Chapter 1043

Ye QingHan talked about the origin and strength of the wild beast. Jiang Jingtian was not an idiot. He could think of how powerful the creatures at that level were, so he no longer thought about it.

Ye QingHan leaned on the great wilderness stone tablet and calmed his mood. He turned to look at the great wilderness stone tablet and was stunned. He seemed to think of something. The feeling of deja vu lingered in his heart for a long time.

The veins on the stone tablet of the great wilderness are extremely clear and full of the smell of "famine". It seems that everything is in chaos. The hazy feeling is difficult to understand. It haunts ye QingHan and makes him very painful.

"How could this happen? I think this great wasteland monument seems to contain a kind of magic power. It's very familiar. I feel that I can understand it at the touch, but I can't understand it." ye QingHan locked his eyebrows and said.

"Let's take it away and get to know it later." Li Feng suggested.

Ye QingHan thought for a moment. He held both sides of the stone tablet with both hands, and his hands could just embrace him. His green tendons burst up and his dragon blood burned. With a fierce force, his arms almost dislocated and didn't move the great wasteland tablet.

Hum——————

Ye QingHan felt that his thigh joint was almost torn. He groaned with pain. He quickly gave up the great wilderness monument, stepped back two meters, looked at the monument motionless, and even the ground didn't move for half a minute. He couldn't help but be shocked.

Ye QingHan's body can pull down the mountains. It is already the top existence of mankind, but it can't shake a stone tablet! It's incredible.

"Let's try together." Jiang Jingtian combines the unicorn cub, chaotic, divine and mighty. Shenhua covers nine days and is extremely powerful.

"I'll come too!" Li Feng clenched his iron fist and held one side with Jiang Jingtian.

Ye QingHan came to the other side and looked at each other. The top three of the flesh bodies joined hands, not to mention a stone tablet. Even a ten thousand foot high mountain can be pulled up.

"Ready! Force!"

When ye QingHan drank in a low voice, the three twisted their waists at the same time, and the rocks under their feet collapsed. However, a smell of "famine" suddenly gushed out of the great wilderness monument. A gust of air rolled up the three people and directly blew them away a hundred meters away. The rocks crashed and made them dizzy.

Poof!

The three coughed up blood at the same time, and the seven orifices began to burst blood. They got up from the ground in embarrassment, twisted their bodies and grinned in pain.

"It's a hard stone tablet. The veins on the inscription are like runes, with defensive and aggressive." ye QingHan took a deep breath and looked at the treasure but couldn't move. He was very distressed.

Zixian was silent for a long time and didn't think that there was such a supreme God in the chaotic era. The smell of "famine" was clearly the smell of chaos. Before chaos opened, it meant that even the Supreme God had not been born. At that time, the power was very pure, including the great demon God or the witch God. This stone tablet was obviously made manually, Ye QingHan is sure that this is the stone tablet he set up in his previous life.

"The profound meaning of this' famine 'is a transcendent power that 21 supreme gods have not understood. Brother QingHan, are you sure you left this stone tablet?" Zixian asked in surprise.

Ye QingHan trembled between his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure. I just feel very familiar and friendly. It seems that he can be integrated with me."

"I'm very confused. Even if you erected this stone tablet in those years, you can imagine that your divine power has surpassed the Supreme God and should be able to be detached from the world. How did you die? Why did you reincarnate? I can't understand many mysteries on you." Zixian has the longest inheritance. Now think about ye QingHan, who is completely different from others, The strength doesn't seem to be outstanding, but you can win every time. For yourself, you are lucky enough to go against the sky, but for others, he is a broom star. Wherever you go, disasters follow!

Ye QingHan twitched at the corners of his mouth and pulled out the divine bird, the little financial fan and the chaotic little beast. All three of them are the inheritance of the soul, which is the most clear about the chaotic era.

"Do you know who used the power of 'famine' in the chaotic era?" ye QingHan asked.

"Famine? Oh --" the bird looked up and thought for a moment. His voice lengthened, as if he remembered something.

Ye QingHan was overjoyed and hurriedly asked, "do you remember? There must not be many people who used the power of famine in those years. Tell me what?"

"I don't remember. There's no power of famine in my memory," said the divine bird.

The crowd couldn't help rolling their eyes. This guy didn't deserve to be beaten. I can't remember making such an expression.

The little financial fan looked at the divine bird with disdain, and the chaotic little beast laughed. He raised his little claws and made a disdainful action, so he stopped talking.

Ye QingHan shrugged. It seems that it's too high to expect these three little guys to solve the mystery.

Ye QingHan gazed at the great wilderness monument again and wanted to give up, but there was a voice in his heart calling to take this great wilderness monument by himself.

"Is there something else mysterious about this great wasteland monument?" ye QingHan bowed his head and thought. His fingertips touched the texture of the great wasteland monument. The divine consciousness wanted to go inside along the texture of the great wasteland monument, but just touching the great wasteland monument, he felt the pain of his soul like a needle and quickly took back the divine consciousness.

"Since you think it can merge with you, drop blood to recognize the Lord." Dongqin suddenly flashed a light in her eyes and began to remind her.

Ye QingHan was stunned and forgot the simplest method. He immediately took out the heavy madness and crossed his fingers. Dragon blood splashed all over the wasteland monument.

Boom————————

Chant————————

A divine flower soared to the sky, and the wild force of chaos poured down like a waterfall, covering the whole abyss world. Many powerful beasts were scared to kneel down on the spot, howled and roared, and dared not stand.

Deep in the great barren mountain, the wild animals howled and retreated.

A solemn and stirring melody appears between heaven and earth, which seems to be shouting and panicking.

Dong Dong!

Ye QingHan's heart beat hundreds of times faster, and his heart was about to burst. The dragon blood in his body was boiling and burning, and the flow speed almost broke through the confinement of the flesh.

Buzz!

Numerous inscriptions appear on the Dahuang stele, forming Taoist runes, which blow into the sea of Ye QingHan's knowledge one by one.

"The great wilderness Scripture! Before chaos opens, all are wasteland. Those who control the power of wasteland are the masters of wasteland..."

There is a line of small characters on the Dahuang stone tablet, which is constantly rotating, like reincarnation. At a glance, they will be involved in reincarnation. The body meteorite road disappears, purple immortals and other super beings feel that their souls are going to die. They quickly turn their heads and dare not look directly at them.

Ye QingHan stares at the great wasteland monument. The difficult rune is like a wandering Dragon God Phoenix, which bursts into his body with the power of destroying the sky and the earth.

The response of the great wilderness monument was a little beyond ye QingHan's imagination, and even aroused the resonance of the abyss world. Originally, there were only three words on the inscription, but now there are many runes and difficult words out of thin air. The transcendent famine force suppressed all creatures as soon as it appeared.

Boom!

The great wasteland monument suddenly rose up, turned into a wisp of mark and printed on ye QingHan's forehead. It was like a shrinking great wasteland monument, which captured people's hearts and souls. It gradually disappeared into the sea of knowledge and firmly stood on the sea of suffering.