In Seclusion for 10,000 Years, The Descendants Come to the Door at the Start

The dazzling light, the unparalleled coercion, shook the endless world, and all the dark shadows present changed color.

The big hand that protruded from the roulette wheel turned the universe upside down, subverted the heaven and the earth, as if the sun and the moon were all under that palm.

The divine light surged, the coercion rolled, covered the sky and the sun, and the endless divine might shook every inch of space, as if breaking the continuity of time and space!

At this moment, even the old shadow standing on the hundreds of millions of steps showed a slightly solemn color.

"Boom!"

He bore the brunt of the brunt, and was forced to take three steps back by this monstrous coercion, and finally, he had no choice but to raise his dry hands.

Roots are like dead wood, ten fingers are stretched out, aiming at the monstrous big hand.

"boom!"

The shocking collision, the fluctuations swept across all directions, as if shaking the past and the future, fierce and unparalleled.

Nothing is to be seen, and the world seems to have returned to chaos.

I do not know how long it has been.

When the place returned to calm, the shadows stared, and the roulette wheel and big hand in the sky had long since disappeared.

On the opposite side, the three figures of Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and the Lady of the Golden Spirit also disappeared.

But when their eyes looked at the old shadow on the stone steps, they showed shocking expressions.

Because, the body of the old black shadow actually made a squeak sound, and the half-flesh body of 843 was actually covered with cracks and oozing scarlet blood!

The predecessor of the old black shadow was a certain supreme god king in the ancient times.

After endless years, he has kept this half of his flesh and blood, which shows how terrifying his strength is.

Unexpectedly, I was injured today!

Although the strength of the old black shadow is not as good as one-tenth of the heyday, it is still scary enough.

"cough........."

The old black shadow hunched over his body, coughing up some blood, the cracks on his body slowly healed, and staring into the distance, his eyes shone with extremely terrifying light.

"In this civilized era, there is such an existence, it is not weaker than the ancient era..."

His voice was very low, and he felt a strange feeling.

In today's era, the three thousand Daozhou have become their livestock pens, and all living beings are just ants, objects of experimentation.

In such an oppressive environment, such an existence can actually be born.

If placed in his era, wouldn't it be invincible in the world?

"interesting."

The old shadow has been lonely for too long, and it can be said that he is invincible in this world.

But he is reluctant to go to the war world, so he longs for a living being to fight him.

Then he turned his gaze to a group of black shadows below, "Xingqun wastes, let people kill them at the door."

The old black shadow spoke in a low voice, but the kind of coercion contained in it made the black shadows unbearable. For all the black shadows, they were silent and did not dare to say anything. Seeing this scene, the old black shadow shook his head slightly, and the era of peace The so-called invincible existence created is, after all, more than a little weaker.

Obviously, Old Sombra was dissatisfied with them and disappointed.

......................

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Beneath the book of life and death.

Duan Peng, Su Zipo, Yang Xinghe, Qiuyue, Yang Jian, Sun Wukong, and Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, when they came back to their senses, they found themselves here.

The next moment, they saw Lin Yichen's figure.

"Owner!"

"Master!"

Two different titles sounded, the former being respectful and the latter being excited.

Especially Su Zipo, after an unknown number of years, he finally saw the figure who gave him everything again.

Immediately, the first son of the God of War, the great devil who killed the son of the gods in the world, knelt down in front of Lin Yichen with tears in his eyes.

The voice was hoarse: "Unworthy disciple Su Zipo, after ten thousand years, I will worship Master Shizun again!"

Lin Yichen heard the sound and turned around slowly. He looked at Su Zipo who was kneeling there, put out his hand lightly, and patted the latter's head.

"Yes, as expected of my disciple, I know everything about you, it's good to kill, but you are still merciful. If I were to kill all the sons of God, not a single one."

Lin Yichen said.

Others listened and complained silently in their hearts. No wonder this guy is so ruthless. It turned out that you taught him.

If there are teachers, there must be apprentices.

"Teacher is ashamed, the inheritance of the twelve ancestors is boundless, but unfortunately, Tuer's head is very poor, and he has only learned a little bit."

Su Zipo was very ashamed.

Lin Yichen once told him that the Twelve Ancestors are so powerful and unmatched.

But after practicing for so many years, he has only cultivated the dharma, which is simply the fur of the fur.

As long as he reaches the minor stage of cultivation, he can almost swept the entire Temple of War, and there is no need to specially rescue him.

"It doesn't matter, no wonder you, if the inheritance of the Twelve Ancestors is easy to cultivate, it will not be called the Twelve Ancestors."

Lin Yichen is not surprised, Su Zipo does not have the blood of the ancestral witch, and only cultivates the ancestral magician, and it is difficult to go further.

But now this problem has been solved.

Because Lin Yichen possesses the essence and blood of Pangu's origin.

The Twelve Ancestors were originally derived from the blood of Pangu, so, integrating the blood of Pangu, and then cultivating the inheritance of the Twelve Ancestors, it can be described as a thousand miles in a day.

Lin Yichen had thought about all of this for a long time, and Su Zipo's blood essence, the source of Pangu, had already been prepared.

At the moment, Lin Yichen took out the drop of Pangu blood essence.

boom!

As soon as the purple Pangu blood essence was born, there was an unimaginable coercion that burst out directly.

The gloomy aura that originally permeated the surroundings was directly refined into innate spiritual energy under this pressure. If it were not under the shroud of the book of life and death, this world would collapse!

Obviously, Pangu's coercion is too powerful!

At this moment, Sun Wukong, Yang Jian and the Lady of the Golden Spirit all changed color.

They instantly recognized what that drop of purple blood essence was.

The blood of Pangu!

The three of them came from the mythical world, and they deeply knew how precious this drop of blood was!

If it appears in the prehistoric world, it is estimated that it will arouse the coveting of all the existences under the saints of the Tao of Heaven!

Daluo, quasi-sage, without exception!

They were horrified, they didn't expect that the master even possessed the blood of Pangu, this, this is too terrifying!

Especially the Virgin of the Golden Spirit.

After all, the era she was in was the closest to the Great God Pangu, and the shock was also the most profound.

But she touched the Immortal Sword in her hand, and she felt relieved.

It's not surprising that the master even has the Four Swords of Zhuxian and other treasures, and has a drop of Pangu's blood.

If Our Lady of the Golden Spirit knew that Lin Yichen had a Pangu bloodline the size of a river, she would not be so relieved._