There is no peace and quiet, it’s just that someone is carrying the burden on you.
Chen Xuan never understood this sentence like he is now.
The ancestor of humans, the wild sky, the moon, the sun, the void... One by one, the sage kings carry the burden for each era before allowing the fire of hope to be preserved to the seventh era.
Now, it is time to talk about Chen Xuan’s burden and move forward.
But Chen Xuan did not regret it at all.
Even though he was burdened with eternity, he suppressed his strength after being promoted to the Holy King to an extremely low point.
The Seal of Freedom that had just been condensed floated quietly in Chen Xuan's palm, extremely heavy, as if it was a small universe.
The Xiaoyao Dao includes all kinds of Dao, perfectly integrated, even more flawless than the many Daoes that the Ancestor of the Human Ancestor of the past, because the Ancestor of the Human Ancestor did not completely integrate all Daoes.
Of course, the Sacred Seal of Xiaoyao still looks a bit unstable. It is restricted by countless destiny chains. If it cannot help the eternal creatures find great liberation, Chen Xuan will never be able to free himself.
It's time to go and finish with the Burial Immortal.
The invisible chains of fate on their bodies seemed to make a sound in Chen Xuan's mind all the time. As long as Chen Xuan killed more powerful immortals, the fewer obsessions contained in these chains of fate would be, and they would be transformed into Chen Xuan's own power.
"Binglan, I will help you improve your cultivation in the future."
Chen Xuan said, embracing Shen Binglan's willow waist, walking in the wind, traveling together to the stars, like a couple of gods and fairies.
Before Shen Binglan could react, it seemed that in just a short moment, Chen Xuan took her to the dragon plane and the edge of the battlefield.
Another saint king aura descended to this plane, but the plane did not collapse, but instead stabilized.
The unyielding people who were fighting bloody suddenly felt something. They felt that the pressure they were under was caught by someone, their whole body was lighter, and the vitality in their bodies was quickly recovering, as if someone was constantly giving away their original power.
Everyone looked at a certain direction, and there was a black-haired man standing upright, with a proud figure, a circulating spirit, his eyes were like lightning, and his heroic spirit was the world's mighty and powerful, making people want to kneel down and surrender.
"Chen Xuan!"
Qiye, Yuan Wufeng, Beigong Shi, Xingluo members, and Feng Yue and others were all extremely surprised.
Xiaoyao Army has been delaying for so long, and finally waited until Chen Xuan arrived on the battlefield!
And he appeared in an invincible posture. With Shen Binglan, he had a peerless aura that was better than me than others.
On the other side, countless burial soldiers were shocked by the pressure of Chen Xuan's Holy King, and their bodies trembled involuntarily. The hands holding the dark weapon were also trembling and unable to control them.
In the center of the battlefield, a blow knocked the old pope to the seriously injured Cang Huo stopped and looked at Chen Xuan with a look. The two saints looked at each other, and the eyes alone collided with countless cracks of the great road, cutting a large area of void. In this battle of the Holy Power, Cang Huo was surprised to find that he could not take much advantage.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, have you been really promoted to the Holy King? With your background, how could you successfully break through?"
Cang Huo felt it was incredible. He had previously concluded that Chen Xuan would die and die, but he did not expect that Chen Xuan not only did not die, but also successfully condensed the ultimate avenue beyond his expectations.
"You are Cang Huo? You are the first defeated general under this evil emperor."
Chen Xuan sent Shen Binglan to other beauties and walked in the sky, step by step, looking very slow, with an indescribable sense of heaviness.
Many people could see that Chen Xuan seemed to be carrying something, and his majestic aura was restricted by some powerful forbidden powers.
Especially Qiye and Yuan Wufeng and the others saw it more clearly, so they were worried about Chen Xuan. Can Chen Xuan really fight Cang Huo in this state?
"You have just broken through and your realm has not yet stabilized, so you dare to fight with me and seek death?" Cang Huo's tone was very disdainful and domineering, and he did not take Chen Xuan seriously.
Although Chen Xuan is at the same level as him, the actual combat power of the Saint King who has just been promoted and the Saint King who has accumulated countless years is not at the same level.
Cang Huo only thought Chen Xuan was stupid and was so anxious to fight him to fight, rather than finding a safe place to consolidate his realm, which was equivalent to giving him a big gift.
"I am enough to kill you now."
Chen Xuan didn't talk much, and the aura of the Holy King was emitted at will. The entire sky suddenly sank. Millions of fierce soldiers were suppressed. The origin collapsed, the weapons were broken, and countless burial soldiers were bleeding all over their bodies. A grand blood rain broke out from the sky, and the dark source energy continued to flow and dissipate.
Cang Fu's eyes changed slightly: "You have cultivated the Great Way of Power to the ultimate? No wonder you are so confident, but is this enough to fight me? You are just using the power of the ancient word "power" and foxes are just pretending to be powerful."
At the last Halloween Conference, the Burial Immortal Party sent back the news, and Cang Huo learned that the ancient word "Strength" was obtained by Chen Xuan.
The ancient character for power is one of the three ancient characters. Chen Xuan used the ancient character for power to understand the great way of power, which is normal in Cangfu's opinion.
"Foxes pretend to be a tiger's power? Your vision is still at a very low level. I am afraid that this evil emperor will dirty his hands if he kills you."
Chen Xuan continued to walk out of thin air. Every time he took a step, the sky shook violently, and millions of powerful immortals in the Burial Immortals burst their hearts and fell on the spot.
"How dare you be arrogant in front of me!"
Cang Qiu was angry. If this continues, no one in ten subordinates will remain.
An extremely huge and majestic treasure house was summoned by Cangfu, and the dark source of energy was raging.
This treasure house carved jade statues of divine beasts such as Qilin Pixiu, which are magnificent and magnificent, like the creation of an immortal in ancient times.
However, it was obviously completely invaded and corroded by the dark source aura, emitting endless dark and evil auras, forcing many powerful men from the Xiaoyao Army back, and their faces were shaking.
Only then did everyone realize that they had never forced Cang Huo to do the real method.
"Evil Emperor, do you know that this is one of the treasure houses of the ancient heaven? When I and the other seven kings destroyed the heavenly court together, they refined many treasures in the heavenly court. Today, I will refine you and become a fierce soldier in my treasure house."
As soon as he finished speaking, Canghuo's will drove the dark treasure house, the gate opened, and black light filled the world, and peerless holy soldiers, swords, spears, fairy flags and chariots, and eighteen magic weapons flew out from it. Each one was covered with extremely rich and deep dark source energy, and its power was unpredictable.
These magic weapons in the heavenly court were completely invaded by the original power of Cang Huo. The power of a single piece is not as weak as the sun shooting divine bow. They are sacrificed together. The fierce force is overwhelming, turning the entire dragon plane into a dark hell.
Under the control of Cang Huo's will, dark magic weapons were bombarded at Chen Xuan, rolling up dark lights, and the avenue was annihilated.