Twenty-four heavenly treasures, that is the legendary artifact that can shake the universe!
Whether in the dragon clan or the human clan, there are legends of the twenty-four heavenly treasures, especially by those peerless powerhouses.
Qin Feng has also heard related legends, and once thought it was a story fabricated by predecessors.
Unexpectedly, this illusory legend was confirmed by Ying Long himself.
Qin Feng might not believe other people, but he certainly didn't dare to doubt Ying Long's words.
Because he knows that each generation of Dragon Emperor will master the highest secrets of heaven and earth, knowing much more than ordinary people.
Moreover, Qin Feng had also heard some rumors in his previous life that the dragon clan was in danger of extinction.
Many dragon masters have traveled around Taixu one after another, looking for all the ways to change the destiny of the dragon.
Among the many ways, there are rumors of the Twenty-Four Heavenly Treasures.
It's just that Qin Feng at the time didn't take this seriously, and Quan was a joke.
"Does the Twenty-Four Heavenly Treasures really exist?"
Qin Feng only found it incredible.
"Of course, if it weren't for the Twenty-Four Heavens Treasures, why would I risk killing Chi You, and why would I fall here?"
Ying Long groaned.
In the battle of Zhuolu, Fuxi and Chi You were naturally the protagonists.
However, Ying Long broke out midway, destroyed Chi You, and took away his Overlord Halberd, in order to refine the twenty-four heavenly treasures.
As for Fu Xi's death, it can only be said that it was a coincidence, which blocked Ying Long's way, and was finally planted in Ying Long's hands.
Ying Long also snatched Fu Xi Ling, but in the end, he was suppressed by Fu Xi Ling in the Bone Mountain.
For one hundred thousand years, Ying Long finally waited for Qin Feng to support it with a ray of remnant soul.
For Ying Long, Qin Feng is his only sustenance.
All the secrets he knew were told to Qin Feng.
"Ancestor, can I save you first?"
Qin Feng asked suddenly.
With the in-depth exchanges with Ying Long, he became more and more aware that the things Ying Long placed on were too heavy, making him a little breathless.
Qin Feng was afraid of letting Ying Long down, so he wanted to rescue Ying Long and let Ying Long shoulder the burden that should belong to him.
"No time, you can't save me."
Ying Long was silent for a moment and hesitated for a while, but finally gave up to escape.
"Why? After I get the Fuxi Order, will the ancestors still not be able to get out of trouble?"
Qin Feng was a little puzzled.
Ying Long shook his head and smiled, "Fuxi Ling is the treasure of the emperor. I have been suppressed by it for 100,000 years. Even if you take Fu Xi Ling, it will take three to five hundred years before I can be free again."
"Even the ancestors were suppressed so badly, how powerful is this Fuxi Ling?"
Qin Feng was extremely surprised.
Ying Long was at the rank of Dragon Emperor, and in terms of absolute force, he was much stronger than Fu Xi and Chi You.
Fuxi and Chi You are just the overlords of the human race.
Yinglong is the ruler of the dragon clan.
The human race belongs to the intermediate civilization, while the dragon race is the advanced civilization, and the gap between them is self-evident.
Even if it was Chi Kiss at the peak, with the spear in his hand, it was enough to pick out Fuxi and Chi You.
Ying Long, such a worldly master, was also suppressed by Fu Xi Ling, which shows how powerful Fu Xi Ling is.
No wonder the light of Fuxi Ling's holy light can make the monsters go extinct.
"You are running out of time, I remember everything I said today."
Ying Long urged.
"I don't have much time? What do you mean by that?"
Qin Feng was at a loss.
Ying Long didn't say much, opened his mouth and vomited, and a golden cloud spread out, transforming into a scene.
In the scene, a group of monks broke into the Fuxi battlefield.
The headed person was an old man in a purple robe. He was covered with bone inscriptions and light, showing a powerful bone inscription power.
The demons and monsters on this road didn't dare to approach this person at all.
"Tong Qingshan?"
Qin Feng's expression changed.
Although his time in the Bone Literature Palace is not long, Tong Qingshan is a character like him.
Beside Tong Qingshan, there was also a white-robed teenager with a face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, which made Qin Feng feel unbelievable.
"Yuan Jiankong? He...he came to the wasteland too?"
Qin Feng took a breath.
Even though he had expected this, he really did not expect Yuan Jiankong to come in such a timely manner, and directly found the Fuxi battlefield.
"It's the Langdao guy who missed the wind, this damn guy, really should have killed him sooner."
Qin Feng frowned, his face slightly heavy.
"It's okay. Within this territory, I can just move my fingers and create some trouble for them. They may not be able to find here within ten and a half months."
Ying Long smiled proudly.
At the same time, a large black cloud suddenly appeared in the picture, lightning and thunder, and hurricanes howled.
Yuan Jiankong and the others were immediately blocked by the wind and thunder, making it difficult to move.
"The ancestors are really strong, even if there is only a ray of remnant soul, they can still cast spells in the air, calling the wind and calling the rain."
Qin Feng was secretly surprised.
He remembers that when he was in the ice field, he also fell into a desperate situation, and in the end it was the third master who made the move, also casting spells from the air, beheading the enemy.
With Ying Long's current experience, this can still be done, and the horror of his strength is self-evident.
"In addition to this group of people, there is another group of people who also rushed over here."
Ying Long spit out a cloud of golden mist again.
In the picture, a bloody demon wind is advancing quickly.
Qin Feng glanced intently. In this bloody demon wind, seven groups of powerful energies gathered, all of them existed like saints.
"Is it the Four Winged Demon King of the Demon Race? And seven heads came suddenly?"
Qin Feng's eyes widened.
He thought that his opponent was Yuan Jiankong, but he didn't expect that even the Seven Demon Kings of the Demon Race would appear in the Great Desolation.
Since the second Blackwater Battle, the Yaozu suffered heavy losses and could not escape the world.
But this time, they actually dispatched the Seven Great Demon Kings, which seemed to be inevitable against Fu Xi Ling.
"Whether it is the Demon Race, if it is the Demon Race, they also understand my intentions, and they will definitely try to prevent me from getting Fuxi orders."
Qin Feng's pressure suddenly increased a lot.
"With my current strength, I can stop them for ten and a half days at most. During this time, you must conquer the Tyrant Halberd and Fuxi Order, otherwise, I will not be able to save you."
Ying Long is extremely serious, not alarmist.
The Seven Great Demon Kings, plus Yuan Jiankong and Tong Qingshan's masters, Ying Long couldn't destroy them all.
It is not difficult to predict that at most half a month, a bloody storm will begin.
At that time, Ying Long couldn't help Qin Feng, and everything could only depend on Qin Feng himself.
And conquering the two great weapons and getting the inheritance of the two gods is his only hope.
"I will do my best to live up to the trust of my ancestors."
Qin Feng's eyes were firm.
He has also recognized the reality, and Ying Long's wishes can only be borne by him.
Since it is a lasting fight, there is no need to hesitate.