Heaven Extinction Martial Emperor - Chapter 1453

[Chapter 1446 The projection of the gods (three more)]

Xia Qingchen underground, the reason why he bleeds like this is precisely because the pressure is too great.

The blood in his body was forced to overflow from the pores under enormous pressure, dyeing the surrounding soil red.

There were cracks in the thickness of the sewing line everywhere on his skin, and the bright red flesh was clearly visible.

Not only the skin, but also the bones in the body are sore.

His whole person is already on the verge of breaking apart.

“Just the sixth bright moon, the pressure is so huge, the seventh, eighth, and ninth bright moon, what should it be?” Xia Qingchen’s eyes showed a bit of pain.

Every time 20% of Xingquan’s star power is ignited, so the star power of his first Xingquan has been completely ignited, and there is a raging flame inside.

The second Xingquan was lit by 20%, and 80% remained.

Feeling the long burial and the lack of breath, Xia Qingchen’s feet shook, and her knees flew out of the ground and returned to the ground.

The pressure on the ground was still heavy, and it had seriously affected the flexibility of Xia Qingchen’s hands and feet.

Originally, the movement technique of two thousand feet in one step may now be difficult to perform even in one step and two hundred feet.

But, he hasn’t reached his limit yet.

In the previous life, he had not cultivated his physique and successfully formed the moon of eight or nine months. What is there to fear in this life?

Indifferently glanced at the many tomb guards who were watching, Xia Qingchen raised his head and

shouted: “The seventh round, open!!” During the shouting, 20% of the star power of the second Xingquan was ignited again! !

In the sky, the seventh moon appeared impressively!

At this moment, the tomb guard’s chest was ups and downs, and his eyes were full of excitement: “The seventh round! The seventh round!!”

Staring at Xia Qingchen at this moment, he seemed to see the legendary book emperor six hundred years ago. deep.

The mythical genius who lives in the dusty history.

“In my lifetime, I have no regrets to see a man with a seven-round full moon again.” The tomb guard was filled with emotion.

The rest of the tomb keepers were equally excited.

“He, could it be the rebirth of Shuhuangyuan?” Who wouldn’t be excited to see the legends from 600 years ago again?

But what followed was a great loss.

Because according to historical records, the seventh round of the bright moon has already suffered from the jealousy of the sky, and there will be a projection of gods to the world to prevent its breakthrough.

It seems to be validating their ideas.

Above the sea, a hurricane suddenly blew up for no reason.

From the sea has been swept to Linlang Island.

For a time, the sand and stones flew away, and all the clouds in the sky were blown away, revealing the nine-day stars covered by the moon.

One of the stars, getting brighter and brighter, broke through the coverage of the seven bright moons, and appeared in everyone’s field of vision.

“Here!” The tomb guard couldn’t help but step back, his expression full of awe.

Everyone looked up one after another, and just found out that it was not a star, but a star beam that quickly reached the earth.

Boom—

the beam bombarded the sky above Linlang Island, and after the dazzling starlight dissipated, a translucent but immortal 20 youth was revealed.

He held an ancient mirror in his hand, and his face was a little immature.

“It’s the youth of the Canggu Mirror God!” The second tomb guard was familiar with all kinds of gods, and immediately recognized that the ancient mirror was the artifact of the Canggu Mirror God.

Several tomb guards all looked tense.

Back then, after Shuhuangyuan opened the seventh round of the bright moon, a young projection of a god appeared, blocking his breakthrough.

In the end, Shu Huangyuan failed to break through and died with hatred.

A generation of arrogance has also become a historical symbol, leaving infinite regrets for future generations.

“That’s it.” Di Guiyi’s expression was light, neither sad nor happy.

When the gods were young, they were naturally extremely powerful.

Unless you have the posture of becoming a god, it is impossible to surpass the gods’ youth.

The Canggu Mirror God was young, slowly drifting across the earth.

His eyes are empty and soulless, but he exudes an oppressive aura.

Although the cultivation base is only the peak of the big star, but the momentum is comparable to the peak of the small moon!

After he appeared, he didn’t say a word, just raised his palm and pressed Xia Qingchen.

Boom –

the earth centered on Xia Qingchen collapsed in a radius of one mile in an instant!

Xia Qingchen, who had just come out of the ground, was immediately pushed back to the ground, and was still sinking.

The cracked skin on his body became as thick as a finger, and a large piece of blood spurted out, dyeing the earth red!

Just by pressing it in the air, it surpasses the pressure of the seven moon wheels!

Many viewers of the younger generation were stunned and sweaty.

They thought to themselves, if it was them, that casual pressure would have crushed their bones, and even died! !

“Is this the age of the gods?” Gu Batong swallowed hard.

“It’s not human at all.” Han Xiangdong also had a look of horror on his face.

powerful!

too strong! !

Every move of your hand will cause crushing damage to your peers!

Several tomb guards also felt their hearts tremble.

“Is this the intensity of the gods’ youth?” The second tomb keeper had a complicated mood.

Everyone has been young and frivolous, and he is no exception.

As a generation of Tianjiao at that time, the second tomb keeper was also full of enthusiasm for the gods.

Although it is far from being far behind, it has never extinguished the thoughts in my heart.

Because, he cannot measure the gap between himself and the gods.

But now, seeing the projection of the gods in his youth, he suddenly felt a great sense of frustration.

When he was 20 years old, he might not even be able to stop the projection of the young god in front of him. The gap between them was earth-shaking!

This is just a teenager.

The further you go, the bigger the gap!

“It’s no wonder that Shuhuangyuan suffered a fiasco.” The tomb guard’s mood was also ups and downs.

I have never seen the power of the projection of the gods, and I cannot understand why such a mythical Shuhuangyuan would be defeated.

But when I saw it now, I realized that Shu Huangyuan was not wronged.

God, after all, is God.

Even when he was a teenager, he was so powerful that his peers suffocated.

“Xia Qingchen can lead the projection of the young gods to descend, which is enough to be proud of.” For the first time, the tomb guard cast a point of admiration to Xia Qingchen.

It turned out that in today’s era, there has actually been a peerless youth comparable to Shu Huangyuan.

It’s just that before he has time to show his style and make a name for himself in the history books, he will die on the way.

The rest of the tomb keepers sighed one after another, all regretting that a Gedai wizard disappeared silently in the long river of history.

Bang –

but while sighing, a frantic mighty force erupted from the ground!

A palm print of gold and black, when it was fierce, broke through the earth, shattered the coercion of the projection of the young god, and stood up.

The young god projection lightly raised his palm and swept away the palm print.

His empty eyes turned, and above the pit, Xia Qingchen had crawled out again.

At the moment of the enemy, Xia Qingchen had already suspended his breakthrough.

Looking at the projection of the gods in front of him, there is a trace of doubt in the indifference.

He doesn’t remember people from a thousand years ago, breaking through the full moon, there will be a projection of a god boy to obstruct.

In the thousand years since his fall, many subtle changes have really taken place.

Seeing this, the young god projection slapped it again with the palm of his hand.

“Humph!” Xia Qingchen stood still, under the weight of the seven-round bright moon on his head, and slowly raised his palm: “Beyond one’s own abilities!”

[End of This Chapter]