MTL - The Golden Elixir is a Star. Do You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 375 Dongjun’s Wall, Spiritual Realm Martial Master

The blood-red robe, stepping on the bridge that suddenly transformed into two emperors, went against the time to the place of origin.

 Through time and space, across the Black Sea, and against the long river of time.

 Qi Yuan closed his eyes, feeling the erosion of time.

This time, there was no one to chat with, so he could seriously comprehend the power of time and space, just like he had comprehended the gates of ten thousand things before.

"This Black Sea...has no owner, right?"

 “It looks a bit like my Wangchuan River.”

 “Hey, Black Sea, you seem to be destined for me!”

Qi Yuan shouted softly towards the Black Sea.

 His figure goes against time, leaving only an afterimage.

 They saw nothing, but there seemed to be a red shadow flashing across their eyes.

　　Recalling the invincible man he once was.

The good-for-nothing son-in-law had just eaten a big mouthful, and tens of thousands of men in suits appeared and knelt on the ground.

His ancestor was actually the legendary God of War.

Heilu Martial Lord and the other titled Martial Lords also had a look of hope in their eyes for a moment.

This scene reminded him of the plot in the TV series.

Qi Yuan looked at the two emperors Suhu in the black sea and said softly.

 Getting off the bridge, Qi Yuan looked at the Black Sea with an incomprehensible expression.

　　When they saw Qi Yuan appear, these powerful and powerful warrior masters lowered their noble heads one after another.

Crossing the Black Sea, covering the sky with one hand, swallowing the sun with his mouth, this is beyond the power of a warrior master, he is a warrior god!

 “Is this him?” The long-lost memory swept over him, and the one-eyed man’s body trembled. In his mind, the figure of the man who conquered the world and conquered thousands of armies emerged.

“Emperor Suhu, please go back and come back when I am in need.”

 He who has no head also bends down.

 What is the image like?

The nearly ten thousand warrior masters had a look of awe in their eyes.

 “Meet Your Majesty the God of War!”

 Looking around, there are nearly ten thousand.

At the same time, he was thinking about whether the two Suihu emperors could work in the underworld in the future, and how to bridge the gap.

 He pretends to be a system, but pretends to be a failure.

 The Black Sea is as difficult to comprehend as the Gate of Ten Thousand Souls.

 Qi Yuan was a little disappointed.

 “You have felt the black sea and the loneliness.”

 In the countless paintings of mountains and seas, figures one by one looked up at the sky as if feeling something.

Wang Yuanyu also had a complicated expression in her eyes: "Sir?"

 In each scroll of mountains and seas, in every world that Qi Yuan has experienced, there will always be some strong people, and long-standing memories will awaken.

 Only the God of War can explain it!

Fatty Martial Lord was trembling, or this trembling was a trembling of surprise.

That door will tell you something just by looking at it.

This time the dawn sounds like there is hope!

Qi Yuan looked at these martial masters with a calm expression. He thought of something and said softly.

On the boat, the green eyes shrank suddenly: "Master?"

 “My Lord’s command, we are honored!”

 When he appeared again, he came to the tower of the ancestral blood battle.

 The sword in his hand screams, and after the joy and loneliness, there is endless melancholy.

Suddenly the two emperors said in unison.

 At this moment, Qi Yuan's figure flashed.

 She remembered that her husband also said that she should wear silk stockings.

At this time, Qi Yuan finally returned to the place of origin against the Black Sea.

 “Welcome the return of the Dragon King!”

 The war masters on the field looked at each other, either unable to understand or confused.

“At this time, would it be more appropriate for me to tilt my mouth?”

The difference from before leaving is that this time when I came back, there was a group of warrior masters standing on the top of the tower.

 He said with a crooked smile.

 These warrior masters don’t understand his story.

Shouldn't someone say, "He's going to twist his mouth and tear it to pieces?"

He waved his hand: "I am not the God of War, but the Master of War, so don't scream."

 Qi Yuan has always disliked fake strong men.

 He likes to be realistic and treat others with sincerity.

 When the warrior masters present heard this, they felt endless confusion in their hearts.

 Hello, you’re not so low-key, are you?

 You want to be a warrior?

 What are we?

Especially, the sight of Qi Yuan swallowing stars in one mouth was really terrifying.

Even...if Qi Yuan is willing, doesn't it mean that the place of origin can also be swallowed into his belly?

 Qi Yuan said, returning to his throne.

“Everyone should go back to their respective homes. The battle of ancestral blood is still going on.” Qi Yuan said, “With so many people gathered here, maybe some people think that we gather to fight or engage in fornication, which will have a bad influence.”

 He is very socially anxious.

 I feel quite embarrassed to see so many old men and women.

Only when facing Bai Yueguang, he would not be like this, and he would be more enthusiastic.

“The Ancestral Blood War is about to end, and Dongjun’s Wall will also appear. We will...accompany Tianzun to see Dongjun’s Wall.” said a titled Martial Master.

The title of Tianzun comes from the old man from the upper realm whom he secretly learned from.

 At the mention of Dongjun, the eyes of these warrior masters all showed awe and enthusiasm.

This look is very similar to the one he looked at Qi Yuan, but it is not exactly the same.

"Okay." Qi Yuan said casually and said nothing more.

Now, he is eager to ask, who is the Spiritual Realm Martial Master?

Once he becomes the Spirit Realm Martial Master and the Human Realm Martial Master, he will be ready to break through and enter the realm of Ten Thousand Dao Martial Gods.

 …

 As time passed, the world seemed to be on an accelerator, and the battle for ancestral blood accelerated much faster.

 In the tower.

Mu Yan's whole body was covered in blood. Looking at the terrifying monster in front of him, he shouted loudly and poured forward the blood force desperately.

 “Kill!”

 He is bound to get the top thirty spots.

As long as he reaches the top thirty, the ancestor will agree to his request and intercede for Qi Yuan.

 At the place of origin, Qi Yuan will have an extra way to survive.

 “Ah die!” Mu Yan slashed with his knife.

Such a powerful sword is enough to cut off rivers and shift mountains.

 The terrifying monster in front of him was naturally killed by him with one sword.

After killing the monster, Mu Yan gasped for air, a look of hesitation emerging from the depths of his eyes.

“Next time, we will face ten monsters. As long as we defeat them, we can enter the top thirty!”

One monster is so difficult to deal with, ten...

 He gritted his teeth and his eyes were firm.

 Holding a big knife in his hand, he looked forward.

　　However, at this moment, suddenly, his expression shrank suddenly.

 “Three...hundred?”

 In front of him, he saw a mountain-like monster rushing towards him.

These monsters crowded together and rushed towards him.

 The most important thing is that there are three hundred in number!

 If you kill a hundred, you will get the first place.

These three hundred...what the hell?

 Has been targeted?

 This is the only explanation.

 Otherwise, how could we suddenly encounter three hundred enemies?

 “No, we can’t retreat, otherwise... we will definitely be in last place!”

Mu Yan thought in his mind.

What he didn't know was that on a certain floor of the tower, there was a man in black robe standing on a bamboo pole with a helpless look on his face. "Obviously, I'm not afraid of heights at all. Why...don't you dare to move!"

 On the other side, Mu Yan held a long knife and rushed towards the three hundred monsters without hesitation.

 When you leave the show, you have to do so in a chic way.

 “Give it all to...Old man! Die!”

 One strike of the sword is so powerful that it has the potential to cut down stars!

 Click!

Mu Yan blinked her eyes and felt lost for a while.

 The expected scene did not appear.

The three hundred monsters in front of me were like paper, all broken into pieces and turned into flesh.

 He blinked: "Illusion? Are they all fake?"

He was a little confused and doubted his eyes.

 Can you kill so many powerful monsters with one sword?

real or fake?

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

“What an amazing sword, killing three hundred monsters with one sword.

Child, you have reached the end of the peak of the Martial King. This time in the battle of ancestral blood, you should be the leader! "

"What?" Mu Yan was a little confused, holding a big sword in his hand. Looking at the shadow of the martial master in front of him, he had some doubts. Everything was fake.

“It’s my bloodline, you deserve to be the number one martial king!” A happy and hearty voice came, and the figure of a martial master was revealed, appearing next to Mu Yan.

 The warrior master looked at Mu Yan with a look of admiration and doting in his eyes.

When Mu Yan saw the person coming, his expression condensed, and he immediately bent down and said, "Meet the ancestors!"

This martial master is clearly the ancestor of his bloodline and a great martial master.

 At this moment, he was quite confused.

 Why did the ancestor suddenly become so enthusiastic about him?

“No need to be polite, I am very happy to be the champion of the ancestral blood battle this time.” The great warrior master said with approval, feeling quite excited.

At this time, he has concluded that the Qi Yuan that Mu Yan, a descendant of this bloodline, refers to is the Lord Martial God Qi Yuan.

 Otherwise, how could Master Martial God mention Mu Yan and be optimistic about Mu Yan?

Moreover, even if it’s not.

A Martial God said he was optimistic about Mu Yan. If Mu Yan couldn't get the first place, wouldn't this be a slap in the Martial God's face? Wouldn't it mean that he has a bad vision?

 So, at this moment, Mu Yan is the only one who is number one in the battle of ancestral blood!

Hearing the congratulations from his ancestors, Mu Yan still felt a little like he was in a dream and couldn't understand it.

“Since I have won the first place, I will accept the baptism of ancestral blood, quickly become a martial master, and become a member of our ASEAN!” said the great martial master.

Hearing this, Mu Yan had already somewhat accepted the reality.

 He was in an excited mood.

  Could it be said that he is really a unique genius?

In the desperate situation just now, you used a sword that transcended realms to kill all three hundred monsters?

 Thinking of this, he was very excited.

 As expected, he is the protagonist of this world, the son of destiny, and he has constant adventures.

Thinking of something, Mu Yan hurriedly said: "Ancestor, this time I enter the top thirty, can you do it for..."

 He was still in a hurry to Qi Yuan.

“You don’t have to worry about these things.” The great warrior glanced at Mu Yan appreciatively.

Mu Yan was excited and felt that life was on the hook.

However, he must quickly accept the baptism of ancestral blood and become a martial master.

 After all, the ancestor took care of Qi Yuan. After all, it was a favor and there may have been negligence.

 Only after he becomes the Martial Lord can he truly guarantee Qi Yuan's safety.

With excitement, Mu Yan went to perform the ancestral blood baptism.

At this time, at the top of the tower, Qi Yuan yawned.

 “The ancestral blood war is finally over.”

Heilu Martial Master said quickly: "Tianzun has good vision, Mu Yan won the first place!"

“Oh, yes, not bad.” Qi Yuan did not watch the battle of ancestral blood and kept his eyes closed, or occasionally discussed the creation of the underworld with that netizen.

I have to say, that netizen is really a kind person.

 I directly made seven ppts for Qi Yuan as the plan for the underworld.

 Such enthusiastic netizens are rare.

At that time, the netizen also asked, if the underworld is built, can he enter the underworld and become a minion?

Qi Yuan agreed without even thinking about it.

"Now that it's over, shouldn't it be time for Dongjun's Wall to come out?" Qi Yuan looked at the ASEAN warrior master in front of him and said softly.

"Yes!" Martial Master Black Deer quickly replied, "Please Tianzun, please wait for a moment."

 In ASEAN, several titled warrior masters stepped forward.

The aura of blood and martial arts filled the air, and in the tower, an ancient aura rose at this moment.

 Qi Yuan sat on the throne with a curious look on his face.

I saw a **** spot on the wall in front of the tower.

 It seemed to be stained by a drop of blood, and the entire wall turned into blood color at this moment.

 At this time, some information came into Qi Yuan's eyes.

  【Dongjun's wall has a drop of Dongjun's blood on it. 】

 “Tianzun, this is Dongjun’s Wall!” Martial Master Heilu lowered his head and said.

The tens of thousands of ASEAN warriors present looked at Dongjun's Wall at this moment, with awe in their expressions.

"Dongjun is now resisting the catastrophe alone. Only a drop of blood is left outside, on Dongjun's wall, to communicate with us." A titled martial master said with a complicated look in his eyes.

 This kind of complexity involves self-blame and unwillingness.

 I blame myself for not being able to help Dongjun.

“On Dongjun’s wall, you can see a glimpse of the great calamity. I wonder how long Dongjun can sustain it.” Martial Lord Heilu said worriedly.

 He waved his hand and saw a window appearing on the wall of Dongjun.

Through the window, a scene appeared, and terrifying roars and roars came from it, making people's hearts tremble.

Qi Yuan also looked over, and countless pictures came into his eyes.

That is a ray of light, colorful, with various colors, not limited to the colors that can be seen by the human eye.

Every ray of light seems to carry the greatest evil in the world, turning into a terrifying monster, gnawing at the space and devouring everything in the world.

 In the giant mouth of the monster, various rules are broken into fragments and become part of the light and color.

 The whole world, on one side is a huge hair ball, with countless rays of light spreading and entwining, and on the other side is... a back figure.

　　The man in the white robe could not clearly see his face or his appearance.

 He stands in the void, as if supporting the world.

Countless lights and colors cannot swallow him up.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　tive legend , a strange creature that makes a living by devouring everything in the world. The conditions for its birth are particularly harsh. 】

 When looking at the light of the hair ball, Qi Yuan's eyes conveyed important information.

"There are more and more of these monsters, and they are getting closer and closer to the Dawn of Dawn. If we cannot successfully restart the world and resuscitate Dongjun's Taoist companions, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Dongjun to support him alone!" the Black Deer Warrior said worriedly.

 Since the scene they saw last time, the situation has become even more critical.

 He said and looked at Qi Yuan.

If Dongjun's Taoist companion recovers, and with the help of this Heavenly Lord, there is a chance that the catastrophe will really be overcome.

Qi Principle looked curious: "The root demon seems to represent all the emotions in the world, such as jealousy, greed, stubbornness...it is somewhat similar to my original magical power."

His original magical power is the ruler of the virtual world, the inner demon guide.

 For some reason, Qi Yuan felt that he had the same root as this demon.

 In other words, he was not afraid of the root demon that was pressing down on Dongjun.

 It is normal that all things in heaven and earth are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other.

“Tianzun’s original magical power is similar to these negative emotions?” The Black Deer Warrior took another look at Qi Yuan, feeling a little worried.

 After all, this doesn’t look like a good person.

 “This is not a negative emotion, this is obviously positive energy!

envy? To a certain extent, jealousy can make people progress and stimulate people's ambition.

  Lust? For the way of heaven in a world, the more creatures, the better. Lust can drive people to reproduce and produce more leeks!

Arrogant? Isn't it a kind of aloofness and a kind of pride that allows warriors to constantly strive for self-improvement! "

　　　…”

Heilu Martial Lord was silent, feeling that there was some truth, but not much.

The other martial masters also looked at Qi Yuan strangely. Even if they disagreed with Qi Yuan's statement, no one dared to argue with Qi Yuan.

At this time, Qi Yuan looked at the figure fighting against the root demon.

  【Dongjun's phantom, Holy Light Clan. 】

 (End of this chapter)