From time to time, giant war boats rowed across the sky, ancient chariots rumbled in, and huge divine birds flew through the clouds, one after another, sweeping through the vast fluctuations of time and space.
The atmosphere in the Holy Emperor Realm is getting more and more heated. A large number of Originators are rushing on the ground. Juntian's team is getting larger and larger, but the atmosphere seems abnormal.
They were in a daze, and some of them glanced at the old sage who was gloating about his misfortune, and his face suddenly darkened. This old guy was too bad. It was clearly impossible to accomplish, and he had to make it mysterious and appetizing.
"Domination!"
The saints who claimed to be young prodigies fell silent and felt extremely terrible pressure.
The Holy Emperor's battlefield radiates to dozens of surrounding ancient worlds. The number of powerful people participating is astronomical and cannot be counted. There are even young supremes from distant worlds crossing over to compete for the top spot.
Those who can sweep across an ancient world and dominate the world are young supremes. As for those who defeat dozens of invincible opponents in the ancient world, they are simply inhuman.
Only the top one can become a saint in the temple? The conditions are too harsh. In the end, only 108 people were selected. This elimination rate is too scary.
Of course, there are rumors all over the world that the 108 selected astonishing saints have a huge chance of being nominated for the God List in the future, which is equivalent to receiving a pass to the divine realm.
"In this area of our world, besides Prince Dawei, who else is the leader?" Someone exclaimed: "We small characters should just hunt for treasures and work hard to improve."
The team was completely silent. In the end, the only ones who can write glory and legend in this world are the young supremes. Even though they can defeat an invincible opponent in the field, they are nothing in the Conferred God War.
"Even though we have supreme power in the Holy Emperor Realm, the crown prince of the Great Power Holy Dynasty is too terrifying after all. Who can compete with the Origin Dragon Body, the Son of God, the Supreme Wheel of Life, and the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top?"
The local creatures in the Holy Emperor Realm were all stunned and even more aggrieved. They obviously hoped that the strong men from the same realm could win, and Prince Dawei had already announced that he would come to the Holy Emperor's battlefield.
For an invincible Mahatma like him, the impact of such remarks is too great. It is equivalent to warning all forces that coming here to fight for hegemony is destined to become a green leaf.
"In recent years, the Dawei Holy Dynasty has had bad luck. Last year, the Shenting District suffered a heavy blow, which damaged its luck. Last month, something terrible happened in Sunrise Ridge. King Wu was filled with hatred, and all the god-level battleships were taken away.
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Someone said such words, and the crowd immediately became silent. They had heard about this incident for a long time, and the commotion was too great. If Prince Dawei hadn't been a threat to both the Holy Dynasty and the outside world, it would have been a sign of the decline of the family fortunes.
"I have heard rumors that the perpetrator behind the scenes is the same person who severely damaged the Shenting District. Xia Juntian, who broke out from the wasteland and is the successor of the path of the origin of life, is said to have successfully manifested himself as a saint and is only one step away from becoming a saint in the physical body!
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The old saint whispered: "This is a very ruthless man. He robbed the god-level war boat and turned around to open fire on the holy army. If his level had not been lower, he might have hope to dominate the holy list in the future!"
"Competing with Prince Dawei? He is still far behind. Even Xia Qingtian is not qualified, but I have to admit that this person named Xia Juntian is really outrageous. Maybe there is a glimmer of hope to break the curse.
"Someone said.
"So many supreme forces have declared failure. It's too difficult."
The old great sage shook his head. No one would deny the potential of Prince Dawei. He has long been hailed as one of the candidates who can control the supreme ancestral court in this great era.
On the contrary, there is an invincible mahatma like Teng Tian, but he is not the son of God. There is certainly hope for becoming a god in the future, but to become the controller of the Supreme Ancestral Court? There is no hope.
The controller of the Supreme Ancestral Court is equal to the incarnation of the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is closer to the Son of God.
"We are almost there..." At this moment, Juntian looked at the ancient city that stretched across the horizon. It was vast and majestic, majestic and tall, stretching for countless thousands of miles.
Jun Tian's face became solemn. When he looked down at this huge city, he faintly felt the indelible power of the years, as if the Holy Emperor was sitting cross-legged in the city and giving a sermon.
"Old man, what is the origin of this city?" Jun Tian whispered.
The eldest sage was surprised, looked at Juntian for a few times, and said: "Little brother, you have good eyesight. This is the legendary city of the Holy Emperor. The invincible Holy Emperor who left a glorious mark in the history of our human race once settled here."
"What? This is the birthplace of the Holy Emperor. He is the most terrifying existence in the history of our human race!"
The team is in full swing. The Holy Emperor in history has shaken up the past and created various myths and glory in ancient times, making an indelible contribution to the future rise of the human race.
After all, in ancient times, alien races ran rampant across the world and occupied all kinds of the strongest divine lands. As for the human race, they were relatively weak and struggled to survive. And during that special era, the human race successively emerged as the winner of the Conferring God War and took control of the Supreme Ancestral Court.
Gradually let the human race develop and grow.
Jun Tian carefully examined this giant city. Millions of years have passed, and the years cannot erase the aura of the Holy Emperor. How terrifying is the invincible giant?
"Boom!"
In the birthplace of myth, even god-level warships are parked at the gate of the city. No matter what status they are, all powerful men get off the car and walk into the city to show their absolute respect to the Holy Emperor.
Even if the giants of the Conferred Gods dare not drag it down, the Holy Emperor's contribution to the rise of the human race is indelible. He once fought against the alien races and fought for the development of the rich and prosperous ancient world for the human race.
The atmosphere in the city is even more lively. Famous heroes and young overlords who are shocking the world can be seen everywhere. Even though the saint-level battlefield is forbidden to enter, there are countless powerful people who come to watch the ceremony.
Jun Tian walked in the city. The city was desolate and vast, and he could catch some kind of rules, more like the rotation of a field.
Of course, the Holy Emperor City does not have the same special pattern as the Falling Sun Ridge, but Juntian observed and analyzed it using the ant scriptures and felt the aura left by the Holy Emperor.
"I wonder if the Holy Emperor left any inheritance?"
He was moved. It was said that the rise of the Holy Emperor was related to the Holy Emperor's battlefield. According to legend, the Holy Emperor's Palace, the strongest palace in the Holy Emperor's battlefield, had only been opened three times in this long period of time.
If we could figure out some of the Holy Emperor's cultivation chapters, wouldn't it be possible to capture the most powerful creation?
Of course, Jun Tian thinks it is unrealistic, because the strongest orthodoxy in the Holy Emperor Realm is left by the Holy Emperor. If there is really a secret to clearing the Land of Creation, future generations would have taken it away long ago.
Jun Tian was still not idle, using the Ant Scripture to analyze the Holy Imperial City. Several days passed before he knew it, and he finally discovered the source.
He was surprised that this was an area where mortals lived. Walking on the ancient bluestone streets, he was surprised to find that there was a path leaving the Holy Imperial City. He walked through a muddy path and appeared in the back mountain, arriving at a low mountain.
There is a low Taoist temple on the mountain. It has not been cleaned for a long time and is covered with dust. There is nothing inside.
Jun Tian frowned, thinking that this was the holy emperor's hidden cultivation place, but unfortunately he didn't find any strange place, it was just ordinary, like an extraordinary land.
Jun Tian searched back and forth unwillingly, but was disappointed because even the spiritual veins did not exist.
“Making the complex simple?”
Jun Tian murmured in his heart that even the No. 8 Battle Sky Monument didn't find anything.
Jun Tian returned without disappointment and sat cross-legged in the Taoist temple. He didn't like the lively atmosphere in the city, so he stayed here and waited for the start of the Holy Emperor's battlefield.
Close your eyes and rest your mind, Juntian's heart is as calm as water.
A few days later, he was suddenly awakened, in a state of unity between heaven and man, and felt two powerful waves approaching.
Juntian's figure flashed, and he escaped into space in an instant. His body shrank, and the pattern of Falling Sun Ridge appeared. His body seemed to turn into an ion stream, wandering in this world.
It is a very special manifestation that Juntian has tried before. He can hide better and integrate with the pattern of this world, becoming a part of the mountains and rivers.
This is the embodiment of the field. Juntian is dormant in space. Next, he just wants to live in peace and go to the battlefield of the Holy Emperor. Searching for the seeds of life is his first priority.
"Boohoo!"
One after another, pure and vast waves surged towards the dusty Taoist temple, as if the ancient Holy Emperor had once again reigned over the world. The entire Taoist temple was completely different, shimmering with golden light, as if it had turned into the Holy Palace.
Jun Tian was frightened. He was integrated with this world and could feel the surging energy and material. He woke up to something. Unfortunately, he still could not find it.
"They are the descendants of the Holy Emperor. Since they know that this is the true birthplace of the Holy Emperor, is there really no good fortune here?"
Noticing a man and a woman walking toward this Taoist temple, Juntian closed his six senses and fell into a state of silence.
The young man who came forward was extremely heroic, wearing a sky-blue battle armor, with a slender body, full of shocking domineering power, looking out in all directions, cold and powerful.
The woman was wearing a black war skirt, with a graceful figure and graceful body curves, but her temperament was sharp, like a battle-hardened female general.
"Brother, this is the place where our ancestors built their homes." The woman's smile was bright and moving, which was inconsistent with the temperament in her bones. It was obvious that she had gone through a lot of experience.
"Just getting close has given me a strange feeling."
The heroic man's words were sonorous, and Juntian could feel the incomparable terror in his blood, like a golden sun steaming through his body, covering the entire Taoist temple.
"Why show off your power when you have nothing to do?" Jun Tian blended into this world, and his figure was a little distorted, but fortunately his body was strong.
"The clan elders say that my brother's bloodline is as if he has returned to his ancestors. Perhaps he can really open up the hidden inheritance of the Taoist temple and restore the invincible avenue of the Holy Emperor's lineage!" The woman in black dress had eyes like fire.
"Boom!"
The blood fluctuations emitted by the young man became more intense. The energy and blood were like a tsunami, and more like the body of the Holy Emperor. The Taoist temple affected by it emitted a blazing light.
Jun Tian was keenly aware that there was a special space to be opened in this area, but unfortunately, the young man was still a little short of time, otherwise the Holy Emperor's inheritance would really come out again.
"Brother can't be that strong?"
The beautiful woman wrinkled her nose slightly and hummed: "The ancestors were too harsh."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
The young man glared at her and said: "The inability to start the inheritance only means that my potential is not enough. Waiting for the Holy Emperor battlefield to open and re-following the path to the rise of the ancestor of the Holy Emperor, I may be able to open the inheritance place."
Jun Tian was surprised, no one has obtained the inheritance left by the Holy Emperor for millions of years?
"No wonder there is no one guarding this place. The methods of the invincible giant are beyond the imagination of ordinary people."
Waiting for the man and woman to leave, Jun Tian opened the No. 8 Battle Sky Monument, scanned the area where strange fluctuations were emitted, and realized that there were some problems in this world, and there should be a heritage world.
"Can you blast it away with force?"
He muttered in his heart, then shook his head, if he offended the Holy Emperor's legacy, even ten lives would not be enough to kill him.
Suddenly, Juntian's eyes shrank, and a purple figure came across from the distance and walked towards the Taoist temple.
"Prince Dawei!"
Juntian's pupils are profound, and the legendary genius who created the myth met here like this!