Chapter 589: One Person, One Shot
The legendary Gun Emperor, but a legendary figure, whether it is in the Tian Yuan Continent or in the Tianyun Sea, there are all kinds of legends about him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In the previous life, Wen Tian thought that these characters were just imaginary existences, made up by others.
But in this life, his vision has become higher and wider, and he also knows that at the end of ancient times, many human races have risen with great power, and they have joined forces, with the help of the power of the four heavenly kings and divine beasts, and finally got rid of the control of the demon race.
As a generation of gun emperors, a overlord spear is invincible to all sides, shocking the heroes, and is a legendary figure admired by tens of thousands of people.
He has experienced hardships in his life, but he has also stepped on glory.
It is rumored that when he was a child, he was talented and did not have outstanding talents, and was often ridiculed by his peers and laughed at as a waste.
At that time, his father was just a blacksmith in the village, and he could only make ordinary tools.
One day, however, his father worked hard to create a spear.
This is a spear that has just reached the lower grade of the yellow rank, and for a monk, it is only the lowest level of weaponry.
But for the young Gun Emperor, this is not only a weapon, but also represents his father.
Because his father has passed away since the spear was made, but he always felt that his father had not left him, but had become the spear and had been guarding him.
That's it, and since that day on, he has been inseparable from the spear, practicing the spear during the day and sleeping with it at night.
Soon, the people of his generation in the village broke through the cultivation, and he was still stagnant, but no one knew that his spear skills had improved rapidly, and he had comprehended the meaning of the gun.
One day, several young demon clans came to the village, this demon clan was unscrupulous, specializing in human teenagers and their sparring partners, often with their sparring partners, and they could not last three days, and fell in a pool of blood.
At that time, he was called the waste of the village, and he was naturally ignored by the young demons, because in the eyes of the demon clan, the weak were not qualified to be their practitioners.
But what everyone didn't know was that every time they fought, there was always a thin figure, armed with a spear, hiding in the shadows and peeking at them.
Whenever the young demons and those teenagers left, he was always alone, secretly walking to the middle of the battle and sitting cross-legged, feeling those battle intentions, and digesting every move of the other party in the battle.
The days are like this, day by day.
One night, when he woke up from his realization, he was greatly stunned, because he suddenly found that there was a strange light flickering in the ruined ground not far away.
Curious, he took a closer look, only to find that it was a palm-sized piece of metal that seemed to have shattered from some weapon.
That day changed the fate of his life.
According to ancient books, there are two different theories.
Some people say that the strange metal was integrated into his body, so that he had an amazing talent, and since then he has risen strongly, and finally stepped on the peak, becoming a generation of god emperors, and is also known as the emperor of guns by later generations.
And there is another theory, he did not blend into the strange metal, but the object of the metal fusion was his spear that never left him day and night.
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Thinking of all the legends about this gun emperor in his mind, Wentian was short of breath, and his heart set off a stormy wave.
But soon, he came back to his senses.
"Kill!" He shouted angrily, and his murderous anger erupted, because this was an opportunity, a great opportunity to kill the ancient demon in front of him.
"Buzz!" Purple light flashed in his hand, and a long sword with a purple body appeared.
Purple sword, heavy sword, shattered star.
With Shatterstar in hand, he raised his hand and flicked it towards the blade of his purple sword.
"Bang!" In an instant, the shattered star shook violently, and then the purple light converged, and the golden light burst out, which was incomparably dazzling, exuding a qi full of domineering and sacred.
At this moment, it is no longer a heavy sword shattering star, but a sword of a country.
I saw that on both sides of the sword, two lifelike dragon patterns were depicted, and there were many ancient runes pouring out.
Roar!!
The next moment, two dragon roars came from its sword body, domineering.
"Hmph~" Holding the golden shattered star, the blonde hair danced wildly and snorted coldly.
Immediately, his body burst up, turned into a golden light and rushed out, and the shattered star in his hand was even more slashed by his high aloft and slashed out.
This slash did not merge into his three-point tyrannical sword intent, but at the moment he slashed out, the two divine dragons rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into hundred-zhang dragons.
"Roar!!" The two dragons roared, their roars were like thunder, full of the might of the dragon clan, like the reappearance of the ancient true dragon, making all the races tremble.
Boom! The two divine dragons were even more wide-eyed, and the dragon intent was arrogant, and with that huge body, they crashed into the ancient demon with a powerful dragon might.
It seemed that sensing the might of the two dragons, the ancient demon's complexion changed greatly for the first time, but in the meantime, he seemed to be unable to move for half a minute because of the power of the seal on his body, and he only watched the two hundred zhang divine dragons kill.
Rumble!
A rumbling sound stopped the clouds, and almost the entire people of the ancient kingdom felt a buzz in their minds at this moment, and they felt that the world was spinning.
"Oh my God! What kind of person could fight with the Ancient Emperor to such an extent? ”
"God of God! Those who can compete with the ancient emperor are definitely the rumored true gods. ”
Countless people were in an uproar, their eyes wide open and their eyes full of shock and disbelief.
"Dead?" Looking at the surging void in front of him, Wentian frowned and said in a deep voice.
Immediately after, his eyes contracted, and his consciousness spread out with all his might.
"At the beginning, the spear emperor who dared to shout with the demons and demons couldn't kill this seat, he could only seal me, and you, a mortal-like ant, also wanted to kill me?"
Suddenly, from the center of the storm came a murderous, vicious voice.
With a bang, the furious aftermath dispersed, and soon, a thin figure appeared.
Although this figure seems to be weak, its limbs are as dry as firewood, as if half a foot has stepped into the yellow spring, but what shocks people is that he stands there and gives people the feeling that it is difficult to bury in the sky and in the ground.
Ancient Demons!
Unexpectedly, with such a powerful blow from Wentian, he was not damaged at all.
Looking at the ancient demon in front of him, Wentian's eyelids jumped, and the whole person was as if he had been hit by divine thunder, and his heart was extremely shocked.
"How so?" His heart became more and more uneasy.
"Gun Emperor, you couldn't completely kill this seat back then, and today, why do you want to fight this seat." The face of the ancient demon suddenly became extremely hideous, especially the bloodshot pupils.
Poof!
A stream of blood splattered, and as soon as this blood came out, in an instant, the entire void was filled with a rich and extremely bloody smell.
Because this is not ordinary blood, but the demonic blood of a peerless demon.
(Fourth watch, around eleven o'clock)
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