Chapter 1485: Advent is coming

Chapter 1485

Divine soldiers, born by nature, are derived from the mysteries of heaven and earth. They themselves have their own "Tao". It can be said that they are derived from the heavens and earth's avenues. The power is beyond our imagination.

After burning Lao to say this, although Feng Hao was enthusiastic, he also had a sense of self-knowledge and did not touch his fingers.

The ancient supreme strong cannot be conquered, which means that no one can force it to recognize the Lord, or that even if it forcibly acknowledges the Lord, it cannot exert its true power. At that time, I am afraid that it is not as good as a spiritual soldier. Just waste.

"Boy, even if you can't subdue it, there is a kind of inheritance of this Supreme in this ancient temple."

When he heard the frustration in Feng Hao's words, he burned and reminded him.

This is not a secret. At that time, the Supreme Proclaimed the World included this article. If anyone can enter the ancient temple, it is very likely that he can obtain a method of inheritance that he left in the ancient temple.

This kind of heritage can be imagined.

Moreover, as Supreme, he will never make any false pretense, it must be left behind.

"This……"

Feng Hao's expression was stagnant, and some words were murmured, his mouth murmured softly, "Would that not mean that this ancient palace can be quite comparable to the Supreme Tomb."

He felt a little dry, and his heart was inevitably hot.

Although there are many opportunities in this world, there are many sacred materials, but the inheritance of this world's supreme level is very small, there is no such thing at all.

Half of the top powers in the Penglai world are because their ancestors had a supreme power, and the other half rely on the strength of their blood to deter the world and stand on top.

It can be seen how amazing this supreme inheritance is. I am afraid that once the news of Xianfu's birth is circulated, it will attract the peep of many strong people. At that time, it will inevitably be a chaos.

"Yes."

There was also a faint excitement in the words of Fen Lao. "However, this fairy house has an autonomous consciousness, and it is in the restricted areas everywhere that only no one can touch it ..."

It has been recorded in ancient history. When the news was released at that time, it caused a wave, but no one could find the trace of Xianfu, unless it was born by itself, or even the supreme, could not find it. Find out where it is.

After hearing this, Feng Hao understood it.

This is a great opportunity in front of the sky. If you do not seize this opportunity, maybe you will not be able to encounter this fairy house in your whole life.

Because, although this Xianfu has appeared many times, almost all of them are quite a century, millions of years ...

"According to records, the last birth of Xianfu was in the ancient times ..."

Fen Lao continued to speak with a faint tone. "It is strange to say that every time Xianfu is born, there must be a major event in the world, every time."

"event."

The wind was so foggy and a little puzzled.

"That's turmoil."

Fen Lao said cautiously, "Also, every time, there is chaos, almost all the world moves, and hundreds of people are chaotic."

With such allusions, Rang Fenghao converged his fiery heart. He said with a strange tone, "Isn't this fairy house a palace of doom."

"Not so. In fact, its appearance symbolizes the coming of a great age, like the mythic period and the ancient times, because of the emergence of the fairy house, the strong emerged, and the world flourished."

Hearing this sentence, Feng Hao's mind flashed an old saying, ‘A hero in troubled times,’

The strong are all driven out of the turmoil, like the supreme ancient times, who is noble in appearance, on the contrary, each has a darkest experience, that is, because of the threat of external forces, let them With amazing achievements.

In the heyday of peace, as now, there are very few people who even reach the peak of the Holy Order. Even the hundred towers made by the three ancient gods are every one hundred years or even longer. Come out and achieve the pinnacle.

"Are the troubled times coming?"

Feng Hao had no fear at all, and his eyes contained a sharp and fierce war.

A troubled world is not necessarily a bad thing. As Fen Lao said, each generation of troubled times is deeply left in ancient history, while other years have long been forgotten and disappeared in the years. In the long river.

"Perhaps, this generation, there may be people out of the emperor."

Fen Lao seemed to have pointed otherwise, and there seemed to be some faint expectations.

Before the barbaric period, it was a peaceful time, but when the chaos came, the strong emerged endlessly, and all kinds of heroes left a stunning fortune at that time.

Even when everyone in the world thought that the Qianqian Avenue was blocked and could not be promoted to emperor, there was even an emperor.

"What to do then."

"Opportunity."

...

In the depths, around the ancient temple, the killing was very fierce, and it has not stopped. In a short period of time, there have been several great saints of Erjie, the strongest in the realm of the saint, let alone the number. After knowing the heart, they all want to rush into the ancient palace and get the chance.

"Just in vain."

Feng Hao sneered at the corner of his mouth, sighing that the world was chilly. In front of interests, there was no humanity, only brutal beastly nature.

But his eyes have always been on the ancient temple, observing its dynamics ...

"Om ..."

The ancient temple bears more shocks, and the glory on the surface is even brighter, just like a round of hot sun, which ignites the dark sky, and illuminates the surroundings as if it were daylight.

Guanghua arrays, like a curtain of water, fall down from the ancient hall, rippling layers of halo, the surrounding space is undulating with its fluctuations.

"what,……"

One of the three major forces, one of the two great saints, finally broke out of the siege and came to the ancient hall, but an accident occurred, and a flash of brilliance came and hit him. On the spot, there was no bones left, only time to leave a scream.

"stop."

This scene was seen by the middle-aged man, one of the three helmsmen, and he suddenly sang loudly, his voice was thunderous, and it shook the wild.

Until this time, the surrounding talents felt that a great coercion came out like a wave of rolls, giving everyone an unspeakable pressure, even the three helmsmen.

This coercion finally let the brain heat them, and they awoke slightly.

"Only one of the elders in my power was destroyed by this coercion."

The middle-aged man said coldly, and suddenly caused a lot of exclamation.

By virtue of coercion alone, it is able to destroy the two great saints. This is indeed a bit scary and shocks them. Even the three of them, who are at the helm, dare not slack off.

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