infinite power system

Chapter 270 The River Crossing Pawn of the Age of Myth
In the mythical battle, waves swept across the heavens and worlds, and the most powerful people from countless small worlds participated in this melee. They are the brightest stars in their respective worlds.

However, in this battle, everyone's light was overshadowed by one person.

He held the Thousand Nights Bow, and his scarlet cloak was raging in blood and fire, becoming the nightmare of many strong men.

Few people can see his true face clearly, because they are not strong enough, and their eyes can't penetrate the fog that covers his face.And the creatures who could see his true face, without exception, were all targeted by his arrows, and their blood spilled into the sky.

Previously, Tang Feng had only heard about this creature from Gu Da's mouth. He never thought that today, he actually saw this powerful person face to face.

"Is this the holy battle?"

Tang Feng's heart throbbed, it was too chaotic, there was the sound of fighting everywhere, blood and bones everywhere, the sky was smashed into a sieve, and the earth was only scorched black.

The rules of heaven and earth are broken, and a round of great sun stays permanently on the western horizon.All the heavens and all realms are full of dusk.

The holy battle, also known as the twilight of the gods, Tang Feng finally understood the reason after witnessing it with his own eyes.

In this battle, there are no gods and Buddhas, no supremacy, and the weapons in the hands of every creature are butcher knives stained with blood.

Here, there are no saints anymore, only living.

"What is the origin of the holy battle?"

Tang Feng frowned. This question had been lingering in his mind for a long time, but he had asked many people, Gu Da, Song Binghe, Old Turtle...all just shook their heads, expressing that they didn't know clearly.As for the ancient books, it is even more unclear.

"There should be a huge benefit hidden behind the outbreak of every battle, but what is the benefit behind the holy battle?"

Tang Feng couldn't figure it out.The creatures participating in this melee are all the masters of one side of the world, and there are not a few immortals like them. They hold immortal weapons in their hands, and they have been certified to live forever, and they will be immortal forever. What else can make them so crazy?
At this moment, his chest became hot again.

The Eternal Holy Flame jumped out again.

During the melee, a man with full head of blond hair looked up, his gaze skipped over Tang Feng, and fell directly on the Eternal Holy Flame.

"The body of the Eternal Holy Flame!"

Tang Feng recognized the identity of the blond man at a glance. He was the ancient ancestor of the Golden Crow Tribe, who had dominated for an era and was also an immortal-level powerhouse.

At this moment, the eternal holy flame was burning fiercely. Seeing this, the blond man raised his hand and ejected a drop of blood, which fell into the eternal holy flame.

Swish.

The flames of the Eternal Holy Flame surged violently, then weakened instantly, and finally only a little flame remained.

Looking at the eternal holy flame that was going to sleep, Tang Feng suddenly felt an uneasy feeling.

Maybe when the Eternal Holy Flame wakes up again, this world will come to an end, right?
boom.

At this time, a loud noise spread throughout the heavens and worlds!

Countless blood beads scattered in all directions, piercing through the void and collapsing the earth with terrifying power.

This is Xian Zun's blood.

Another immortal has fallen!

33 In the sky, a figure, with its back to all living beings, changes in light and shadow.

"That's... a pawn crossing the river!?"

Tang Feng was amazed, the figure in the sky on the 33rd floor had a long sword in his hand, its style and breath were the same as those of the pawns crossing the river.

"Is this inheritance, or reincarnation?"

Tang Feng was stunned. At a certain moment, he saw the profile of that figure, which was exactly the same as the old sword god a hundred years ago!
The same person, the same sword, spanning 100 million years, have actually reached a complete coincidence!

"Jian Zu, you slaughtered my brother, you should be punished!"

33 In the sky, a celestial lord roared and threw his fist at Jian Zu.

The ancestor of the sword in the previous life, the sword god of the future!
At this moment, Tang Feng finally understood a little bit why the old sword god was able to use his own power to condense the luck of the sword in the era of withering swordsmanship, and forcibly pushed the swordsmanship to the peak again, blooming the last light.

Perhaps, this is reincarnation, but it is a kind of inheritance!
Tang Feng watched the mythical battle quietly, he was just a passerby, passing by from the entire mythological era.

In the chaotic heavens and worlds, the rules of the avenue collapsed, and the arrows brought up the deepest night and took away one life after another.

The scenes in front of him flashed through Tang Feng's mind like movie images, and then froze into black and white photos, which settled in the depths of light and shadow.

Tang Feng's figure became unreal, he completely detached from the Three Thousand Ways, and no one could see him anymore.

hum.

He sat cross-legged in the void, under his feet was the endless river of time.

Tang Feng, just stepping on the waves of time, ran down the long river of time for millions of years.

"Boy, what's the matter with you?"

In Tianyu Holy Realm, the old tortoise was in a hurry. Could it be that the Qiankun Ding was different and swallowed Tang Feng's soul?
"Ok?"

Just when he was trying to slap Tang Feng awake, Tang Feng moved.

The Qiankun Ding rotated, the World Tree glowed, and Tang Feng sat cross-legged between the two, with his eyes closed, letting the Three Thousand Ways add to his body.

"Using the Three Thousand Ways as a shackle, we can find our own path."

"This method is against the heavens. If it is detected by the heavens and the earth, it will be chopped into ashes, so I borrow the Qiankun cauldron to suppress it and block the air mechanism."

The old turtle was shocked, this kid was playing with fire!
The ancients said that there are three thousand weak waters, and only one scoop is taken to drink. This is not without reason.There are three thousand roads, and everyone can only choose one of them. This is a customary rule, and no one is accidental.

But today, Tang Feng is about to become this accident!
He is not like other people who only walk one road, but walks through three thousand roads at the same time, so as to carry on the past and create a new road!
"Boy, you are courting death!"

The old tortoise shook his head and sighed, it was too late for him to stop, he could only hope for a miracle to happen.

For millions of years, there have been many people with high spirits, vowed not to follow the path walked by the predecessors, and vowed to become the eternal supreme.

But what is the result?

The bloody names were bleakly written in the history books, becoming examples to wake up future generations.

This path is simply impossible.

This road leads to death.

There is no hope on this road.

"Good luck, boy."

There were tears in the corners of the old tortoise's eyes. The bloody examples reminded him cruelly that Tang Feng was bound to die, whether he died early or late.

hum.

The Qiankun tripod vibrated, and the engraved pictures on it seemed to come alive. The roars of Chilong, Phoenix, and Kui Niu shook the sky, and phantoms revolved around Tang Feng, as if they were praying to Tang Feng.

In addition, strange lights flashed in the eyes of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, and the immortals from all worlds, and they all chanted, as if they were praying to Tang Feng.

boom.

At this time, a celestial stele on the tripod directly manifested.

(End of this chapter)