"I don't know where the son is."

Facing the inquiry of Luo Xiu, emperor yuan Tiansheng took a deep breath and gave a negative answer.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it or not. No matter what your plan and calculation of Qingling mountain is, you have only one way to die if you are enemies with me!"

The black long gun in Luo Xiu's hand slowly lifted up, the blade of the gun huff and puff, cold kill, the emperor yuan was firmly locked, let his body such as be bound, hard to move.

Facing the threat of life and death, the face of emperor yuan Tian Sheng changed greatly. "Luo Xiu, do you really want to be against our Qingling mountain? You should know that our Qingling mountain has a long heritage, and there are countless saints and emperors. There are many holy and honored ancestors sitting in town. Even if you have been created in this ancient land, you can never resist it. The foundation of our Qingling mountain is far beyond your imagination... "

At this moment, emperor yuan still hopes that the other side will fear the inheritance of Qingling mountain.

But rothey's answer.

There's only one shot!

"Wheezi!"

The dark long gun tears the black trace from the void, stabs into the eyebrows of emperor yuan Tiansheng, and breaks his knowledge of the sea.

"Ah!"

Yuantiansheng issued a sad cry, his eyes full of endless resentment and resentment, "you will regret Luo Xiu!"

"I regret not knowing, but you don't have the chance to see it."

Luo Shuo shook his head, his gun suddenly shook, and a sound of his hand broke the sea knowledge of emperor yuan Tiansheng and his head burst apart.

Only one headless body fell from the air.

The silence of death was all over the world.

Ten great kings, ten great kings, tens of thousands of nuns and army, so powerful a force to kill one person.

The final result, unexpectedly, is to be killed by the whole number.

Luo Xiu stood proudly, wearing a battle armor of blue and gold, and his body surface surrounded by the white jade color, and it was hidden into a white jade tower.

Behind his head, there was a golden wheel hanging from the sky.

He has the hand. Holding the incomplete original gun.

Suddenly, his heart has some sense, looked at the distant void.

In a far distance, there is a mountain rising into the clouds. On the top of the mountain, I don't know when a white man appears, and there is no breath fluctuation on him.

But there is a kind of detached temperament, as if above all living beings, the world out of dust.

The wind blew through.

The long hair of the white man fluttered, and every hair of his hair was crystal and glittering.

When his eyes fell on the man, rousseu felt a very dangerous breath, his heart slightly awe inspiring.

You know, his strength today can reach the level of the emperor's mid-term strength.

Those who can make him feel the danger, at least the strong people of this level can.

But at present, to create ancient land prohibition, is not only the first emperor of the people came?

Just as Roth was chanting.

Suddenly, he had other senses in his heart, and looked in another direction.

He saw the second figure, surrounded by the hazy chaos light, even with his fusion of four kinds of eye power, can not see through the chaos of the light block.

"Another era is coming to an end, and I didn't expect it to be a weak one, and you could have such a genius."

At this time, the white man's voice standing on the top of the mountain came, which was clearly far away, but the sound echoed clearly in the ear of rousseu. Every word, every syllable, listened clearly and clearly.

From the other side's words, rothey had some speculation that the other side did not seem to be the person of this era.

"You guessed that I came from the oldest place, and in this ancient land called hope, I have been sleeping for a long time, and I am waking up now."

"This era is coming to an end. The last time the ancient land opens, the greatest creation will appear, so I wake up."

Said the man in white.

He slowly raised his hand, a finger in the void, a mysterious Rune will condense, like stars shine on the sky.

The oldest way is represented by the rune.

This mysterious Rune contains the way of the man in white. The power contained in it is different from the endless order power, but it can be compared with the higher order in endless times.

That is to say, the cultivation and realm of the white man is equivalent to the holy emperor of endless times.

A holy emperor who slept in the ancient land at the end of the most ancient times?

"Hum!"

Meanwhile, on the other side, the breath of the figure covered in the chaotic light appeared, and a blue lotus appeared beside him, a mysterious rhyme, which was hidden against the runwen breath of the white man.

"The end of each era also represents the beginning of the new era. At the end of the ancient times, the ancient land is left behind, called hope. Are you the oldest person who is entrusted with hope?"Another figure came from the horizon, and the voice came, "if I am not wrong, you are the oldest son of hope."

This is a handsome and extraordinary man, who can be called a rich God like jade.

He gazed at the man in white and gave a surprising message.

Son of hope?

Roche didn't speak. He just listened quietly.

"You should be the son of endless hope." The eyes of the man in blue turned to the man who was enveloped in the chaotic light.

"Every era is not willing to be terminated, and bestows the fortune of an era on a young man with infinite potential. Therefore, every son of hope is lucky, not unfortunate, and carries the sustenance and hope of an era."

The man in the blue shirt shook his head. His voice seemed to be full of helplessness.

This kind of words, let Luo Xiu hear the implication of the deep meaning, in the heart is also a little surprised.

The hope of an era is placed on a person. Such a son of hope carries the blessing of an era. How terrible should such a person be?

These three people who appear at the moment, even if Luoxiu has reached the present state, can not see through their depth.

At this time, the man in blue looked at Luo Xiu again.

"You are a different number." Said the man in green.

"In the old days, you were one of the candidates for the son of hope, but the oldest people didn't pick you, and in this age of infinity, you were not chosen either." The man in green shook his head.

"I don't understand that." Roche frowned.

"You'll understand in the future." The man in blue shirt said with deep meaning.

"Who are you?" In the dim and chaotic light, a voice with doubt came out.

When Luoxiu heard the voice, his eyes slightly shrunk, because the voice was a little familiar, which made him think of the green spirit son who had never appeared.

"He was the son of early antiquity, the son of hope of early antiquity."

The man in white answered the question.

www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!