Chapter 1281 The Fire of Prairie Prairie

Chapter 1281: The Fire of the Prairie Prairie

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder.

"In the Canglan Continent 15,000 years ago, you didn't even need a Martial Soul for cultivation?"

Qin Nan's heart trembled violently, and his pupils shrank into needles.

As we all know, in the Canglan Continent, if one wants to become a warrior, one must awaken the martial soul. Only through the martial soul can one communicate with the world and absorb spiritual energy.

Moreover, the Martial Soul is also divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang, and each grade is divided into ten grades. Due to the limit of the Canglan soul, only when one's own Martial Soul has reached a level can it be promoted to become strong.

For example, a tenth-rank Huang rank would definitely not be able to be promoted to become a Martial Emperor.

If you want to be promoted, you can only change your fate against the sky.

It is also because of this that in the Canglan Continent, countless hardworking and diligent warriors have no chance to change their fate against the sky, which has led to the fact that they cannot even reach the realm of the Martial Emperor.

However, all of this turned out to be just a bureau.

"this……"

Qin Nan took a deep breath.

He only feels now that there are big black hands one after another, covering the entire Canglan Continent, covering the entire continent's martial arts, and the warriors under the countless emperors are all ignorant, and they still want to be strong. Martial spirit, do everything possible.

"This world is much darker than what you and I imagined. Whether it's the emperor's list, the god's list, or the group of people from Nantianmen, they have blocked the fate of countless people for their own benefit."

"Since the birth of the Canglan Continent, for thirty thousand years, countless heroes have tried. Only the lord eight thousand years ago managed to break through the blockade."

The young man from Wuyuan Pavilion spoke slowly, his eyes burning.

"Only the guy in the bronze mirror broke through the blockade?"

Qin Nan was slightly taken aback.

He did not expect that the mysterious woman in the bronze mirror was more powerful than he had imagined.

"It seems that the road ahead is even more dazzling for me."

Qin Nan didn't think too much, he clenched his fist quietly, and there seemed to be flames jumping in his eyes.

He is the Lord of the God of War, and his own destiny is up to him.

"By the way, senior, do you still remember Jiang Bilan?"

When Qin Nan calmed down, he immediately asked.

"Jiang Bilan? I remember her. She is very smart. Among the people I know, there are only a handful of people who are as smart as her."

Wu Yuan Pavilion said.

"Senior, because of me, Jiang Bilan has now turned into a death crystal, floating in the void, only one step away from death. At that time, please pay attention, senior, and let me know if you find a death crystal."

Qin Nan said in a deep voice.

Now that his cultivation base has reached Half Emperor, it only takes half a year to prove himself Emperor.

Half a year seems like a long time, but it is actually just a snap of the fingers.

Therefore, he needs to find Jiang Bilan in advance, and when he succeeds in self-proving the emperor, he can use the original source of power to help her prove herself.

"Death crystal?"

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion was shocked.

With his knowledge, he understood a lot in an instant.

If after Qin Nan succeeds in proving the emperor, he can drive the source of imperial power into the death crystal, then Jiang Bilan may have a great chance to prove himself the emperor.

With Jiang Bilan's wisdom, once she proves herself emperor and helps Qin Nan, the storm in Canglan Continent will be even more terrifying.

"If so, then I will help you find it."

The young man of Wuyuan Pavilion quickly reacted and said calmly.

"Then please senior."

Qin Nan cupped his hands.

"I almost forgot to tell you. In the lower domain of Dongzhou, there was once a demon beast with good bloodlines and the peak of the demon ancestor who visited your father and sent many precious gifts to your father and the Qin family."

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion suddenly thought of something and said.

"A monster with a good bloodline?"

Qin Nan was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized.

That monster must be a dragon and a tiger.

"Unexpectedly, this guy's current cultivation base has also reached the peak of the demon ancestor..."

A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Nan's mouth.

Until now, he still remembers very clearly the big bump on Long Hu's forehead, walking on the street, staring at the beautiful nun drooling.

"Do you want to go back? Your father misses you very much now."

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion keenly noticed the change in Qin Nan's mood and asked.

"There is no need now, senior, thank you this time, I will go first."

Qin Nan shook his head, stood up, cupped his hands, tapped his toes, and left the Martial Fate Pavilion.

Now is not the time.

When he proves himself emperor and his power shakes the world, he will gather with his former acquaintances, return to the lower domain of Dongzhou, and meet his father with endless honor.

Now, he will do everything he can.

However, what Qin Nan didn't know was that after he left, a terrifying white figure evolved in the Martial Fate Pavilion.

This figure was actually the Devil-haired Sword God.

It turned out that he did not leave.

"Obviously there are five ways to prove the emperor, why only give him two? And you already knew that he would not choose to slaughter millions of monks, but choose the second method?"

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion said with a smile that was not a smile.

"That's right, I just want him to go to Yuandao Tianshan to prove himself emperor."

The Devil-haired Sword God said frankly.

"Why?"

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion showed doubts.

"Since ancient times, whether in the Canglan Continent or in that place, the birth of any person who defies the sky requires an incomparably grand occasion, with countless giants to witness it."

"If you use the first method, or the other three methods, although you can invite thunder disasters, in my opinion, accidents will inevitably occur at that time, making it impossible to prove the emperor."

"Qin Nan wants to succeed, that's the only way."

The devil-haired sword god said lightly.

"What you said is indeed reasonable. The lord eight thousand years ago also directly launched the battle of Nantianmen, and thus succeeded in one fell swoop, breaking through the blockade and ascending to the nine heavens."

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion thought about it.

"Of course, on my side, there will be a big move right away. When Qin Nan proves the emperor in one fell swoop, it will also be the day when he swings his sword, turning the entire continent upside down at once."

In the eyes of the Devil-haired Sword God, there was a terrifying edge, domineering like a rainbow.

"A big move? Could it be that you succeeded in persuading those old guys?"

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion looked shocked.

"That's natural."

The Devil-haired Sword God nodded slightly.

"Damn, when I went to invite those old guys back then, I spent a lot of money, and they weren't happy. How come they were happy when you passed by? This is also..."

The young man in Wuyuan Pavilion looked a little speechless.

"Stop talking about this, come with me to see Yuandao."

The Devil-haired Sword God tapped his toes and disappeared in place.

"it is good."

With a pinch of the seal of the young man of Wuyuan Pavilion, he shot out a will, and after sinking into the void, he activated the entire attic and disappeared in place.

At this moment, none of the monks knew.

Since the great war 10,000 years ago, the most terrifying storm in history has begun to take shape and began to roll.