The world seems to be losing its color.

Qin Dahai did not notice that the Dragon-seeking Art in his body had already reached its peak. Gradually, a little bit of change had occurred because of the violent true energy. The blood flowing from his body continued to leave his body as he moved forward step by step, condensed in the air. Soon a blood-colored dragon appeared behind him.

The blood-colored divine dragon is filled with murderous intent, just like the most ferocious divine beast in the world.

It roared to the sky, and as its huge body rolled up, the weapons that were held under the sword energy were rolled down to the ground.

Qin Dahai had already walked before the stone sword.

His body was covered with blood and flesh, but he still stood proudly on the earth.

The scarlet light in his eyes kept flashing. Looking at the stone sword in front of him, he roared, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a white sword, slashing and slashing away directly!

And that's when.

The blood-colored divine dragon behind him also roared and poured into Qin Dahai's body.

boom!

The air waves are constantly rolling.

The cave seemed to collapse, and even the entire mountain was trembling.

In front of the Temple of Nine Li.

The great elder who was recovering from his injuries suddenly opened his eyes and looked ahead in disbelief. He felt that he felt a divine dragon awakening. Unlike Qin Huayang and the descendants he knew about, the dragon in front of him carried the most fierce tyranny and hostility in the world, which made people feel trembling.

It's like a demon!

He stared at the direction of the Cangjian Cave. The blood-colored divine dragon seemed to be hovering around the mountain, as if he had noticed the gaze of the Great Elder. The empty blood-colored divine dragon glanced at it from afar. The Great Elder immediately groaned, feeling that his mind seemed to be dispersed by the anger at this moment.

"Great Elder!"

Jiuli guards guarding him rushed up one by one.

They could not see the blood-colored dragon in the eyes of the Great Elder, but they could feel the endless ferocious and violent direction of the hidden sword cave.

"What is that?" Aru asked with a trembling tone.

The elder sighed, with shock and panic in his eyes: "That is the Qi Killing, the Qi Killing God born from the resentment of the heroes of Jiuzhou who have been sacrificed for thousands of years. This generation of dragon-seeking successors will be the Qi Killing God. Qin Huayang, you are such a big deal!"

"Seven Killings and Evil Gods?"

When he heard this name, feeling the tyranny of the Tibetan Sword Cave, Alu and others couldn't help but shiver, as if they would be killed by this violent aura at any time.

The great elder said: "The Seven Killings Fierce Gods are the master of killing heaven and earth. He inherited the resentment and unwillingness of the land of Jiuzhou for thousands of years. He killed to the extreme and even dared to kill heaven and earth."

Kill the world?

Alu and others took a breath.

And at this time.

However, at this time, Qin Dahai was already in a vast space. In this space, it seemed that all creatures had been extinct. The blood on his body fell on the scarlet ground under his feet and disappeared in an instant.

Take a look around.

The murderous intent in Qin Dahai's eyes kept churning.

The scimitar in his hand buzzed, and the knife energy continued to gush out, and there was a bursting breath in the air.

He walked for a while and finally found a lonely altar in front of him. On the altar was a divine sword. This divine sword carved the sun, moon and stars, the mountains, rivers, plants and trees, and the hilt of the sword wrote the techniques of farming and animal raising, and the strategies for unification of the four seas.

Xuanyuan Divine Sword!

And just beside the Xuanyuan Divine Sword.

A man wearing a straw hat and wearing a zipper dress was sitting quietly.

Qin Dahai looked at this person, and the scarlet red in his eyes dissipated, returning to the previous clarity, but under the clarity, there was a murderous intent that shocked the world.

"The ancestor."

Qin Dahai saluted respectfully.

The man slowly raised his head, and a face that seemed to be carved out, with an unparalleled and unparalleled face. His figure was not tall, but it gave people a feeling of being upright and standing tall. His eyes were filled with ancient majesty and mystery. It was such a person that Qin Dahai had seen and had seen in Dayu Palace.

It was the face of a hundred feet giant.

Dayu!

Dayu's voice was very flat, but it was filled with endless majesty and kindness. He said, "I didn't expect that the dragon search lineage would be a generation of evil gods when it was passed down to the ninth generation."

Qin Dahai remained silent.

The fate of the Seven Killings Gods in no matter what era it is, it means that hundreds of thousands or even millions of people will give their names. The most typical one is the former man who slaughtered Bai Qi, and the world was slaughtered.

"But fortunately, you pulled out the Xuanyuan Divine Sword." Dayu said again.

Qin Dahai was silent for a while and said, "I have many questions."

"I can't give you answers to these things, because I don't know either." Dayu shook his head and said.

Qin Dahai nodded silently.

At this time, Dayu suddenly waved his hand, and soon Qin Dahai felt his whole body floating up. He only heard Dayu say, "You have a special fate and are not tolerated by heaven and earth, but since you are looking for dragon disciples for me, you must not forget your original intention!"

boom!

Everything around me suddenly changed drastically.

Qin Dahai found that there had been a scene under him.

This is a battlefield where fighting in ancient times. The man in Jiuzhou, with simple weapons, was fighting the most fiercely with the barbarians who appeared at some time. In the formation of barbarian formation, a guy wearing a light blue robe and looking like a god was ignoring the fight.

A clan of gods!

Qin Dahai gritted his teeth.

When the war entered a stalemate, the members of the Gods suddenly moved. In the blink of an eye, the generals of Jiuzhou died one by one, and the barbarians were slaughtering on the land of Jiuzhou like wolves entering a flock of sheep.

And the members of the Gods clan were still watching coldly.

It was like watching a group of ants fighting.

Wail, pain, tragic, despair!

This seems to have become the theme of this land.

However, in the endless massacre, the unyielding Jiuzhou tribes were willing to die. The resentment and unyielding will of his death continued to gather in the air, and then poured into Qin Dahai's body. Without waiting for Qin Dahai to take any action, the surrounding scenes changed one after another.

It was a battlefield.

There was the glorious war of victories in Jiuzhou and the tragic end of the Jiuzhou Dynasty.

In every war, the gods participated. They used the land of Jiuzhou as a chessboard and kept playing with the world. Countless heroes were slaughtered by them, but countless people stood up to fight to defend this land.

Qin Dahai's murderous intent continues to gather.

The resentment and unyielding spiritual will began to circle in his body.

Stay until the end.
Chapter completed!