understand, or confused in their hearts.

Qi Yuan was a little disappointed.

These Lords of War didn't understand his jokes.

Shouldn't someone come and say, "He's going to twist his mouth, tear his mouth apart?"

He waved his hand: "I'm not a God of War yet, I'm a Lord of War, don't yell."

Qi Yuan never liked pretending to be a strong man.

He liked to seek truth from facts and treat people with sincerity.

When the martial masters present heard this, they were confused.

Hey, you shouldn't be so low-key, right?

If you are a martial master?

What are we?

Especially, the scene of Qi Yuan swallowing a star in one mouthful is too horrifying.

Even... if Qi Yuan is willing, doesn't it mean that the Origin Land can also be swallowed into his stomach?

Qi Yuan said, and returned to his throne.

"Everyone go home, the battle for the ancestral blood is still going on." Qi Yuan said, "With so many people gathered here, maybe someone will think that we are fighting in a crowd or being promiscuous, which has a bad influence."

He is very socially anxious.

Seeing so many old men and women, he is quite embarrassed.

Only when facing Bai Yueguang, he will not be like this, and he will be more enthusiastic.

"The battle for the ancestral blood is about to end, and the Wall of Dongjun will also appear. We... will accompany Tianzun to see the Wall of Dongjun." A titled martial master said.

The title of Tianzun is what he learned from the old man in the upper world.

When Dongjun was mentioned, awe and fanaticism appeared in the eyes of these martial masters.

This look was very similar to the one they gave Qi Yuan, but not exactly the same.

"Okay." Qi Yuan said casually, without saying anything more.

Now, he was eager to ask, what exactly is a spiritual realm martial master?

Once he becomes a spiritual realm martial master and a human martial master, he will be ready to break through and enter the realm of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial Gods.

...

Time passed by, and the world seemed to have turned on an accelerator, and the speed of the ancestral blood battle increased a lot.

In the high tower.

Mu Yan's body was covered in blood. Looking at the terrifying monster in front of him, he shouted loudly, and the blood martial power poured forward desperately.

"Kill!"

He must be in the top 30.

Only if he enters the top 30, the ancestors will agree to his request and plead for Qi Yuan.

In the origin land, Qi Yuan will have another way to survive.

"Ah, death!" Mu Yan chopped down with a knife.

Such a powerful knife is enough to stop the flow of rivers and shift mountains.

The terrifying monster in front of him was naturally killed by his sword.

After killing the monster, Mu Yan gasped heavily, and a trace of hesitation emerged in the depths of his eyes.

"Next time, I will face ten monsters. As long as I win, I can enter the top 30!"

One monster is so difficult to deal with, ten...

He gritted his teeth and looked firm.

Holding the big knife, he looked forward.

However, at this moment, suddenly, his expression shrank.

"Three... hundred?"

In front of him, monsters like a hill rushed towards him.

These monsters, crowded together, rushed to him.

The most important thing is that there are three hundred of them!

Kill one hundred and you will get first place.

What the hell are these three hundred?

Were they targeted?

This is the only explanation.

Otherwise, how could they suddenly encounter three hundred enemies.

"No, I can't retreat, otherwise... I will definitely be the last one!"

Mu Yan thought to himself.

What he didn't know was that on a certain floor of the tower, there was a man in a black robe standing on a bamboo pole with a helpless look on his face.

"Obviously, I'm not afraid of heights at all, wuwu, why... I dare not move!"

On the other side, Mu Yan rushed towards the three hundred monsters without hesitation with a long sword in his hand.

If you want to retreat, you have to retreat in a cool way.

"All of you... die!"

With one sword, the power is so strong that it has the power to cut down stars!

Kacha!

Mu Yan blinked and was absent-minded for a while.

The expected scene did not appear.

The three hundred monsters in front of him were like paper, all broken into pieces and turned into meat paste.

He blinked: "Illusion? All fake?"

He was a little confused and doubted his eyes.

He killed so many powerful monsters with one sword?

Is it true or not?

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

"What an amazing sword, killing three hundred monsters with one sword.

Child, you have reached the end of the peak martial king. This time, you should be the champion of the ancestral blood battle!"

"What?" Mu Yan held the big knife in his hand, a little confused, looking at the shadow of the martial master in front of him, he was a little suspicious, everything was fake.

"It's worthy of my bloodline, the well-deserved first martial king!" A happy and cheerful voice came, and the figure of a martial master appeared and appeared beside Mu Yan.

The martial master looked at Mu Yan, with appreciation and pampering in his eyes.

When Mu Yan saw the newcomer, his expression condensed, and he immediately bowed: "Greetings, ancestor!"

This martial master was his bloodline ancestor, a great martial master.

At this moment, he was quite confused.

Why was the ancestor suddenly so enthusiastic about him?

"No need to be polite, it's a cause for celebration to become the champion of the ancestral blood contest this time." The great martial master said with praise, and he was also quite excited.

At this time, he had already determined that the Qi Yuan mentioned by Mu Yan, the descendant of the bloodline, was the Martial God Qi Yuan.

Otherwise, how could the Martial God mention Mu Yan and think highly of Mu Yan?

And even if it wasn't.

If a Martial God said that he was optimistic about Mu Yan, and Mu Yan couldn't get the first place, wouldn't this be a slap in the face of the Martial God, saying that his vision was not good?

So, at this moment, the first place in the ancestral blood contest is only Mu Yan!

When Mu Yan heard the congratulations from his ancestors, he still felt like he was in a dream and couldn't understand it.

"Since you have won the first place, you should accept the ancestral blood baptism, quickly become a martial master, and become a member of our ASEAN!" said the great martial master.

Mu Yan had already accepted the reality when he heard this.

He was excited.

Could it be that he was really a genius among ten thousand?

In the desperate situation just now, he used a knife that surpassed the realm and killed all three hundred monsters?

Thinking of this, he was very excited.

Sure enough, he was the protagonist of this world, the son of destiny, and he had constant adventures.

Thinking of something, Mu Yan hurriedly said: "Ancestor, this time I entered the top 30, can you help..."

He was still anxious about Qi Yuan.

"You don't have to worry about these things." The great martial master looked at Mu Yan with appreciation.

Mu Yan was excited and felt that his life was like a cheat.

However, he had to quickly accept the ancestral blood baptism and become a martial master.

After all, the ancestor took care of Qi Yuan, after all, it was a favor, and there might be negligence.

After he became a martial master, he could truly guarantee Qi Yuan's safety.

With an excited look, Mu Yan went to the ancestral blood baptism.

At this time, Qi Yuan yawned at the top of the tower.

"The ancestral blood battle is finally over."

The Black Deer Martial Lord said quickly: "The Heavenly Master has a good eye, Mu Yan won the first place!"

"Oh, really, not bad." Qi Yuan did not watch the ancestral blood battle, and kept his eyes closed to rest, or occasionally discussed the creation of the underworld with the netizen.

I have to say that the netizen is really a kind person.

He directly made seven PPTs for Qi Yuan as a plan for the underworld.

Such enthusiastic netizens are rare.

At that time, the netizen also said that if the underworld was built, could he enter the underworld and be a small minion?

Qi Yuan agreed without thinking.

"Now that it's over, should the Wall of Dongjun come out?" Qi Yuan looked at the Martial Lords of ASEAN in front of him and said softly.

"Yes!" The Black Deer Martial Lord quickly replied, "Please wait for a moment, Heavenly Lord."

In ASEAN, several titled Martial Lords stepped forward.

The surging bloody martial spirit permeated the air, and in the high tower, an ancient breath rose at this moment.

Qi Yuan sat on the throne, with a curious look on his face.

I saw that on the high tower, a blood-colored spot appeared on a wall in front.

It seemed to be stained by a drop of blood, and the entire wall, at this moment... turned blood-colored.

At this time, some information came into Qi Yuan's eyes.

[The Wall of Dongjun, there is a drop of Dongjun's blood on it. 】

"Heavenly Lord, this is the Wall of Dongjun!" The Black Deer Martial Lord said with his head down.

At this moment, tens of thousands of Martial Lords of ASEAN looked at the Wall of Dongjun with awe in their expressions.

"Dongjun is now fighting the catastrophe alone. Only a drop of blood remains outside, stored on the wall of Dongjun, to communicate with us." A titled martial master said with a complex look in his eyes.

This complexity includes self-blame and unwillingness.

Blame himself for not being able to help Dongjun.

"On the wall of Dongjun, you can see a corner of the catastrophe. I wonder how long Dongjun can hold on." The black deer martial master said worriedly.

He waved his hand, and it seemed as if a window appeared on the wall of Dongjun.

Through the window, a picture appeared, and terrifying roars and roars came from it, making people tremble.

Qi Yuan also looked over, and countless pictures appeared in his eyes.

Those were rays of light, colorful, with various colors, not just limited to the colors that can be seen by the human eye.

Each ray of light seemed to carry the greatest evil in the world, turning into a terrifying monster, gnawing at space and devouring everything in the world.

In the monster's huge mouth, various rules turned into fragments and became part of the color of the light.

The whole world, on one side is a huge ball of hair, with countless rays of light spreading and entangled, and on the other side is... a back figure.

The man in the white robe, his face and appearance cannot be seen clearly.

He stood in the void, as if supporting the world.

Countless rays of light and colors could not swallow him.

[Root demons, strange creatures, live by swallowing everything in the world, and the conditions for their birth are particularly harsh. ]

When looking at the light of the ball of hair, Qi Yuan's eyes conveyed important information.

"There are more and more of these monsters, and they are getting closer and closer to the sound of dawn. If we can't successfully restart the world and revive Dongjun's Taoist partner, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Dongjun to support it alone!" Black Deer Martial Master said worriedly.

The situation has become more critical since the last time they saw the scene.

As he said, he looked at Qi Yuan.

If Dongjun's Taoist partner is revived, and with the help of this Tianzun, I'm afraid there is a chance that the catastrophe will really be survived.

Qi Yuan was curious: "The root demon seems to represent all the emotions in the world, jealousy, greed, stubbornness... and it is somewhat similar to my original magical power."

His original magical power is the master of the virtual world, the heart demon.

For some reason, Qi Yuan felt that he had a common origin with this root demon.

In other words, he was not afraid of the root demon that suppressed Dongjun.

It is normal that all things in the world are interdependent.

"The original magical power of Tianzun is similar to these negative emotions?" Black Deer Martial Lord looked at Qi Yuan more and was a little worried.

After all, this does not look like a good person.

"How can this be considered a negative emotion? This is clearly positive energy!

Jealousy? To some extent, jealousy can make people progress and inspire people's ambition.

Lust? For the way of heaven in a world, the more living beings the better. Lust can promote human reproduction and produce more leeks!

Arrogance? Isn't it also a kind of arrogance, a kind of pride, which makes warriors strive for self-improvement!"

"..."

The Black Deer Martial Lord was silent, thinking that there was a little truth, but not much.

The other Martial Lords also looked at Qi Yuan strangely. Even if they disagreed with Qi Yuan's statement, no one dared to argue with Qi Yuan.

At this time, Qi Yuan's eyes looked at the figure fighting against the root demon.

[The phantom of Dongjun, the Holy Light Clan. 】