The last time, when he broke through the realm, behind the gate, there was a terrifying tyrannical phantom that almost destroyed Chen Gan's consciousness and mind, destroying him. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That time, it was with the help of the Nine Tricks to steal Tianding that he crossed the hurdle.

Unexpectedly, this time, Chen Qian successfully broke through to the first realm of the pulse power realm, but when he opened the nine orifices to steal the third aperture of Tianding, he faced a terrifying existence.

Behind the door, what is there? Although I have a hunch, I can only see and hear with my own eyes and ears when I push open this door.

Chen Qian was covered in injuries at the moment.

However, he decisively injected dragon blood, stirring up the surging sea of blood, turning into a burning sea of fire, and opening the diamond shape on the wall of the third bronze giant ding. Knock, heaven and earth, suddenly there was a shock and resonance. The rhythm of the waves, the beating heart in Chen Gan's body, and the sound of the surging sea of blood in the dantian were completely consistent, and they were all trembling and moving in a peculiar rhythm.

Wow!

The process is irreversible.

Bang!

The third trick of stealing Tianding from the Nine Tricks was finally opened.

Click!

There was a thunderclap in the clear sky, and it came and went without a trace.

Be quiet.

Quiescence.

Dead silence.

Chen Qian was stunned for a moment, he was waiting for the sound of the divine object being successfully opened. However, it was completely different from before, no, there was no movement. At this time, a breath that shook the sky had already descended here, but this great terror, at this moment, was a little terrifyingly quiet.

The calm before the storm.

Chen Gan's eyesight and ear power could keenly perceive that there was no sound or vitality around him. Even the tiny insects in the dirt, in the air, and under the water are gone. In an instant, he killed all the lives within a radius of a hundred miles!

The Nine Apertures Stealing the Heavenly Tripod itself, and the cultivation power of the creatures within a radius of thousands of miles, two percent of the cultivation power that could be absorbed, immediately stopped in this instant.

Is this force even stronger than his current only reliance?

Chen Qian felt it with difficulty, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Most of his own strength comes from stealing the Heavenly Tripod from the Nine Apertures, if he even has to surrender to it, wouldn't he have no strength to fight? Originally, he wanted to open the third aperture, either to absorb power, or to transmit scriptures, or to have other wonderful uses, but now he doesn't, which is not good!

It seems that good swimmers drown, no matter how powerful things are, are not the only ones to rely on. That dependence, once it no longer works, will lead to demise.

"What the hell could it be?" Chen Qian sighed slightly, glanced at the Tianshu in his hand and the little red bird sleeping in his arms, a little depressed.

"Just let yourself come and take a look!" there was a sharp pain in his body, but it woke him up, and his fighting spirit and will came back again.

A hazy huge symbol, composed of countless golden silk threads, suddenly appeared directly above Chen Gan's head, high above the heavenly dome.

There, an opening, a crack.

A war song, turned into countless notes, descended and landed. Countless voices are singing in it, with pathos and desolation, with vastness and greatness, with ethereal suffocation, with endless blood, and with epic consciousness and despair...... It's a magnificent song! from a distant time!

A rousing war song.

It is the ancient ancestors who are singing, and it is the ancient powerhouses who are fighting!

Ancient Song.

Chen Qian felt that his blood was boiling uncontrollably, getting hotter and hotter.

In his heart, there was an infinite battle intent.

Chen Qian's eyes were red, he took a step, and without noticing the abnormality himself, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Whew!

Barren, vast, ancient.

This is a vast and primitive land, full of huge towering mountains that span thousands of miles, on it, there are countless huge plant vegetation, among them, there are huge beasts of dozens of feet, such as dragons and tigers, chirping, moving, and clanging.

In the air, there is an extremely abundant heaven and earth vitality and aura.

The rules and laws are extremely solid, and this is the best place for a party to practice!

In the west, where the sun does not shine, a dark mountain stands tall, piercing the sky, with no end in sight, like a pillar supporting the earth and the sky. It runs through heaven and earth, as if connecting two worlds, and there, there are innumerable, black, densely packed lives.

Every life is a miracle.

Because, they are all peerless powerhouses with terrifying breaths!

In the East, it's a different story.

The battle song was fierce and filled with a blood-colored atmosphere. Countless figures, like mosquitoes, like dense locusts, rose into the sky, with countless colors of light. The first one is a vast figure, standing up to the sky and the earth, holding a big axe in his hand, striding towards the west.

His body burned with a raging flame, not red, but blue as the sky.

Under the shroud of ancient war songs, this army is marching towards the "Tianshan Mountain"!

Obviously, this is going to be a great war for the ages!

Epic wars of ancient times!

"My God, is this a god?" Chen Qian said to himself, at this moment, he was merged into the vast army of strong men, and became the most ordinary soldier.

The first realm of pulse power, here, is just the lowest creep!

Such characters are simply dense and have no end in sight!

Even the huge god of fire has many statues!

In his mouth, Chen Gan shouted, singing an ancient war song that he did not understand, and he was moving forward!

"Who is it?" I felt something unusual. The advancing god of fire suddenly stopped, and with the eyes of the sun and the moon, he scanned the vast and endless battlefield. "Are you my descendants? Who is calculating me!" his voice was like thunder, and as soon as his words came out, it was a divine thunder that was even greater than the Heavenly Tribulation!

Chen Qian was suddenly a little sluggish, he was stunned, and he had a trace of sobriety.

"Where am I, what am I doing? Is this an ancient battle?" he said, surprised.

The army was sluggish, and his pause caused him to encounter several figures who were following him closely.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

They roared, sang war songs, and advanced without stopping, and suddenly collided with Chen Gan's body.

Bumper!

Bang!

Countless forces are stirring, and the turbulent place has exploded one ripple after another.

"It's true!" Chen Qian's cold sweat broke out again, and he exclaimed in disbelief.

"Myself, I've come here, I've traveled back to the ancient times of the distant past, and I've participated in the Great War?" he couldn't imagine or believe this scene.

The eyes of the god of fire finally pointed to the place where something was unusual.