At this moment, the heavens and the earth froze, and the surrounding void turbulence froze in place, looking from afar, as if this was not a real world at all, but just a picture scroll.

Chen Yuan's eyes widened, he seemed to see the true face of this Chu Taizu in front of him through endless time and space, his appearance was ordinary, his body was ordinary, but his eyes were full of majesty.

It was as if no one in this world could run rampant in front of him, confident that he could sweep away all enemies.

The sharp qi stung the skin and penetrated deep into the bone marrow, but neither Chen Yuan nor Chu Taizu seemed to care, and the eyes of the two sides met, as if they contained everything in the world.

It was the surging breeze that blew his cheeks, and the god-killing spear that could pierce Chen Yuan's body no longer made any movement, and behind Chen Yuan, there was also an illusory figure slowly condensing.

The figure, appearance, and momentum are all the same as Chu Taizu.

The only difference is that it is only a copy of Chu Taizu that is more than a hundred zhang tall, and one is only the size of Chen Yuan, which is completely reduced by hundreds of times.

"Not bad."

A majestic voice came into Chen Yuan's ears very clearly, as if he had sensed his powerful qualifications, and praised him from the bottom of his heart.

"The way of the martial god lies in itself, and those who can do what ordinary people can't do are martial gods. Following the example of his predecessors and walking with blood, he still fell behind after all.

The inside and outside are one, the heaven and the earth return to the heart, and my way is the avenue ....."

The majestic voice continued to sound, passing beside Chen Yuan's ears, as if Chu Taizu was telling him the true way of the martial god, and in just a hundred words, it contained the comprehension of his life.

Of course, to have such an opportunity, the first key point is to survive the eightfold thunder tribulation and consolidate the foundation of the primordial god to a terrifying point, so that he can withstand the double pressure of the rules of heaven and earth and the rules of the flesh.

Those under the eightfold thunder tribulation are almost impossible.

Chen Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and Chu Taizu's voice continued to echo in his heart, as if every time he listened to it, his mind would be clearer.

In the outside world, the picture shown made Xiang Qianqiu take aback, and he looked at this scene in disbelief, his eyes were full of shock.

No way!

No way!

！

Why didn't the brand of Taizu hurt Chen Yuan, why.... Why!

It seemed that a long time had passed in his heart, but in the outside world, it was only a short moment, and the hundred-foot-high Taizu Phantom slowly dissipated into the void.

Only the godkiller was left in place.

The illusory figure behind him also turned into an invisible streamer and burrowed into the god-killing spear, returning to calm.

Chen Yuan slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the god-killing spear with a blank look in his eyes, stretched out his hand and summoned, and the god-killing spear quickly fell into the palm of his hand, conveying more intimate emotions.

As for Xiang Qianqiu, he felt extremely empty at this moment, and the god-killing spear he had cultivated for more than two hundred years was instantly out of control, as if the connection between him and the god-killing spear was directly cut off.

"No.... No way! ”

Xiang Qianqiu seemed to be unable to accept all this in a short period of time, obviously he used the strongest hole card of the Xiang family, and even the earth immortals had hope of killing him, how could such a situation occur.

The Taizu brand disappeared, the god-killing spear lost control, and Chen Yuan.... What exactly was done!

"You.... What exactly was done to the godkiller .... Why.... Why.... Tell me, tell me! Xiang Qianqiu stared at Chen Yuan with a little madness.

"Because, you don't deserve it."

Chen Yuan held the god-killing spear tightly and looked at Xiang Qianqiu levelly, his calm expression was in extremely sharp contrast to the crazy Xiang Qianqiu.

"I'm not worthy?"

Xiang Qianqiu pointed at himself, only feeling extremely ridiculous, gritted his teeth and said:

"What are you kidding, I don't deserve it? This seat is not worthy? No way! No way! For the sake of Da Chu and the Xiang family, this seat did not hesitate to hide for hundreds of years.

For the sake of the great cause, he has been secretly planning for hundreds of years, in order to become a person like Taizu, this seat sat back and watched Xuanling commit suicide, indifferent to the fall of Huaiyi.

I extracted the essence blood of many family members and left a back hand on you, and gave away everything I could, and sacrificed the Divine Killer Spear day and night.

My Xiang family even regards the Divine Killer Spear as the inheritance of Taizu, and they are extremely respectful. Right now.... But you say I'm not worthy? Why do you say that, and what qualifications do you have! ”

Xiang Qianqiu lost his former demeanor and kept shouting at Chen Yuan.

If it's just because of failure, he won't stop here, it's a big deal to leave again, after all, it's not like he hasn't failed, so what's the matter if he starts all over again?

What really made him lose his temper was the collapse of his faith over the years, the imprint left by Taizu was unwilling to hurt Chen Yuan, and the god-killing spear even changed hands on its own, abandoning him, the real crown prince of the imperial family!

He was not convinced!

He was unwilling!

"Do you think this king is joking?"

Chen Yuan said.

Xiang Qianqiu clenched his fists, his eyes were about to split, his muscles were bruised, and he yelled:

"Tell me! Tell me! ”

"Do you think that you have put in a lot of effort and paid a price that is incomprehensible to ordinary people, and the god-killing spear and the Taizu brand must be your hole cards?"

"Isn't it?"

"Of course not! The brand of Taizu, don't say that I am a descendant of the Xiang family, even if I am not, he will not hurt me. ”

"Why?"

"Because, I have the qualifications to be able to become another Chu Taizu, and even surpass it, but you are not, everything you do is just to follow in his footsteps, but in this way, it is even more difficult to look forward to it, imitate others, repeat others, and from the bottom of my heart, I will feel that I am inferior to my predecessors.

But as a latecomer, you should have the confidence to surpass everything and push the confidence of the world, what is the way of the martial god? The god of martial arts, unique through the ages.

If you can succeed just by imitating your predecessors, the ancestors of your Xiang family clearly know that they will break through the physical body first, and then break through the primordial spirit, but why can't they do any of them?

Others don't know the key to this, but the people of your Xiang family have fallen into this misunderstanding. ”

"Where are you better than me?"

Xiang Qianqiu reluctantly raised his head and asked with his long hair draped.

Chen Yuan smiled, he could not have said so much, but at this moment, looking at Xiang Qianqiu's almost collapsed mentality, sometimes if he didn't say something, he would really feel extremely regretful in the future.

If it is anyone, hundreds of years of planning will eventually come to naught, and it will definitely fall into madness.

"Tell me!"

Xiang Qianqiu saw that Chen Yuan did not answer, and continued to question.

"If what I expected is right, you should have achieved the Yang God by the Sevenfold Thunder Tribulation, right?"

"Yes."

"Then do you know how many thunder tribulations I have?"

"You've surpassed the Sevenfold?"

Xiang Qianqiu's eyes widened.

He had once triggered the Eighth Tribulation Cloud, but unfortunately it still dispersed after all, and he also knew how difficult it was to surpass the Sevenfold Thunder Tribulation.

"Yes, I have far surpassed the Sevenfold Thunder Tribulation, and because of this, in fact, a long time ago, I got a trace of the imprint of Taizu.

Because I have the hope of truly stepping into the path of the Martial God, and you, limited by your qualifications and mind, will never succeed, if you want to become a Martial God, you must first pass the Seven Thunder Tribulations.

In this way, we can withstand the double pressure from heaven and earth and the body, and now.... Do you understand? ”

Chen Yuan looked down at Xiang Qianqiu.

"I see, hehehe... I see.... It turned out that I was just a frog at the bottom of the well from beginning to end, and everything I paid was meaningless. ”

Xiang Qianqiu muttered to himself, sometimes laughing, sometimes sad.

And his expression made Chen Yuan feel a heartfelt Shutai, from a long time ago, Xiang Qianqiu was his haze.

It is also a big trouble for his henchmen, planning again and again, breaking the situation again and again, Xiang Qianqiu has almost run through his growth in recent years.

finally

finally saw Xiang Qianqiu, who thought highly of himself, collapse in front of his eyes.

At this time, he suddenly understood why those villains always talked so much nonsense at critical moments, because that was the comfort that could emanate from his heart.

Wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night.

If Xiang Qianqiu really died so simply, he really couldn't stand this meeting, and he couldn't stand the bitterness of being planned by Xiang Qianqiu for so long.

"Now that it's clear, let's hit the road."

Looking at the crazy Xiang Qianqiu, Chen Yuan said softly.

"Hehe.... You and this seat are only between you, why can you think that you can kill me, if I fall, you think you can get out of the way? ”

Xiang Qianqiu, who was in a frenzy, quickly sobered up and sneered.

"You, you are a talent, but unfortunately you have never been able to see the situation clearly, and you have said that Taizu has been imprinted on me, and now the god-killing spear is also in my hands.

The advantage is in me, do you understand? ”

"Hahaha, hubris, hubris! You can kill me with a godkiller? ”

"The confidence of your life is nothing more than the brand of Taizu, which is the source of your motivation, but.... If you die on it, I don't know if you will never be reconciled. ”

"What did you say?"

Xiang Qianqiu suddenly had a bad premonition.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, concentrating on his breath, his flesh quickly cracked one after another, and a drop of essence blood instantly merged into the god-killing spear, he bowed his head slightly, and whispered:

"Please.... Taizu! ”

Suddenly, the color of the void changed, and the means shown by Xiang Qianqiu before reappeared again at this moment, and a terrifying figure that was a hundred feet tall quickly condensed.

With the god-killing spear in hand, the killing intent rushed straight to the heavens and the earth, directly locking Xiang Qianqiu.

From the moment the Taizu imprint appeared, Xiang Qianqiu was horrified in his heart, only feeling cold all over, and he wanted to flee for his life without the slightest hesitation.

But he had also experienced everything that Chen Yuan had just experienced, and the whole world was suddenly frozen, and Xiang Qianqiu's shocked face was even still on his face.

With a light hand, Taizu's phantom directly penetrated time and space, and in an instant, he was close to Xiang Qianqiu, and his eyes were also filled with a look of despair.

......

......

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Before Chen Yuanzhen killed Xiang Qianqiu, the confrontation between Mo Luo and the Patriarch of the Seven Killing Hall was almost at the end of the moment, because of the means that the two sides had left behind each other.

Moro was not lightly injured, but the ancestor of the Seven Killings Hall fell into a state of serious injury, and was always pressed by Moro into the upper hand, so he could only struggle.

For this time, he regretted a little, the benefits had not been fully obtained, but the injury was almost life-threatening, and doubling the divine source could not make up for his loss.

He only wanted to hear the news of Chen Yuan's death and Xiang Qianqiu's help now, but unfortunately, there was no movement in the surrounding void.

His breath was also slipping rapidly.

Finally, after another confrontation, the Seven Killing Hall Patriarch had already worn out an arm, sensing his own injuries, and the retreat in his heart became heavier and heavier.

I don't want to fight with Moro anymore, the other party doesn't want to die, but he is sorry for his life, glared at Moro viciously, and said coldly:

"Today's hatred, this seat is a record, and there will be a time to return it in the future."

"There is no future for the donor."

Mo Luo glanced at the ancestor of the Seven Killing Palace, and the momentum around him rose even more, and the terrifying thousand-zhang golden body once again escaped golden light, and a powerful power swept through the void.

"This seat is dead, but don't you ignore Chen Yuan? Do you think that even a half-immortal can still resist the opponent of Xiang Qianqiu, who is still holding a god-killing spear in the human immortal realm? ”

Moro frowned slightly, but then stretched again:

"It's not bad for a while."

"You...."

The Seven Killing Hall Patriarch's tone was suffocated, and he didn't say much, he directly tore open the void crack and fled, the big deal was to go around in circles here, anyway, he didn't want to fight this dead bald donkey anymore.

Moro didn't say a word, stretched out a finger, wanting to freeze the void and prevent the other party from leaving, as long as it was within the range of the fight, it was very difficult to leave, depending on whether the other party agreed or not.

However, it was also at this time that an incomparably magnificent terrifying momentum quickly filled the void, that kind of aura, that kind of majesty, even Mo Luo and the Seven Killing Hall Patriarchs were a little unbelievable.

I'm afraid this is an existence that surpasses the power of the Earth Immortal Realm, how can it be possible to escape breath here?

The Seven Killing Hall Patriarch was extremely panicked in his heart, and without hesitation, he began to burn the power of the primordial gods, wanting to escape from this place, for fear of becoming the target of the confrontation between powerful and powerful people.

Mo Luo was the same, his face was extremely solemn, and he no longer paid attention to the escape of the Seven Killing Hall Patriarch, and was even more worried about Chen Yuan's safety at the moment.

It's a pity that the Book of Heaven has never sent a message.

He even took out Lu Chengfeng's token, his eyes struggled a little, and the terrifying aura made his Yuan Shen a little frightened, I am afraid that only an existence like Lu Chengfeng can face it.

What the hell is going on?!

Could it be that the immortal gate is wide open, and the immortal realm is not successful?

Otherwise, how to explain it?

It can't be Chen Yuan and Xiang Qianqiu's troubles, right?

......

The god-killing spear was inserted into Xiang Qianqiu's eyebrows, nailing it directly into the void, and in the face of the terrifying Taizu brand, he had no effective means of resistance at all.

All defenses collapse instantly.

And he didn't have Chen Yuan's Altar of Luck as a confidence, and the god-killing spear directly ignored him, the once short-lived master, and released his power without hesitation.

Chen Yuan's eyes were calm and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Qianqiu, the great enemy, finally.... Completely solved.