56: Ancient creatures attacking the divine stone? ! The will of the Human Emperor!

The two looked at each other across the air, their expressions varied.

Lu Wenyuan's lips curved upwards as he said, "Last time you were one step faster than me, this time it's my turn."

What he was referring to was undoubtedly Qin Han taking the Spirit Medicine in the ancient medicine field.

"It's been a long time, Brother Lu, your demeanor is even more impressive," Qin Han's tightly furrowed brow relaxed as he smiled in response.

Their cordial tone was like a greeting between close friends.

If not for the sinister killing intent flashing in Lu Wenyuan's eyes, he almost fooled everyone.

"I said, the humiliation you gave me, I will return a hundredfold," Lu Wenyuan slowly turned around, a blood-red silkworm perched on his forehead.

"Once I drink the immortal god spring, I will be supreme in this Secret Realm!"

He was surrounded by transparent Li Fire, walking forward with difficulty.

Each time his foot landed, a deep footprint appeared on the ground.

It was not difficult to see that there was something strange about this place.

"The chief Disciple of Qiankun Xuanzong, do you have a grudge against him?" Wu De asked curiously.

"I ransacked his family's medicine field," Qin Han said lightly.

"Tsk, it's no less than the hatred of having one's wife stolen," Wu De immediately understood Lu Wenyuan's feelings.

If his wealth was stolen, he would catch the thief even if he had to chase him to the ends of the earth!

"Didn't you cooperate with him before? Why didn't you even greet him when you met?" Qin Han asked.

"We only cooperated once, it took me half a day of talking to earn three thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones," Wu De pouted unhappily.

It was clear that he seemed dissatisfied with being used as a pawn.

Especially with such little remuneration.

It wasn't as satisfying as Qin Han casually throwing ten thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones.

Although Wu De was not a businessman, he understood the most basic balance of interests.

At this moment, the Azure Flame Giant Bird moved first, its wings flapping with terrifying flames, melting the rocks in the cave into magma.

"The immortal god spring belongs to this temple! I'd like to see who dares to covet it!"

As soon as these words came out, it instantly offended the Human, Yao, and alien races.

Even the Evil-Eyed Blood Lion couldn't stand it, and with a cold snort, he rushed out bathed in a sea of blood.

"As long as I soak in the immortal god spring, I will have the Opportunity for my Bloodline to revert to its ancestors, reappearing the supreme Divine Light of my ancestors!" A stone spoke human words.

Then it flew out at an extremely fast speed, astonishing everyone.

Qin Han's mouth slightly opened, and he asked in surprise, "A stone can actually speak human words? What kind of creature is this?"

It was understandable for Yao Beasts to speak human words.

After all, their Bloodline talent was there, and they possessed sentience from birth.

"This is a pure-blooded descendant of the ancient God-Slaying Stone, although its Bloodline is not pure, its status is noble, and it has several Yao Emperors protecting its Dao," Wu De explained.

"The God-Slaying Stone you mentioned, is it the legendary stone that hits wherever it's pointed, hitting a hundred out of a hundred?" Qin Han was stunned.

"That's right, the God-Slaying Stone ignores Restrictions, ignores the Dao, and once even hit Nuzhan Great Emperor's head."

Good heavens, a BUG of the Archaic Great Thousand World?

Nuzhan Great Emperor, who achieved Dao in the Di Lin Era, possessed the Major Achievement Nuzhan Divine Body and unparalleled combat power.

Even such an existence was hit by a stone, which shows the uniqueness of the God-Slaying Stone.

As soon as these words came out, the fist-sized God-Slaying Stone suddenly turned 180 degrees, "Dead fatty, are you chirping about me behind my back?"

"What's wrong with me saying a few words about you?" Wu De retorted, unwilling to show weakness.

"Looking for a beating!"

The God-Slaying Stone suddenly appeared in front of Wu De and slammed into his forehead.

Bang!

"Ouch! My head!" Wu De clutched his head and retreated, tears streaming down his face from the pain.

The God-Slaying Stone snorted lightly, "A fatso with horns, how funny."

A childish tone of mockery.

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but show strange expressions.

Wu De's forehead swelled into a large lump, covered in bruises, like horns growing on his head.

"This Daoist will suppress you in the latrine for ten thousand years!"

With that, Wu De angrily crushed a fourth-grade Divine Sword Talisman.

Countless golden Divine Swords instantly shot out from the Void Realm, breaking through the Void Realm, aiming directly at the God-Slaying Stone!

This terrifying Aura, comparable to the full-strength attack of a Divine Palace Realm expert, made people tremble with fear.

The God-Slaying Stone frantically jumped left and right, narrowly dodging each attack.

"Dead fatty, are you not convinced?" The God-Slaying Stone attacked again, its target still Wu De's forehead.

Slap!

Qin Han suddenly grabbed the God-Slaying Stone in his hand, but the next scene shocked his eyes.

The God-Slaying Stone suddenly disappeared from his palm and heavily crashed into the other side of Wu De's forehead.

"Damn it, it hurts this Daoist to death!"

Two symmetrical large lumps appeared, and Wu De grimaced in pain, full of anger.

The God-Slaying Stone was smug, twisting its body and saying, "Dare to offend me again, next time I'll smash your lifeline."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Han couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"What a ruthless stone..."

Wu De made a move as if to take revenge, but Qin Han quickly pulled him back.

"Forget it, what's there to argue about with a stone?"

"Damn it, when has this Daoist ever suffered such indignity? If you hadn't stopped me today, I would have suppressed it in the latrine," Wu De snorted coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes," Qin Han nodded repeatedly.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a shrill scream came out.

A Tongqiao Realm fourth-layer Martial Artist, when he approached fifty zhang from the immortal god spring, a blood pattern suddenly appeared on his forehead.

Then more cracks appeared on his body, emitting an ear-piercing cracking sound.

Finally, he exploded with a bang, blood raining down everywhere.

Hiss!

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but gasp, retreating in unison.

"One of the top ten Prodigies of Xuantian Gate died in the blink of an eye?"

"The Human Emperor's will still exists here, proceed with caution."

Wu De took a step, feeling a terrifying Aura descend.

It was as if several large mountains were pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to move an inch.

"The Human Emperor has been dead for so many years, and his will still exists?" Wu De's expression changed.

Chu Jiangnian of Butian Pavilion moved his steps lightly, with Flying Snow Sword Intent applied to him, resisting ninety percent of the pressure.

But his steps were still slow, taking a quarter of an hour to take one step.

And the Evil-Eyed Blood Lion's speed was also very slow; it possessed the powerful talent of the Yao Race, using its Physical Body to resist the will and move forward.

The scene was like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each displaying their Divine Ability.

Someone sacrificed a half-human-tall shield, supporting their protective Spiritual Qi and walking forward.

A Yao Beast sacrificed a Yao King Beast Horn, with runes flowing, its Aura surging, resisting the Human Emperor's will.

The God-Slaying Stone, on the other hand, rolled forward little by little on the ground, its speed not slow.

"Fatty, think of a way, Lu Wenyuan is almost there," Qin Han urged.

"What can I do?" Wu De's eyes widened.

"Damn it, your ancestors stole so many tombs, didn't they leave any experience behind?"

"I'll give it a try."

With that, Wu De took out a Qiankun Bagua Formation Plate.

Then he silently recited the Dragon Seeking Art, "Qian three links, Kun six breaks..."

At this moment, Lu Wenyuan, who was walking at the very front, was only eight zhang away from the immortal god spring.

A heaven-shattering Opportunity was within reach.

"Can the Child of Luck be this lucky?" Qin Han was unconvinced.

If he hadn't fought fiercely with the Evil-Eyed Blood Lion, shaking the general trend of this world and revealing Lu Wenyuan.

Perhaps the immortal god spring would have already been drunk by him without anyone knowing.

Qin Han, with a Saint descendant who mastered the Dragon Seeking Art and Dragon Seeking Ruler, only found the Human Emperor Tomb.

Yet Lu Wenyuan was able to sneak in here without anyone knowing.

As fellow Martial Artists, could one's dog Luck be this good?

At this thought, Qin Han's eyes turned cold, and he felt extremely unbalanced.

At this moment, Wu De exclaimed in surprise, "I found a way, follow this Daoist!"