"Look at my future destiny?" Lu Qingchen was very shocked by Lao Huang's words, and he even became slightly distracted because of it.

"Old Huang, you mean you can see the future?!"

Lu Qingchen asked in surprise. He didn't expect that Old Huang, who had been with him for so long, still had this ability.

"Of course, warping time and space is one of my abilities." Lao Huang rarely saw Lu Qingchen surprised, so he immediately replied with some pride.

"It's just that the injuries he suffered in that battle were too serious, so it's a bit reluctant to use this ability." As if he remembered something, Lao Huang's voice weakened again.

"That's it..." Lu Qingchen lowered his head and thought. After half a minute, he said:

"Old Huang, if there is no harm in using this ability, then use it. I just want to see my future destiny."

Lu Qingchen's eyes flashed with a faint light, and there was some expectation in his heart.

He himself does not believe in fate, because he always feels in his heart that fate is a mysterious thing that no one can guess.

But the problem is that this time the person who said he wanted to see his future destiny was Lao Huang, and Lu Qingchen still trusted Lao Huang in his heart.

After all, it is an ancient artifact that has lived for countless years. It is impossible to talk nonsense, so maybe it can really predict Lu Qingchen's future.

"Old Huang, do you need me to do anything?"

Lu Qingchen has never been an indecisive person. Now that he has decided, he can just go ahead and do it.

"This is not necessary." Lao Huang responded:

"Just give me a drop of blood."

"no problem."

Lu Qingchen nodded and immediately drew a drop of blood from his fingertips.

"I'm going to start."

Old Huang warned, and immediately flew out of Lu Qingchen's dantian, covering the drop of pale golden blood.

After a while, the small golden clock began to shake, and a faint blood-colored radiance gradually emitted from the whole body.

Lu Qingchen stared at the golden clock floating in front of him, and he knew that Old Huang had already started.

On an ancient battlefield, two young men were looking at each other from a distance.

"I said it was a misunderstanding from the beginning. Why do you insist on pursuing me? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

A young man wearing a five-color brocade robe stared closely at the young man in front of him and shouted.

His face is like a crown jade, and his long hair has the same five colors as the brocade robe on his body. When the hair is flickering, it is like a god descending into the world.

Such a person who looks like an immortal, but his face is full of solemnity at this moment.

He held a five-color long sword tightly in his hand, and an ancient scroll hung above his head, shrouding him firmly in it.

"No need to say anything more, use your life today to prove my path to the Holy King!"

In front of this young man, there stood a white-haired young man. He was holding a jade ruler as white as jade and said in a calm tone.

The next moment, the jade ruler glowed, cutting off the scene, leaving only a trace of blood in Old Huang's mind.

The screen changes.

In front of a dilapidated bloody palace, a white-haired young man holding a bloody sword stood quietly, as if waiting for something.

"Tiantian Palace!!!"

I don’t know how long it took, but an angry roar resounded throughout the world, and as the light flashed, many figures appeared around the bloody palace.

"Are you all here? Very good."

The white-haired young man glanced at the dense crowd of figures around him, with a touch of ridicule in his eyes.

"You will be buried here today, and the Slaughter of Heaven Palace will be destroyed!"

An old man with a cold face shouted loudly, and following his order, countless figures rushed towards the white-haired young man.

"Now that we're here, let's all die!!!"

Facing this scene, a look of madness appeared in the eyes of the white-haired young man. As the bloody sword was swung, figures fell down one after another.

It's a pity that there are too many of these figures. Even if the white-haired young man is extremely powerful, it has cost an extremely huge price.

By the time the last figure was killed, the white-haired young man was covered in blood and his whole body was crumbling.

"Are you finally exhausted?" The old man with a cold face couldn't help but sneered when he saw this scene. He waved his hand to the other seven people in the sky and shouted:

"Kill him!"

As the old man finished speaking, the other seven old men took action one after another, and the murderous intent enveloped the white-haired young man who had exhausted his energy and energy.

"Are you going to die?" The white-haired young man watched quietly as these people attacked him without any intention of resisting, because he had already run out of gas.

"But I'm not willing to do it."

A soft murmur sounded faintly, and the white-haired young man glanced at the sword in his hand, with a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Groan...!"

Just when the attacks of the eight old men were about to fall on the white-haired young man, a shocking sound of dragon roar suddenly came from the distance.

A huge black dragon tore through the void and descended above the Blood Hall. On top of the black dragon's head, a majestic figure stood impressively.

His white hair was flying freely, and his handsome face had a cold look. Behind this majestic figure, there was a bloody sun rising slowly.

"The eight major forces besieged my Heaven-Slaying Palace and deceived my disciples. Do they really think I don't exist?!"

The voice of this majestic figure sounded like thunder in the ears of the eight old men. He looked at the eight old men with a cold expression and slowly stretched out a palm.

"Here comes the sword!"

The next moment, the ancient sky-slaying sword burst out with a dazzling blood light, and a bloody sun enveloped the world.

...

This is an endless and vast world.

Rumble——

A long silver river filled with chaotic energy suddenly boiled. At the end of this long river, there was a terrifying creature covered in pitch black.

"Emperor of Heaven!"

A loud roar came from the mouth of this pitch-black terrifying creature, as if it was going to travel through the ages and span eternity of time and space.

Boom!

Under the roar of this terrifying creature, this strange silver river began to boil violently. In an instant, from its end, the silver river was dyed blood.

"How dare you!!!"

As this long silver river changed, a shocking roar resounded throughout time and space.

On the other side of this dark and terrifying creature, a majestic figure appeared.

He was bathed in the fairy light, with a giant golden bell filled with chaos hanging above his head. He held a jade-colored sword and wore the Emperor's Armor of Chaos. The silver hourglass blocked the long river of time.

"Emperor of Heaven!"

As soon as this majestic figure appeared, the silvery river of time immediately returned to its original appearance, and countless figures appeared, praising this great existence.

The Emperor of Heaven was bathed in a celestial glow, making it difficult for people to see his appearance. He nodded gently towards these figures. Among these figures, there was a small golden bell shining, trying his best to see through the Emperor of Heaven's face.

"Huh? Where did this scum come from, dare to pry into the long river of time!"
Chapter completed!