Chapter 3246 Son of Hope

"I don't know where the Holy Son is."

Faced with Luo Xiu's inquiry, Yuan Tian Sheng Huang took a deep breath and gave a negative answer.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it. No matter what plans and calculations you have in Qingling Mountain, as long as you are my enemy, you will die!"

The black spear in Luo Xiu's hand slowly raised, and the sharp edge on the spear blade was fluctuating. The cold killing intent locked Yuan Tian Sheng Huang tightly, making his body as if bound and unable to move.

Faced with the threat of life and death, Yuan Tian Sheng Huang's face changed drastically, "Luo Xiu, do you really want to be an enemy of our Qingling Mountain? You must know that our Qingling Mountain has a long heritage, countless Saint Emperors, and several Saint Venerable ancestors. Even if you get amazing fortune in this ancient land of good fortune, you will never be able to compete. The foundation of our Qingling Mountain is far beyond your imagination..."

At this moment, Yuan Tian Sheng Huang still hoped that the other party would be afraid of the Qingling Mountain heritage behind him.

However, Luo Xiu's answer to this.

Only one shot!

"Chi!"

The pitch-black spear tore the void into a black mark, pierced into the brow of Yuan Tian Sheng Huang, and broke his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Ah!"

Yuan Tian Sheng Huang screamed miserably, his eyes filled with endless hatred and malice, "Luo Xiu, you will regret it!"

"I don't know whether I regret it or not, but you have no chance to see it."

Luo Xiu shook his head, and the spear in his hand suddenly shook. With a bang, Yuan Tian Sheng Huang's sea of ​​consciousness was shattered and his head exploded.

Only a headless corpse fell from the sky.

The whole world was dead silent.

Ten great saint kings, ten great saint emperors, tens of thousands of cultivators, such a powerful force surrounded and killed one person.

The final result was that they were all killed.

Luo Xiu stood proudly, wearing a cyan-gold battle armor, surrounded by white jade divine light, faintly gathering into the shadow of a white jade tower.

Behind his head, a cyan-gold source wheel was hanging.

In his hand, he held the incomplete Yuanchu Divine Spear.

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart and looked at the void in the distance.

In the distance, there was a mountain towering into the clouds. On the top of the mountain, at some point, a figure of a man in white appeared. There was no aura fluctuation on his body.

But he had a transcendent temperament, as if he was above all living beings, and was peerless.

The wind blew.

The long hair of the man in white fluttered, and every strand of his hair sparkled.

When his eyes fell on this person, Luo Xiu felt a very dangerous aura, and his heart was slightly awed.

You know, his current strength is enough to reach the level of a mid-stage Saint Emperor.

The person who can make him feel the dangerous aura is at least a strong man of this level.

And at present, with the restrictions of the ancient land of creation, isn’t it only the people of the early stage of the Saint Emperor who come?

Just as Luo Xiu was pondering.

He suddenly felt something else in his heart and looked in another direction.

He saw the second figure, who was shrouded in hazy chaotic light. Even with his vision that combined four powerful pupil techniques, he could not see through the obstruction of chaotic light.

"Another era is about to end. I didn't expect that it was just a weaker era, and a genius like you could appear."

At this moment, the voice of the man in white standing on the top of the mountain came. Although it was far away, the voice echoed clearly in Luo Xiu's ears. Every word and every syllable was heard clearly.

From the other party's words, Luo Xiu guessed that the other party did not seem to be from this era.

"You guessed right. I came from the oldest. In this ancient land called hope, I have been sleeping for an unknown number of years. Now I am awake."

"This era is about to end again. The ancient land will be opened for the last time, and the greatest fortune will also appear, so I woke up."

The man in white said leisurely.

He slowly raised his hand, pointed a finger in the void, and a mysterious rune condensed, shining like a star in the eternal blue sky.

The most ancient Tao is embodied in runes.

This mysterious rune contains the Tao of the man in white. The power contained in it is different from the power of endless order, but it is comparable to the high order of endless times.

In other words, the cultivation and realm of this man in white are equivalent to the Saint Emperor realm of endless times.

A Saint Emperor who was sleeping in this ancient land at the end of the most ancient times?

"Om!"

At the same time, on the other side, the aura of the figure shrouded in chaotic light emerged, and a green lotus appeared beside him. A mysterious Tao rhyme, faintly competing with the rune aura of the man in white, counteracted each other.

"The end of each era also represents the beginning of a new era. The ancient land left at the end of the most ancient is called hope. Are you the most ancient person who is entrusted with hope?"

Another figure came from the horizon, and a voice came, "If I am not wrong, you are the most ancient son of hope."

This is a handsome man in green clothes who can be called as handsome as jade.

He stared at the man in white and told a surprising message.

Son of Hope?

Luo Xiu did not speak, but just listened quietly.

"You should be the son of endless hope." The man in green turned his gaze to the man who was shrouded in chaotic light.

"Every era is unwilling to be ended. The destiny of an era is blessed on a young man with infinite potential. Therefore, every child of hope is lucky or unlucky. He carries an era with him. of sustenance and hope.”

The man in green shirt shook his head, his voice seemed to be full of helplessness.

Luo Xiu heard the deep meaning behind these words and was a little surprised.

The hope of an era is placed on one person. Such a child of hope carries the blessing of an era. How terrifying must such a person be?

Of the three people who appeared at this moment, even if Luo Xiu had reached his current state, he still couldn't see through their depth.

At this moment, the man in green shirt looked at Luo Xiu again.

"You are an anomaly." The man in green shirt said.

"In the most ancient times, you were also one of the candidates for the Son of Hope, but those people in the most ancient times did not choose you. In this endless era, you have also not been selected." The man in blue shirt shook his head.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Luo Xiu frowned.

"You will understand in the future." The man in blue shirt said meaningfully.

"Who are you?" A questioning voice came out from the hazy chaotic light.

When Luo Xiu heard this voice, his eyes shrank slightly, because the voice was vaguely familiar and reminded him of the Holy Son of Qingling who had never appeared.

"He is the son of Chugu, the son of hope in the Chugu era."

The man in white answered the question.