Chapter 1,366 Old Man Can Ming
This time's teleportation was longer than the previous ten. It was not until two thousand breaths later that Qin Nan, Xiaochong, and Sima Kong felt their bodies light up and appeared in an unfamiliar space.
Swish, brush, brush!
The moment he appeared, Qin Nan's spiritual mind could clearly sense that around his body, the genius Martial Emperors, the Great Emperors and the Martial Ancestor monks were like a downpour, one after another. Keep falling.
"When we came in, there were 1,400 monks. Now after ten space changes, there are still 1,280 monks."
A glimmer of light flashed in Qin Nan's eyes.
He was certain that the Lord of Yuandao Tianshan had quietly reduced the risk of death in various treasured and dangerous places, thus allowing more monks to come to this deepest place, creating an extremely huge scene.
“Is that the one-life-three-life flower that has disappeared?”
"Look over there, it's a mountain of swords formed by imperial weapons!"
"Holy crap, that river is actually the legendary Xiantian Pure Yuan River!"
After a breath, in this originally extremely silent space, a series of shocking sounds sounded one after another.
Even those genius martial emperors and great emperors are no exception.
"Um?"
Qin Nan raised his eyebrows and looked around.
Upon seeing this, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
I saw that more than a thousand monks were all landed in a blue dojo with a radius of thousands of miles.
Around this dojo, on the vast land, there are rivers that look like ancient dragons crawling on the ground, winding forward, shining with brilliance, vast aura, and pregnant with endless mysteries.
On both sides of the river, there are countless rare and talented treasures from ancient times, swaying in the wind and growing vigorously.
Not only that, at the far end, there are mountains of swords, mountains of spears, mountains of treasures, etc., which are composed of countless imperial weapons, rising up into the sky, shining with dazzling imperial light, and rolling in all directions with pressure.
"So... so many treasures..."
Sima Kong, who is the descendant of the mighty Thief Emperor, will become the God of Thieves in the future, and has seen countless rare treasure holy places. At this moment, his mind was also greatly impacted, and even his voice became uncomfortable.
"Tch, what's so surprising about this? I tell you that back then, I had nine hundred and ninety-nine dragon caves. In each of them, there were all kinds of artifacts and magical elixirs..."
Although Xiaochong's tone was full of disdain, his dragon eyes were staring closely at an ancient tree with blood-like body and dragon-like branches and leaves, and he swallowed from time to time.
That is the Dragon Blood Green Soul Tree. If this tree can be refined, its soul can be well nourished.
"Boy, suffer death!"
"Hand over the dragon claw!"
At this moment, a series of sharp shouts exploded in succession.
On the dojo, there were many monks, as well as some emperors and giants, their eyes became cold, and some even directly used the emperor's magic to attack.
"Qin Nan!"
At this moment, among the many monks, there were talented Martial Emperors such as Meng Langxie, Wan Fenghun, Jiang Kongshu, Xue Wen, Lin Yan, Lei Hao, Wu Hong, Ling Po, and Si Zhaoxue, as well as Emperor Luoyin, Jiu Emperor Qu and other giants all stared at Qin Nan.
Their eyes were all extremely cold, with murderous intent surging.
They clearly remembered what Qin Nan did to them when the space changed.
"What are you looking at?"
Just as Qin Nan noticed it, a slightly unhappy voice rang out, and then the beautiful figure of Princess Miaomiao walked out of the crowd and walked to Qin Nan's side, looking at Meng Langxie, Wan Fenghun and others. et al.
"If you want to take action, I will accompany you to the end."
Tang Qingshan and Gong Yang also flew out and spoke coldly.
"hateful."
The expressions of Meng Langxie, Wan Fenghun, Jiang Kongshu and other talented emperors and great emperors all changed slightly.
Tang Qingshan and Gong Yang were naturally not afraid, but Princess Miaomiao was too tricky.
If we start a war with Princess Miaomiao now, the gains will outweigh the losses.
"The princess is here, so there is no need to worry about him now."
Not far away, the Dragon Emperor, the Nine-tailed Demon Emperor and Ao Cangtian looked at this scene and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, just when the situation began to become chaotic, a sudden change occurred.
"Fellow Taoists, it is forbidden to use force now, otherwise, you will bear the consequences at your own risk."
A sharp and harsh sound suddenly exploded.
All he saw was that countless icy black energy came from all directions and evolved into an old man with a stooped body, scars on his face, and stern eyes.
The expressions of those in the Martial Ancestor Realm, as well as the emperor giants who were taking action, all changed, and a chill arose in their hearts. The imperial skills in their hands stopped abruptly, and they did not dare to use them again.
Because at this moment, they all smelled death.
"Are you... Old Man Canming?"
A giant from the Sea Clan with the ninth-level cultivation of the Great Emperor, looked at the old man, suddenly thought of something, and said with a moved expression.
"What? Old Man Canming?"
Some other giants were all shocked.
Three thousand years ago, the battle for the godship began, and the Sun-Moon Sword God and others succeeded in becoming gods. The old man Can Ming was unwilling to fail in becoming gods, so he went on a rampage, killed several peak emperors, and launched an attack on a martial god. , extremely cruel.
All along, they thought that Old Man Can Ming had been killed by the Martial God, but now, he actually appeared in the deepest part of Yuandao Tianshan Mountain.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that until now, someone would still remember me."
Old Man Can Ming revealed a row of pitch-black teeth, and his stern gaze inadvertently swept over Li Qimo, Zang Xuanyun and others.
"Can Ming, there is no need to say anything unnecessary. Now that we have reached the deepest point, when can we start selecting successors and open the Wutian Dao Platform?"
Among the Zhan clan, an old man at the peak of the Great Emperor asked.
The eyes of Qin Nan and everyone else were also focused on Old Can Ming at this moment.
For them, the last two things are the most important.
"Fellow Taoists, I'm really sorry. The master has something to deal with and needs to wait for a while before he can come out."
"However, during this waiting process, fellow Taoists can move around and take away the treasures at will within a radius of 10,000 miles."
"At the same time, you can also... trade Tianjue Dragon Claws with each other."
At the last moment, Old Can Ming's voice suddenly rose in pitch, like sharp swords piercing the air.
"What? Can you trade Tianjue Dragon Claw?"
When all the monks present heard this, their faces suddenly showed a look of shock.
(End of chapter)