Chapter 2004: 2004
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When Qin Xuan closed, the fairyland also changed.
Calm, the sound of thunder, rolling constantly.
In the past, there were a lot of people in tianjiushengguan, but now, it is still and there is no one.
This holy pass seems to be empty.
In Zhongyu, a saint's lineage was born, which set off a raging wave on this immortal land.
In the northern region, under the gates of the saints, Tianjiao frequently appears.
Some people walked out of the holy gate and defeated many of their peers in the northern region.
Nanyu, a vast Buddhist temple.
A figure came out of the temple gate.
In his eyes and brows, there is no Buddha's mercy, only the intention of fighting. The true immortal qichongtian wants to travel south.
In the western regions, a figure treads on an immortal corpse, erasing the bloodstain on his face. On his charming face, he is full of evil spirit.
In the southern region, a man carries a long gun, three guns to kill the enemy, kowtow to the court and kill the four immortals.
On its waist, there is a seal with the word "heaven".
In Zhongyu, there is qingniu, who is full of scars, licking in the immortal's prohibition, with gloomy and tired eyes.
Buried in the mausoleum of the emperor, an old man stands here quietly.
Beside him, there is an immortal being shrouded in endless terror.
The appearance of sages can not be visualized, but this figure can destroy everything. Even sages can not be visualized.
"Forty three years, here, it's up to you!"
Light words, from the voice full of immortal Yun.
The old man with chaotic eyes stepped on the mountain and said slowly, "the descendants of the emperor's Mausoleum are born. Before the great calamity, there must be a prosperous age, where the sages fight for the throne and the great emperor fight for life."
"Unfortunately, how many people would know if they were not here?"
He negative hand, looking at the burial mausoleum, that piece of heaven and earth, that one has gradually awakened.
Suddenly, there was a sense of terror.
It was a green living creature. Its head was like a dragon, but its body was like a tiger.
"Some little ones, they can't bear it any longer!"
"The catastrophe is coming. I'll do more."
The figure hiding in the immortal Yun said slowly: "it's a pity!"
He seemed to sigh, with a touch of regret. He seemed to feel sorry for the old man, for the fairyland, and for the powerful creature who woke up from the tomb.
Then, the figure hidden in the immortal Yun's palm slightly protruded.
What a hand it is. Its skin is pale yellow and its blood is like a dragon. In its palmprint, it seems to hide endless rivers of stars.
With the palm sticking out, a hundred Zhang array suddenly appeared on the powerful creature.
This array has hundreds of ways. If it is completed, it will be like searching for something.
In a short time, thunder broke out in the hundred feet array.
In an instant, it swept the funeral mausoleum, the dark thunder almost annihilated everything, annihilated the powerful creatures in it.
Boom!
Buried in the depths of the mausoleum, the earth trembles, heaven and earth are about to collapse, and the breath seems to come from the pavement.
This kind of breath, each one, is enough to cover heaven and earth, each one, almost all seems to come out of the wilderness.
That kind of strong breath, even if the sage looked at it, it was like trembling.
Even this kind of strong breath has affected the heaven and the earth. Thousands of miles away, a vast sword appears, three feet sharp, but it splits the vast space, and a continuous stream of chaos lingers in the sword.
Another place is a tripod, which is surrounded by the immortal world. It is also the supreme power, the power of xuanhuang, and a wisp of xuanhuang Qi, which can suppress all things in the galaxy.
And around the tripod, there are more than a million black and yellow Qi lingering.
There is also a small seal, which is full of gold. The space around it is like a mirror. Cracks spread in all directions, thousands of miles.
This is just a breath into a vision, evolves some kind of terror, represents a force that can be proud of the immortal earth, and represents the power of a certain era in the pre ancient times.
This kind of vision is not limited to these three places.
On the towering mountain, the figure in the endless immortal accumulation, gently smile.
"Why show off your power in front of the emperor?"
"No, how about coming out to fight me?"
Sound down, not far away that Mo Lei gradually dissipated, leaving only a huge pit, in which the creature, has long been annihilated, into nothingness.
His words seemed to diffuse to the existence that awaked in the depths of the burial mausoleum, and many of them were silent.
"If you don't come out, be quiet!"
"I don't care about the catastrophe!"
His voice is like a breeze, which makes those breath dare to be angry.
"Leave the rest to me!"
On one side, the old man with confused eyes said gently, "you have something more important than this. Say hello to all of you in the Xu family for me!""Tell them the old man's gone. There's no need to see him."
Yinluo, the existence of Xianyun, is slightly silent.
Then, the figure was slightly distorted by the void, and disappeared in the tomb with endless immortal accumulation.
Only a sigh, slowly filled with, for a long time.
With the departure of this existence, those who buried the emperor's Mausoleum were ready to move, and some of them seemed to be born.
"What
"If you can't provoke the Xu family, you will feel that you are old and easy to cheat!"
"It has been 60 years since Tianling came to Zhenling, and one year less is a big mistake."
In the old man's eyes, the chaotic eyes gradually became clear. A touch of immortality appeared in his body, and the towering mountains at his feet were suddenly fragmented.
Boom, boom
Cracks spread. The mountain is ten thousand feet high, but now it is no longer there.
"The Hun Yuan emperor has a connection with Yue, the mortal emperor of the human race, and the Xuanyuan Emperor Wu Wentian!"
"I've come here to die. If you have a wish, you can die with me!"
Every word in the old man's mouth cracked the sky, spread all over the mausoleum, the mountain forbidden area, and entered the ear of the breath.
In the endless immortal accumulation, Lao Jiu showed a faint smile.
A pair of eyes, as if the condensation of endless chaos.
Before, it was chaos blindfold, now, it's eyes gathering Hunyuan.
He quietly looked at the burial mausoleum and whispered: "there are still 13 years left. I don't know if I can survive!"
"The golden age
The old man stood quietly. He seemed to see behind him the vast land of immortals, the young heroes and talented people, who had done their best to impress the immortals.
Just as in the old days, he went all over the five regions of the immortal land and defeated every conceit.
After 300000 years, he became emperor Shengcheng and was granted the title of Xuanyuan.
"How many years, years, but a handful of loess!"
"Young and romantic, high spirited, a bit of the past."
"But with a smile!"
The old man showed a smile, "the rest of the fairyland, it's your turn!"
The words of the emperor's Mausoleum filled the air.
The breath of terror lingered in silence. On the outskirts of the mausoleum, some of the descendants of the same generation who were once peerless in a certain era came out of it early and entered the immortal land to fight for the throne and the great emperor.
In the fairyland, some great emperors seem to have a subtle insight.
With 13 years to go, the golden age will begin.
Holy meteorite, Emperor fall!
There is no peace in the fairyland.
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When Qin Xuan closed, the fairyland also changed.
Calm, the sound of thunder, rolling constantly.
In the past, there were a lot of people in tianjiushengguan, but now, it is still and there is no one.
This holy pass seems to be empty.
In Zhongyu, a saint's lineage was born, which set off a raging wave on this immortal land.
In the northern region, under the gates of the saints, Tianjiao frequently appears.
Some people walked out of the holy gate and defeated many of their peers in the northern region.
Nanyu, a vast Buddhist temple.
A figure came out of the temple gate.
In his eyes and brows, there is no Buddha's mercy, only the intention of fighting. The true immortal qichongtian wants to travel south.
In the western regions, a figure treads on an immortal corpse, erasing the bloodstain on his face. On his charming face, he is full of evil spirit.
In the southern region, a man carries a long gun, three guns to kill the enemy, kowtow to the court and kill the four immortals.
On its waist, there is a seal with the word "heaven".
In Zhongyu, there is qingniu, who is full of scars, licking in the immortal's prohibition, with gloomy and tired eyes.
Buried in the mausoleum of the emperor, an old man stands here quietly.
Beside him, there is an immortal being shrouded in endless terror.
The appearance of sages can not be visualized, but this figure can destroy everything. Even sages can not be visualized.
"Forty three years, here, it's up to you!"
Light words, from the voice full of immortal Yun.
The old man with chaotic eyes stepped on the mountain and said slowly, "the descendants of the emperor's Mausoleum are born. Before the great calamity, there must be a prosperous age, where the sages fight for the throne and the great emperor fight for life."
"Unfortunately, how many people would know if they were not here?"
He negative hand, looking at the burial mausoleum, that piece of heaven and earth, that one has gradually awakened.
Suddenly, there was a sense of terror.
It was a green living creature. Its head was like a dragon, but its body was like a tiger.
"Some little ones, they can't bear it any longer!"
"The catastrophe is coming. I'll do more."
The figure hiding in the immortal Yun said slowly: "it's a pity!"
He seemed to sigh, with a touch of regret. He seemed to feel sorry for the old man, for the fairyland, and for the powerful creature who woke up from the tomb.
Then, the figure hidden in the immortal Yun's palm slightly protruded.
What a hand it is. Its skin is pale yellow and its blood is like a dragon. In its palmprint, it seems to hide endless rivers of stars.
With the palm sticking out, a hundred Zhang array suddenly appeared on the powerful creature.
This array has hundreds of ways. If it is completed, it will be like searching for something.
In a short time, thunder broke out in the hundred feet array.
In an instant, it swept the funeral mausoleum, the dark thunder almost annihilated everything, annihilated the powerful creatures in it.
Boom!
Buried in the depths of the mausoleum, the earth trembles, heaven and earth are about to collapse, and the breath seems to come from the pavement.
This kind of breath, each one, is enough to cover heaven and earth, each one, almost all seems to come out of the wilderness.
That kind of strong breath, even if the sage looked at it, it was like trembling.
Even this kind of strong breath has affected the heaven and the earth. Thousands of miles away, a vast sword appears, three feet sharp, but it splits the vast space, and a continuous stream of chaos lingers in the sword.
Another place is a tripod, which is surrounded by the immortal world. It is also the supreme power, the power of xuanhuang, and a wisp of xuanhuang Qi, which can suppress all things in the galaxy.
And around the tripod, there are more than a million black and yellow Qi lingering.
There is also a small seal, which is full of gold. The space around it is like a mirror. Cracks spread in all directions, thousands of miles.
This is just a breath into a vision, evolves some kind of terror, represents a force that can be proud of the immortal earth, and represents the power of a certain era in the pre ancient times.
This kind of vision is not limited to these three places.
On the towering mountain, the figure in the endless immortal accumulation, gently smile.
"Why show off your power in front of the emperor?"
"No, how about coming out to fight me?"
Sound down, not far away that Mo Lei gradually dissipated, leaving only a huge pit, in which the creature, has long been annihilated, into nothingness.
His words seemed to diffuse to the existence that awaked in the depths of the burial mausoleum, and many of them were silent.
"If you don't come out, be quiet!"
"I don't care about the catastrophe!"
His voice is like a breeze, which makes those breath dare to be angry.
"Leave the rest to me!"
On one side, the old man with confused eyes said gently, "you have something more important than this. Say hello to all of you in the Xu family for me!""Tell them the old man's gone. There's no need to see him."
Yinluo, the existence of Xianyun, is slightly silent.
Then, the figure was slightly distorted by the void, and disappeared in the tomb with endless immortal accumulation.
Only a sigh, slowly filled with, for a long time.
With the departure of this existence, those who buried the emperor's Mausoleum were ready to move, and some of them seemed to be born.
"What
"If you can't provoke the Xu family, you will feel that you are old and easy to cheat!"
"It has been 60 years since Tianling came to Zhenling, and one year less is a big mistake."
In the old man's eyes, the chaotic eyes gradually became clear. A touch of immortality appeared in his body, and the towering mountains at his feet were suddenly fragmented.
Boom, boom
Cracks spread. The mountain is ten thousand feet high, but now it is no longer there.
"The Hun Yuan emperor has a connection with Yue, the mortal emperor of the human race, and the Xuanyuan Emperor Wu Wentian!"
"I've come here to die. If you have a wish, you can die with me!"
Every word in the old man's mouth cracked the sky, spread all over the mausoleum, the mountain forbidden area, and entered the ear of the breath.
In the endless immortal accumulation, Lao Jiu showed a faint smile.
A pair of eyes, as if the condensation of endless chaos.
Before, it was chaos blindfold, now, it's eyes gathering Hunyuan.
He quietly looked at the burial mausoleum and whispered: "there are still 13 years left. I don't know if I can survive!"
"The golden age
The old man stood quietly. He seemed to see behind him the vast land of immortals, the young heroes and talented people, who had done their best to impress the immortals.
Just as in the old days, he went all over the five regions of the immortal land and defeated every conceit.
After 300000 years, he became emperor Shengcheng and was granted the title of Xuanyuan.
"How many years, years, but a handful of loess!"
"Young and romantic, high spirited, a bit of the past."
"But with a smile!"
The old man showed a smile, "the rest of the fairyland, it's your turn!"
The words of the emperor's Mausoleum filled the air.
The breath of terror lingered in silence. On the outskirts of the mausoleum, some of the descendants of the same generation who were once peerless in a certain era came out of it early and entered the immortal land to fight for the throne and the great emperor.
In the fairyland, some great emperors seem to have a subtle insight.
With 13 years to go, the golden age will begin.
Holy meteorite, Emperor fall!
There is no peace in the fairyland.
www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
When Qin Xuan closed, the fairyland also changed. Calm, the sound of thunder, rolling constantly. In the past, there were a lot of people in tianjiushengguan, but now, it is still and there is no one. This holy pass seems to be empty. In Zhongyu, a saint's lineage was born, which set off a raging wave on this immortal land. In the northern region, under the gates of the saints, Tianjiao frequently appears. Some people walked out of the holy gate and defeated many of their peers in the northern region. Nanyu, a vast Buddhist temple. A figure came out of the temple gate. In his eyes and brows, there is no Buddha's mercy, only the intention of fighting. The true immortal qichongtian wants to travel south. In the western regions, a figure treads on an immortal corpse, erasing the bloodstain on his face. On his charming face, he is full of evil spirit. In the southern region, a man carries a long gun, three guns to kill the enemy, kowtow to the court and kill the four immortals. On its waist, there is a seal with the word "heaven". In Zhongyu, there is qingniu, who is full of scars, licking in the immortal's prohibition, with gloomy and tired eyes. Buried in the mausoleum of the emperor, an old man stands here quietly. Beside him, there is an immortal being shrouded in endless terror. The appearance of sages can not be visualized, but this figure can destroy everything. Even sages can not be visualized. "Forty three years, here, it's up to you!" Light words, from the voice full of immortal Yun. The old man with chaotic eyes stepped on the mountain and said slowly, "the descendants of the emperor's Mausoleum are born. Before the great calamity, there must be a prosperous age, where the sages fight for the throne and the great emperor fight for life." "Unfortunately, how many people would know if they were not here?" He negative hand, looking at the burial mausoleum, that piece of heaven and earth, that one has gradually awakened. Suddenly, there was a sense of terror. It was a green living creature. Its head was like a dragon, but its body was like a tiger. "Some little ones, they can't bear it any longer!" "The catastrophe is coming. I'll do more." The figure hiding in the immortal Yun said slowly: "it's a pity!" He seemed to sigh, with a touch of regret. He seemed to feel sorry for the old man, for the fairyland, and for the powerful creature who woke up from the tomb. Then, the figure hidden in the immortal Yun's palm slightly protruded. What a hand it is. Its skin is pale yellow and its blood is like a dragon. In its palmprint, it seems to hide endless rivers of stars. With the palm sticking out, a hundred Zhang array suddenly appeared on the powerful creature. This array has hundreds of ways. If it is completed, it will be like searching for something. In a short time, thunder broke out in the hundred feet array. In an instant, it swept the funeral mausoleum, the dark thunder almost annihilated everything, annihilated the powerful creatures in it. Boom! Buried in the depths of the mausoleum, the earth trembles, heaven and earth are about to collapse, and the breath seems to come from the pavement. This kind of breath, each one, is enough to cover heaven and earth, each one, almost all seems to come out of the wilderness. That kind of strong breath, even if the sage looked at it, it was like trembling. Even this kind of strong breath has affected the heaven and the earth. Thousands of miles away, a vast sword appears, three feet sharp, but it splits the vast space, and a continuous stream of chaos lingers in the sword. Another place is a tripod, which is surrounded by the immortal world. It is also the supreme power, the power of xuanhuang, and a wisp of xuanhuang Qi, which can suppress all things in the galaxy. And around the tripod, there are more than a million black and yellow Qi lingering. There is also a small seal, which is full of gold. The space around it is like a mirror. Cracks spread in all directions, thousands of miles. This is just a breath into a vision, evolves some kind of terror, represents a force that can be proud of the immortal earth, and represents the power of a certain era in the pre ancient times. This kind of vision is not limited to these three places. On the towering mountain, the figure in the endless immortal accumulation, gently smile. "Why show off your power in front of the emperor?" "No, how about coming out to fight me?" Sound down, not far away that Mo Lei gradually dissipated, leaving only a huge pit, in which the creature, has long been annihilated, into nothingness. His words seemed to diffuse to the existence that awaked in the depths of the burial mausoleum, and many of them were silent. "If you don't come out, be quiet!" "I don't care about the catastrophe!" His voice is like a breeze, which makes those breath dare to be angry. "Leave the rest to me!" On one side, the old man with confused eyes said gently, "you have something more important than this. Say hello to all of you in the Xu family for me!""Tell them the old man's gone. There's no need to see him." Yinluo, the existence of Xianyun, is slightly silent. Then, the figure was slightly distorted by the void, and disappeared in the tomb with endless immortal accumulation. Only a sigh, slowly filled with, for a long time. With the departure of this existence, those who buried the emperor's Mausoleum were ready to move, and some of them seemed to be born. "What "If you can't provoke the Xu family, you will feel that you are old and easy to cheat!" "It has been 60 years since Tianling came to Zhenling, and one year less is a big mistake." In the old man's eyes, the chaotic eyes gradually became clear. A touch of immortality appeared in his body, and the towering mountains at his feet were suddenly fragmented. Boom, boom Cracks spread. The mountain is ten thousand feet high, but now it is no longer there. "The Hun Yuan emperor has a connection with Yue, the mortal emperor of the human race, and the Xuanyuan Emperor Wu Wentian!" "I've come here to die. If you have a wish, you can die with me!" Every word in the old man's mouth cracked the sky, spread all over the mausoleum, the mountain forbidden area, and entered the ear of the breath. In the endless immortal accumulation, Lao Jiu showed a faint smile. A pair of eyes, as if the condensation of endless chaos. Before, it was chaos blindfold, now, it's eyes gathering Hunyuan. He quietly looked at the burial mausoleum and whispered: "there are still 13 years left. I don't know if I can survive!" "The golden age The old man stood quietly. He seemed to see behind him the vast land of immortals, the young heroes and talented people, who had done their best to impress the immortals. Just as in the old days, he went all over the five regions of the immortal land and defeated every conceit. After 300000 years, he became emperor Shengcheng and was granted the title of Xuanyuan. "How many years, years, but a handful of loess!" "Young and romantic, high spirited, a bit of the past." "But with a smile!" The old man showed a smile, "the rest of the fairyland, it's your turn!" The words of the emperor's Mausoleum filled the air. The breath of terror lingered in silence. On the outskirts of the mausoleum, some of the descendants of the same generation who were once peerless in a certain era came out of it early and entered the immortal land to fight for the throne and the great emperor. In the fairyland, some great emperors seem to have a subtle insight. With 13 years to go, the golden age will begin. Holy meteorite, Emperor fall! There is no peace in the fairyland. www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
