"This is not good." Duan De felt cold all over. As a person who is interested in excavating the tomb of the ancient emperor, there is nothing worse than pretending to be a corpse.
This kind of thing is often not considered life or alive, but it is not completely dead. It is very difficult and has no fear of life and death. It is very troublesome to deal with.
Although the speculation of Emperor Wushi was rejected by the Black Emperor, Cao Ya even put forward the speculation of the ancient ancestor king.
However, the ancient ancestor king is a saint!
How can an ordinary saint live to this day?
"Sage Cao, what is that?" Ye Fan asked in a low voice.
"The ancient ancestor king." Cao Ya replied.
Although the old blind man's nickname contained the word "blind", his eyesight was actually better than Ye Fan's. He could see through the fog and see his true identity clearly.
Duan De also opened his yin and yang eyes in an instant and saw the origin. He jumped up on the spot and at the same time a layer of small bumps appeared all over his body.
"Damn it, he is really an ancient ancestor king. Now he is in big trouble." Duan De felt something was wrong.
Ye Fan also felt a little hairy. The one in front of him was a genuine ancient creature. After opening his divine eyes or celestial eyes, he could clearly see his true form.
"A bunch of cowards, afraid of a bird?! Look at me." The Black Emperor's fur was shiny, his head raised, and he was full of pride. He wanted to go up, but every time he moved his feet, a snail could climb faster than him.
Ye Fan, Duan De, and the old blind man all had six eyes, all showing contempt.
This is more shameless than them.
Cao Ya was also speechless. Only when you meet these guys do you realize how bad their personalities are.
Of course, Cao Ya also understands that they are trustworthy in the face of big issues of right and wrong.
Otherwise, how would you dare to risk going deep into the Zishan Tomb, dig out the ancient saints of the human race, and fight against the resurgent ancient races?
He looked at the figure.
The mist on the Taoist platform was shrouded in mist, but it could not conceal the aura and murderous aura. Although he was in human form, he had twenty-four pairs of wings, and his skin was wrinkled and lumpy. The whole figure seemed to be about to collapse.
He was very tall, sitting cross-legged on the platform, with his back straight, and his eyes were scary, very scary, staring at them.
This is an ancient creature that has aged terribly. All its hair has fallen out, but it is very evil, like an ancient demon god, and has a strong murderous aura.
"Don't be afraid, he is going to die. It seems that he will transform into a Taoist and will not be able to deal with us." Duan De consoled himself.
Seeing Cao Ya in front of him, he suddenly felt confident.
If we are afraid of a hammer, don’t we have no saints?
"Ho~~~"
Suddenly, a low demonic roar came out, and the aging ancient creature on the Taoist platform suddenly pounced over, mercilessly attacking, causing great destruction. The overwhelming aura of the saint turned into a roaring sea like a star field.
to.
This kind of pressure is unimaginable!
The ancient ancestor king is another name for the saints in the ancient times.
A drop of the saint's essence and blood can kill a powerful person. When they were attacked like this, in addition to Cao Ya, Duan De, the old blind man, and the Black Emperor all screamed and felt like they were suffocating.
Ye Fan felt better when he controlled the Holy Shell, but he was also awe-inspiring in his heart. He was about to control the Holy Shell to take action, and suddenly——
brush!
A sword light flew out, appearing black, but with multiple flavors of softness, sharpness, and dreaminess. It flew across the void and slashed down with one sword.
There was no trace of breath, just a light and fluttering sword.
puff!
The ancestor king, who was about to die of old age, looked dazed, but his head was cut off by the black sword light. Without any sound, the ancient ancestor king was cut into two pieces.
The two broken bodies did not splatter with any blood or bones, but instead turned into a piece of light and disappeared in the air.
Transformation!
Everyone was in a daze.
"I know, when we came in, he was transforming into a Tao and was no longer able to survive." Ye Fan suddenly realized.
Duan De and the old blind man took back the weapon of the ruthless emperor that they were about to sacrifice - the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar.
They looked at Cao Ya with surprise in their eyes.
At the same time, they were secretly glad that they had dug out Saint Cao Ya in advance according to the instructions of the Black Emperor. Otherwise, a Saint, even a Saint in the Transformation Path, would cause them great trouble.
However, a powerful ancient ancestor king was killed by Saint Cao Ya with just one sword...
That was a saint. Even though he had begun to transform into a Taoist, the saint's hair could crush the mountains, and his essence and blood could kill the mighty...
Until this moment, they felt like they were in a dream and it felt unreal.
One sentence popped up in their minds:
Saint Cao Ya is definitely more than the Four Immortal Saints!
"Cao Shengren, you are... the inheritance of the ancient Taiyin Emperor?!" The Black Emperor had followed Emperor Wushi and had a wider knowledge. He was aware of the details of Cao Yan's sword light, but he was not sure what was actually contained in the sword light.
The artistic conception made him confused.
"Ancient Emperor Taiyin?!" Ye Fan, Duan De, and the old blind man took a breath of cold air.
In the history of the human race, there are two people who cannot be bypassed no matter what.
One is the Ancient Emperor of the Sun, and the other is the Ancient Emperor of Taiyin.
When the great emperors of the human race in later generations created their own ancient scriptures, they also unanimously referred to the "Ancient Emperor Sutra of the Sun" and the "Ancient Emperor Sutra of Taiyin".
It turns out that Saint Cao Ya is actually the descendant of the ancient Taiyin Emperor. No wonder he is so powerful.
They suddenly realized.
"Yes and no." Cao Ya said with a smile, "What I practice is the "Taiyin Sword Code", not the "Taiyin Ancient Emperor Sutra". It is rumored that this was created by the direct disciples of the Taiyin Ancient Emperor. As for whether this rumor is true or false
, I don’t know.”
That sword, in addition to the power of the "Taiyin Sword Code", also used the mysterious water laws of the [Panlong] universe, such as the mysterious mystery of roundness, the mysterious mystery of water elements, etc.
Otherwise, he has not become a saint, how can he kill an ancient ancestor king with one sword?
[Panlong] has the mysterious power of the laws of the universe, but it has initially reached a four-star level, which is equivalent to [Zhetian], the great sage of the universe.
It just so happens that "Taiyin Sword Code" belongs to Zhiyin, and the laws of the water system are close to each other, so they can be integrated.
If I, who is [Coiling Dragon], can understand the hidden rules of yin and yang in that attached universe...
What are you thinking about? Because I, who is [Nine Cauldrons] and [Honor of One Life], have a deeper knowledge of the laws of the golden element, but I have not been able to understand them, let alone the rules of yin and yang...
Cao Ya shook his head secretly and put aside his distracting thoughts.
He was born in the era of Emperor Tuntian and grew up in the era of Emperor Tuntian. He had only heard of Emperor Tuntian's magical skills, but had never seen them at all.
This "Taiyin Sword Code" was also obtained by chance.
Because the laws of the water element in the [Panlong] universe are mysterious, Cao Ya feels that he should soon attain enlightenment and become a saint.
But this place is obviously not a good place for a breakthrough.
Let’s talk after we get out...
Cao Ya murmured in his heart that he didn't dare to think about becoming an emperor - at that time, Emperor Tuntian had already dominated the world, and he could only have one emperor in his life - but becoming a saint was his goal.
There is a deathlike tranquility in the Zishan Tomb, and there is nothing outside the dusty Qionglou and Yuyu. It is obviously not the deepest part of Zishan, nor the place where the Emperor Wushi is seated.
Cao Ya walked a few steps forward and suddenly stopped, looking a little embarrassed.
Although he is strong in martial arts, he knows nothing about all kinds of divination, Feng Shui, earth veins, etc.
"Cao Shengren, this way." Ye Fan said, looking for the direction of the source veins and observing the terrain.
The tortoise shell in the old blind man's hand crackled and he kept making divination.
Duan De stopped and walked, looking at the feng shui.
"The three of you together are really amazing." Hei Huang said with a smile, happily lazing behind.