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Yang Qian repeatedly looked at the black iron in his hand. At this time, Long Lao's voice sounded in Yang Qian's mind again.

"It looks ordinary on the outside, but I feel a strong aura from it. That aura is very unstable, and it can't be perceived unless you have amazing perception. ”

Long Lao's vigorous voice made Yang Qian's spirit uncontrollable for a while. At the same time, his brows furrowed, and he asked, "Very powerful aura?" ”

Long Lao groaned for a while and said, "That's right. If I'm not mistaken, it's the power of the imprint. ”

"Sigils?" Hearing Long Lao's explanation, Yang Qian opened his mouth wide in surprise.

The mark is a magical power that can only be used by powerful martial cultivators. They engrave the message they want to convey into a seal through powerful spiritual power, so as to preserve it forever.

Normally, these powerful martial arts cultivators would inscribe their lifelong martial arts in their imprints and pass them on to those who were destined to inherit his lifelong learning.

Therefore, when he heard the word imprint, Yang Qian was both surprised and delighted.

"It's so hard to fathom, and I don't know what's in it, so I asked you to take a picture of it." Elder Long laughed a few times, and then said, "The aura of the imprint is extremely weak, and it should have existed for an infinite time. Try it by pouring your spiritual power into this black iron block and see if there is any reaction. ”

Hearing this, Yang Qian frowned and said, "Is this okay?" However, the imprint usually has a very powerful prohibition, and if it is injected with spiritual power to perceive, it will be countered by the forbidden power. ”

"With me here, you don't have to worry about it at all. Just give it a try. Moreover, the forbidden power on this should have been almost exhausted. "Long Lao Dao.

Yang Qian nodded, and did not hesitate at the moment.

He placed the black iron on the table, then took a deep breath, stretched out his right hand, and pressed it against it.

Suddenly, a cool feeling came from the palm of the hand, which was extremely comfortable.

Yang Qian condensed slightly, and then mobilized the spiritual power in his body, along the palm of his hand, the wisps of it were input into the black iron block.

At first, the black iron block did not show any abnormality, but as time passed, the spiritual power that Yang Qian imported into the black iron block gradually accumulated and increased. At this time, a faint black light began to glow on the surface of the black iron block.

"There's a change!" Yang Qian was immediately overjoyed, and couldn't help but increase the input amount of spiritual power.

The black light grew brighter and brighter.

Then, an incomparably vicissitudes of life came from the black body. An incomparably bright light lit up from the black iron, and the entire black iron became transparent.

Yang Qian stared at the black iron that had become transparent, and saw that in the center of the iron block, there was a cloud of thunder and lightning that was constantly intertwined and shining.

"What is this?" Yang Qian's heart suddenly burst into flames.

"This is ......" Long Lao's voice sounded, and even Long Lao was full of surprise, "Sure enough, it is the power of the seal, but the forbidden power to protect him has been completely dissipated, so you inject some spiritual power, and this mark will be revealed." Looking like this, it seems to be some kind of power inheritance, or some kind of martial arts inheritance. ”

"Silly boy, you've got a big bargain. Don't hurry up and absorb it! Long Lao laughed.

Is the imprint inherited?

What is hidden in the background? I'm really looking forward to it.

At that moment, Yang Qian closed his eyes and concentrated. The spiritual power was input into the black iron block, but because the black iron block had become transparent, it could be clearly seen that the spiritual power injected by Yang Qian was completely integrated into the thunder and lightning.

Thunder and lightning flashed continuously, making a sizzling sound.

I don't know how long it took, but the thunder and lightning finally changed. A **** electric current came out, directly down Yang Qian's palm, and instantly reached the depths of Yang Qian's mind.

Yang Qian only felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his whole body was suddenly numb, and his consciousness was in a trance. It took a long time for him to regain consciousness.

And when Yang Qian's consciousness regained, he found himself on an empty battlefield.

It was an ancient battlefield, and the smoke was everywhere. At this time, on the battlefield, the men and horses on both sides were rushing to kill, the blades were connected, and the blood burst out.

On the ground, countless war horses as big as lizards rushed to kill, and the earth trembled.

In the sky, countless huge flying birds swooped down from time to time, their sharp claws directly crushing the heads of enemy humans.

There are also flying dragons in the sky, wanton and horizontal. The dragon roars in the sky, and the majesty is unlimited!

"Oh my God, what kind of war is this?" Yang Qian stood in the center of the battlefield, looking around. Seeing this war scene, Yang Qian's heart was extremely shocked.

The crumbling behemoth passed through Yang Qian's body, and the loud rumbling sound was deafening.

And just as the two sides were fighting, suddenly a man in white rose into the sky and stood in mid-air.

The wind ruffled his clothes and the hunt rattled.

His whole body shone with electric light, and he stood in mid-air, like a god.

The blue lightning flashed staggered on his body, making a sizzling sound, and then the man in white suddenly moved, holding the ball in front of his chest with both palms, and suddenly a blue compressed lightning ball was suspended between his palms.

Shine brightly!

At the moment when the thunderbolt ball was at its brightest, he suddenly let go of his palm, and the thunderbolt ball flew into the sky with a whoosh like a wild horse. The compressed lightning suddenly collided, turning into countless lightning bolts and thunderbolts from the sky!

Thundered!

Thunder!

Suddenly the sky was full of clouds and clouds, and dark clouds were overwhelming. Behind the thick black clouds, a strong thunder light shone out, and at this moment, a figure more than ten feet tall appeared in the air.

Rumble!

The tall figure slammed to the ground, and immediately stepped the two huge "lizard" mounts into the ground.

At this time, Fang saw the true face of this tall figure.

It was a giant made entirely of lightning. Electricity shone all over his body. He was tall and mighty, with a thunderous roar coming from his mouth.

"Thor's Fury!"

Skyrim, the man in white shouted.

Suddenly, the "Thor" on the ground became frantic, trampled on his feet, and directly trampled countless lives into flesh. At the same time, he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and suddenly the sky exploded with thunder, and thousands of lightning bolts slashed down like silver snakes thousands of years ago.

Zizizizi......

Almost instantly, the large number of war horse warriors were all struck by lightning, and their bodies were scorched black, and black smoke came out of their mouths......

In an instant, the flames erupted, and everything turned into charcoal......

The hustle and bustle of the battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Only the god of thunder is still roaring.

……

This ancient battlefield gradually disappeared from Yang Qian's sight, and then a majestic voice sounded in Yang Qian's mind.

"After waiting for 10,000 years, I finally waited for someone who was destined......"

The voice seemed to come from an infinite distance, and it seemed to be in the ear.

Just this voice gave Yang Qian an infinite shock.

"Dare to ask the senior's name and surname." Yang Qian asked respectfully.