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However, this statue of Qiankun Ding can compete with the Thousand Nights Bow, which shows its strength.

Tang Feng's heart moved, and Qiankun trembled when he stood up, and the patina on it fell off one after another, revealing its original appearance.

Four-legged and two-eared square tripod, which is imprinted with various patterns, dragon, phoenix, Kui Niu, angel, immortal, Buddha, heavenly monument, long river, throne...... Various patterns are intertwined, full of savage atmosphere.

Airplanes.

At this time, Qiankun Ding shook, as if he had been summoned, and flew in a certain direction.

Tang Feng and the old turtle looked at each other, they didn't know what was going on, so they could only follow Qiankun Ding.

Soon, Qiankun Ding stopped in mid-air. Underneath, there is a two-person tall ancient tree, with stars between the leaves, and the trunk of the tree circles the galaxy, holding one avenue after another.

World Tree.

After two years of growth, it has grown a lot, and now it is becoming more and more extraordinary, and a blade can be cut through a space at will.

At this moment, Qiankun Ding was hovering above the World Tree, as if he was communicating with the World Tree.

A strange sound came out from the Qiankun Ding, like the chanting of the ancient gods and Buddhas, and like the sacrificial sound of the ancient ancestors, and then turned into the cry of the immortal gods.

Every note seems to come from the mythical era millions of years ago, crossing endless time and space, and finally descending on this small world.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?"

The old turtle's face changed, and Tang Feng's eyes were unexpectedly distracted, as if his soul had been cut off!

At this moment, Tang Feng fell into a strange situation.

He was strolling along a large river that was clear and clear, going upstream. Every time he fell, there was a flood of light and shadow, and there were fragments of time blooming under his feet.

He saw a lot of deeds recorded in ancient books, but he couldn't stop or intervene, so he could only keep going.

Finally, he saw a mountain, Yindu Mountain.

A man, dressed in black armor and holding a long ge, faced thousands of enemies alone, burning all his potential and sublimating to the fullest.

"What is the source of the great upheaval?"

Tang Feng tried his best to open his eyes, wanting to see through the layers of gray fog and see what the enemy Bingzu was fighting was, but unfortunately he failed.

With his current cultivation, he can only be a traveler of years, and he can only witness what happened in the past, and he can't intervene more.

Laugh at.

Suddenly, at the end of the sky, two clouds of light lit up in the endless mist, which were a pair of hideous and terrifying eyes.

He seemed to see Tang Feng who was flowing against the river of time, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by killing intent.

In the eyes that were as huge as two rounds of the sun, two rays of cold lightning shot out, which were even thicker and more terrifying than the Heavenly Tribulation, directly shattering the void along the way.

Two cold electricity, with inexplicable rules, can attack Tang Feng, who is beyond the ten thousand realms at this moment!

Tang Feng had a chill down his spine, and in the face of these two cold electricity, he had no choice.

At this moment, a golden light shone in his heart, and a surging golden flame flew out.

Eternal Flame!

This flame of mysterious origin has been sleeping for a long time, but I didn't expect it to wake up today.

"It turned out to be you. ”

The owner of those eyes seemed to be very surprised, but after a short period of surprise, it was even more outright murderous intent.

Following those two rays of cold lightning, a giant claw of scales and armor poked out from the far sky, and the surging power collapsed the sky for thousands of miles!

The Eternal Flame continued to leap, emitting the most terrifying heat, scorching the void and collapsing and twisting.

It seems to have given birth to a new consciousness, and it is full of fighting spirit, and it wants to have a great showdown with that terrifying supreme!

Rumble.

The Eternal Flame tore through the two rays of cold lightning, and then directly collided with the giant claw covered in cyan scale armor.

The brilliance was brilliant, and the scales on the giant cyan claws were scorched, and the flesh was charred black. Although the temperature of the Eternal Flame was still terrifying, it was also noticeably dimmed.

"You're damned!"

The Terror Supreme shouted angrily, and the giant claw swung through the boundless wind and clouds, slapping towards the Eternal Flame again.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a long shot broke through the air and lifted the cyan giant claw into the air.

The ancestor of the soldier is coming!

"Bingzu, do you still have the variable of air traffic control, let's think about yourself first!"

The Horror Supreme sneered, and after glancing at Tang Feng coldly, together with the other Supremes, launched an offensive against the Soldier Ancestor.

"Bingzu!"

Tang Feng was hurt in his heart, he had hoped countless times that he could go back to 10,000 years ago, fight side by side with Bingzu, and attack the enemy from all sides. But now, when he arrived in the time and space of 10,000 years ago, he could only watch the ancestor fight alone.

At this time, a strange force descended on Tang Feng, forcing him to continue walking.

Against the flow of years, Tang Feng has seen a lot.

100,000 years ago, there was a man sitting on the Dan furnace, his eyes were vicissitudes, one finger opened the immortal gate, and the other pointed to break the sky.

Danzu!

With his own strength, he forcibly opened the immortal gate, but he never set foot in the heavenly realm.

He also spotted Tang Feng and smiled at Tang Feng.

200,000 years ago, there was a man holding a long scroll in his hand, hanging a long sword from his waist, stepping on the lotus and singing. He is merry and wanton, and his life is only accompanied by wine, swords, and poems, and he sings during the day, and the shadows become three people.

Qinglian Sword Immortal, Li Taibai.

He raised the wine jug in his hand in the direction of Tang Feng, and then sang an unknown ballad, laughing and crying and walked into the distance.

Tang Feng frowned slightly, if he guessed correctly, Qinglian Sword Immortal was very likely to be the same as Odin, Xuanzang, and Monkey, all of them were illusory bodies.

300,000 years ago, two old men sat opposite each other, with a chess game in the middle.

Confucius and Mencius are two Confucian saints!

400,000 years ago, there was an old man with white hair, riding a green ox upside down, looking at Hangu Pass from afar.

Taoist Lao Tzu!

The more Tang Feng looked, the more shocked he became, he went all the way back and saw many well-known people on the earth.

In addition to Li Taibai, Confucius and Mencius, and Laozi Li Er, there are also poets and saints Du Fu, unparalleled in the world, Lu Bulu Fengxian, Mengdie Zhuang Zhou, and Kong Xuan, the sage of the flood wilderness.

These characters, who have a strong mythological color in the history of the earth, have all appeared in this world one by one, and their cultivation is extremely terrifying.

"Is my guess really correct!?"

Tang Feng was shocked, he never thought that the original face of this world would be like this.

All the way back, Tang Feng finally saw a vague world from afar.

Millions of years ago, the age of mythology!

Even though there was still a long way to go, he still smelled the pungent smell of blood.

The Mythical Battle, which was the battle at the end of the mythological era, in which the gods and Buddhas of the heavens participated, and the terrifying figures such as the Western Twelve Winged Angels, the God of Thunder, and the Sun God were even seen.

Of course, there is only one person who stands out the most.

He, holding a demon bow for a thousand nights.