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Chapter 128: Ancient Emperor Mountain

At the foot of the Ancient Emperor Mountain, a golden ancient chariot slowly fell, and a young man wearing a purple and gold battle suit walked out of it.

“What a heavy sense of oppression.”

Wang Teng held his head up, secretly frightened. He didn't know what had happened in the ancient emperor mountain. There were two terrifying forces intertwined and destroyed each other, as if they were immortal.

He put away his ancient chariot, brushed his five fingers over the dark red dragon scales of the dragon, and his heart calmed down a lot, and he stepped up the mountain.

The ancient emperor mountain is very tall and goes straight into the clouds. The mountain road is surrounded by clouds and mist, and it is not clear and exudes a sense of dust.

The peak is like a sword, with a majestic and handsome figure.

Wang Teng walked on the mountain road, with green shade on both sides, very green and full of majestic vitality.

But in the observation of the sky eyes between his eyebrows, the mountain road was full of murderous intent, with collisions between qi and dying, as if a great war had occurred.

"One of these two qi forces seems to be very close to me, to be precise, very close to the Luan Gu Emperor's Sutra."

He thought in his heart, could it be that Emperor Luangu had fought with people here in his later years?

But helplessly, the world's records of the Luan Gu Emperor only have a few words. People can only infer through the broken Luan Gu God Talisman that he experienced a terrifying war in his later years.

But it is unknown who to fight and where to fight.

bass!

Next to the huge rock not far away, a qi machine collapsed, and an axe shadow passed by, destroying thousands of people, as if it was about to break the world.

Wang Teng's eyes flashed, the ancient emperor's scriptures were circulating and opened, and the runes in the ancestral orifice were formed and rose up, like an axe or a talisman, echoing a qi in the ancient emperor's mountain.

Scream!

The axe shadow swayed and did not continue to exist, but directly scattered between heaven and earth, as if exhausting all its power.

"It's a lot easier."

After the Luan Gu Emperor's Sutra was running, Wang Teng felt much more relaxed. Although the other aura became more hostile to him, at least the part left by Luan Gu Emperor regarded him as one.

Will protect him.

Click, click

A violent roar suddenly came from the hillside, and the two auras were colliding, tearing out one crack after another, which was very terrifying.

Wang Teng said nothing and walked straight on the mountain road. The dragon surrounding his arm did not make any noise, looking around quietly.

After half a stick of incense, Wang Teng came to a stone platform and climbed about one-fifth of the journey. This ancient emperor mountain was much taller than it seemed.

"It's really strange. Could it be that Emperor Luangu really fought with the Supreme of the Forbidden Zone in his later years?"

Wang Teng stood on the stone platform. Looking up from here, he could see the pits of all sizes and traces of cuts on the mountain.

It seems that this is not the case with the ancient emperor mountain, but is connected to the surrounding area, a continuous mountain range.

He continued to move forward and climbed along the mountain path, which was very strange. The more he went up, the more he became, the more he faded, as if he had disappeared.

Wang Teng no longer speculated secretly. He believed that there would naturally be an answer on the top of the mountain.

Two hours later, the top of the ancient emperor mountain

It is said that it is the top of the mountain, but it is actually a piece of flat ground that has been cut into a mirror. The original peak has long been broken and turned into dust.

Buzz!

The moment Wang Teng stepped onto the top of the peak, a mysterious and obsessive aura burst out. He was very familiar with it. It was the fluctuation of the ancient emperor scriptures.

Broken pictures emerged at the top of the peak

They were three extremely dazzling figures, which came out of a forbidden area and fought to the edge of the universe, and even the traces of the Tao were wiped out.

The big star fell, the sun and the moon were gone, and even the emperor was bloody and could not be sustained.

"That's, the Great Emperor of the Lungu?!"

Wang Teng was stunned. The majestic figure was very familiar. He held a giant axe with turbulent chaotic energy in his hand and struck the world.

Around him, there were two extremely sublimated gorgeous figures burning, launching a terrifying and stunning attack.

Bang! Bang!

Countless big stars collapsed, unable to withstand this vast power, disintegrating and shattering.

This battle was terrifying, and the aftermath of the attack swept across the world, creating countless wonders.

Although the emperor entered his old age, he was still able to suppress the world. An arc of light spread across the heaven and earth, and even the galaxy was gone.

Two extremely sublimated figures were killed by him, and their bodies were refined in a dark yellow cauldron. They were taken back to the Beidou and searched for a mountainous land where the dragon veins gathered.

But I never thought that the aftermath was still huge, and when the two supremes were completely refined, a terrifying power burst out.

Originally, the place where the dragon veins gathered was moved, and only the small peak where the emperor was left was protected by the great road, safe and sound.

Then, after a continuous bloody battle, the divine talisman finally couldn't maintain its shape, shattered in half, and fell to the side.

The emperor was speechless and used the fire of the original source to calcin the bodies of the two supreme masters, melting a great sword, contaminating the laws of the imperial way, and forging them with the blood and bones of the supreme masters.

It's so terrifying that as soon as it was born, it came from a great disaster and wanted to destroy it.

But it dissipated in the eyes of the emperor and retreated.

He sighed lightly, as if he was thinking, as if he was hesitating; for a moment, his palm gently stroked the evil sword, and the chaos aura surging.

In an instant, the evil sword made of the supreme blood bones was wrapped in the drooping chaos energy, burned, and slowly returned to silence.

I don’t know how long it took, but with a trembling sound, the chaotic energy dissipated, and a simple and heavy sword appeared, with inexplicable Taoist patterns imprinted on it, outlining phantoms.

The fierce aura seemed to be erased, returned to ordinary, and became an ancient holy sword.

He was left here by the emperor and was settled by the years.

Hulala!

The wind blows, the figures disappear, and everything returns to ordinary.

The top of the mountain is still as smooth as a mirror, and the ancient holy sword is so lonely that it is inserted in the center, as if waiting.

On the side were the chaotic ancient talismans broken into two pieces, telling the tragic tragedy of the past.

"So that's it. The origin of the Heavenly Emperor Holy Sword is so extraordinary. No wonder it is so mysterious that there is almost no trace of existence."

A look of surprise flashed in Wang Teng's eyes, and he immediately stepped forward with some excitement. This was the fate of the Luan Gu Emperor and the inheritor, a holy sword made of blood from the supreme emperor of the forbidden area.

The original fierce aura was sealed to avoid hurting the holder. As you go through the thunder tribulation with the holder, you will untie it layer by layer until the inheritor can command the holy sword like an arm.

Wang Teng stepped forward, and the ancient emperor scriptures were constantly circulating. A phantom suddenly appeared behind him, like an axe that opened the sky and a talisman that performed Taoism.

He put away the chaotic ancient god talisman that was broken into two pieces, slowly came to the holy sword, felt the echo from it, and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword.

bass!

The sword sounded throughout the nine heavens, with a sonorous and powerful force.

Wang Teng's body trembled slightly, and he felt a huge force injecting into his body, filling the Taoist palace in an instant, almost making him burn.

The body's surface continues to circulate, becoming more and more dazzling.

Rumble!

He suddenly drew out the holy sword and burst out a dazzling arc, which penetrated into the sky, as if cheering and proclaiming.


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