I, Who Created The Fantasy World, Became The Supreme Villain - chapter 155
Chapter 155
157: Truth, Chu Feng, Golden Calf
“buzz”
Soon, in Qin Beixuan’s mind, Ji Wuxuan saw the boundless sea of bones, the nine dragon pillars that seal the four poles of heaven and earth, and the ancient bronze coffin that buried the incarnation of heaven.
Just when Qin Beixuan was trying to open the coffin, Ji Wuxuan seemed to sense that something terrible was about to happen, and his heart was beating.
“Roar!
As if just as Ji Wuxuan thought, on the day Qin Beixuan lifted the seal, a pair of huge green pupils suddenly appeared, like the power of the sky, a terrifying sense of coercion came over the surface, making Ji Wuxuan unable to breathe for a while.
“presumptuous!”
At this moment, a light and shadow appeared in the nine dragon-locking pillars, and a beautiful woman dressed in white appeared hooked from the ancient bronze pillar.
The moment she appeared, a golden light in her hand penetrated Qin Beixuan’s mind and shattered his soul.
“Goddess?”
Ji Wuxuan’s face showed a bit of consternation, and he recognized that this phantom was exactly the same as the phantom he saw in the Soul Searching Primordial Sword Art.
But then, Ji Wuxuan suddenly showed a bit of understanding.
Qin Beixuan is worthy of being the Supreme Heaven’s Chosen, and it really is not so easy to die. According to the fate of the son of luck, the next step should be the goddess who discovered the ancient swordsmanship and rescued him.
It’s just that he happened to rhyme, and brought him to the hook.
At this time, the goddess obviously did not find the ancient sword art from the other party, and the Suolongzhu she lived in should have a certain restraint effect, so she did not catch up.
Thinking like this, Ji Wuxuan used the Heaven Swallowing Magic Art to absorb the opponent’s Primordial Sword Divine Body and end Qin Beixuan’s life.
Sure enough, the son of luck like the other party can’t be careless at any time. If he really waits for the goddess to treat him with good luck, with Qin Beixuan’s background, he is really afraid that he has the ability to threaten himself.
And that relic,
Ji Wuxuan looked at the cemetery, thought of the sea of bones in Qin Beixuan’s mind, and thought of the ancient bronze coffin that sealed the sky, and finally left slowly.
Anyway, the Primordial Sword Art is in his own hands, and it is better to wait for the strength to improve before taking the opportunity of the goddess.
As for Blue Star’s treasure that may breed rhyme..
Ji Wuxuan looked between the sky and the earth, and urged the immortal emperor Tongu to the extreme.
Blue Star, Chu Family Courtyard in Tiangui City.
A fifteen-year-old boy was sipping a pot of clear tea and turned over the ancient scrolls in his hands attentively.
Beside him, there is a golden calf with a lovely appearance, sitting cross-legged like a Taoist, with one hoof pointing to the sky and one hoof pointing to the ground.
This young man’s name is Chu Feng. He has a privileged family since he was a child. He is very obsessed with ancient mythology and history. Especially now that he has regained his aura, he feels that many mythological stories are true, and he is very eager to explore some relics.
The golden calf next to him is the harvest of his last expedition to the ruins, and it has a lot of magic.
But that time, Chu Feng almost lost half of his life, during this time he had to stay at home quietly to recuperate his body.
“Did something happen?”
Suddenly, Chu Fengfeng put down the ancient scroll in his hand and looked beside him with some doubts.
Beside him, the little calf looked at Hope, his eyes glowing with a touch of gold, and his temperament was like a living Buddha for a moment, but the smile that evoked the corner of his mouth destroyed this sacred aura.
“This is… what treasure was found?
Chu Feng has been with the calf for a while, so he naturally understands that the calf must have discovered something.
While Chu Feng guessed, the little calf had already walked out.
Chu Feng hurriedly followed, fortunately, from time to time, he would get some spiritual fruit to nourish him, so that Chu Feng’s physique was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he could barely keep up with the speed of a calf.
After a while, the golden calf stopped, Chu Feng looked around, and found that the white smoke was billowing in front of him, and countless water vapor filled the air.
In his memory, this was a river, but now the river has evaporated.
While he was amazed, the golden calf showed a slight hesitation, and then jumped down.
Seeing this scene, Chu Feng also jumped down, and gradually spied the source that caused the river water to evaporate.
It was an ancient sword, with a bit of dilapidation and a few cracks permeating it, but it still exudes the ancient sword intent, which made people feel awe-inspiring.
Because Chu Feng loves myths, he also knows some archaeological knowledge, and can vaguely feel that the history of this ancient sword can far exceed the Stone Age five rough years ago.
It is very likely that it is a fairy treasure in ancient mythology.
“So sharp!
Thinking like this, he stretched out his hand to get it, but found that although this ancient sword was rotten, before it touched the opponent’s edge, there was a blood hook in the fingers.
When the blood dripped on the ancient sword, the sword body suddenly swayed, and a terrifying momentum emerged, forcing the golden calf and Chu Feng to step back.
“”How difficult is it to apologize for the big dream, what year is today?”
An ancient sigh of vicissitudes came slowly from the ancient sword.
In Chu Fengfeng’s stunned eyes, above the ancient sword, an old grandfather with beard and hair all white immortals got out.
“You…you are a great fairy in ancient times???”
Although the spiritual qi has recovered, and many strong people already have a good cultivation base, the scene in front of them is still a little shocking to Chu Feng’s nerves.
“immortal?”
“maybe!
When the white-bearded grandfather heard the words, there was a bit of reminiscence in his eyes, and he sighed leisurely.
“I was close friends with Emperor Yan, and I followed some of the most powerful people in the world. 11
We have “killed to the end of the darkness, to the source of the muddy river, we have fought all our lives, we are withering, we are passing away, does anyone know us (well)?
“Old Immortal, you…”
Chu Feng hesitated, not knowing what to say.
“Forget it, since you have subdued this holy soldier by chance, then you are the master of this holy soldier. 39
“You are too weak now, so practice hard.”
After saying this, the white-bearded grandfather escaped into the ancient sword again.
“Old god, what should I call you in the future?”
Chu Feng hurriedly shouted.
He could understand what a great chance he had to find an old immortal. As long as he pleases the old immortal, maybe he can become an immortal in ancient mythology.
“In the future… just call me… Huo Lao!!!”
Three seconds after Chu Fengfeng’s question, a sigh slowly came from the ancient sword.
ps: I want some flowers, I will update more next time!