The strangest thing is that no one in the outside world knows this. Such a terrifying sword sound, full of iron blood and killing, is enough to alarm the entire Fengyun World, but only this newly born town world can hear it. The majesty of power is unprecedented.

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Fang Qing was solemn. Listening to the sound of ancient swords, he felt a familiar aura. Suddenly, an ancient animal skin he had obtained flew over in an instant and floated in front of him, emitting a strange light.

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"It is indeed you! Your origin must be extraordinary. Can you tell me the origin of the four ancient sword sounds that came here like this, and what does it have to do with you?"

Fang Qing spoke. He looked at the ancient animal skin suspended in front of him. He was not too surprised. This piece of animal skin was originally very mysterious and indestructible. It was like the relics shed by a supreme being. Today, it burst out with ancient and majestic energy.

The breath is also reasonable.

Buzz!

The ancient animal skin is constantly vibrating, causing ripples to appear in the space around it. The laws and order of the new world are not complete, and the spatial barriers are still not strong enough. An animal skin of unknown age can shake this space.

However, for Fang Qing and others, the space that holds the world is as solid as divine gold, which also reflects the horror of ancient animal skins from the side.

Buzz!

An ancient scene that Fang Qing will never forget reappeared: on an ancient barbaric land, a group of humans, old and young, gathered in an area.

The ancient animal skin clothes were in dilapidated condition and were stained with blood. Some were missing arms, some were missing legs and feet, and there were also one-eyed old men. They all looked sad and looked into the distance, with worries and helplessness on their faces.

Some women gathered together, some were drying clothes and some were playing with utensils. They all looked dull and full of melancholy.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Then, from the depths of the mountains in the distance, terrifying ancient beasts surged forward. Wherever they passed, ancient trees collapsed, and their power was extremely terrifying.

One of the warriors took out his weapons in an instant and said an incomprehensible ancient saying. Everyone moved. Men, women, old and children grabbed the weapons around them. They looked as if they were facing a powerful enemy and were waiting solemnly.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the broken limbs and arms flew around. The battle was extremely fierce. After a quarter of an hour, the battle ended, and the group of people dragged the broken bodies to collect the corpses of the clan members.

As the screen turned, a terrifying scene of landslides and earth-shattering emerged. It was a terrifying ancient battlefield, with countless human masters roaring across the mountains and rivers, their sword energy criss-crossing the sky, and their sword energy tearing apart thousands of miles of void. It was extremely terrifying!

And strange creatures are everywhere, including all kinds of powerful wild ancient beasts, and creatures with three eyes. The legendary creatures with three heads and six arms can also be seen from time to time. Humanoid creatures with wings on their backs, there are too many.

There are many, these are hundreds of ancient tribes, all of which are besieging the human monks. The battle is extremely fierce, with countless casualties.

Soon, the two pictures were hidden. On a ruined land, a middle-aged human master wearing a broken battle suit stood on the vast land and looked into the sky. His expression was solemn and his eyes were full of worry, but his fighting spirit was enough.

The sky shook and the earth split, and there was a faint sound of swords erupting from his body.

Soon, unimaginable masters came to look for them. There were more than one, six terrible masters, all of whom were no weaker than middle-aged people. They had different shapes and were not human. Their expressions were ferocious and arrogant. They didn’t know how to deal with the middle-aged people.

No matter what the person said, the middle-aged man shook his head with a determined look on his face, unmoved.

As if they were angered by the middle-aged man, and as if they didn't get what they wanted, the six unparalleled masters took action at the same time, besieging the middle-aged man. A terrifying battle broke out, and the terrifying aura seemed to come through eternal time and space, making Fang Qing

He took a dozen steps back in succession, his eyes full of fear and unwillingness.

Soon, the scene changed, and the horrific battle disappeared, leaving only dilapidated mountains and rivers, and the earth was riddled with holes!

The middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, covered in blood, his breath was listless, and he was vomiting blood, as if he had suffered an unimaginable injury. His face was blurry, and Fang Qing could not see clearly, but he could only feel the indomitable fighting spirit in him.

, the will to die without regrets.

The middle-aged man seemed to have sensed something, and slowly turned his head. He was filled with supreme majesty and aura. Soon, he suppressed all the aura and aura. His eyes were filled with divine light, and he looked through the eternity of time and space.

His eyes were full of strangeness and expectation, with an indescribable meaning.

Fang Qing looked at him, and the two communicated with their eyes. He seemed to understand something at this moment, and nodded, indicating that he knew and understood!

Soon, all the pictures disappeared. In an instant, dense runes appeared on the ancient animal skins, and soon they formed ancient characters: I am a man of black and yellow cloth, and I travel to the end of the world with my piano and sword.

It is not up to anyone to move the earth. When will the mountains and rivers sway and stop? There will be bleeding and fighting in all directions. If you try to save the building, it will overturn. The sky will collapse and the earth will be torn apart. You will live or die. The fire will be passed down and will never be extinguished.

Fang Qing looked at this doggerel, which could not be said to be outstanding in literary talent and with gorgeous words, but a terrifying sword light burst out from his eyes. The fighting blood and fighting spirit in his body were stirred to the extreme, surging in his body like the Yangtze River.

Absolutely.

Deep in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, the Chaos Fairy Spirit Orb rotates slowly. The power of fate is unpredictable. The trajectory of fate has finally tilted, and even it is not enough to interfere.

"I am a man dressed in black and yellow cloth. I travel to the end of the world with my piano and sword. The world is in chaos and the earth is in chaos. The mountains and rivers are swaying when will they stop. I bleed and fight in all directions. I want to save the building and it will overturn. The sky collapses and the earth is torn apart. I live and die. The fire is passed down and will never be extinguished. It turns out that

, In the ancient times, the living environment of the human monks was so difficult. The descendants of the future generations did not know it, enjoyed the success, and fought among themselves, causing tragedies one after another. They all deserve to be killed!"

Fang Qing murmured to himself, reciting this limerick, and combined with the three ancient mysterious scenes, he thought of many things at once.

He thought of the destruction of Qianqiu Sect and the tragedy of Lian Qianqiu, which made him hate the top forces back then. Today, he wants to repeat the historical tragedy again. Does he have to follow in the footsteps of Lian Qianqiu?

"The spirit of a hundred battles will never be destroyed, and the blue sky will be stained with blue blood. Before fighting the outside world, we must first make peace with the inside! Anyone who wants the good fortune of Qianqiu Sect can come, and I will do my best to take care of it."

Fang Qing murmured to himself, speaking like this, full of murderous intent and endless fighting spirit. This is not the ancient barbaric era, this is the 'peaceful and prosperous age'. They have forgotten too much. Someone needs to bring order to the chaos and reproduce the ancient blood of war.
Chapter completed!