"I don't know where the Son is."

Faced with Luo Xiu's inquiry, Emperor Yuan Tian took a deep breath and gave a negative answer.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. No matter what kind of planning and planning you Qingling Mountain has, as long as you are enemies with me, there will be a dead end!"

The black spear in Luo Xiu's hand slowly raised, and the sharp light on the gun blade was sucked and spitted. The cold murderous intent locked Yuan Tian Shenghuang tightly, making his body feel bound and unable to move.

Faced with the threat of life and death, the face of the Holy Emperor Yuan Tian changed drastically, "Luo Xiu, do you really want to be an enemy of our Qingling Mountain? You must know that our Qingling Mountain has a long history, countless powerful Holy Emperors, and several Saint-level ancestors are in charge. Even if you get amazing luck in this ancient land of creation, you will definitely not be able to compete with our Qingling Mountain's heritage, the background of our Qingling Mountain is far from your imagination..."

At this moment, Emperor Yuan Tian still hoped that the other party would be afraid of the Qingling Mountain inheritance behind it.

However, Luo Xiu's answer to this.

Only one shot!

"Chew!"

The pitch-black spear tore the void with black marks, stabbed into the forehead of the Holy Emperor Yuan Tian, ​​and broke through his sea of ​​consciousness.

"ah!"

Yuan Tian Sheng Emperor screamed in a shrill voice, his eyes were filled with endless resentment and resentment, "Luo Xiu, you will regret it!"

"I regret not knowing, but you didn't have the chance to see it."

Luo Xiu shook his head, and the spear in his hand suddenly shook, and with a bang, the sea of ​​consciousness of Emperor Yuan Tian shattered and his head exploded.

Only a headless corpse fell from the air.

The whole world was silent like death.

Ten great saints, ten great saints, and ten thousand cultivators. Such a powerful force surrounded and killed one person.

The final result was that they were all killed.

Luo Xiu's figure stood proudly, wearing blue-gold armor, and his body was surrounded by white jade divine light, which faintly gathered into the phantom of a white jade tower.

Behind his head, a blue-gold source wheel was hung.

In his hand, he held the incomplete Yuanchu magic gun.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked at the void in the distance.

A long way from a distance, there was a mountain towering into the clouds. On the top of the mountain, there was no sign of a man in white, and there was no fluctuation in his body.

But he has a natural temperament, as if he is above all sentient beings and is peerless and extraordinary.

The wind blew.

The man in white fluttered, and every thread of his silk flashed crystal.

The moment when his eyes fell on the person, Luo Xiu felt a very dangerous aura and felt a little awe in his heart.

You know, his current strength is enough to reach the level comparable to that of a middle-level Saint Emperor.

The person who can make him feel the aura of danger is at least a strong man of this level.

At present, with the ban on the ancient land of creation, aren’t only people from the early stage of the Holy Emperor coming?

Just as Luo Xiu pondered.

Suddenly there was another feeling in his heart and he looked in another direction.

He saw the second figure, shrouded in the hazy chaotic light. Even with his eyesight that merged with the four most powerful pupil techniques, he could not see through the blockade of the chaotic light.

"Another era is about to end. I didn't expect that it was just a weaker era, and there would be a genius like you."

At this moment, the voice of the man in white standing on the top of the mountain came. It was clearly far away, but the sound echoed clearly in Luo Xiu's ears. Every word and every syllable could be heard clearly.

From the other party's words, Luo Xiu had some speculations that the other party seemed not from this era.

"You guessed it right. I am from the ancient world called hope. I slept in an unknown period of time, and I am now waking up."

"This era is about to end again. The ancient land is opened for the last time, and the greatest fortune will also appear, so I woke up."

The man in white said leisurely.

I saw him slowly raise his hand, one hand

It means that a little bit in the void is condensed, shining on the eternal blue sky like stars.

The ancient Tao is reflected in runes.

This mysterious rune contains the Tao of a man in white. The power contained in it is different from the power of endless order, but it is comparable to the higher order of the endless era.

In other words, the cultivation and realm of this man in white are equivalent to the Holy Emperor realm of the endless era.

A holy emperor realm that slept in this ancient land at the end of the ancient times?

"Buzz!"

At the same time, on the other side, the aura of the figure shrouded in the chaotic light appeared, and a green lotus appeared beside him, with a mysterious Taoist rhyme faintly confronting the rune aura of the man in white.

"The end of each era also represents the beginning of a new era. When the ancient ends, the ancient land is left behind, called hope. You are the ancient person who is entrusted with hope, right?"

Another figure came from the horizon, and the voice came, "If I was not wrong, you are the son of hope."

This is a handsome man in blue shirt with a beautiful and beautiful appearance.

His eyes stared at the man in white and said something surprising.

Son of Hope?

Luo Xiu didn't speak, just listened quietly.

"You should be the son of endless hope." The man in green looked at the man shrouded in chaos light.

"Every era is unwilling to be ended to be destined, and the fortune of an era is blessed on a young man with infinite potential. Therefore, every son of hope is lucky, not unfortunate, and carries the sustenance and hope of an era."

The man in blue shook his head, his voice seemed to be full of helplessness.

These words made Luo Xiu hear the profound meaning implicitly, and he was also a little surprised.

Putting the hope of an era on a person, such a son of hope carries the blessing of a era. How terrifying should such a person be?

Even if Luo Xiu reached his current state, he could not see through their depth.

At this moment, the man in blue-clothed looked at Luo Xiu again.

"You are an anomaly." said the man in blue.

"In the ancient times, you were also one of the candidates for the Son of Hope, but the ancient people did not choose you, and in this endless era, you were not selected either." The man in blue shook his head.

"I don't understand what you are saying." Luo Xiu frowned.

"You will understand in the future." The man in blue said meaningfully.

"Who are you?" A questioning voice came from the hazy chaotic light.

When Luo Xiu heard this sound, his eyes narrowed slightly, because the sound was a little familiar, which reminded him of the Qingling Holy Son who had never appeared.

"He is the son of Chugu, the son of hope of Chugu's time."

The man in white answered the question.
Chapter completed!