Horizontal pushing martial arts: starting from the red alchemy bell jar

Chapter 391: Breakthrough, the Glory of the Ancient Clan

Chuhe's previous state was nothing more than pseudo-supremacy.

It has not yet broken through to true supremacy!
And now.

Chuhe will become such a being and climb to the top!
His path is different from that of others. He walks the path that is like the starry sky and swallows up the heavens. It is the origin of everything and the end of all things.

therefore.

He doesn't care at all about the distinction between true and false.

He just knows.

Once he fills all the avenue stars that build his body with the origin of the avenue, he turns into the way of heaven and the ocean of origin.

Become that "one"!
Then he can kill Supreme with one punch!
"Budo!"

In the strange white space, Chu He called out the modifier and clicked on the ↑ number behind Tianxiang Dao.

next moment!
boom!
disintegration!

In the vast and strange space of time, a gorgeous sea of ​​stars appeared. Each shining star was an ancestral star that could destroy all things. They were connected in series to form a majestic body.

What connects these ancestral stars is the vein of the Heavenly Dao. Once the transformation of the Dao stars is completed, the Heavenly Dao will also transform.

Perhaps, at that time.

Chuhe can try to use the way of heaven to seize the way of heaven.

My heart is on behalf of Heaven!

Plop plop!
Like the sound of a heartbeat.

The energy and energy of countless avenue stars are constantly expanding and compressing under the stimulation of massive energy, and they are charging towards the ancestral star.

The metamorphosis begins!
.......
200 years of strange time and space.

20 days outside.

It can be said to be fleeting.

Even because the entire Tianwaitian is in the midst of a war and the laws and order are extremely disordered, the elders of the ancient clan cannot feel the passage of time.

wow~
woohoo-

this day.

The origin of the vast Wushen Mountain boiled up, and let out bursts of weeping, as if seeing off a certain great existence in the dark.

All the spirits of the ancient race had an uncontrollable sadness welling up from the depths of their hearts.

"Big elder..."

After Li Fen, the faces of the elders of Wuyang were pale, and they fell to the ground weakly. They looked at the sky, and two lines of tears rolled down from the corners of their eyes.

In the perception of air luck in the dark.

The ancient clan was severely chopped by the invisible sharp blade, the sky wept with blood, and all living things cried, like a giant with its backbone removed, and it became old and weak in an instant.

they know.

The old man who had protected the ancient tribe for countless years and spent half his life sleeping and half fighting for the ancient tribe to survive in the new world.

After all, it is still far away...

"kneel!!"

At the foot of the Martial God Mountain, Luo Gui led hundreds of kings, many soldiers, and people of the ancient tribes. Facing the statue of the great elder on the top of the Martial God Mountain, they knelt down with a loud bang, shaking the territories in all directions.

A group of tough men who had fought against the demons and immortals for countless years were crying like children.

sad!
Great pity!

The world feels blood and tears!

The earth is sad and all things are hurt!

The common people are reluctant to cry and break their hearts!
Call ~
A gust of wind blows the vastness.

In the heaven of the ancient clan, the starry sky shines.

Slowly outline a familiar old man.

He looked at the ancient clan who shared the sorrow of the whole world, with a look of reluctance and guilt on his face: "Everyone, Hong Tianhai, I am ashamed."

wow~
Light and shadow drifted all over the sky.

Falling into everyone's heart, it brings healing warmth, the obsession of everyone like a dragon, the longing expectations of ancient tribes, and the courage to move forward firmly in the darkness.

This is the last gift that the old man gave to the descendants of the ancient tribe with his dissipated true spirit.

Call ~
Light and shadow drifted down on Wushen Mountain.

Falling deep into the source.

In a strange time and space.

A majestic figure that seemed to be cast from the infinite starry sky and the starting point of all existence stretched out his hand to catch a ray of light.

"I will travel far and leave the future to you."

A faint whisper came from the light and shadow, full of reluctance and expectation.

"They will be buried with you."

The deep and hoarse voice is like the whisper of an abyss demon.

The endless rage is like an eruption of an ancient volcano, shaking the heavens and the world continuously, wanting to bury the common people!
but!
In the end, this anger was suppressed.

"The phase of heaven: the third level (missing)"

not enough!

Far from enough!

He wants to create a perfect way of heaven!

then.

To the sky!

Crush all the miscellaneous things!
Buried with Hong Tianhai!

"continue!"

In the origin of Wushen Mountain.

In the deathly silence, there is a terrifying beast that is about to break out of the seal and tear apart everything in the world!
"Blood Ancestor, no!!"

Not just the ancient tribe.

The entire outer world suddenly erupted in bursts of sorrow, and blood rain drifted in all major heavens, as if the whole sky was crying!

obviously.

Just 20 days.

Great changes have taken place in the origin sea battlefield!

There are supreme warriors in all the heavens!

Wan Dao sees you off!

The whole world mourns!

"It's finally starting..."

The dilapidated Taoist palace is also flooded with blood and filled with great sorrow.

But Han Yong and the others who were still hanging on were as excited as fanatical believers, and seemed to have seen the bright future of the Dao Palace.

Although the battlefield in Tianwaitian is a mess.

But it seems that the Origin Sea is going particularly well, and all the pseudo-Supremes have been killed in the battle, which also means that Daozu's plan has begun.

In great sorrow.

In chaos.

Five more days passed.

For these five days, blood rained from the sky every day.

this day.

Chuhe exits the customs.

There is no earth-shattering momentum.

There is no vision of thousands of people shouting for joy.

Ordinary.

He walked to the top of the Martial God Mountain like a mortal.The statues of the Great Elder and many ancient ancestors stand majestically, looking towards the ancient clan, towards every monk from the ancient clan, and towards the future.

eager to see...

"you……"

Wuyang, who was kneeling in front of the statue of the great elder and kept drinking wine and chattering, turned around and found that Chuhe was standing behind him at some point. He was completely unaware, and shock could not help but appear in his hazy and decadent eyes.

In his divine sense perception.

Chu He didn't use any magical method. His whole figure seemed to have disappeared from the world, and he couldn't feel any breath.

The cause and effect of the heavens are not added to the body, and all ways and dharmas are not tied to the source!
This is the supreme sign.

Perceive carefully.

"Well……"

Wuyang groaned, his soul tingling.

This is the consequence of being unable to accept huge information and being backlashed.

He could only vaguely see in the chaos a majestic body composed of thousands of channels and veins, intertwined with countless dimensions of time and space.

The torrent of information that was hedged in an instant stung the soul, and under the instinctive protection mechanism, he withdrew his divine sense.

"Feel sorry."

An apology appeared on Chu He's face, and he restrained his information concept at a deeper level, so as not to burst the soul of others just by looking at it.

"Are you going to go to heaven too?" Wuyang stood up and asked worriedly, his expression still a little decadent.

Hong Tianhai's death hit him hard.

Because compared to others, Hong Tianhai was his mentor, who brought him up from a young age. He was both a teacher and a friend. His gratitude, although he did not usually express it, was deeper than anyone else's.

"Ah."

Chu He's face was incredibly calm. He nodded lightly and said, "After worshiping the ancestors, I will go to heaven to settle everything. I will personally kill the enemy who killed the great elder. I will fight to the end and end everything."

"The ancient clan is shining bright enough with you!"

Wu Yang left a word, patted Chu He on the shoulder, and then left, leaving the peace here to Chu He alone.

Down the mountain.

Li Fen, Yao Tianxing and other elders, as well as Luo Gui and the other soldiers of the ancient clan who had fought for the ancient clan their whole lives, stood upright.

They looked at the top of the Martial God Mountain and the figure in black under the statues of the ancestors who was about to leave to fight for the ancient clan was silent.

Mount Valkyrie.

Chu River stands in the wind, looking at the statues from ancient times to the present, looking at the achievements of the ancestors engraved under the statues, each name is deeply engraved in the soul.

a long time.

He turned around and looked at the elders, soldiers, and descendants of the ancient clan at the foot of the mountain.

They may be young, old, healthy, or scarred. The only thing that remains unchanged is the persistence and persistent belief in the ancient tribe deep in their eyes.

It was this belief that supported them in guarding the Ancient Clan for countless days and nights in the new world where the Ancient Clan had left.

Chu He glanced across the entire Wushen Mountain and watched quietly.

Look at the martyred ancestors.

Looking at the broken sky.

Look at the buried hundred kings.

Look at the broken weapon.

Look at every inch of the land stained red with blood! !

finally.

"Hahaha!"

He smiled.

Smile very freely.

Extremely proud!
"The ancient clan is truly brilliant because of you!"

Finally, he wiped away the tears from his eyes.

turn around.

Looking at the vast sky, take a step forward and ascend to the sky.

"Chu Zu is victorious!"

Li Fen's eyes were red, looking at the lonely back going away, his old body trembled, he raised his arms and roared!

"Chu Zu is victorious!!!"

All the elders, all the generals, countless martial arts practitioners, even the babbling children, and the elderly who were dying of chaos, all shouted in unison.

With a hoarse voice, it swayed through the heavens!
……

rumbling~
The big waves are surging, and the calamity is rolling.

As soon as Chu He opened his eyes, he saw boundless purgatory.

In the past, the supreme and holy Tianwai Tianyuan Sea was now poured into all kinds of dirty fuel.

The remaining Taoist divine light after the raging war is everywhere, tearing apart infinite time and space, and giving birth to countless forbidden dead areas. The remaining power continues to destroy the surrounding environment, making everything perceived to be chaotic.

No hustle and bustle as expected.

There were no violent fighting sounds.

Except for the huge waves crashing in the Origin Sea, the raging supreme remaining power was silent, as if everything had ended.

"I see."

The light of heaven and dao shines in Chu He's eyes, like the origin of heaven and earth, the source of all dao. Through countless information residues, the movement of dao has faintly glimpsed some truth.

The war is indeed over.

Because the person who played chess behind showed up.

He is so powerful that no one can attack him even if they join forces. But now... the chess players are waiting for the last chess piece to arrive before the fruits of victory.

Call ~
Chu He let out a long breath, his eyes returned to normal, and he still walked unhurriedly in the broken sea of ​​origin.

Step by step closer to the ultimate place.

because.

He knew that since he entered the sea of ​​origin, he had entered the sight of the chessboard master.

It doesn't matter whether he is fast or slow.

The two will eventually meet.

must! !
The way forward.

"Tsk, what courage!"

Chu He stopped and looked in a certain direction of Chaos.

Because, beneath him in the Origin Sea, floating quietly was a supreme corpse wearing an Immortal Emperor's crown and a huge gaping hole in his chest.

It is the pseudo-supreme Tao destiny of Tao Palace!
After Dao Tianming, there is a blood mist of blood ancestor.

They all fell into the sea of ​​origin.

No one thought of it.

This will be the end of the war.

wow~

a moment.

Chuhe looked shocked and reached out to salvage it.

The riddled Martial Demon Mountain appeared in his hands. He touched it gently and said with a slight trembling: "The suffering of Martial Ancestor will never be forgotten by my descendants."

As his footsteps moved, Chu He's mind was fully activated, hoping to find the remains of the great elder in the sea of ​​origin.

"Fellow Taoist Hong Tianhai and fellow Taoist Minghe died together, but there are no remains left in the world."

A dull reminder sounded in Chu He's ears.

"..."

(End of this chapter)