2004. Chapter 2004 Zhenling Sixty Years Monthly Pass)
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While Qin Xuan was in seclusion, the immortal world also experienced changes.
In the calm, the sound of thunder continued to roll.
In the past, Tianjiu Holy Pass was bustling with people, but now, it was silent and deserted.
This holy gate seems to be somewhat empty.
In the Central Region, a direct descendant of a saint was born, causing a stir in this fairyland.
In the Northern Territory, under the sects of all the saints, geniuses appear frequently.
Someone walked out of the Holy Gate, defeated many of his peers in the Northern Territory along the way, and gained a great reputation.
In the southern region, inside a vast Buddhist temple.
A figure walked out of the temple door.
There is no Buddha's compassion in his eyebrows, only the intention of fighting. The true immortal of the Seventh Heaven wants to go south.
In the Western Region, a certain figure stepped on the corpses of immortals, wiping away the blood on his face, and his charming face was full of evil aura.
In the southern region, there was a man carrying a long spear on his back, killing enemies with three spears, knocking on the second level of the sky, and killing the fourth level immortals.
On his waist, there is a seal with the word "天".
In the middle domain, there is a green bull whose body is covered with scars. It is licking itself in the Immortal Forbidden City. There is sadness and exhaustion in its eyes.
In the burial mausoleum of the emperor, an old man stood quietly here.
Beside him, there was a being shrouded in endless terrifying immortality.
The face of a saint cannot be seen intuitively, but this figure's immortal essence destroys everything, even the saint, and cannot be seen directly.
"Forty-three years, this place is left to you!"
Faint words sounded from the voice filled with immortality.
The old man with chaotic eyes stepped on this mountain and said slowly: "The descendants of the Burial Emperor Mausoleum are born. Before the great catastrophe, there must be a prosperous age. Hundreds of centuries will compete for supremacy, saints will compete for the throne, and great emperors will compete for life."
"What a pity, if you are not here, how many people will know about it!?"
He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the Emperor's Burial Mausoleum, the pieces of heaven and earth, and the creatures that were gradually awakening.
Suddenly, a terrifying aura rose up.
It was a creature covered in emerald green, with a head like a dragon and a body like a tiger. The gleaming green light turned into divine lights rising into the sky.
"Some little guys can't bear it anymore!"
"The great calamity is coming, I have to do more."
The figure hidden in the immortal Yun said slowly: "What a pity!"
He seemed to be sighing, with a touch of regret, as if he was feeling sorry for the old man, this fairy world, and the powerful creature that had awakened from the Tomb of the Buried Emperor.
Then, the palm of the figure hidden in the immortal Yun slightly poked out.
What a hand this is, with pale yellow skin and dragon-like blood, but it seems like there are endless galaxies hidden in its palm lines.
As the palm stretched out, formations measuring hundreds of feet suddenly appeared above the powerful creature.
There are hundreds of ways to create this formation, just like searching a bag to retrieve something.
Immediately, thunder erupted in the hundreds of hundred-foot array.
In an instant, the dark thunder swept across thousands of miles around the Emperor Burial Mausoleum, nearly annihilating everything, and annihilating that powerful creature within.
boom!
Deep in the Emperor Burial Mausoleum, the earth trembled, the heaven and earth were about to collapse, and auras seemed to come from the pavement.
Each breath of this kind is enough to overwhelm the heaven and earth, and each breath almost seems to come out of the wilderness.
That kind of tyrannical aura makes even a saint tremble when he looks at it.
In fact, this tyrannical aura has affected the world. Thousands of miles away, a vast sword emerged. It was three feet sharp, but it split the space ten thousand feet away. Wisps of chaotic energy lingered in the sword.
There is another place, which is a cauldron. Surrounding this cauldron is the most powerful force in the immortal world. The power of black and yellow, a wisp of black and yellow energy, can suppress everything in the galaxy.
But around this cauldron, there are more than a million black and yellow auras lingering.
There is another place, a small seal, the whole body of the small seal is golden, the space around it is like cracks in a mirror, and the cracks spread in all directions, covering thousands of miles.
This is just the breath becoming a strange phenomenon, evolving into some kind of terror, representing a power that is enough to disdain the fairy land, and representing the power of a certain era in the past.
Such visions are not limited to these three places.
Atop the high mountains, the figure in the endless celestial beings smiled softly.
"Why show off your power in front of this emperor!"
"If not, how about coming out and fighting with me?"
As the sound fell, the ink thunder not far away gradually dissipated, leaving only a huge crater thousands of miles away. The creatures in it had long been annihilated and turned into nothingness.
His words seemed to pervade the existence that was awakening deep in the Emperor's Tomb, and the power of many existences was condensed and did not appear.
"If you don't come out, then be quiet!"
"This emperor doesn't care about catastrophe!"
His voice was like a breeze, making those breaths dare to get angry but not dare to come out.
"Leave the rest to me!"
On the side, the old man with chaotic eyes said softly: "You have more important things than this. Say hello to everyone in the Xu family for me!"
"Tell them that the old guy is gone and there is no need to see him again."
As the sound fell, the existence within the Immortal Yun became slightly silent.
Then, the figure was slightly distorted by the void, and its figure, accompanied by endless immortal essence, disappeared into the Emperor Burial Tomb.
There was only a soft sigh that filled the air slowly and lingered for a long time.
Following the departure of this being, the beings in the Burial Emperor's Mausoleum were ready to move, and some seemed to be born.
"how!?"
"You can't afford to offend the Xu family, so you think this old man is easy to bully!?"
"It has been sixty years since the Tian'an Order guarded the mausoleum. One year less is a big mistake."
The chaotic eyes in the old man's eyes gradually became clear, and traces of immortality appeared around his body, and the majestic mountains under his feet were shattered into pieces.
Boom boom boom...
Cracks spread one after another. The mountain was ten thousand feet high, but it no longer existed at this moment.
"Hunyuan Emperor Yue's lineage, the dying emperor of the human race, Xuanyuan Emperor Wu Wentian!"
"I came here to wait for death. If you wish, you can be buried with me in this world!"
Every word in the old man's mouth cracked the sky for thousands of miles, spread throughout the emperor's burial mausoleum, the forbidden land in the mountains, and entered the ears of the aura of the noble.
The old man showed a faint smile in the endless immortality.
There seemed to be endless chaos condensed in a pair of eyes.
Before, it was chaos that blinded the eyes, but now, the eyes are filled with chaos.
He quietly looked at the mausoleum where the emperor was buried, and murmured softly: "There are still thirteen years left, I don't know if I can survive it!"
"A prosperous age!"
The old man stood quietly. He seemed to see behind him, in the five realms of the vast Immortal Land, those young and talented people who respected young men and women, who had used their youthful spirit to their fullest and shocked the Immortal Land.
Just like in the past, he traveled all over the five realms of the Immortal Land alone, defeating all the geniuses.
After three hundred thousand years, he became a saint and became an emperor, and was awarded the title Xuanyuan.
"How many years and years are just a handful of loess!"
"Young and romantic, high-spirited, a bit of the past."
"Just laugh it off!"
The old man showed a smile and said, "It's your turn for the rest of the fairy world!"
Faint words filled the air in the emperor's burial mausoleum.
Those terrifying auras are suppressed and not released. Outside the Emperor Burial Tomb, some descendants of the same generation who were peerless in a certain era, descendants of those terrifying existences, have long since walked out of it and entered the immortal land to compete for the holy throne in this life.
, fight for the great emperor in this life.
In the fairy world, some great emperors seem to be vaguely aware of it.
There are still thirteen years left, and the great volume of the prosperous age will be opened.