Return of the War God

Chapter 592: : Nine-nine-eighty-one thunder is booming!

Chapter 592: : Nine-nine-eighty-one thunder is booming!

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"This is the place of inheritance?"

Ye Wuque walked forward slowly, with a hint of astonishment on his face, his eyes swept across the place.

Originally, Ye Wuque thought that as the place of inheritance of Tianlan Zhenzong, even if it was not so magnificent and magnificent, at least it would be a place like some kind of special noble hall or altar.

There should be various ancient prohibitions all around, or there should be countless powerful guardians such as puppet guards.

But at this moment, what appeared in front of Ye Wuque turned out to be a barren and yellow earth!

This pale yellow earth seems to have no end in sight. The place where Ye Wuques feet are stepping on is thick and solid soil, and when he raises his eyes to the sky, it is a pale gray sky like that spot, and the light seems to carry An inexplicable bleak.

Standing between this heaven and earth, Ye Wuque felt a kind of instantly...the world's boundless years passed by, and the vicissitudes of my self-independence for eternity, as if standing still here forever, thousands of years have passed when I look back.

This kind of desolation and loneliness hit his heart, even if Ye Wuque's mind and will were extremely tough, he couldn't help but be in a trance.

"Is this the power of time... It is terrible! Time should be the greatest unpredictable force in this world."

Ye Wuque looked around, feeling a little bit in his heart, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"Time is indeed the greatest power in this world. No one can escape its control. No matter how transcendent characters and forces are, they will eventually decay and destroy in front of it, and they will never survive in the world."

The strong and vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of the temples voice resounded suddenly in this world, as if reverberating from eternal years, with a kind of loneliness and inexplicable lament immersed in the years, it overflowed deeply, enough to be infected Anyone's mood.

The shining blue figure of ten feet of water suddenly appeared in one place, standing with his hands held down, and although he had no facial features, he had real eyes.

However, at this moment, in Ye Wuque's mind, Kong's voice sounded the same.

"Time is terrible, but those decayed and perished are only because they are not strong enough and cannot be detached. When you are strong enough, you can surpass it, and the river of time is just a beautiful landscape in your life."

There was a faint smile in Kong's voice, and his voice was calm, but the point of view he spoke was completely opposite to that of Ling Lan.

Ye Wuque nodded, and in his heart, he firmly believed that the same viewpoint was empty. Although Dian Linglan was ancient and unpredictable, Ye Wuqian knew that in front of Kong, Dian Linglan would be unpredictable even ten times a hundred times.

For a moment, this Fang Tiandi seemed to fall into silence, and Ye Wuque and Dian Linglan seemed to have fallen into their respective worlds.

A moment is like eternity, and the eternity condenses into a moment.

When Dian Linglan's voice sounded again, Ye Wuque was refreshed, knowing that the good show was finally here!

"Ye Wuque, you challenged the disciple's authority, obtained the personal disciple-level authority, and was eligible to grant the core inheritance power of Tianlan True Sect,'Arashi', to go to the altar fifty feet away in front of you."

Sure enough, there is still an altar!

Ye Wuque's eyebrows trembled, and he immediately walked forward according to Dian Linglan's instructions. Following his step, a rumbling sound was heard not far away, and the green and yellow earth immediately trembled inexplicably.

At the end of Ye Wuque's gaze, an ancient altar the size of one hundred meters slowly rose from the ground, bringing up a piece of dust, as if waking up from endless years, reappearing, and seeing the sky.

The closer Ye Wuque approached this altar, the more clearly he could see the appearance of this ancient altar, and the more he could feel an inexplicable aura surrounding it, looming, but increasingly violent. , Constantly gushing.

"It turns out that the two altars are combined into one?"

When Ye Wuque walked to the side of this ancient altar the size of one hundred meters, he finally saw all its appearance.

On top of it, there are two altars with a size of tens of meters each standing on the left and the right, and they are combined into a hundred meters in size.

The altar on the left is purple, with complex and ancient inscriptions carved on it. At first glance, it looks like a thunder dragon cruising in all directions. It seems that there are thunder lights flashing and rushing. The whole is sturdy and majestic. sense!

The altar on the right is entirely blue, and the carved inscriptions on it are equally old and attached. At a glance, it looks like a surging wave, surging endlessly, but it gives people a kind of source of all things, nourishing. The sense of vastness of the world!

One left and one right, one purple and one blue, represent the natural force between thunder and water.

"These two altars are exactly the altar of thunder and the altar of water. Only those who have passed the disciple level authority are qualified to step on this altar and accept the inheritance of the altar."

Dian Linglan's voice sounded, causing Ye Wuque to nod slightly.

It seems that in order to obtain the most superior core inheritance power of the Tianlan True Sect, Arashi, it is necessary for the Thunder Water Altar to be present at the same time.

call out!

Ye Wuque did not hesitate anymore, and stepped forward, but after a few breaths, Ye Wuque stood on the ancient altar, and he felt a strange feeling at the two altars facing each other in an instant, as if he was kicking. Stepped on the thunder light and stepped on the water.

"Tianlan Zhenzong established the sect with the power'Arashi', because the founder of the school, Tianlan Zhenren, comprehended and created this new type of power, but for the reason, this'arashi' is actually derived from the power of thunder and water. Thunder and water, there will be no'lane'."

"Therefore, if you want to obtain the inheritance of the power Arashi, the inheritor must know and understand where the Arashi came from and how it was born, and must be able to comprehend it before it can be used, that is, the origin of the Arashi.

Dian Linglan's words immediately moved Ye Wuque's heart slightly, and asked: "Senior Lan, do you mean that if you can't fully understand the origin of the power'lan', you can't get the core inheritance?"

"No, even if you can't comprehend it, you can still get the inheritance relative to the authority, but after practice, in terms of use, power, and prospects, it is far worse than the situation after fully comprehending the origin of'Arashi'."

"This feeling is like an excellent painter drawing a lifelike dragon on a scroll. Whether it is its shape, its god, or its power, it is no different from the real nine-day dragon. It can also be called Dragon, no one will deny it."

"But no matter how like the dragon on the picture scroll is, it can be compared with the nine-day divine dragon that can really soar for nine days, turning clouds and raining. Although it is the same dragon, it is only a dead thing. How can it be compared?"

Dian Linglan seemed to have known Ye Wuque's question a long time ago, and said such an answer, which immediately made Ye Wuque aware of it.

Origin of the Arashi!

This is where the true essence and charm of the core heritage of Tianlan Zhenzong lies. If you can understand the origin of the aura, you can be regarded as truly and perfectly acquiring the most precious things in the core heritage.

If you can't understand the origin of Wulan, even if you can also get the core inheritance, it will only get its form, not its essence.

"It turns out that, although I know it, but I dont know why, there is indeed a big difference. In that case, I will try my best to understand the origin of this haze. If I can understand it, it is my fate. It's my fate to not understand."

Ye Wuque's bright eyes slowly calmed down, and he closed his eyes directly. When he opened them again, there was no waves, deep and vast, and it seemed that he had returned to the most peaceful and comfortable moment.

"The plate is seated on the futon in front of the thundershui altar, and you feel it with your heart, and the altar will take you to see the power lan."

Following Dian Linglan's instructions, Ye Wuque sat down on the futon in front of the Thunder Water Altar, and slowly closed his eyes.

Rumble!

After closing his eyes for a few breaths, Ye Wuque heard a loud sound that resounded loudly at the same time!

The roaring sound is clearly the thunder above the nine heavens roaring, flashing, fierce, brilliant, with extreme rage and chaos, and destruction, it seems that where the thunder is shrouded, everything will be blasted into ashes. !

In the next moment, Ye Wuque closed his eyes tightly, blocking his line of sight, but still clearly saw a purple thunder blasting towards his forehead!

This purple thunder was extremely fast, with an irresistible speed and power, it instantly hit Ye Wuque's eyebrows, and there was no chance for Ye Wuque to dodge.

"what"

The sudden blast of purple thunder made Ye Wuque let out a cry of pain, and he stood up and opened his eyes!

But immediately his eyes condensed, and an incredible feeling flashed through it!

"This is... Where is this? Did I come to Thunder Hell?"

As far as I can see, Ye Wuque is alone, and there is no more Baizhang altar behind him, no more yellow earth in front of him, no more pale gray sky above his head, and there is just endless thunder light. Everywhere surging, roaring!

I can't hear any sound in my ears, only the roar of the thunder is constantly resounding, the violent force is constantly venting, and the thunder in the distance seems to explode every moment, hitting thirty thousand. Here, destroy everything and everything!

Ye Wuque feels like a flat boat driving in the sea of thunder, life and death are completely out of his own hands, as if a thunder bombards him at any time, it will let his soul fly away and disappear!

"Is all of this an illusion? It shouldn't be. I can clearly perceive my existence, and I haven't been affected by my thoughts and behaviors. It seems that the Baizhang altar sent me here."

Just as Ye Wuquemin was thinking about it, suddenly he felt an irresistible tearing force from the endless thunder!

Hum!

In the next instant, his whole person was torn away by this tearing force, and he flew at extreme speed toward the depths of the endless thunder!

Rumble!

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The thunder roared loudly in his ears, and Ye Wuque didn't even dare to move, because he could clearly perceive countless violent thunders surrounding him!

For some reason, in Ye Wuque's heart at this moment, a great sense of fear was brewing. As he was constantly torn into the depths of the sky with endless thunder by the irresistible tearing force, a strong sense of crisis was constantly coming!

This is a kind of omen and perception before life and death. Ye Wuque wanted to escape, but there was no way. He could only let the tearing force drag until he came to the deeper place of the thunder.

Rumble! Crackling!

Finally, the irresistible tearing force seemed to slowly disappear, and Ye Wuque found that he was suspended in an inexplicable void. There seemed to be no time here, and only the constant roaring thunder and shining thunder light!

Ye Wuquexu lay in the void, looking around, all he could see was the endless purple. There were no other colors in the heaven and the earth, and it seemed that even his flesh and blood began to be rendered and affected by the endless thunder.

However, at this moment, a ruthless roar with infinite loftiness and dominance burst forth!

"Thirty-eight thousand nine hundred years! Old Tianlan actually sent a human like you again in a vain attempt to covet the origin of my thunder! Damn human, I want you to withstand the thunder of ninety-nine and eighty-one destructions. Let your deity be destroyed, and your soul will be my slave forever. You will never die or die well!"

Rumble!

The moment this voice fell, Ye Wuque saw an extremely dark thunder blasting above his head!

"what"

Ye Wuque's miserable howling sounded, and the whole person was completely submerged in pitch black thunder.

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