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, and went against time to the place of origin.

Travel through time and space, cross the Black Sea, and go against the long river of time.

Qi Yuan closed his eyes, feeling the passage of time.

This time, there was no one to chat with, so he could seriously comprehend the power of time and space, just like he had comprehended the Gate of All Supplements before.

"This Black Sea... has no owner, right?"

"It looks a bit like my Lethe River."

"Hey, Hei Hai, you look like you and I are meant to be together!"

Qi Yuan shouted softly to the black sea.

His figure, going against time, leaves only a trace of afterimage.

Among the countless paintings of mountains and seas, one figure after another seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky.

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

"Is this him?" The one-eyed man's body trembled as long-lost memories came flooding back. The image of the man who was unrivaled in the world and had swept through thousands of armies emerged in his mind.

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

The sword in my hand made a sound, and after the joy and loneliness, there was endless melancholy.

Wang Yuanyu's eyes also revealed a complicated look: "Sir?"

She remembered that her husband also asked her to wear stockings.

In each scroll of mountains and seas, in every world that Qi Yuan has experienced, there will always be some strong people, and long-lost memories will be awakened.

Recalling the man who once was invincible.

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

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

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

He pretends to have a system, but pretends to fail.

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

That door, one look at it will give you something.

"Emperor Shuhu, please go back. Come back when I need you."

Qi Yuan looked at the two emperors suddenly appearing in the Black Sea and said softly.

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

"Our Lord's order is our honor!"

Suddenly the two emperors spoke in unison.

At this moment, Qi Yuan's figure flashed.

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

The difference from before leaving was that this time when he came back, the top of the tower was crowded with a group of martial masters standing there.

Looking around, there are nearly ten thousand of them.

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

Those without heads also bent down.

"Greetings to His Excellency the God of War!"

Nearly ten thousand martial masters had a look of awe in their eyes.

Crossing the Black Sea, covering the sky with one hand, and swallowing the sun with one's mouth are things that only a martial master can do. He is a martial god!

Only the God of War can explain it! The fat Martial Master was trembling, or rather, this trembling was a trembling of surprise.

His ancestor was actually the legendary God of War.

The Black Deer Martial Lord and other titled Martial Lords also showed a look of hope in their eyes at that moment.

This time, the Dawn Ringing seems to have hope! Qi Yuan looked at these martial masters with a calm expression. He thought of something and said softly.

"At this time, is it more appropriate for me to twist my mouth?"

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

The good-for-nothing son-in-law just got slapped in the face when tens of thousands of men in suits appeared and knelt on the ground.

"Welcome back, Dragon King!"

How similar are they?

He said this with a crooked smile.

The martial masters on the field looked at each other in confusion or confusion.

Qi Yuan was a little disappointed.

These martial masters don’t understand his jokes.

Shouldn't someone come and say, "His mouth is going to be crooked, tear his mouth apart?"

He waved his hand: "I am not a Martial God yet, I am a Martial Lord, don't yell at me."

Qi Yuan has never liked people who pretend to be strong.

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

When the martial masters present heard this, they were filled with endless confusion.

Hey, you don't have to be so low-key, do you?

If you are a martial master, what are we?

In particular, the sight of Qi Yuan swallowing a star in one gulp was truly horrifying.

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

Saihara said, returning to his throne.

"Everyone should go back to their homes. The fight over the ancestral blood is still going on." Qi Yuan said, "With so many people gathered here, some people might think we are having a fight or committing adultery, which would have a bad influence."

He is very socially anxious.

I felt embarrassed to see so many old men and women.

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

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

The title of Tianzun was something he stole from an old man in the upper realm.

When mentioning Dong Jun, awe and fanaticism appeared in the eyes of these martial masters.

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

"Okay." Qi Yuan said casually without saying anything else.

Now, he was eager to ask, what exactly is a Spirit Realm Martial Lord? Once he becomes a Spirit Realm Martial Lord and a Human Martial Lord, he will be ready to break through and enter the realm of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial Gods.

…

Time passed by minute by minute, and the world seemed to have turned on an accelerator, and the battle for ancestral blood accelerated a lot.

In the high tower.

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

“Kill!”

He is determined to get into the top 30.

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

In the place of origin, Qi Yuan will have an extra way to survive.

"Oh, die!" Mu Yan chopped down with his knife.

Such a powerful blow is enough to stop rivers from flowing and shift mountains.

The horrible monster in front of him was naturally killed by him with one sword.

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

"Next time, we will face ten monsters. As long as we defeat them, we will be able to enter the top thirty!"

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

He gritted his teeth, his eyes determined.

Holding a big knife, he looked forward.

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

"three hundred?"

In front of him, he saw a monster as big as a hill rushing towards him.

These monsters crowded together, scrambled, and rushed towards him.

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

If you kill one hundred, you will get first place.

These three hundred...what the hell?

Being targeted?

This is the only explanation.

Otherwise, how could we suddenly encounter three hundred enemies?

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

Mu Yan thought in his heart.

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.

"Mingming, I'm not afraid of heights at all. Wow, why... can't I move?"

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

If you leave, you have to leave in a graceful manner.

"All of you...die!"

The knife struck with such force that it could cut through stars! Snap!

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

The expected scene did not occur.

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

He blinked his eyes: "Illusion? Is it all fake?"

He was a little confused and somewhat doubted his own eyes.

Kill so many powerful monsters with just one sword?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Is this true or false?

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 of the Martial King. In this Ancestral Blood Battle, you should be the champion!"

"What?" Mu Yan was holding 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 that everything was fake.

"You are worthy of being my bloodline. You are the well-deserved number one Martial King!" A happy and cheerful voice came, and the figure of a Martial Lord appeared beside Mu Yan.

The martial master looked at Mu Yan with admiration and doting in his eyes.

When Mu Yan saw the person coming, his expression froze and he immediately bowed: "Greetings, ancestors!"

This martial lord was actually his bloodline ancestor, a great martial lord.

At this moment, he was quite confused.

Why was the First Ancestor suddenly so enthusiastic about him?

“No need to be so polite. It’s a cause for celebration that you’ve become the champion of the Ancestral Blood Contest this time.” The great martial lord praised, feeling quite excited.

At this time, he had already concluded that the Qi Yuan that Mu Yan, the descendant of this bloodline, was referring to was the Great God of Martial Arts Qi Yuan.

Otherwise, why would Lord Martial God mention Mu Yan and be optimistic about Mu Yan?

And even if it isn't.

A martial god said that he was optimistic about Mu Yan. If Mu Yan could not get first place, wouldn't that be a slap in the face of the martial god, saying that he had a bad vision? Therefore, at this moment, the first place in the ancestral blood competition 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 first place, you should receive the baptism of ancestral blood, quickly become a martial master, and become a member of our ASEAN!” said the great martial master.

After hearing this, Mu Yan had already accepted the reality.

He was excited.

Could it be that he really is a one in a million genius?

In the desperate situation just now, he used a sword skill that surpassed his realm and killed all 300 monsters?

He was excited at the thought of this.

As expected, he is the protagonist of this world, the son of destiny, and has endless adventures.

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

He was also anxious for Qi Yuan.

"You don't have to worry about these things." The Great Martial Lord looked at Mu Yan with appreciation.

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

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

After all, the ancestor took care of Qi Yuan out of human feelings, so there might be some negligence.

Only after he becomes the Martial Lord can he truly guarantee Qi Yuan's safety.

With an excited expression, Mu Yan went to receive the baptism of ancestral blood.

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

"The battle for ancestral blood is finally over."

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

"Oh, really? That's right." Qi Yuan didn't watch the battle for ancestral blood. He kept his eyes closed and rested, or occasionally discussed the creation of the underworld with that netizen.

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

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

It is rare to find such enthusiastic netizens.

At that time, the netizen also asked, if the underworld was built, could he enter the underworld and become a small follower? Qi Yuan agreed without thinking twice.

"Now that it's over, isn't it time for the Wall of Dongjun to come out?" Qi Yuan said softly, looking at the ASEAN martial arts lord in front of him.

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

Among ASEAN, several titled martial masters stepped forward.

The air was filled with the aura of blood and martial arts, and in the high tower, an aura belonging to the ancient times rose at this moment.

Qi Yuan sat on the throne, looking curious.

I saw a bloody spot appear on a wall in front of the high tower.

As if stained by a drop of blood, the entire wall, at this moment... turned bloody.

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

[On the Wall of the God of the East, there is a drop of blood from the God of the East. 】

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

At this moment, tens of thousands of ASEAN warriors present looked towards the Wall of Dongjun with awe in their expressions.

"Dongjun is now resisting the catastrophe alone. Only one drop of blood remains outside, stored on the wall of Dongjun, communicating with us." A titled martial lord said with a complicated look in his eyes.

This complexity includes self-blame and unwillingness.

Blaming himself for not being able to help Dongjun.

"On the wall of Dongjun, we can see a corner of the catastrophe. I wonder how long Dongjun can hold on." Lord Black Deer said worriedly.

He waved his hand, and a window seemed to appear on the wall of Dongjun.

Through the window, a picture appeared, and terrifying roars and growls were also heard from it, making people shudder.

Qi Yuan also looked over, and countless scenes came into his eyes.

They were rays of light, colorful and with all kinds of colors, not just limited to the colors that the human eye can see.

Every ray of light seemed to carry the greatest evil in the world, transforming into a horrific monster that gnawed at the space and devoured all things in the world.

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

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

The man in the white robe couldn't see his face or appearance clearly.

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

Countless lights and colors could not swallow him.

[Root demons are strange creatures that live by devouring everything in the world. The conditions for their birth are particularly harsh. 】

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

"There are more and more of these monsters, and they are getting closer and closer to the Cry of Dawn. If we cannot successfully restart the world and revive Dongjun's Taoist partner, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Dongjun to hold on alone!" said the Black Deer Martial Lord worriedly.

The situation was even more critical than the last time they saw it.

As he spoke, he also looked at Qi Yuan.

If Dongjun's Taoist partner revives, and with the help of this Heavenly Lord, there is a chance that the catastrophe can be survived.

Qi Yuanze looked curious: "The root demon seems to represent all the emotions in the world, jealousy, greed, stubbornness... It is somewhat similar to my original magical power."

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

For some reason, Qi Yuan felt that he had some similarity with this demon.

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

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

"The original magical power of the Heavenly Venerable is similar to these negative emotions..." Black Deer Martial Lord looked at Qi Yuan again, feeling a little worried.

After all, this doesn't look like a good guy.

“This is not negative emotion, this is positive energy!

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

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

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

“…”

Lord Black Deer remained silent, feeling that there was some truth in it, but not much.

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

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

[The shadow of Dongjun, the Holy Light Clan. ]

(End of this chapter)