There is no such thing as quiet time, it's just that someone is carrying the burden for you.
Chen Xuan has never understood this sentence like he does now.
Human Ancestor, Desolate Sky, Taiyin, Sun, Void... One by one, the saint kings shouldered the burden for each era, so that the fire of hope could be preserved until the seventh era.
Now, it’s time for Chen Xuan to shoulder the burden and move forward.
But Chen Xuan didn't regret it at all.
Even if he was burdened for eternity, his strength after being promoted to Holy King was suppressed to an extremely low point.
The Xiaoyao Holy Seal 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 and is perfectly integrated. It is even more perfect than the many Dao that Ren Zu gathered together back then, because Ren Ancestor did not completely integrate all the Dao.
Of course, the Holy Seal of Freedom seems a bit unstable. It is restricted by countless divine chains of destiny. If it cannot help eternal beings find great liberation, Chen Xuan will never be free.
It's time to settle things with the Burial Immortal.
The invisible chains of destiny on his body seem to be uttering thoughts in Chen Xuan's mind all the time. As long as Chen Xuan kills more powerful immortals, the obsession contained in these chains of destiny will be less, and they will be transformed into Chen Xuan.
Show your own strength.
"Binglan, I will help you improve your cultivation level in the future."
As Chen Xuan spoke, he held Shen Binglan's waist and walked against the wind, traveling among the stars together like a couple of gods and immortals.
Before Shen Binglan could react, it seemed that in just a short moment, Chen Xuan took her to the dragon plane, to the edge of the battlefield.
Another breath of the Holy King came to this plane, but the plane did not collapse, but became stable.
The unyielding people who were fighting in a bloody battle suddenly felt something in their hearts. They felt that the pressure of the disaster they were bearing was being caught by someone, and their whole bodies felt lighter. Moreover, the vitality in their bodies was rapidly recovering, as if someone was constantly giving them their original power.
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Everyone looked in a certain direction, and there was a black-haired man standing upright, with a majestic posture, a flowing expression, eyes like lightning, and a heroic spirit. He had the power of an ancient emperor, domineering and powerful, which made people look forward to it.
I just want to kneel down and surrender.
"Chen Xuan!"
Qiye, Yuan Wufeng, Bei Gongxian, the Xingluo members, and Feng Yue were all extremely surprised.
The Xiaoyao army sacrificed their lives and delayed for so long until Chen Xuan finally arrived on the battlefield!
Moreover, he still appeared in an invincible manner. Together with Shen Binglan, he stood above thousands of fierce soldiers and had an unrivaled aura.
On the other side, countless buried soldiers were shaken by Chen Xuan's Holy King's pressure. Their bodies were trembling involuntarily, and the hands holding the dark weapons were also trembling uncontrollably.
In the center of the battlefield, Cang Hui, who had severely injured the old pope with one blow, stopped and looked at Chen Xuan. The two saint kings looked at each other. Their eyes alone caused countless cracks in the avenue and opened up a large area of the void. This time
In the contest between Shengwei and Shengwei, Cang Hui was surprised to find that he could not take much advantage.
"Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, you have actually been promoted to Holy King? With your background, how could you possibly succeed in breaking through?"
Cang Hui found it incredible. He had previously concluded that Chen Xuan would definitely die, but he didn't expect that not only did Chen Xuan survive, he also succeeded in condensing an ultimate path beyond his expectation.
"Are you the disaster? You just happen to be the first to be defeated by this Evil Emperor."
Chen Xuan sent Shen Binglan to the other beauties and walked on the sky, one step at a time. It looked very slow and had an indescribable sense of weight.
Many people could tell that Chen Xuan seemed to be carrying something, and his aura as powerful as the sea was restricted by some powerful forbidden power.
Especially Qiye and Yuan Wufeng saw it more clearly, so they were worried about Chen Xuan. Can Chen Xuan really fight Cang Hui in this state?
"You have just made a breakthrough and your realm has not yet been stabilized, so you dare to fight me and seek death?" Cang Hui's tone was very disdainful and did not take Chen Xuan seriously.
Although Chen Xuan is at the Holy King level like him, the actual combat power of the Holy King who has just been promoted is not at the same level as the Holy King who has accumulated countless years of experience.
Cang Hui only felt that Chen Xuan was stupid for being so anxious to find a decisive battle with him instead of finding a safe and spiritual 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 say much. The aura of the Holy King was released at will. The whole sky suddenly sank. Thousands of ferocious soldiers were suppressed. Their origins collapsed, their weapons broke. Countless soldiers burst into blood. A grand rain of blood fell from the sky.
, the source of darkness continues to drain and dissipate.
Cang Hui's eyes changed slightly: "You have cultivated the avenue of power to the ultimate level? No wonder you are so confident, but is this enough to fight me? You are just using the power of the ancient word "power" to fake the power of the tiger."
During the last Halloween Convention, the remnants of the Immortal Burial Party sent back news that Cang Hui learned that the ancient word of power had been obtained by Chen Xuan.
The ancient character of strength is one of the three ancient characters of origin. Chen Xuan relied on the ancient character of strength to understand the avenue of strength, which seemed normal to Cang Hui.
"A fox pretends to be a tiger? Your vision is still at a very low level. I am afraid that by killing you, this evil emperor will dirty his own hands."
Chen Xuan continued to walk out of thin air. Every time he took a step, the sky shook violently. The hearts of millions of Immortal Burial experts burst and they died on the spot.
"How dare Shu Zian be so arrogant in front of this king!"
Cang Hui is angry. If this continues, not even one of his subordinates will be left alive.
An extremely huge and majestic treasure house was summoned by Cang Hui, and the dark origin energy was raging.
This treasure house is carved with jade statues of unicorns, braves and other mythical beasts. They are resplendent and gorgeous, like creations of immortals in ancient times.
However, it has obviously been completely infected and corroded by the source of darkness, exuding endless dark and evil aura, forcing many strong men in Xiaoyao's army to retreat, and all of them looked shocked.
Only then did everyone realize that they had never forced Cang Hui to reveal his true method.
"Evil Emperor, do you know that this is one of the treasures of the ancient heaven? Back then, I and the other seven kings destroyed the heaven and refined many of the treasures of the heaven. Today, I will refine you into it and become a treasure in my treasure.
A fierce weapon."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cang Hui's will drove the dark treasure house, and the door opened, and black light filled the world. From it flew out pieces of peerless holy weapons, swords, guns, swords and halberds, fairy flags and chariots, and eighteen kinds of magic weapons, each of which was contaminated with extreme
The rich and deep source of darkness has unpredictable power.
These heavenly magic weapons have been completely infected by the original power of Cang Hui. One of them is no less powerful than the sun-shooting divine bow. When sacrificed together, the evil force is overwhelming and the entire dragon plane is turned into darkness.
hell.
Under the control of Cang Hui's will, each piece of dark magic weapon blasted towards Chen Xuan, filling the sky with black light and annihilating the avenue.
