Brush pull. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Half a day later, a strange silhouette suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea.

A 10,000-meter dark red dragon carved iron pillar totem standing on the boundless dark blue sea, and there was a silent dead silence on the sea next to the dark red carved iron pillar.

And the 10,000-meter-old rusty dark red iron pillar has been eroded by time.

The dark red iron pillar totem has been covered with rust in the sea for thousands of years, and the style of a horizontal balance above can be faintly seen, which is a scale, and it is two huge ancient trays, with endless vicissitudes.

This mysterious dark red iron scale of ancient vicissitudes is extremely strange overall.

It is engraved with strange carved textures, engraved with the brilliant stars and moons in the sky, and the ancient tribe of animal skins, the ancient scene of slash and burn, the style is similar to the mountain and river sun and moon sword.

"Mountains and rivers, sun and moon swords, ancestral witches' Taoist witches. ”

Chen Xun looked at the half-handled broken sword behind him and smiled lightly, "I also have a half-handled mountain, river, sun and moon sword behind me, but it's a pity that it's an imitation, but it's just an imitation, and the power is also beyond the ordinary Taoist witchcraft." ”

The mountains and rivers of the sword witch and the sun and moon sword seen on the Moyu Mountain are naturally imitations of the ancestral witch and the Taoist witch weapon, Chen Xun knows that the era she lives in should be the alternation of the two eras of the ancestral witch curse emperor, just like the current turbulence.

It was the era when the young curse emperor rose and the ancestral witch in his twilight years was about to die, and the ancestral witch of that era was still the spiritual leader of the human race, and countless people respected him as a god, and countless followers of the ancestral witch were born.

I'm afraid that this ancient fairy admired the ancestral witch and imitated the mountain, river, sun and moon sword, so it was far from the earth-shattering power of the primitive ancestral witch magic weapon.

The sword of the sword witch, the ancestral witch is an imitation of the weapon of the Tao.

And the ancient witch weapon in front of him, "Waiting for the Scale", is the real thing.

It is an ancient and powerful witch weapon that is truly created by the ancestor of mankind, and can fulfill any form of wish as long as it is exchanged for a sufficient price.

Brush pull.

Chen Xun's boat is still moving slowly.

Above the center of this ancient 10,000-meter scale, there is a statue. This ancient statue is mottled, faintly corroded by salty and wet water, covered in patina, corroded by inky black seaweed, and somewhat eroded by the vicissitudes of time.

The statue is a man who is as handsome as he is perfect.

Wearing the black sacrificial clothes of the ancient spell witch, it seems that he has a bland temperament, which seems to make people easily ignore all his sense of existence, but rather ignore it, it seems to be integrated with the whole world.

Just looking up, my heart was full of shock.

There was an irresistible aura, and the man was covered in carved silver jewelry, black sacrificial witch clothes, and a shawl with black hair, and his clothes were extremely cumbersome and luxurious, with a sense of exotic Miao Jiang style.

The statue of the black-robed sacrificial robe stood in the center above the scale, gently and slowly looking up at the sky, his eyes were full of depth, as if he contained ~ an endless world, but he was holding a long sword in his hand, with mountains and rivers, sun and moon, and slash and burn.

"Ancestral witch, the ancestor of mankind. ”

Chen Xun stood on top of the boat, looked at the statue of a man with a sword on the balance above 10,000 meters, and slowly bowed gently.

Because there is no ancestral witch, I am afraid that the human race has become extinct in ancient times, and his voice is full of admiration: "Ancestral witch, one of the two strongest men in the history of the human race along with the curse emperor." ”

Chen Xun's face was slightly regretful, but he was touching. "It's a pity that I haven't reached the top of Tianqing Mountain before, I haven't seen the heroic appearance of two peerless heroes, and I can't fight with the two ancient kings. ”

The Ancestral Witch and the Curse Emperor, these two terrible men stood proudly at the pinnacle of the world and ushered in the human era.

The ancestral witch gave the hope of the rise of the human race through cultivation, opened up the era of the ancestral witch, and led the ancient great witches to fight against the false gods in the sky, and the curse emperor followed closely behind the era of the spell master, leading the human race to the peak.

The ancestral witch gave hope to the human race, and rose in the midst of the end.

The curse emperor attracted the prosperity of the human race, and finally opened up the prosperity of the human race.

"But at present, there is no ancient rare spiritual object in the sky, the only innate spiritual thing that becomes a demon, there is no oppression and no external trouble, it is just the prosperity of human beings, but there are disputes between human beings. Chen Xun sighed softly, sighing.

"They want to open up a third era under the two sages, and the name of the ancient ancestor witch curse emperor. ”

Chen Xun faintly felt the undercurrent surging in front of him.

The peaceful future of the previous life changed because of his crossing, and Chen Xun had already understood this when Yu Wushen and Chen Xun said that he wanted to kill immortals, and the future variables were too great, so his heart was not easy at this time.

In this life, there is not much time for him to become an immortal.

Brush pull.

Under the gray sky, the dark blue water is still slowly surging, making a deep wave sound.

Chen Xun pondered in the boat, and after half an hour, the huge balance of 10,000 meters standing on the sea in the distance gradually became larger and clearer, and a heavy sense of historical vicissitudes rushed towards him.

Sand.

Chen Xun's boat was anchored under the dark red dragon pillar of Libra.

Stopping at this huge pillar of Babel, which needs to be hugged by hundreds of people, the eyes are full of dark red rust, and the salty and humid smell of the sea, and the ancient witchcraft in front of you is covered with seawater and seaweed, faintly decaying.

Chen Xun suddenly used his fingers to gently scrub the texture of this ancient witch artifact, which was extremely rough and cold with the unique characteristics of the material, and even the carved texture on it was faintly blurred when he looked closely.

Even if it is a witch forged by an ancestral witch, it cannot withstand the ravages of time.

"The ancient witchcraft that can realize any wish, no one has maintained it, and it has been soaked in the sea of the 'Mohai Dragon Palace' for tens of thousands of years, even if the quality of the witch produced by the ancestor witch is not bad, but is it really good to let the treasure of the human race go like this. ”

But right in front of him, Chen Xun was gently touching the rough rust of the dark red iron pillar, remembering the history of this ancient witch weapon, and sighing at the strength of the ancestral witch, but he faintly heard a certain shock.

Thundered.

Thunder exploded.

The huge spiritual power fluctuations exploded in an instant, and suddenly an earth-shattering wave slammed into Chen Xun's boat.

Chen Xun gently steadied the small boat swaying in the tsunami, looked up and looked down the dark red iron pillar of the sky, and found that above this ancient scale, on the two trays, two small figures were fighting on this ancient witch weapon.

Thundered.

Dark clouds swirled, and countless dark red thunderbolts turned into golden sparks and scattered in all directions.

The waves of the sky were rolling on the top of the clouds, countless winds, fires, thunderbolts and lightning were exploding, and the entire area had turned into a Jedi with scattered spiritual power, and the rampant spiritual power was scattered everywhere.

The two figures stood on a scale tray with a 10,000-meter-high iron pillar totem, each standing on a scale tray, engaged in a life-and-death battle.

(To be continued.) )