Peerless Martial God's Rebirth

Chapter 1972

This sword is too powerful.

In order to resist the sword Qi, it was just an instant collision, which consumed all five people's physical strength.

Sitting on the ground, they have lingering palpitations. If the sword Qi is stronger, they will have no way. They will be killed by the sword Qi and several people will have to be crushed to pieces.

The wilderness is quiet.

Half a day later, Yang Teng took out the julingdan and threw it to several people. After replenishing the aura, he became energetic.

"It's too strong! Judging from the shape of this sword, it's too old. It's much older than the era I live in. It's more like the style of the era in the first year of the universe." Wu Tian said.

As the times change, the styles of weapons and magic weapons are gradually changing.

The development of the art of refining utensils, the use of more materials and the characteristics of the times can be seen from a utensil.

The sword with sword Qi evolution must be the original form of the sword with sword Qi.

The simple and atmospheric shape is full of desolation, just like a strong man from ancient times, stepping on the desolate land and opening up a world with his hands.

That feeling is very strong.

Wu Tian judged that the sword Qi was left in the first year of the beginning of the universe. It should not be bad.

"Awesome!" Yang Teng's face was full of infinite longing. "I really want to see that magnificent era, but it's a pity that no one can go back to the past. We are very lucky to see the legacy of that era."

Some people regard the first year of the beginning of the universe as the beginning of the universe.

Before that time, the universe was chaotic, there was no order, and everything was chaotic.

At that time, capable people came forth in large numbers and opened the first World War of the universe. After the war, the preliminary order of the universe was created, and then gradually developed to the present situation after continuous modification.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with saying that that era created the brilliance of countless later times.

For all the information about that era, only some incomplete illusory legends can prove that there was such an era through some artifacts left over from that era.

All other information cannot be verified.

Yang Teng believes that there must be such a great era, and his overpass and ruler are the best proof.

Seeing this invincible sword spirit, Yang Teng believed it.

Perhaps, we can explore more information about that era from the various traces left by this wilderness and ancient battlefield.

Thinking of this, Yang Teng came to the spirit, "next, we should be more cautious. I don't know what super attacks are left here. Let's witness that great era!"

Several people are in high spirits and have few opportunities to see the relics of the first year of the beginning of the universe. It is definitely Yang Teng's light to witness such a miracle this time.

Especially the old slob and the old man, who have been trapped here for decades, do not know that there is such a magical place in this small world.

Bypass the deep ditch left by the sword Qi and go to another place, which looks like the trace left by a boxing on the ground.

The inside of the trace is not very flat. You can see the trace of the fist surface printed on the ground.

"Don't get too close!" Yang Teng reminded several people.

He was attacked by the sword Qi before. Yang Teng thought it was the result of entering the sword Qi attack range.

The same thing happened to him. He was caught by a big handprint and almost burst his body.

It is because they are close to the mark that they will be attacked.

Stay away, it should not touch the power of the seal prohibition.

Yang Teng was right to think so. Several people came to the fist mark, stopped far away and looked at the fist mark.

The inside of the mark is uneven. After years of honing, it has already stepped into the original smoothness.

"Boom!" the fist print suddenly made a loud noise, and several people subconsciously retreated immediately.

I know that there is the breath of that year in such a mark. Although I have spent endless years, I still have strong attack power, which can not be easily resolved.

While retreating, several people exert their strongest attack power at the same time.

Just above the heads of several people, a fist condensed into a huge fist.

The big fist fell suddenly, and the target was Yang Teng.

War! There is no other way!

Like fighting against the sword Qi, the five tried their best to use up the last bit of strength in their bodies before dissolving the big fist condensed by the fist style.

Once again sitting on the ground panting, several people did not move.

From the appearance of the big fist condensed into boxing style to their successful resolution of the crisis, they consumed all their physical strength and aura in the blink of an eye. It can be seen how powerful this fist is.

"It's terrible. It's the mark left by a strong man of the same level!" after half a day, Wu Tian's face returned to normal. "What kind of war happened in that era? Every mark was left by a great emperor. So many marks were left in this wilderness. How many great emperors participated in that war!"

Through the breath contained in the big fist, it can be judged that it is completely different from the breath contained in the sword condensed before. It should belong to two different emperors.

Looking into the distance, countless marks are distributed in the wilderness.

Are there many great emperors in that era?

Otherwise, how did these marks come from.

It is absolutely the ability of the great emperor and the strong to leave the breath honed by the years in the mark and ensure that the mark is handed down to this day. Wu Tian and long Jingtian think they have no such strength.

They can easily leave the same mark, but they only have their shape. Even if they deliberately leave breath in the mark, they can't keep it for too long.

In such a great period of time, countless great emperors and strong men fought hard on this ancient battlefield, each showing their strongest strength and breaking the mountains and rivers.

Now located in the ancient battlefield, looking at these marks on the ground, I really can't imagine the great years that were stirring.

Yang Teng didn't hurry to stand up and move on. He was far from the fist seal just now. He didn't feel any breath. He was attacked inexplicably. He must be more careful behind.

In the face of a mark attack, the five of them tried their best, but only reluctantly resolved it.

In case of facing two or more marks at the same time, there is no possibility of confrontation.

"Next, never get close to those marks and go around!" Yang Teng ordered, and then asked several people to get up and move on.

When you see the mark from a distance, you can directly bypass it thousands of miles away and never approach it again, so as not to touch the powerful restraining force.

It may be that the scope of the prohibition force is only about a thousand miles. Several people did not enter the thousands of miles of the mark. They bypassed more than a dozen kinds of marks one after another, and did not trigger a strong force.

Chopping with knives and axes, boxing and palm wind, all kinds of marks are all over the wilderness.

Unknowingly, several people went deeper into the wilderness.

The dark brown ground at your feet extends infinitely into the distance, connects with the sky at the end of the sky, and it feels very strange to walk on this dark brown earth.

The earth under our feet is like being dyed red by blood. After endless years, the blood solidifies and weathered, and then becomes today's color.

Even, there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

It's real and illusory.

Yang Teng took a deep breath, and the smell of blood seemed stronger.

"Do you feel any strange smell?" Yang Teng looked at Wu Tian.

"I was just about to say, how can there be a strong smell of blood here." Wu Tian also noticed the strange situation here. Looking around, he couldn't see the traces of battle.

Normal battles will leave a bloody smell. After a period of time, the bloody smell will be dispersed by the wind.

There is no fighting here, but there is such a strong smell of blood, which makes people uncomfortable.

"Ancient battlefield, is this bloody smell left over from the ancient battlefield?" the old slovenly blurted out.

"No!" long Jingtian immediately rejected, "even if the great emperor and the strong fall, and the blood dyed the earth red, the bloody smell can not be left to this day!"

"It's hard to say that the breath left in those marks can also prove to be left to this day. But this wild land has become such a color. How many great emperors have fallen since the first year of the universe!" Wu Tianze is another understanding.

His understanding is unacceptable.

Although the great emperor is strong, he dyed all the wild ground red. How can so many great emperors die here.

However, the countless marks and the powerful power contained in the marks proved to several people that there were many great emperors fighting here.

Yang Teng didn't speak. He looked deep into the distance and finally turned his eyes to the endless void.

Is there really such a great era?

Countless great emperors and strong men fight under this starry sky, and each great emperor and strong man shows his strongest strength to his heart's content.

It was a great era that people were fascinated by!

Having seen this ancient battlefield, Yang Teng believes that there will be such an era.

From ancient times to today, with the changes of times, the cultivation environment is becoming more and more difficult.

If you look backwards, you will find that the more distant the times are, the better the cultivation environment is.

Long Jingtian once said that it is very difficult to become emperor Cheng in this era. There is a 20% chance at most, but it is not so in ancient times.

So until the first year of the universe, will there be many great emperors together, or even many great emperors at the same time.

But all this has disappeared in the long river of history. No one can go back to that era and confirm what it was like.

Just thinking, Yang Teng was in a trance.

"Boom!" I heard a loud noise.

Yang Teng turned around and saw a tall strong man, a fist fell, and a huge fist print appeared on the ground.

Opposite the tall strong man, a man stood holding a thick stick to avoid the punch. The strong man holding the stick burst out a drink and waved the stick to attack.

Who is this!

Seeing the costumes of the two strong men, Yang Teng was shocked.