"You must have felt it too, something is wrong." Si Xuan turned his head and nodded to Long Nu.

"It was left by a certain emperor in ancient times." Longnu observed carefully for a moment and said with certainty.

Si Xuan didn't say anything anymore, and took Long Nu directly into the world of Immortal Palace. He had the memory of Samsara Lake, so he naturally knew that this Immortal Cave World was left by the Immortal Emperor, and there were traces left by the Emperor, which was very extraordinary.

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The moment he stepped into the Immortal Mansion, Si Xuan felt an obvious sense of weightlessness. It was not a real sense of weightlessness, but was caused by the perfection of the laws of this small world.

"The laws of heaven and earth are the same as they were in ancient times!" The dragon girl nodded. This small world was definitely opened by a figure of the Great Emperor level. The rules of heaven and earth are so perfect!

Yin Zhen nodded at the side and said: "The old palace master guessed that this may be the place where the ancient emperor buried himself, using an immortal small world as his coffin. Only the emperor can achieve such a grand scene!"

He led Si Xuan and the others to a quiet small lake.

This small lake is not big, but it is very deep. It is located in a dense forest. It is filled with spiritual energy and bursts of rays of light. It is deep and mysterious.

"Master!" Yin Zhen stepped forward and bowed to a strange stone by the lake.

"Yeah!" There was an old response, and the figure of an old man in commoner clothes appeared.

"Huh?" The dragon girl was surprised, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a divine light burst out in her eyes. Then she saw clearly that there was an old man sitting on the strange stone holding a bamboo pole. With her dragon eyes, she didn't notice it just now!

"He has been walking there," Si Xuan smiled and said to her. This saint blended into heaven and earth, but could not be hidden from Si Xuan's eyes. "Those who can become saints in this world are not simple people."

"Yeah!" Dragon Girl nodded solemnly.

"Wow!"

At this time, the sound of water sounded from the commoner old man. He waved the bamboo pole in his hand, and the hundred-foot-long crocodile was thrown into the air.

The commoner old man took out a tattered fish basket from his arms and tossed it casually, and the hundred-foot-long green crocodile was sucked into the fish basket.

"The saint's methods are truly extraordinary!" Si Xuan took a step forward and cupped his hands.

"It's just a little trick, Prince Taiyin laughed at it." The old man in gray casually threw the fish basket in his hand to Yin Zhen, turned around and saluted Si Xuan, and then bowed his hand to the dragon girl.

"With your own methods, don't you want to participate in the ancient emperor's battle for opportunity over there?" Si Xuan stood beside the old sage and said with a smile.

"The Human Race's Emperor has occupied the coffin of the Ancient Race's Immortal Emperor. The two emperors have nothing to do with the old man. Why offend Daxia and the Ancient Race at the same time for this?" The old man didn't mind the dirt and dust on the stone.

Water stains, sitting on the ground shaking his head and laughing.

"You are quite free and easy." Si Xuan laughed. This old man was different from many people. He was very Buddhist and had no desires or desires compared to the people in the West Desert.

The old man took out another bamboo tube from his arms, poured two mouthfuls of rice wine into his mouth, and said with a smile: "Compared with this, I wonder what the prince and the Wanlong Princess came to do?"

"I'm here to see some friends. Si has just come back, and I'm a little worried." Si Xuan and the old man looked at the small lake below and shook their heads.

He took out a few golden leaves from his black robe and said to the old man: "In addition, I also want to exchange something from you."

"Well, the leaves of the Fusang Sacred Tree are quite fresh." The commoner old man glanced at the leaves in Si Xuan's hand and nodded, "Tell me, what does the prince want?"

"Planet coordinates." Si Xuan smiled, "Regardless of human race, demon race or other races, two divine leaves exchange one coordinate."

He, Old Man Dongfang and Wanlongchao actually have a lot of planet coordinates in their hands, but those are at least a million years ago. In addition to Beidou, Ziwei, Yinghuo, Wanlong mother star and other eternal planet coordinates, they are still valuable.

, everything else is meaningless.

The old man suddenly nodded and said: "That's right. For you, Beidou is indeed weak now, so the starry sky can bring pressure to you."

He stood up on the strange stone, looked at Si Xuan, and waved: "Come on, use all your weapons and means to fight with the old man. You just killed him, and it's too early for him to go to the starry sky now.

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"We still have to fight!" Si Xuan raised his eyebrows, expecting this to happen and was not surprised.

"After all, it is indeed a little early. If the prince of the human race dies because he sets foot in the starry sky too early, he will be the sinner of the human race." The old man's eyes became sharp, and an awe-inspiring power surged out of his body.

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"That's understandable. I just want to give it a try." Si Xuan's unicorn robe moved slightly and his brows furrowed.

"Do you want to use the imperial soldiers?" Princess Wanlong secretly sent a message to him. She carried the Wanlong Bell with her, and now she was thinking about whether to hit the old saint of the human race directly.

"It's not necessary, don't worry." Si Xuan gently pressed Long Nu's shoulders with both hands and pushed her behind him. A gray mace appeared above his head, and wisps of Taiyin's holy power fell to protect him under it.

This is the holy weapon that Si Xuan obtained from the Ziwei Pseudo Taiyin Sect. According to the saint, it came from the fifth generation grandson of the Human Emperor, which was the fourth generation grandson of Si Xuan.

"The Great Sage's holy weapon is close to the quasi-emperor level. It is really a supreme holy weapon." The old sage rushed into the sky with Si Xuan, and a fishing rod made of sacred wood appeared in his hand. It was his natal holy weapon.

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"recovery!"

Si Xuan lightly scolded, not daring to hold back at all against a true saint, and the magic power was poured into the ashes without reservation, making the lunar holy power on it boil, becoming deeper and darker!

In this strong Taiyin Holy Power, a hazy figure stood up, stood behind Sixuan, and stared coldly at the old saint of Qishi Mansion.

"Come!"

Si Xuan shouted low and disappeared. The next moment he appeared in front of the old saint. His fist turned into a dark sun and hit the old man!

"boom!"

The clouds in the sky were instantly dispersed, and the majestic power of heaven and earth aroused, attracting the attention of many people!

Yin Zhen retreated tens of thousands of miles in an instant. Si Xuan and the old saint's attack was too sudden, and he was afraid of being affected by the aftermath.

The dragon girl is protected by purple-gold dragon energy, and the saint-level aftermath cannot even blow up her dress.

Si Xuan didn't know how to use a weapon like a mace, so he could only let it hang down with the holy light of the moon to protect himself. In the sky, his big hands turned into two small black suns, facing the old saint of Qishi Mansion who was holding a fishing rod.

Strike again and again.

This saint is indeed extraordinary. Every swing of the fishing rod can shake the heaven and earth. However, Si Xuan has the blessing of the Great Saint Soldier at the Peak of Resurrection, so it is difficult for him to gain the upper hand for a while.

The old saint of Qishi Mansion swung the fishing rod into a chain of gods in his hand, and it was obvious that he still had some remaining strength: "If you don't borrow the imperial soldiers, you can be on par with the old man. Looking at the Beidou human race, there are not many people who can do this.

The prince can use whatever means he has!"

The gray holy mace used by Si Xuan is a bit too advanced, but he is still a strong man at the fourth level of the saint realm anyway, and he was a saint in this world, so his combat power is not ordinary!

"Really?" Si Xuan grinned, and the smile on his face turned a little ferocious. This was the first time he had faced off against the saint. Without the resurrection of his ashes, it would be really difficult to fight him!

He dispersed the shining black sun in his hand, made another seal, and a fairy phoenix appeared again.

This is a phoenix seal that combines the taboo methods of Taiyin and Sun. At this time, Si Xuan used it and struck the old saint under the cover of the gray Taiyin holy power.

"rumble!"

This blow shook the heaven and the earth, and the whole small world was shaken by it. Not only Longnu and Yin Zhen, but also people further away felt that their center of gravity was unstable.

"A saint has taken action!"

"Duel between saints, is the ancestor of the ancient race here?"

Waves of shouts came. In this small world, there were not only dragon-turning monks, but also many half-step masters and powerful ones, and more than one of the holy soldiers was used.

They used their respective methods to look at the saint-level battlefield. Among the two saints, there was a seemingly simple old man in civilian clothes, holding a bamboo pole in his hand. At this time, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was obviously injured.

On the other side is a young man wearing a black unicorn robe. There is a gray mace hanging above his head. The thick black light is like a small sun shrouding the man. His hand is currently hidden under the unicorn robe.

It didn't come back without any injuries.

"Brother Si Dao!"
Chapter completed!