Chapter 1952 Long Kui Bloodline (Three Changes)

"Is he the legendary Qilufu?" Tang Chen and the other brothers and sisters were surprised and surprised, staring at the back of the man in front of them, feeling his breath.

Qilufu, who was once a notorious 'madman', 'madman', and 'big horseman' in the abandoned war world, has a heroic righteousness, a body of righteousness and loyalty, but never accepts any force to solicit him, and fights alone in the world.

The Lost War Realm is a 'sin vat', a 'bloody quagmire', and whoever wants to hold on to a 'justice' in it is simply fantastical, and will be laughed at even more. But Qilufu persevered tenaciously, and persevered to the extreme, was sublimated, and was feared by the world.

No one is unconvinced by the power of the big horseman, an iron sword swept the mountains and rivers, and he stepped all over the blood-colored war world with bare courage, leaving countless legends and creating an unshakable prestige, and he is the only man in the history of the lost war world who can compete with the war demons.

It's just that Qilufu's legend ended a thousand years ago, and since then, Qilufu has mysteriously disappeared and never appeared again, 'dying' at his most prosperous moment, just like the war demon of the past.

Some people say that he was trapped in the central secret land, some say that he was tragically killed in battle in the unknown seas, and some people say that he was forcibly captured by a certain supreme overlord.

But no matter how speculated, Qilufu never appeared again, and there was no clue that he was caught and killed, and disappeared without a trace, without a sound.

Tang Chen and the others all read the legend of Qilufu from the historical materials, and they could feel the praise and righteousness between the lines, and they had also heard the old man mention him. For the aspiring nine brothers and sisters, such a character is definitely worthy of reverence and fascination, so much so that the three words Qilufu have always remained in their memory.

However...... Today......

"Qilufu, the legendary Qilufu, what is he ...... Over here...... ...... our demon spirit clan," the Tang Chen brothers and sisters exchanged glances, becoming more and more strange, and feeling more and more that things were confusing.

The majestic man turned around and looked at Tang Fengye and the others, his appearance was a little hazy, but his aura was like mountains and rivers, his eyes were open and closed, and the sword aura was overflowing, making people dare not look directly, and even Tang Wu and the others suffered a slight sense of oppression.

He is the iron sword of mountains and rivers - Qilufu!

"Where is he?" Qilufu didn't pay attention to Tang Fengye's surprise, nor did he care about everyone's surprise, cold like the iron sword behind him, indifferent like mountains and rivers without emotion.

Prince Cang raised his right hand, five fingers turned, a colorful fairy lotus bloomed brilliantly, brilliant and dazzling, beautiful, but in an instant, the dragon chanted and shocked the world, the dragon power was shocking, the whole space trembled, and a terrifying dragon power blasted into the sky with violent power, shattering the potential to annihilate the clouds, illuminating the heaven and earth.

A glimmer of heaven and earth is fertile, but at this moment, it is all shrouded in strange brilliance and energy.

It was as if the heavens suddenly opened their eyes, and it was as if the heavens and the earth were suddenly dead.

This aura was extremely violent, causing the space to continue to turbulent, and cracks between the earth and the mountains and rivers grew.

It's as if the ferocity that was supposed to erupt in the Spirit Pool has continued to the present.

The ancient ancestral shrine, the magnificent murals, all the portraits, all the stone pillars, all gushing out strange energy, accompanied by brilliant brilliance, hit the sky, turned into all kinds of fierce beasts, there are fierce tigers roaring in the sky, there are divine deer and holy spirits, there are giant crabs in the sky, there are eagles flapping their wings......

All of them were reflecting the sudden burst of energy in the Tomb Ridge.

At this moment, millions of people in the first line of heaven, from the elders of the general clan to the ordinary people, everyone's blood was hot, and the ocean of consciousness seemed to burst out with a strange ferocity, and a mysterious phantom opened its eyes in the soul, inspiring a strange majesty.

More than 3 million ordinary people who have no strength...... Puff kneeling on the ground...... Full of horror......

It was completely uncontrollable, it was completely sudden and terrifying, so abrupt, so fast, that they were a little dazed and even more frightened after kneeling.

All eyes stared at the Grave Ridge, and there was a strange gaze in their eyes.

The five major territories, the nine legions, and the tens of millions of generals were also alarmed on the distant border of the demon spirit clan, and they all looked back at the sky, their blood was warm, their souls were pressed, a feeling that they had never felt before, an unexpected oppression, and a ...... A feeling of déjà vu and a strange awe......

But......

The energy suddenly appeared and disappeared, Prince Cang's five fingers flipped over, and his fingertips burst with imperial power, forcibly suppressing the increasingly fierce dragon power and brilliance, and with the help of the power of the colorful fairy lotus, he absorbed and decomposed the surging energy wave.

When the light is gone, the dragon's power is annihilated.

A young man opened his eyes from the lotus platform of the golden lotus, his left eye was pitch black, his right eye was golden, and it was bursting with terrifying energy, which made people dare not look directly.

The spinning immortal lotus slowly stopped, and the coercion and brilliance permeating the young man's whole body gradually stopped, returning to normalcy and removing all exaggerated aura.

The boy is Tang Yan!

A transformation, a baptism, a comprehensive transformation of Tang Yan's bloodline, awakening the power of the real dragon Kui, this is a reborn change, but also a transformation that has been waiting for fifty years.

Originated from the luck of the three major human races, it played a wonderful role, greatly improving Tang Yan's strength and realm.

Tang Yan doesn't know how strong he is now, and the only feeling is ...... Unstable dìng......

The energy in the body is surging and vast, like an ocean under a storm; the meridians are expanding exponentially, but they still can't accommodate the rushing energy waves; every skin and every bone in the body exudes warmth and crystalline, as if they are deified, from ** mortal womb to supreme god body.

The Desolate Tomb Ridge was silent, Tang Wu and the other marshals were stunned and vigilant, and the fourth elder Tang Yuanque and the night wolf Tang Shou were even more dumbfounded, and they really couldn't suppress the shock in their hearts.

Tang Chen and the other brothers and sisters had palpitations, and they never expected Tang Yan to have such a drastic change, Long Kui was so fierce, as if he was ...... It was born to restrain the demon clan...... Or maybe every demon spirit clan has the mark of the ancestors in it, more or less, but without exception, there is Zài, Tang Yan's awakening...... It evokes the imprint of their veins and inspires an unspeakable sense of surrender and awe.

"What kind of place is this?" Tang Yan woke up and jumped down from the fairy lotus, strange at the barren environment around him, and strange at the aura of everyone present, it seemed that they were all good people.

"Who is he??" Tang Yuanque was confused.

Tang Fengye replied: "Your little ancestor." ”

"Who the hell is it?" Tang Yuanque didn't like to joke the most, but every time Tang Fengye was willing to joke with him, it made him depressed and irritable.

Tang Zhibai said softly: "The child of the first emperor, Tang Yan, the bloodline has awakened Long Kui, and he is also the deputy leader of the War Alliance, the one of the Heavenly Fire Body, he has come back to recognize his ancestor." ”

Tang Yuanque was slightly stunned, and looked at Tang Zhibai suddenly: "Really?!"

Tang Wu and the others were also greatly shocked, Rao is experienced in a hundred battles, and they were all gasping at the moment, and the chaotic and responsible emotions suddenly exploded, impacting their minds and impacting their consciousness.

The first emperor, the child, the ancestor, the dragon Kui...... Arousal...... The Body of Heavenly Fire......

"Are you ......" Tang Yan's attention finally fell on Qilufu, and there was a feeling of déjà vu, incredible, but the real feeling was very familiar.

"He's Qiluf, someone you can trust. Tang Yiyuan walked past Tang Yan, stepped on the gravel on the ground, and walked towards the four deserted graves.

"Qilufu?" Tang Yan almost lost his voice.

Mountains and rivers iron sword, Qilufu!

One of the three kills of the big horseman!

Tang Yan has never found any news of him, and even thought that he had unfortunately died, and over the years, Qilufu has never looked for himself.

But...... He's here?!

"There are some things, some words, I will explain to you. If you choose to believe Amber and believe in the prophecy of the emperor, you can believe me. If you believe me, you can trust Prince Cang today and believe in every word you say. Qilufu bowed slightly towards Tang Yan.

"It's been fifty years, and it's time to give you an explanation. Tang Yiyuan walked on crutches, staggered, walked very hard, and walked very slowly.

At this moment, the Deserted Tomb Ridge is cold and windy, desolate and dead, very quiet and quiet, very cold and cold.

Tang Yiyuan's vicissitudes of life eyes shook hazy, soaked with emotion, and he took a step ...... One-step...... Walking towards the four deserted tombs, his lips and teeth fluttered, as if he wanted to make a sound, but he choked up.

Poof!

Tang Yiyuan knelt down heavily in front of the four deserted graves, tears burst out of his eyes, crossed the vicissitudes of his old face, gathered on his chin, and trembled with his lips and teeth...... Dripping on the wasteland...... Diffuse a shallow moistness.

Too many emotions, too many expectations, all at this moment...... No need to obstruct ......

This moment of kneeling, this moment of frankness, he has waited too long, too tired, too tired.

"Old guys...... Old man, I'm ...... Come...... It's up to you......" Elder Tang Yi burst into tears, choked and whispered, as if all kinds of emotions were stuck in his chest, like endless misery hitting his throat.