Son, Put Your Father To The Test Chapter 165: Tianheng clan, imperial weapon

Before the two came to the stone gate, they found that crimson fragment was circling outside the stone gate, as if they wanted to go in, but they couldn't.

"It seems that something in the stone gate is calling it."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

"Then quickly open this stone gate!" Qin Zi said excitedly.

Qin Chuan shook his head: "As I said, you need to open this door yourself. If you can't open it, we will come back next time."

Qin Zi pouted and said, "Okay."

After speaking, he put his hands on the stone door, and then pushed hard, and a bright golden light burst out.

"Ha!!"

Qin Zi roared, his hair turned golden, but the Shimen didn't move at all.

"Try it with your blood."

Qin Chuan said.

According to his experience, this kind of ancient thing has always recognized blood but not human beings, after all, there is no way to brush their faces.

"Huh?"

Qin Zi was taken aback, but he didn't doubt his father's words at all. He immediately cut his palm, and a stream of blood shot on the stone gate.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, the stone gate trembled violently, and the giant beast pattern on it began to change. Finally, the stone gate rose rumblingly.

"Successful!"

Qin Zi yelled in surprise, and looked at Qin Chuan adoringly: "Father, how do you know that my blood is okay?"

"What do you think?"

Qin Chuan smiled without saying a word.

"Uh."

When Qin Zi saw this, he immediately knew that there would be no result. He was used to his father's inscrutability.

"Father, let's go in quickly!"

After Qin Zi finished speaking, he ran towards the inside excitedly, while Qin Chuan followed slowly.

He knew what was inside, so he let the kid in first, and when the kid opened his mouth wide in shock, he calmly followed to show his aggressiveness.

"Ah——"

The next moment, a voice of exclamation came from the front.

Standing in front of the tragic battlefield, Qin Zi was so shocked by the tragic scene that his face turned pale.

The world ahead is desolate and dilapidated.

Bloody smoke floated in the dark sky, all kinds of broken knives, guns, swords and halberds were strewn all over the place, and countless grotesque corpses fell on the ground. The blood stained the ground dark red, and the smell of blood lingered for a long time.

"Don't be afraid, it's just an ancient battlefield."

At this time, a calm and steady voice came from behind. This voice was as stable as Mount Tai, bringing an unprecedented sense of security.

Qin Zi suddenly turned his head.

I saw my father walking over leisurely, with a flat expression, as if he was visiting his back garden.

"Father."

Qin Zi yelled, then quickly retreated on tiptoe, shrinking his head and hiding behind Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan looked at the pair of footprints he had seen before, and found that the phantom of Emperor Wu had disappeared. Perhaps the artistic conception of Emperor Wu had been exhausted, or it might be that there was a lack of certain conditions and it was not stimulated.

"Buzz!"

At this time, Qin Zi's body glowed with golden light, and the blonde woman Ye Lingshuang flew out and stood beside Qin Chuan.

"Brother Qin."

She let out a shy cry.

"Yeah."

Qin Chuan nodded, and then asked: "You have a good background in this world, so you should know something about it?"

Ye Lingshuang nodded, and said: "This should be one of the battlefields where our world fought against the strong Tianheng clan 40,000 years ago. The battle scope was very wide at that time, so there were many such battlefields."

"The Tianheng clan, are they the demon clan?"

Qin Chuan asked.

"No, it's just a human race from another world. Our world is called the Nine Cang Realm, and their world is called the Tianheng Realm, so we call them the Tianheng Clan, and they call us the Nine Cang Clan."

Ye Lingshuang said.

"Why go to war?"

Qin Chuan asked.

"To compete for a sacred object, a supreme sacred object that can determine the fate of a group of people." Ye Lingshuang's eyes were burning.

"What happened next?"

Qin Chuan asked.

"This battle was very tragic, and the Tianheng clan was very strong, but in the end, our Jiucang Realm was even better, and we kept that fetish."

Ye Lingshuang said with a smile.

Qin Chuan nodded, and stopped digging into the root of the problem.

He knows that enough is enough to ask questions. If you keep asking questions, it will be the same as checking your household registration.

"Brother Qin, aren't you curious about what that fetish is?" Ye Lingshuang asked in surprise when Qin Chuan stopped asking.

"It doesn't matter to me."

Qin Chuan shook his head with a smile, and said meaningfully: "Maybe... maybe I've seen even rarer things."

Ye Lingshuang froze.

Then the little face blushed.

What a shame!

He actually showed off the fetishes of this world in front of Brother Qin. As a strong man in the upper realm, Brother Qin, why hasn't he seen it?

But speaking of it...

This fetish also came from outside the sky, maybe it came from the legendary upper realm.

"Buzz!"

At this time, Qin Chuan let go of the crimson metal fragment in his hand, and immediately, the fragment turned into a red light and flew towards the depths of the ancient battlefield.

"Let's go."

Qin Chuan said, and followed with the two of them.

The three of them chased for a long time, and then saw the red light go into a pile of corpses and rubble.

"Boom!"

Then the ground shook violently, the ruins collapsed quickly, and a huge crimson furnace slowly rose from the ground.

Nine phoenixes are evenly carved on the surface of the stove, and the phoenix heads of the phoenixes extend from the mouth of the stove and protrude in nine directions.

"Om!"

Immediately, a fiery red light illuminated the sky and the earth, and in a trance, it seemed that nine shadows of phoenixes took off, burning with inextinguishable fire, flying out towards nine directions, and one of the phoenixes flew towards the three of them.

"Crash!"

The phoenix came with wings flapping, like the hottest thing in the world, the terrifying heat could be felt from a long distance away, the air seemed to turn into hot magma, it was extremely terrifying.

"Huh!"

Qin Chuan snorted coldly, and the giant black whale sword appeared in his hands. He held the sword in both hands and raised it high. Suddenly, a lawless and domineering aura permeated the air, and a vast phantom appeared outside his body. It is as high as a thousand feet, and its stalwart is like a god, which makes people want to worship.

This is Emperor Wu's sword!

This sword, which he felt here before, contains the artistic conception and invincible spirit of a sword swung by a strong Emperor Wu.

"Boom!!"

With a sword strike, it was like a catastrophe descended from heaven, the unparalleled sword light slashed down in the air, and the phantom of the phoenix exploded on the spot.

Fiery shock waves swept out, accompanied by countless flames, and Qin Chuan released a shield to isolate all these flames.

"Hoo..."

Qin Zi heaved a sigh of relief, and asked with lingering fear: "What is this? It's terrifying."

"It should be an imperial weapon, and judging from the aura, it should be refined by a certain Emperor Wu of the Tianheng clan."

Ye Lingshuang said solemnly.

"How do you know it's the imperial weapon of the Tianheng clan?"

Qin Zi was surprised.

Ye Lingshuang said: "You will know after seeing more, the breath of Tianheng clan is slightly different from our world."

"Then what should we do now?" Qin Zi licked his lips, and looked at the red stove fieryly.

"Emperor weapons generally have self-awareness, and their strength is terrifying. If you want to subdue them forcibly... it is difficult."

Ye Lingshuang said solemnly.

"Didn't Dad defeat that phoenix? Could it be that he couldn't be suppressed?" Qin Zi frowned.

Ye Lingshuang smiled wryly and said: "The nine phoenixes are just like yawning after waking up, they didn't exert their strength at all..."

"What!!"

Qin Zi's eyes widened, he was so strong without using his strength, if he went crazy, wouldn't it be a random killing under Emperor Wu?

"Then we..."

He shrank his neck, anxious.

"Puff!"

Ye Lingshuang suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, and said, "Don't be afraid, Emperor Weapons generally don't take the initiative to attack. They sleep most of the time, and they won't wake up unless they are forced to do so. They are lazier than pigs."

Qin Zi was shocked again.

He looked forward, but found that the crimson stove's light had shrunk, and it was suspended crookedly in the air, and it seemed to be breathing in the stove, and there was a slight snoring sound.

"This... is really sleeping?!"

Qin Zi was stunned ~IndoMTL.com~ for a long time, and then said blankly: "The pig needs to find a nest to sleep, it doesn't even have a nest, isn't it cold?"

Phew!

As soon as the words fell, the stove turned into a red light, flew over in an instant, and shot into Qin Zi's body.

"Ah!!"

Qin Zi yelled in panic, and quickly checked his body, only to find that the stove was lying in his dantian, motionless, and continued to snore slightly.

"This..."

Qin Zi's face twitched, and then he asked with a sad face: "Master, my dantian has become its pig's nest, what should I do?"

Ye Lingshuang also froze for a moment.

She looked at Qin Chuan and asked worriedly: "Brother Qin, is this all right? The Tianheng Clan's imperial weapon is naturally repulsed by our Nine Cang Realm people. I have never seen such a situation."

Qin Chuan smiled lightly, and said strategically, "Hehe... If something happens, I won't let it in."

Actually, he wanted to stop it just now, but the speed of the stove was too fast for him to react, and it was too late to stop it.

However.

Can he say such a thing?

Certainly not!

So he has to show a very stable look - it can go in, I allow it, since I allow it, naturally it's no problem! !

As for the emperor's weapon being given to Qin Zi... He didn't feel bad at all. Isn't Qin Xiaozhu's his?