Call!

A terrifying holy power erupted, and the silver boat began, rising rapidly, rising thousands of meters in the blink of an eye, turning into a black dot and disappearing into Xiao Chen's field of vision.

Xiao Chen was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly flew upward, the gravitational technique was not a real flying martial art, the higher Xiao Chen flew, the greater the gravitational force he received, and the vitality consumed would increase exponentially.

High in the sky, Xiao Chen flew higher and higher, and he could see endless clouds rolling beside him. The pillar of brilliant light in the eyes of the Spirit Gathering Array pierced through the endless clouds, as if it was really about to reach the sky.

The vitality in his body was rapidly consuming, Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and now he could only see a vague trace of the silver warship, and he didn't know how high it was going to fly.

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, directly took out an intermediate spirit stone and put it in the palm of his hand, and in an instant, a terrifying vitality rushed into Xiao Chen's meridians, and the thick vitality filled the meridians at once.

A sense of excitement spread to every skin in Xiao Chen's body, and it felt as if it was about to explode, full of endless power.

Rumble!

Xiao Chen let out a loud shout, and the rising speed suddenly increased several times, and his body cut through a wave of qi in the air, catching up with the silver warship in the blink of an eye.

Thundered!

The silver warship stood at the top of the pillar of light, and with a bang, it instantly turned into a silver warship dozens of zhang high and two zhang high, with flags standing on the bow of the ship, with a big Yan character written on it, flying in the wind.

Around the warship, dark clouds and thunder were incessant, and endless lightning surrounded it.

"You can actually repair it independently, how did the ancient sages refine it. Xiao Chen looked at the silver warship surrounded by thunder and lightning, and his heart was shocked.

Those broken formation patterns, Xiao Chen was originally going to repair them by himself, but he didn't expect that after reuniting the aura of the silver warship, they would be automatically repaired.

Xiao Chen suddenly remembered something, if he let it be repaired like this, as a saint's secret treasure, it would be covered with the saint's mark. Now that the saint is gone, it will automatically look for the descendants of the saint's bloodline and automatically recognize the Lord.

"You have to erase the mark of the saint and put your own mark on it. Xiao Chen's eyes showed a resolute look, and he said word by word.

Beyond the endless dark clouds, through the flashing thunder and lightning, Xiao Chen landed steadily on the bow of the ship, his eyes were full of caution, and the flag with Yan characters written on the bow of the ship.

The black flag seems to have descended from ancient times, standing quietly on the bow of the ship, dancing in the wind, and making the sound of hunting. The Yan characters written on the flag, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, stroke by stroke, seem to have the power of a thousand jun, the edge is exposed, and the momentum is like madness.

Xiao Chen's eyes were like torches, staring at the word Yan tightly, he knew what he was going to do, this was to compete with the saint, and to erase the spiritual imprint of the saint with his own hands.

The danger in it, nine deaths and one life, is self-evident, but Xiao Chen's eyes are extremely resolute, he has no intention of taking half a step back, and his divine sense is like a sharp sword shooting towards the banner.

In an instant, the surrounding scene disappeared in an instant, and Xiao Chen appeared on a thick magma, with hot waves gushing out from time to time, and there were even volcanoes erupting in the distance, releasing endless heat waves and scorched red fire water.

There were nine suns in the sky, and a huge god appeared in the air, exuding a thousand rays of light behind him, and endless coercion was emanating in this space.

Poof!

The god suddenly opened his eyes, shot out a golden light, directly enveloped Xiao Chen, and shouted: "When you see the god people, how dare you be so disrespectful, and you don't kneel down quickly." ”

This sound is like thunder in the nine heavens, and the words are shocking, and in this space, it keeps reverberating, deafening, and makes people feel frightened.

At the end, the voice converged into wisps of echo, which merged with Xiao Chen's heartbeat. The voice became faster and faster, and Xiao Chen's heart also beat with the fluttering speed, as if jumping out of his chest.

Bang! Bang!

Xiao Chen clutched his chest, only to feel a huge pressure coming, extremely depressed, painful and tangled in his heart, his knife-like face was twisted, and he plopped, and his right foot couldn't help but kneel on one knee on the ground.

"Don't kneel down quickly!!" The voice continued to echo in Xiao Chen's ears, as if it was directly imprinted in Xiao Chen's mind, lingering, and could not be cut off.

The divine voice is mighty, above the nine heavens, the sound is like thunder, the words are beady, like a knife like a sword, the edge is wanton, mortal ants, how can they not be afraid!

The power of the ancient saint is so terrifying, even after tens of thousands of years, his mark has such a terrifying majesty, and in this spiritual space, it completely occupies the initiative.

This is a battle that spans 10,000 years, and unless Xiao Chen's divine sense simulates it, it surpasses the existence of this god, or it has no chance of winning.

As soon as he knelt down on the other foot, his spiritual imprint would disappear completely, and his body would become a soulless body!

Xiao Chen worked hard to maintain, a trace of clarity in the Shentai, what could break his coercion in front of the Shenmin and completely trample him under his feet, had he ever seen it?

The ancient saints had seen the gods, so they simulated the gods in this piece of heaven and earth, but the most powerful martial artist Xiao Chen had ever seen was just Yueying, how could he fight with the gods.

Even the Thunder Emperor and the Tianwu Emperor, in Xiao Chen's opinion, it is difficult to have a chance of winning against the Divine People, and the strength of the ancient saints is definitely stronger than the Martial Emperor of the later generations, there is no doubt about this.

Even the saint can't beat it, how can he beat it, the gods and people that the saint visualizes, that is the legendary god, the existence that is more terrifying than the saint and the ancient emperor.

A figure suddenly flashed in Xiao Chen's mind, and Xiao Chen suddenly remembered the man he saw in the Saint Enlightenment Diagram at the beginning, the mysterious man who was entangled by eighteen green dragons.

Rumble!

Xiao Chen snorted lightly, and eighteen green dragons suddenly flew out behind him, and the sound of dragon groans was endless, and the divine sound that echoed between heaven and earth was broken in an instant.

The gods in the sky roared angrily, and the light behind them kept shining, and they said loudly: "Mole ant, do you know that you have committed a great sin?"

Xiao Chen closed his eyes, the Shentai was clear, the corners of his mouth raised lightly and hooked a sneer, and then he opened his eyes violently, and two purple essences shot out, fearlessly facing the golden light of the gods.

"The so-called gods are only the imagination of mortals, born of the beliefs of many people. If I believe in God in my heart, then God is mighty and boundless, and if there is no God in my heart, then all things in heaven and earth exist in my heart, and I am me, and God cannot control me. ”

Xiao Chen looked at the gods in the sky and said slowly, "I should thank you, if it weren't for you, this obsession in my heart would never have been able to be cut off." ”

The journey of martial arts is long and long, and the further you go, the higher the requirements for your state of mind. The so-called natural quality is not so important, and many people with ordinary qualifications in ancient times became holy, relying on strong minds and simple state of mind.

No matter which world it is, there are things that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, and they like to use miracles to explain unknown things, but is there really a god in this world?

No one knows, even if there is, it is by no means the kind of god that people believe in in their hearts, Xiao Chen is here to cut off the obsession in his heart, and it is a great opportunity to temper his mood in the future.

In the final analysis, this divine people is just a wisp of the mark left by the saint, as long as he understands in his heart, this battle that spans tens of thousands of years, Xiao Chen has no reason to lose.

As soon as Xiao Chen's words fell, the light behind the gods began to slowly dim, and the light began to slowly dissipate, and finally dispersed into nothingness.

Thundered!

Behind Xiao Chen, a boundless sea, the sound of the sea was surging, the waves were rolling, and the waves were surging and surging.

A dragon groan, a green dragon leaped out of the sea, and a man with a long knife stood on top of the dragon. As soon as he appeared, the eighteen green dragons that were wrapped around Xiao Chen immediately flew behind him.

The sound of the dragon roaring, endless, shaking in all directions, the edge of this space, there were cracks, spreading in the sky.

The man standing on the dragon's head looked at the gods in the sky, showed a disdainful smile, tapped his toes, brushed his body, and disappeared in place.

Poof!

With a flash of the sword, the heads of the heavenly gods were directly chopped down, and the speed was so fast that Xiao Chen didn't even see his back, and the speed of the naked eye couldn't keep up at all.

Heaven and earth shattered, the scene in front of Xiao Chen's eyes changed again, the volcanic magma disappeared, and on a barren land, a black flag was planted in the center.

As if coming from outside the sky, Xiao Chen slowly fell to the ground and walked towards the black flag, on which a vast character was written.

Xiao Chen didn't hesitate, walked over directly, pulled up the black flag, and in an instant, the wind and clouds surged, the wind blew fiercely, and the sand and rocks were flying.

Call!

Xiao Chen opened his mouth and directly swallowed the black flag, wanting to swallow the Dao rhyme contained in the banner directly, and the space instantly became still.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and carefully comprehended the laws of heaven and earth, and realized the Dao rhyme left by the saint in the banner.

The surrounding environment is constantly changing, and for a while it will be an ancient battlefield full of wolf smoke and blood splashing, a saint has fallen, and the great demon has been destroyed. It will be a snowy night, under the full moon, flowers are flying in the sky, and the talented women are endless.

One will be the enlightenment of the saint, the vision of heaven and earth come out together, standing on the top of the mountain, the endless thunder and lightning roar, the saint in the thunder to perceive the avenue, deriving his own law.

In the end, all this disappeared, leaving only an endless gray, a figure standing in the air, looking into the distance, in the eyes, it was endless loneliness, indescribable loneliness.

This is the life of a saint, who was also young and frivolous, loved and hated, and turned upside down. He was also invincible in the world, going to the heavens and the earth, picking the stars and the moon, and doing everything.

But in the end, what was left was still endless loneliness, and loneliness that no one could understand, leaving a long sigh in the air, the ancient sages were all lonely, and the red dust was empty for thousands of years.

Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and there was chaos in his eyes, and he saw the life of an ancient great sage. It seemed like 10,000 years had passed, and it seemed like only a moment had passed, as hazy as a dream.