Gu Qingquan was bathed in the warm golden light, feeling indescribably comfortable, and the injuries on his body were slowly repairing under the golden light. The path of the weak water trick began to shift, and the circuit between the spirit core and the small whirlpool also underwent subtle changes.

Jin Shan looked at the golden phantom in mid-air in horror, the coercion of the superior made him unable to move at all, and the blood in his body flowed slower and slower, becoming colder and colder. Every cell in my body trembled, and it was a fear that came from the depths of my soul.

Most of the city fell silent under the pressure of this ancient coercion. Everyone looked at the Gu family in horror, and they didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, their legs trembled like freshly cooked noodles, full of elasticity and rhythm.

Only Ye Bin didn't seem to be affected in any way, his body fell to the ground with a light turn, staring at the golden phantom in mid-air, leaning on the long sword and falling into deep thought.

Gu Qingquan's eyes were tightly closed, his consciousness had already drifted to the clouds, and the blue beads around his neck emitted circles of blue halos. The intersection of blue and gold is incomprehensible.

This is a white world, with no sun, no clouds, just an endless void. A huge white temple floated strangely in the void, and the air was filled with a pure, rich, and sacred aura.

The white temple does not have a trace of dust, about twenty meters high, two rows of white pillars stand in front of the temple door, the front eight and the back eight, the diameter is about two meters up and down, one by one Xuan lines lie on the white pillars, exuding an ancient atmosphere. Gu Qingquan looked at those Xuan patterns, feeling strange and familiar, just like when he saw the hollow pattern on Jin Shan's copper axe before.

A golden figure stood at the door of the temple, with his back to Gu Qingquan, tall and straight, just quietly going to that station, the noble air was natural, the arrogance was fully displayed, and he was not angry and arrogant.

Gu Qingquan stared at the golden figure, and a wonderful feeling welled up in his heart, looking at him, as if he was looking at himself. As soon as this idea came out, Gu Qingquan couldn't help but have a stirring spirit, such a bold idea.

While Gu Qingquan was secretly thinking about it, the golden figure had slowly turned around. Gu Qingquan raised his head, but was surprised to find that he couldn't see the appearance of the golden figure clearly, and the distance between the two was only two feet. Gu Qingquan rubbed his eyes, but he still couldn't see what the man's face looked like. The only thing that could be seen was a blue water pattern between the eyebrows of the golden figure, which was exactly the same as the water pattern that appeared when Gu Qingquan erupted.

Under Gu Qingquan's gaze, the blue water streak actually began to move, swaying enchantingly between the eyebrows of the golden figure. Gu Qingquan looked at the blue water pattern in a trance, and there seemed to be something more in his mind. With the fluctuation of the water pattern, the surrounding air also rolled up in a circle of ripples, and the huge aura fluctuation tore Gu Qingquan's soul, Gu Qingquan quickly retracted his mind and withdrew his gaze from the blue water pattern.

Countless doubts surged in his heart, Gu Qingquan swallowed his saliva, and was about to ask something, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't make any sound. What am I doing, what is the situation? Gu Qingquan snorted in his heart, and spoke again, but still no sound came out.

"Your dignity, your hatred, need to be honored with the blood of your enemies! At this moment, a majestic baritone voice came from all directions, resounding through the void. Gu Qingquan knew very well in his heart that this voice came from this man's mouth, and he could clearly feel the expectation, resentment, and vicissitudes in this voice.

Where is this? Who are you? Who am I, who will be your heir? How can you know the heart of the earth? A series of questions welled up in Gu Qingquan's mind, and he lost consciousness in a dazzling golden light.

In the sky above the Gu family compound, the golden phantom slowly lowered its head, staring at Gu Qingquan for a long time, and the sky had been rendered into a dazzling gold. Under the gloom of the dark clouds, like the twilight of the sunset, into the endless twilight.

"Dusk, twilight of the gods......" A sigh drifted through the sky, and then dissipated into the cold winter wind.

The golden phantom glanced at Ye Bin intentionally or unintentionally, and then it became fainter and fainter, and then disappeared into the golden light, and the golden light that wrapped Gu Qingquan also supported his body and slowly fell to the ground, all of which poured into Gu Qingquan's body. The coercion was instantly removed, and the people who were enveloped were also relieved. At the first moment of regaining their freedom, everyone bent down to breathe heavily, their backs were already soaked with cold sweat, and the tremors from their souls lingered for a long time. I'm afraid that in this life, it will be difficult to forget today's scene.

Ye Fengchen stood in the courtyard of the Ye family, covering his heart as if he had been hit by lightning, and stared at the Gu family, who was it? Suddenly, a delicate face flashed through Ye Fengchen's mind, could it be him?

Gu Qingquan slowly regained consciousness, sat up from the ground, and was surprised to find that all the injuries on his body had healed, and it was even better than the best state before. After investigating the condition in his body, Gu Qingquan jumped up from the ground in surprise.

He has broken through to the one-star Great Samurai and the four-star Grand Karcist, and both the warrior and the warlock have mentioned a realm in unison.

What's more, the weak water trick covers more and more meridians, and a mysterious circuit is formed between the spirit core and the small vortex. Now I can not only communicate with the outside world, but also have a complete circle inside. As we all know, when the aura and yuan power are released, they cannot be taken back, and can only be ingested again from the air. Gu Qingquan is different, the aura and the yuan force are poured into the circuit of the spirit core and the small whirlpool from another channel, which is equivalent to opening a back door to his body, and the yuan force and the aura can be freely converted, and the more they accumulate, the more they will be. When not fighting, it settles in the circuit as storage.

It not only reduces the burden on the small whirlpool and spirit core, but also solves the problem of the lack of aura and yuan power in battle to a certain extent. Except for the lack of mental energy, everything is so perfect.

Brushing the hair in front of his forehead, Gu Qingquan thought about the golden figure he saw when he was unconscious.

"Bang dang-" A crisp voice came from the side, and I saw that Jin Shan's hand on the side was soft, and the copper axe fell to the ground, and the whole person was supported by the copper axe. This teenage yellow-haired boy, a weak person who can be easily pinched to death in his own opinion, can actually attract visions of heaven and earth, and with such a terrifying coercion. In Jin Shan's understanding, the golden phantom that appeared just now belonged to the vision of heaven and earth.

The purple-clothed people in the Gu family's compound all looked at Jin Shan with bloodless faces, and they couldn't raise the slightest battle intent in their hearts. Jin Shan stared at Gu Qingquan, it was just a one-star upgrade, if he could seriously injure him the first time, he would be able to seriously injure him the second time. Lifting the copper axe with difficulty, Jin Shan said to himself in his heart.

"It's just that I've advanced to one star, and I still can't escape the fate of dying at my hands!" Jin Shan looked at Gu Qingquan, and his sense of crisis became more and more intense.

Half-step martial artist. Gu Qingquan definitely judged Jin Shan's cultivation realm. Your dignity, your hatred, need to be sacrificed with the blood of the enemy! Suddenly, the words of the golden figure suddenly lingered in Gu Qingquan's ears. Feeling the abundant strength in his body, Gu Qingquan raised the Songtao Sword.