Chapter 101: The Great War of the Century

The phantom didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble master, and was about to have a seizure, when it saw the huge fist, it hesitated for a moment, and said, "Hmph, okay, now I'm not Lao Tzu." Wait for Lao Tzu...... Well, when I grow, you kid will suffer. ”

Hei Yichen sneered and said, "In my world, I am Lao Tzu! You remember! You want to go sideways, no way! It's a big deal, you get out of my body, I don't lack magic weapons. ”

The phantom wanted to cry without tears. When it encounters a master who is more arrogant than him, it can only consider itself unlucky. But what this kid said is also true, and he also has this capital to be proud of. At that time, when he was in the Divine Demon Mirror, there were many divine weapons that wanted to recognize him as the master ≡ himself, uh, using super... It was only through the indiscriminate means that he was forced to admit himself.

Well, although this master is cross-pointed, he has a good foundation, and he can't easily offend him until he fully recovers. Think about it, where to find the master who is absorbing the qi of heaven and earth for twelve hours?

The phantom figured it out, and it immediately became flamboyant, and said with the face of a passerby: "Okay, okay. But you have to promise the old ...... Promise me to be diligent and kill more enemies. Just those few minions' essence yuan is not enough for me...... Uh, not enough for me to stuff my teeth. You must know that only when I recover can the power of the black knife be fully activated. Don't you just have an extra layer of encryption and encryption to save your life?"

Hei Yichen said disdainfully: "It depends on whether Lao Tzu is happy or not! You should be honest with me, come to something real at the critical moment, don't brag to Lao Tzu." Lao Tzu is going to die, you have to finish playing, and you can't find such a good master as me. ”

The sword spirit was so fierce that he couldn't beat him, and he was about to have a seizure, but he finally gritted his teeth that had not yet grown together, endured it, and said, "Okay." Uncle, I'm ...... , uh, I'll bear with it!

This black knife has the power of a god, this sword spirit should have been arrogant before, it is rare that it knows how to converge at this moment, knows how to advance and retreat, and must have experienced unimaginable suffering. Only those who have suffered setbacks can tell when they should be an uncle and when they should be a grandson.

Hei Yichen was secretly funny, but he said strangely: "If you don't accept it, you have to bear with Lao Tzu!" Hey, little knife spirit, I said, what is the origin of this black knife?"

Wow, is this calling me? Woo, Lao Tzu ruled the world back then, killing the gods and demons, who dared to call me the little knife spirit, hum, Lao Tzu will cut off his little... What's that, it's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs, I'm still going to endure it. Alas!

There was a dangerous flash of fire in the sword spirit's eyes, but when this fire met the huge fist, it was extinguished.

"If you want to talk about the origin of this black knife, that's amazing. Have you ever heard of 'Heavenly Sword Revealed, Emperor Returns'? This black knife is ......."

Hei Yichen was not afraid of striking the sword spirit at all, and directly interjected: "Isn't it the Black Sky Slashing Divine Knife!"

Well, what is the meaning of "Isn't it the Black Sky Slashing Divine Sword", do you know...... Forget it, if you continue to think about this ignorant boy, you are about to collapse.

The sword spirit's heart liver was bleeding, his little eyes were filled with tears, and he continued aggrievedly, "Yes, it's the Black Sky Slashing Divine Knife." When the heavens and the earth first opened, at the beginning of all things, this black knife existed at the top of the black water, a stubborn stone conceived by the aura of the black water. ”

According to the statement of the sword spirit, the origin of this black knife is indeed earth-shattering.

This stubborn stone contains the aura of heaven and earth, and absorbs the essence of heaven and earth by itself. The founding ancestor, Yuan Ling, stumbled upon this stubborn stone, so he calcined it into a big knife and gave it to his eldest disciple, Hongjun Ancestor.

Hongjun Ancestor cherished it very much, and spent a hundred days to practice a spiritual object, and gave this black knife as a knife spirit, and named this black knife the Black Sky Slashing Divine Knife.

Subsequently, in a competition, Hongjun Ancestor gave this Black Sky Slashing Divine Knife as a prize to the first place winner - his second disciple Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Although Yuan Shi Tianzun fought bravely and had world-shattering skills, he himself had divine weapons and was not used to using broadswords as weapons, and then gave the Black Sky Slashing Divine Sword to one of his favorite disciples.

Hei Yichen rolled his eyelids wordlessly. Boasting so much, but you still have to rely on Lao Tzu to help you condense the sword spirit body, what kind of words is this! Hei Yichen asked disdainfully: "Since you are so powerful, little knife spirit, how did you become so weak and can't help it?"

Weak can't help but be windy? Wow! Lao Tzu was ...... back then. Well, it's a little weak now. But it's not my fault! God, earth, why is my mouth so cheap, I have endured it for thousands of years, why do I help this kid when I see him in trouble, I just help him, and I can't help but scold my mouth. It's okay now, I'm now a little knife spirit!

When the sword spirit called the sky and grabbed the earth, no one sympathized, and when he encountered this ignorant master, the sword spirit burst into tears, and he could only swallow it back into his stomach obediently, "This disciple died young, he should not be famous in history, and there is almost no name left in our era and his heroic deeds." But he is one of the heroes I admire and admire the most, and his name is called. ”

Jiang Yufu is indeed not very famous.

But the next sentence of the sword spirit, Hei Yichen almost didn't get angry.

"The surname is Jiang, the name is Yugang, and some people call him the Emperor of Shenlong Yan. ”

When Hei Yichen heard this name, he couldn't help but gasp, and he wanted to kick the smug face of the sword spirit with his foot.

The Xuanqian Continent, like other continents, enshrines the Five Emperors: the White Emperor, the Blue Emperor, the Yellow Emperor, the Yan Emperor, and the Black Emperor, so each continent has legends related to the Five Emperors, and of course, there are also legends and stories about the Yan Emperor.

According to legend, Emperor Yan Shennong, the half-brother of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, descended to the world as the Martian dragon in the sky to benefit the world. The continents still regard Emperor Yan as the ancestor of the Divine Dragon. And the people of all continents are proud and proud that they are the descendants of the dragon.

Dragon's bloodline, dragon's legacy!

Most of the gods worshipped by the Divine Race, the Divine Dragon Clan, and other ethnic groups are this Divine Dragon Ancestor, Emperor Yan!

Hei Yichen was shocked, "Damn, which Celestial Empire are you talking about? This black knife is his weapon?"

The sword spirit raised his head proudly, and said smugly: "Hmph, don't be so uneducated, what a black knife, it's the Black Sky Slashing Divine Sword!" At the beginning, it was in that war that destroyed the world that the Divine Dragon Yan Emperor held this Black Sky Slashing Divine Sword, fighting the heavens and the earth, and was almost invincible in the world......"

Hei Yichen was confused, and hurriedly shouted: "Little Dao Spirit, stop, stop, what kind of war? Didn't this Divine Dragon Yan Emperor die young?"

The sword spirit also realized that his mind was jumping too fast, and this simple-minded human might not be able to understand, and it recalled with difficulty: "It should have been tens of thousands of years ago, or tens of thousands of years ago, anyway, a long, long time ago, at that time, this continent was collectively called the Xuanqian Continent. It was in this continent that a century war broke out between gods, immortals, spirits, humans, and demons. ”