Tian Yuan

Chapter 1955: A drop in the ocean

The road ahead is full of thorns.

There was a man standing on a bloody sun, holding two swords, looking down from a high place, with a murderous aura as vast as the sea.

Someone was dragging a huge iron chain, with a huge hammer at the end of the chain. Every step he took caused the void to tremble, thousands of wails, and the strange sight of mountains and rivers being shattered.

There was a man with two heads and four arms, his body as big as a mountain, holding a long sword in his left hands and a broadsword in his right hands.

Walking through the long river of time, although Chen Qingyuan formed a sword with his right hand fingers, the Taoist rhyme mixed in it was not entirely sword intent.

He once held a silver spear in his hand, suppressed the ancient times, made the heroes of all races surrender, and even killed his way through the God's Bridge, creating a legendary story that people in later generations marveled at.

He used his sword to ward off the enemy, and sometimes the sea of ​​swords surged like a waterfall descending upon the world, drowning all living things.

This sword is called - Fleeting Shadow.

Chen Qingyuan had never bothered about the name of his moves before, because any killing move he made was the best in the world, so why would he bother to name it?

Maybe they are bored and looking for something to do. Maybe they want to gain enlightenment and further promote what they have learned.

"Crack!"

The sword is like light and shadow, appearing and disappearing.

In an instant, he cut off the two swords of the man in front of him and cut through the scarlet sun.

Just one sword, no more, no less.

After Chen Qingyuan drew his sword, he took a step forward.

wow——

The bloody sun collapsed, and the roadblock standing at the top had cracks all over its body, which then spread in all directions and merged into the rules of time.

More than ten steps later, a burly man with a naked upper body, dragging an iron chain and a huge hammer in his right hand, swung over with force without saying a word.

When Chen Qingyuan saw the person coming, his eyes were like an ancient pool, silent and empty, without any emotion.

His expression was indifferent, but he was scheming.

The giant hammer attacked from the side, shattering all the void wherever it passed.

He didn't move until the giant hammer was only a thousand feet away from Chen Qingyuan.

Raise your right hand and snap your fingers.

A rhythm of gunfire was condensed at the fingertips, carrying Chen Qingyuan's belief from past and present life, and he moved forward courageously, never retreating even if he died.

"drop in the ocean."

Chen Qingyuan murmured.

The higher you go, the more insignificant you feel.

The third fairy palace on the Yuanchu Ancient Road, that finger seemed to come from the sky, pressing the imperial soldiers so that they could not move, and exiling Chen Qingyuan's original soul into the long river of time.

Most of the ancient emperors could not achieve such great power.

"Dang! Boom!"

The power of the spear rhythm was like a spark of fire, crossing the space and colliding with the swinging giant hammer in an instant. First there was a crisp sound similar to the low hum of an ancient bell, then there was silence for a few breaths, and then there was a loud explosion.

The giant hammer exploded into countless pieces, and the chains connected to it were also impacted and broke one after another, and finally spread to the shirtless man.

The man's right hand holding the iron chain was like a jade bottle that was broken by the internal force, shattered into pieces, and blood splattered everywhere.

However, he was transformed by the rules of time, and the so-called blood soon turned gray and disappeared.

He has no emotions and only wants to kill any intruder who touches the forbidden area.

Even if your weapon is broken and your right hand is gone, you must not give up.

"You're a little stronger."

Throughout the ages, there have been so many outstanding people. Chen Qingyuan didn't recognize the shirtless man in front of him, and he was too lazy to speculate.

It is rare for someone to just glance up and make a comment.

Being able to withstand a hint of gun rhyme without breaking the rules under Chen Qingyuan's extreme seriousness is extraordinary.

This person is indeed stronger than many of the phantoms of powerful masters over the years, but only slightly.

"The Milky Way."

As he spoke, Chen Qingyuan extended the index finger of his right hand and moved it forward at a moderate pace.

With a single pointing of his finger, the ultimate spear rhythm was still contained.

Moment, beauty.

In the strange river of time, a map of the sea of ​​stars suddenly appeared. It was boundless and seemed to encompass the entire river. The rules of all laws were flowing in it, covering everything.

Just a flick of the finger and there will be no obstacles on the way forward.

The person who blocked the road has turned into a speck of dust and disappeared.

Ahead, a faint white light was flickering.

Chen Qingyuan knew that was the hope of returning home.

It seems to be right in front of us, but in fact it is still a long way away.

Being in this world, we should do something meaningful.

Enlightenment!

The method of sharpening oneself, tempering the body of spirit and soul.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to ancient times.

In pursuit of the great way, he suppressed all the geniuses of his time.

No matter how many troubles and difficulties there are ahead, it is impossible to stop.

Use what you have learned to clear away the thorns.

Since he took it seriously, he has suppressed more than half of the powerful enemies with one move.

These powerful enemies were all important figures in their respective eras, standing above all others and overlooking the universe. However, when their figures of the years collided with Chen Qingyuan, they were so fragile that they shattered at the first blow.

Many days later, Chen Qingyuan met a powerful enemy of time. A gleam of light appeared in his eyes, and his expression finally showed a slight change.

This powerful enemy was wearing a light blue robe and had six fingers on one hand.

The Six-Fingered Divine King attained enlightenment over two million years ago.

He was hailed as the best in the ancient times, and his strength was second only to Emperor Taiwei.

In the Battle of the Divine Bridge three hundred thousand years ago, the corpse of the Six-Fingered Divine King became Chen Qingyuan's strongest opponent. Later, the body of the Divine King fell to the human world and was trapped in the forbidden area of ​​the Abyss.

After the signs of the God King's age appeared, without any unnecessary movements, he took a step with his left foot and crossed the void.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived right in front of Chen Qingyuan, only ten feet away.

The Six-Fingered God King appeared before him and punched him.

"too slow."

Chen Qingyuan seemed to have seen through the Six-Fingered God King's movements. He was not at all panicked, and his eyes were too calm, which was frightening.

boom--

There was a sound of the law exploding, and the punch of the Six-Fingered God King did not hit Chen Qingyuan's head, but left a residual image.

The earth shrinks to an inch and the stars move.

Chen Qingyuan's movements were so fast that even the Six-Fingered God King was unable to detect it in the first place.

At least, the Six-Fingered God King's Shadow of Time does not have this reaction ability.

Bang!

What remained was the afterimage, while Chen Qingyuan's true form appeared on the left side of the Six-Fingered Divine King. Almost at the same time when the Divine King threw a punch, Chen Qingyuan swung his palm.

The invisible palm light covered the shoulder of the Six-Fingered God King, causing his body to tremble violently. Then, because the palm power was too terrifying, he could not keep his balance and was forced to fall thousands of feet.

By the time the Six-Fingered God King had neutralized the remaining power of his palm, Chen Qingyuan already had a new "gift" to give him.

"Pick the stars."

The laws spoken from mouth are no less important than the judgment of the Dao.

As soon as the words were spoken, a palm was delivered.

Relatively speaking, Chen Qingyuan was in a high place, looking down at the Six-Fingered God King right below, and gently swept his right palm towards him.

This attack was like a palm or a claw.

Invisible and uncatchable.