Chapter 1277

"Wanggu contains extremely deep secrets."

Xu Qing is lost in thought.

And at this moment, Chen Erniu's shouting from below interrupts Xu Qing and Seventh Master's thoughts.

"Old man, Little Ah Qing, you two stop being emotional, since we are here, why don't we... hurry up and find my true body?"

"I can feel that my true body is living a bit too comfortably now; as a clone, I can't stand it!"

Chen Erniu shouts loudly from the earth toward the firmament.

In mid-air, Seventh Master lowers his head and glares at Chen Erniu.

"What kind of fart talk is this, aren't you and your true body connected, like one head and two asses!"

Chen Erniu laughs dryly.

And Xu Qing, on the other hand, suddenly disperses his divine sense, and instantly dull thunder echoes throughout the entire Huangtian; that is the sound of his divine sense colliding with the foreign substance.

This sound continues, churning in all directions, making the entire Huangtian... heaven and earth change color, wind and clouds surge.

All plants are trembling, all fierce beasts are wailing.

Under Xu Qing's divine sense sweep, everything in this Huangtian is mostly reflected in his heart.

Only one area exists with strong light, making it difficult for Xu Qing's divine sense to explore for a short time.

But the place where Chen Erniu is, is not in that piece of light.

It is not far away.

Subsequently... Xu Qing sees clearly the state of Chen Erniu's true body, his expression a bit strange, his gaze withdraws and falls on Chen Erniu below.

Chen Erniu blinks, and based on his understanding of Xu Qing, he immediately guesses the reason, so he coughs and shouts proudly.

"How is it, you saw my true body, right? I tell you, Little Ah Qing, I wasn't bragging, your First Senior Brother, I, am really only one step away from unifying Huangtian!"

"You shut up!" Seventh Master shouts in a low voice, a bit unable to listen anymore.

After he finishes shouting, he no longer pays attention to Chen Erniu, but looks at Xu Qing kindly.

"Good disciple, that bastard's matter is not important; since we are here, let's go over, and at the same time, Master will tell you about what happened here back then."

Xu Qing nods.

Seventh Master laughs, bringing his disciple here, he is very happy in his heart, especially when he thinks of his disciple's current cultivation base, he is even more gratified.

At this moment, he takes a step forward.

Seeing that Master's mood is in a state of pleasure, Xu Qing does not disturb him, so he raises his hand and waves, and suddenly the void twists, and the figures of Zhou Zhengli and the others appear along the space-time ripples he opened.

"You all, disperse in all directions, suppress the temples, and extract the source substance."

Zhou Zhengli and the others nod immediately; they are best at extracting source substance, especially living burial...

At this moment, they disperse one after another, turning into long rainbows, heading in all directions.

Watching their departing figures, Xu Qing turns around, walks toward Seventh Master, and walks on Huangtian together with Seventh Master.

Wherever they pass, the foreign substance winding in mid-air is dissolved by the Xia Immortal intent radiating from the master and disciple, and even the dark gray sky seems to have signs of clarity because of their passing.

As for the vegetation on the earth, it is even more so in that trembling, amidst the spread of immortal aura, flowing black blood and withering one after another.

The fierce beasts are also like this; wherever the two pass, they all wail and turn into dust.

This scene makes Chen Erniu, who follows behind the two, feel more heartache in his heart.

"Why does it feel like these two perfectly fit the definition of master and disciple... I must work hard, otherwise the old man might really plan to only acknowledge Little Ah Qing as his only disciple in the future."

Thinking of this, Chen Erniu takes a deep breath, chases with all his might, follows behind Xu Qing and Seventh Master, looking like he has already integrated into it.

Seventh Master glares at Chen Erniu, but still slows down his pace; even if he scolds him, he still recognizes this eldest disciple in his heart.

Xu Qing secretly disperses a touch of immortal power, falling around Chen Erniu, blessing Chen Erniu's speed.

Just like this, the three of them move forward in this Huangtian, seemingly strolling, but in reality, every step they take is a change in the landscape.

And Seventh Master's voice also echoes from time to time, stating the brilliance he once saw in his memories.

"This place... is where the Thick Earth Dao Star collapsed back then..."

"This place... is where the Ninth Altar of the Huangtian God Race was located, and it was destroyed by our Thick Earth Senior Yun Luozi, together with the cultivators of the universe group where it was located!"

Seventh Master's voice carries emotion; as he speaks, he pauses his steps and looks toward the earth below.

On the earth, there is a huge gully; the gully is straight, extending endlessly, invisible to the naked eye, and the depth is also astonishing.

Even within it, there is sword intent radiating ancient intent, continuously rising, causing the foreign substance nearby for countless years to be driven away.

"This place is where the Immortal of Thick Earth back then, Daoist Tian Ling, beheaded the Huang Can King, the younger brother of the Huangtian God Emperor!"

"Huang Can King, True God status, incomparably fierce."

"Senior Tian Ling, not hesitating to have his own realm fall, gathered the supreme treasures of Thick Earth, only then beheading him once, leaving this sword mark."

Seventh Master gazes at the gully on the earth, sighing.

Xu Qing lowers his head, looks at the gully, feels the sword intent full of sharpness within it, and then bows!

Seeing this, Seventh Master is even more gratified.

"Let's continue walking."

Saying this, Seventh Master walks forward.

Walking over mountains and seas, passing through one place after another, and his voice also describes the tragedy of the war that happened in Huangtian back then amidst the repeated memories.

Until, on a vast plain, Seventh Master's voice becomes a bit stiff and complex.

"This place... is where my Master became famous."

"Here, there used to be a boundless mountain range, and Master was not originally an immortal; he was promoted to an immortal here, fighting a life-and-death battle with a True God of Huangtian."

"After this battle, the mountain range disappeared, becoming scorched earth, the True God fell, and Master's immortal name spread throughout Thick Earth."

Xu Qing is silent; he naturally knows why Seventh Master's tone is complex.

Chen Erniu on the side also rarely interrupts, not disturbing Seventh Master's thoughts.

But the immortal intent from Xu Qing and Seventh Master, as they stay on this plain for too long, causes the evil grass on this plain to wither, the fierce beasts to wail, and the several temples standing on this plain...

Also collapse with a bang at this moment, unable to withstand it.

From the shattered temples, heaven-shaking roars erupt, and the statues of gods within... transform from stone and mud into flesh and blood, rushing out one by one, stirring up thick foreign substance, and erupting with the divine power of the God-Fire Realm.

It is just that their expressions are permeated with madness, and their eyes are also turbid, as if their bodies and consciousness are being controlled, forgetting the gap in strength between each other, and rushing toward Xu Qing and the three with the momentum of self-detonation.

Huangtian God Race, not counting divine sense perception, Xu Qing has seen three with his own eyes.

One is the Red Mother, one is Li Zihua, and one is the Jin Wu Prince.

The first two have already been assimilated by Wanggu; the Red Mother chose to merge the Red Moon into an external god, and Li Zihua chose to cut off his own godhood, both abandoning their life-bound talents.

And the Jin Wu Prince is just a projection of time and space.

And at that time, Xu Qing's cultivation base was not enough to let him see through the essence.

So at this moment, it counts as Xu Qing seeing the truly meaningful Huangtian God Race with his naked eyes for the first time.

This race is extremely special!

Their bodies are a maze woven from crystals and nerves, without a fixed form, but they will present the appearance most consistent with the definition of terror in the subconscious the moment an outsider's gaze falls upon them.

The head is even more of a chaotic sacrificial field, composed of an array of several light cones floating.

The number varies; those rushing toward Xu Qing at this moment have twelve at most.

Those light cones penetrate the head, shining with brilliant light, and gather together, weaving into a complex totem that constantly reorganizes on the so-called face.

At this moment, with the flickering of the light cones, the roars of these Huangtian God Race members carry the power to pierce the soul, and in the blink of an eye, they are approaching a hundred feet.

Xu Qing's expression is calm, his gaze sweeping over them.

With this one look, time and space collapse!

The rushing Huangtian God Race members tremble one by one, instantly decomposed, turning into crystal powder, and dispersing in all directions.

Only the light cones on their heads, under Xu Qing's retention, turn into rays of light, falling into his hands.

Presenting a sense of morning glow.

Gazing at this light, Xu Qing is lost in thought.

"Morning glow light?"