Chapter 6827： Bloody Natal Artifact

Bloody Natal Artifact

This is a huge dead square, with Wutian's sudden opening, the atmosphere seems to be stagnant!

But what's weird is that Wutian's tone of voice, even though he was dragging the text, didn't let the atmosphere that was about to come full of wind and rain completely explode.

Hua Tiankuang, Xuanyuan Qingtian, and Lu Laoba all looked at Nangong Musheng at this time, as if watching a play!

Wutian is equivalent to a provocative sentence in disguise, how will Nangong Musheng respond?

Will the first place in the two rankings immediately fight if they disagree?

Nangong Musheng, who was leaning on the mountain wall, finally raised his head slightly at this time, and looked at Wutian.

Wutian's closed eyes slowly opened and looked over.

The eyes of the two No. 1 seemed to meet!

But in the next moment, Nangong Musheng looked away, and looked in the direction of Ye Wuque, who had always been like a background board.

Ye Wuque felt Nangong Musheng's gaze, this Tyrant was looking at him.

"You... come from the wilderness?"

At this moment, a soft voice sounded, belonging to Nangong Musheng, like the wind in the field at night, natural and clean.

Xuanyuan Qingtian and Lu Laoba blinked, and immediately looked at Wutian!

Wutian is tantamount to being ignored!

Here Wutian frowned slightly, as if he didn't expect Nangong Musheng to communicate with Ye Wuque suddenly.

But Wutian, who was ignored, didn't get angry. Instead, he looked at Ye Wuque with a look of interest.

Ye Wuque, who was sitting cross-legged, looked calm, facing Nangong Musheng's question, but before he spoke, Nangong Musheng's voice sounded again.

"Heavenly, I have been there once."

"It's a nice place."

Inexplicable words fell one after another, and after finishing speaking, Nangong Musheng just looked away, lowered his head, as if he had started to fall asleep, as if he had been talking to himself all the time, and didn't need Ye Wuque's answer at all.

Ye Wuque still looked calm, and also withdrew his gaze.

"This Nangong Musheng's character...is weird!" Lu Laoba couldn't help but whispered.

Hua Tiankuang stared at Nangong Musheng, and said at this moment: "There is always a thin line between a genius and a lunatic."

"Spirits like Nangong Musheng are absolutely different from ordinary geniuses!"

"If you don't understand it, if you can't see it through, it means the unknown, and the unknown is the most terrifying..." As the third in the Xuanhuang list, Hua Tiankuang's eyesight naturally needless to say.

As for Wutian, seeing Nangong Musheng like this, he smiled inexplicably at this moment.

"Have character, I like it."

He also closed his eyes again, and also began to doze off.

The huge square fell into a dead silence again.

But the silence didn't last long...

Tread Tread!

The sound of footsteps resounded slowly again, but this time, it was no longer one, but two.

Two creatures stepped into the huge square and came to the top of the road to becoming a god.

Huatiankuang and the three looked over!

As far as I could see, I saw two figures stepping in one after the other. After seeing the looks of these two figures clearly, their eyes moved, and they seemed to recognize them!

The leader is a bald head, who looks to be in his thirties, with a tall and straight figure, and a robe fluttering around, like a free traveler.

But a pair of eyes seemed to flow with two long rivers of starlight, extremely bright, even shining, so that one could feel a kind of soaring ambition and strong self-confidence at a glance.

In addition, there is also a calm demeanor that seems to have experienced life and death.

There was a kind of peace and tranquility in the shining eyes, and he looked at the figure that had appeared in the huge square in an instant, and then showed a faint smile, as if he was eager to try.

This creature is ranked first among the top ten seeds sent by the Emperor Burying Spirit Clan, and is the one that the entire Emperor Burying Spirit Clan places the greatest hope of becoming a god...

Turn over!

And the second figure following behind Yan Zuo was dressed exactly the same as Yan Zuo, but with a more introverted aura, like a vase unmoved by the eight winds, and like a reef in the deep sea, with powerful eyes and even more tenacity.

Obviously it is another seed of the Emperor Burying Spirit Clan.

Standing on the huge square, Duan Zu looked back at the mountain road when he came here, and sighed inexplicably.

"Bai Xu, after all, are we the only two who have come here..."

The voice of 蕟蔵 was peaceful, but at this time there was a touch of emotion.

And the Bai Xu he was talking about was the seed of another Emperor Burying Spirit clan. Hearing this, there was a hint of firmness in his eyes.

"They must have tried their best!"

Yan Zuo nodded lightly, looked away, looked at the black-robed man sitting cross-legged like a sculpture in front of him, and murmured: "Yes, on the road to becoming a god, every creature has tried their best, God's will is clear, But man can beat heaven..."

Yan Zuo no longer spoke, but also chose a place to sit cross-legged, and Bai Xu also sat down beside him.

But at this time, outside the huge square, there was a burst of noise and unwilling screams!

"why??"

"Ninety-nine return to one level to enter? Why?"

"I tried my best and paid an unimaginable price to get here, but I can't get in?"

"Not fair! Not fair!"

…

Finally, the large army of Sanhuang creatures seemed to have arrived, but what greeted them was the cruel fact.

On the road to becoming a god, the further you go, the ninety-nine return to one level will fall at any time!

It is conceivable that it is inconceivable that the souls of the ninth level of **** refining can finally come here and successfully reach the twenty-eighth floor of the road to becoming a god.

Each of them must be an outstanding player, and they are lucky enough to be able to do it, so they are all good seedlings.

However, they were stopped before the last step.

Who can accept it?

Rumble!

Click!

Not long after, there was a huge roar from outside, and the ninth level of **** refining, Dzogchen, couldn't control it anymore and wanted to blast through the restrictions, and forced to rush in, but it was of no avail at all.

Desperate roars, unwilling cries, and mournful cries gradually resounded.

A square, separating the two sides.

One side of heaven, one side of hell.

What a pity?

Finally, another creature came in one after another, each of them stumbled and injured, and they were all masters on the Nine-Nine-Return-One-level, that is, the Two Desolation List.

There were about a dozen of them, and they finally came here. After entering again, each of them was in a mixed mood, both grateful and apprehensive.

During this period.

There were two figures that caught people's attention again.

One is the seed of the Yaotian clan, the most powerful one, the one who competes for the status of the emperor, is named... Yuan Zheng.

The other, wearing a gray cloak, concealed his true face, making it impossible to see men and women clearly, exuding a strange aura all over his body, like a shadow.

Almost at the moment this creature appeared, Ye Wuque looked over, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Has the second emperor finally appeared?

But at this moment!

An inexplicable majestic power came from the entrance, causing countless creatures to look sideways.

Even Ye Wuque was attracted to him.

Because of this divine power, he is no stranger to it, having experienced it not long ago.

"This is... the aura of the natal artifact!"

Could it be that a fallen demigod has arrived?

But immediately, Hua Tiankuang narrowed his beautiful eyes again, and slowly uttered three words.

"Yuan Ni God!"

Among the three wildernesses, it can be said that the most amazing talent, the most unbelievable Tyrannical Wilderness is the third one.

Before people arrived, the first thing that caught the eye was a green and gold spear!

Show your sharpness.

The tip of the spear exudes a sharpness that can penetrate the world!

He was held casually by one hand.

What attracted the attention of all living beings was that the green-gold spear was actually stained with blood!

Even, there was still blood dripping down, and the blood seemed to be still warm.

All the creatures who watched looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the next moment, a tall and handsome figure stepped into the square like a figure illuminated by the bright moon.

Yuan Ni God!

Holding the blood-stained lapis lazuli spear in his hand, his face was calm, but there was an indescribable mystery and unpredictability.

"What's going on? That aura should be a natal artifact that can only be possessed by a fallen demigod, right? How could Yuanni God possess it? Could it be that he is also..." Hua Tiankuang was shocked at this moment, and subconsciously looked at Ye Wuque, as As a witness, she had seen the Undead Spear of the Lost God, and many unbelievable thoughts came to her mind at this moment.

But Ye Wuque had a calm face. He looked at Yuannishen who walked in, with an unprecedented blazing brilliance shining inside, and said slowly: "No, this Yuannishen should have just experienced a An earth-shattering battle."

"The **** spear in his hand should be his... trophy."

"Not only the enemy's blood, but also his blood."

"I am seriously injured, but I don't hide it, I don't care, I still come strong, interesting..."

As soon as these words came out, Hua Tiankuang's beautiful eyes immediately shrank slightly, and his heart was boundlessly shocked!