Chapter 46 I am God on the battlefield

One hundred and thirty years ago, the golden year of martial arts competition.

That year, three geniuses were born at the same time.

Li Yuanyi, No. 32 on the Heavenly Ranking!

Mu Canglan, seventy-nine on the Heavenly Ranking!

Duhun, ninety-six on the Heavenly Ranking!

A three-day list of a generation, prominent for a while.

And these three people all succeeded in gathering Qi and became powerful in gathering Qi.

In the thousand-year history of Yuanmen, that year can be said to be the most glorious year.

At this time, Yan Pianying, Han Yang, Zhang Wuyou, and Jiang Ziyu were all chosen at the moment, which made the elders present involuntarily think of the Golden Year.

If four top geniuses can be born in one generation, then the Yuanmen will surely usher in a revival.

"pity……"

After a while, someone sighed.

It turned out that although Zhang Wuyou and Jiang Ziyu stepped onto the twenty-third level and transformed their golden bones, the time delay was too long and they failed to be listed on the Heavenly Ranking.

This made the elders present slightly disappointed.

Now that Yuanmen is declining day by day, they all hope to see the former glory reappear in their lifetime.

Unfortunately, hope is just hope after all.

"Haha, you don't have to be like this. Have you forgotten Mu Canglan back then?"

At this time, Xu Ziran, who had always been serious about his words, suddenly had a smile on his lips.

Mu Canglan?

The elders were startled for a moment, then suddenly realized.

"Mu Canglan, although the Golden Bone Trial was not on the list, it was the artistic conception that made him a blockbuster!"

"Yes, the same was true for Chu Lan twenty years ago. The Golden Bone Trial was ninety-nine, and the Artistic Concept Trial was thirty-five!"

"still have a chance!"

The restless hearts of the elders calmed down.

Martial arts talent is reflected in all aspects of martial arts training.

Some people are talented at forging bones.

Like Li Yuanyi a hundred years ago, like Li Xuanyu four years ago.

This kind of person can often achieve achievements that shine in ancient and modern times in the Golden Bone Trial of the Three Heavenly Trials, but in other aspects, they are unsatisfactory.

There are also people who are outstanding in their understanding of artistic conception.

Such as Mu Canglan a hundred years ago.

As for the Climbing to Heaven Ranking, what you can see is the overall ranking of the three Climbing to Heaven trials.

Now, it's just the beginning!

Yan Pianying was still leading the way. When Han Yang stepped onto the 32nd step, she was already one step ahead. She stepped onto the 34th step and entered the test of artistic conception!

"Qiang..."

The moment Yan Pianping stepped onto the stairs, a sonorous phoenix cry sounded on the stairs to the sky.

Around her body, there was a long flame whip, spreading its wings like a phoenix, reflecting a brilliant light.

"Oh? Does this little girl use a whip? She is similar to Master Canglan, but I don't know how talented she is in terms of artistic conception."

"Clang Clang Phoenix Cry! If you can cause the fire phoenix to harmonize, your talent shouldn't be too bad."

Everyone looked at Yan Pianying with a little more expectation.

The Golden Bone Trial, ninety-nine on the Heavenly Ranking, and the artistic conception test, what will happen?

At this time, Han Yang, who was above the 33rd level of the Heavenly Order, was in a dilemma.

"I can feel that there should be other realms above the golden bone... Unfortunately, due to the limited talent, it is no longer possible to further strengthen the bones. It is a pity, such a pity..."

The natural energy of heaven and earth on the stairs to the sky is so abundant that it is unimaginable, far better than the treasures of genius and earth.

If it were not for the limitation of qualifications and the inability to further forge the bones, Han Yang would even be sure to cooperate with the demonic beast's inner elixir to open another acupoint.

Once you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you will meet again.

The foundation of Yuanmen is really beyond imagination.

This type of top-notch, completely reborn formation has never been encountered even in the God Realm in the past.

This small world also has its own extraordinary features.

After sighing in his heart, Han Yang stepped forward with some reluctance and stepped onto the thirty-fourth step.

boom!

The moment Han Yang stood firm, his eyes suddenly changed.

The previous endless mist dissipated instantly and was replaced by a desolate ancient battlefield.

The battlefield was filled with gunpowder smoke, corpses lay everywhere, and broken swords and broken blades could be seen everywhere.

Every corpse here had unimaginable power during its lifetime.

Even after dying in battle, he still retains some of the terrifying power he had during his lifetime, which is intimidating.

"cut!"

Just after Han Yang set foot on the ancient battlefield, a voice sounded from the horizon.

This sound sounded like one person roaring, or like thousands of people roaring.

Following the sound, a blade of light streaked down from the void, slashing towards Han Yang with cruel and violent killing intent.

This sword seemed to be able to split the heaven and the earth.

Han Yang subconsciously touched his waist, but did not touch the Tianque Sword. Perhaps what entered here was just his own thoughts.

"There is no knife in my hand...If that's the case...then..."

He did not panic, and stretched his right hand forward. The martial arts artistic conception resonated with the lost heroes in the ancient battlefield.

"Here comes the knife!"

The dead ancient battlefield was activated by Han Yang's boiling sword intent at this moment.

In the wasteland, among the countless corpses, the light of a knife lit up.

The overwhelming sword light, carrying the unyielding will of the heroic spirits, gathered in Han Yang's hands like an audience with an emperor.

At this moment, Han Yang seemed to be able to control all the lost heroes on the ancient battlefield.

Behind him, there was a huge shadow like a god of war that gathered together and took shape. In his hand was a rusty bronze sword.

There was a time when Han Yang was the god of war in the divine world.

The battlefield is his home field.

Among thousands of troops, Han Yang is the god of the battlefield.

"With one strike of your sword, you can open heaven and earth; with one strike of my sword, I can end life and death!"

One move can end life and death, and it explodes from his hands.

The withered sword intent suddenly collided with the sword light coming from the sky.

…

Beyond the heavenly steps.

"Han Yang! He has also stepped onto the 34th level!"

"I wonder what will happen to his talent in artistic conception?"

At this moment, Han Yang is no longer the son-in-law of the Chen family in the small Luocheng City, but is one of the top 100 in the Heaven Ranking, a top talent of the Yuan Sect.

His every move will attract the attention of many people.

On the goshawk's back, Feng Buping's flaming red hair fluttered in the wind like flames.

His eyes were like a vulture, staring at Han Yang's back.

A few years ago, Chen Yu, armed with Zongheng Sword Intent, cut off his life spear with one sword, causing him to suffer a miserable defeat.

To this day, when I wake up from my midnight dream, the opponent's overbearing sword power can still be a nightmare.

He also wanted to see what Chen Yu's son-in-law would do with his talent in martial arts.

…

Among the group of people, Xu Ziran was the one with the most peaceful mind.

Because, long ago, he learned about Han Yang's achievements in martial arts from Han Yang's information.

That day in Luo City, Han Yang used the second level of bone forging and his dazzling sword intent to defeat Ximen Sheng, who was born in Yuanmen and had an extraordinary martial arts conception.

This test of artistic conception was not difficult for Han Yang at all.

What he is looking forward to now is just what kind of vision Han Yang can finally cause and what kind of ranking he can achieve.

"It's difficult to raise a real dragon in shallow water! Han Yang is in Luo City and without the guidance of a famous teacher, his martial arts will inevitably be different..."

Crazy Tiger Li Ying's men felt ridiculed in their hearts, not caring about Han Yang's performance, feeling that Han Yang would definitely fail at this level.

But at this moment.

vast!

Silence!

bloody!

A breath that seemed to come from ancient times fell from the sky.

Red-brown soil covered the stairs to the sky, and the sky was filled with smoke. Countless limbs and arms were broken, lying in a pool of blood.

The battlefield of ancient gods and demons seems to have turned around and descended into the world.