The sight of the young man in black extended to the distance, to a brightly lit small town and a simple and simple pavilion. Even he, with his spiritual mind, could not peer through the attic.
"That's Tianji Pavilion."
The black-robed Immortal King's eyes were awe-inspiring and he said: "For more than half a year, Tianji Pavilion suddenly appeared in the southern wilderness of the Yuan Realm. My subordinates thought that he was just a warlock who was slightly proficient in arithmetic, but now it seems that Tianji Pavilion is not that simple.
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The young man in black pursed his thin lips and smiled faintly, and said: "This Tianji Pavilion has independent rules and is a world of its own. It can be said to be independent of the way of heaven. Of course it is not simple."
"Since the birth of the universe, no one has been able to do this."
"If I have time, I would like to meet the Master of Tianji Pavilion for a while."
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In Xintiandi, everyone is still immersed in the shock of Xuankong Realm Master being killed, unable to extricate themselves.
In the blink of an eye, a true immortal was killed.
The intimidating power left by the Black-robed Immortal King is truly terrifying.
Two lines of clear tears rolled down Su Miaozhen's cheeks.
The seeds of hatred sprouted in my heart.
"Two fellow Taoists, see you later." The man in yellow felt uneasy and hurriedly left.
Meng Changan and Tsing Yi Drunkard also disappeared.
Between heaven and earth, only the crack in the sky is extremely conspicuous, like a chasm spanning the sky.
Looking at the crack, everyone felt uneasy for some reason.
boom!
A roar erupted from the depths of Luoshen Ridge, thousands of golden clouds erupted, countless treasures erupted, and imperial mausoleums appeared one after another, the emperor's majesty was unparalleled.
"According to legend, throughout the ages, countless great emperors have entered Luoshen Ridge in an attempt to live a second life. Are these the tombs of those great emperors and emperors?"
Someone speculated.
"These great emperors are all the top masters in the world. There must be important treasures in the tombs. This opportunity must not be missed before it comes again." One by one, the emperors are ready to move.
Whoosh whoosh!
Streams of light rushed towards the imperial mausoleum.
Emperor Ziwei is no exception. He has been eager to try it for a long time, but now that he sees the treasure, he takes action immediately.
Ye Xu disappeared out of thin air, hiding in the void.
The Siji Emperor frowned. He had come into contact with many imperial mausoleums, but the imperial mausoleums were all buried in burial soil, which was very strange. Now that they appear in the human world on a large scale, it is even more suspicious.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, there was a strange noise coming from an imperial mausoleum, like the sound of a coffin being opened, making everyone stop and feel numb.
Is it true that some people live a second life?
Bang!
The next moment, a big hand covered with black hair opened the coffin lid, and a black light broke through the dome of the imperial mausoleum, transforming into a black-haired giant ape thousands of feet tall, standing between heaven and earth.
When he appeared, the old man with a white beard, the middle-aged Taoist nun and others were all shocked.
"This is a hundred-armed demonic ape. Two hundred and eighty thousand years ago, it was the overlord of the sea of all realms and the top emperor master. I originally thought it had fallen long ago, but I didn't expect it to be buried in Luoshen Ridge."
The old man with a white beard said with a solemn expression.
"This demon is extremely vicious, so be careful," the middle-aged Taoist nun said cautiously.
Roar!
The hundred-armed demonic ape looked up to the sky and roared, and the imperial mausoleum exploded with a bang. A golden light came into his hand, and it was a magical stick imprinted with mysterious totems and Taoist patterns.
It stared at a great emperor with ferocious eyes and a hint of vagueness, and asked: "What year is it today?"
"You...are you a human or a ghost?"
The great emperor was so frightened that he lost his mind.
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A ray of golden light struck, and the hundred-armed demon ape waved his magic weapon. He was thousands of miles away, but he arrived in an instant and killed the frightened emperor with one stick, neatly.
"A waste of my time." The Hundred-armed Demon Ape said contemptuously.
The Taoist king looked solemn.
"It's true that all the demons and monsters have come out." Dao Wang smiled half-heartedly, looking at the Heaven's Mark, "The Heaven's Mark has appeared, and it's time for me to become an immortal."
By condensing the fortunes of the two realms, Dao Wang has reached the level of ascension, but he has been suppressing his cultivation until the Yuan realm undergoes a major change and the Sky Mark appears.
Because there has been a big problem in the way of heaven and it is impossible to monitor everything in the lower world. Even if he becomes an immortal, he will not be bound by the rules of the immortal world and can stay in the lower world openly.
This is the most important information he got from the fairy world.
The fairyland is changing.
"Some people really live a second life!"
Lian Jiuyou looked at the Hundred-Armed Demon Ape with an excited expression, "Then Father... Is Father alive too?"
The Qinglian Demon Emperor is buried in the soil.
Click! Click!
Strange sounds were heard one after another, coffins and coffins of many imperial mausoleums were broken, and the emperor's respect that had been lost long ago appeared in the world.
"Master!"
"Sixth Uncle!"
"The third generation ancestor..."
"Emperor Taizu!"
Many forces looked at the resurrected sages with shocked expressions.
Xintiandi suddenly turned into a large-scale family recognition scene.
"Hahaha!"
There are more than twenty emperors born, but there is no one who is the emperor. These people are powerful. Although they have not broken through to the realm of true immortals, their cultivation is at the top of the emperors.
"The ancients do not deceive me, the burial ground is indeed a good place." A top emperor said, "I was buried 120,000 years ago. After 120,000 years, I finally succeeded in living a second life.
Ha ha ha ha……"
Hearing this, many people were moved with excitement.
The legend of burial soil has existed since ancient times.
However, there are very few people who can survive the second life. Even Lin Qianmo has only met two people.
But at this moment, everyone had to believe it.
I also yearn for the wonders of the burial soil.
"Father..."
Lian Jiuyou's eyes were lonely. Those who lived in the second life were all top emperors, but there was no figure of the Qinglian Demon Emperor. Does this prove that the Qinglian Demon Emperor was dead?
However, he clearly saw the Qinglian Demon Emperor at the burial site and even talked to his revived consciousness. Only a while had passed. Could it be that the Qinglian Demon Emperor was dead?
Buzz!
Just as Lian Jiuyou was thinking wildly, wisps of green light bloomed in the very depths of Luoshen Ridge.
Between heaven and earth, a green lotus slowly rises.
The eyes of countless people gathered.
"this……"
Lin Qianmo's eyes were stern. This aura was so familiar, it was clearly the aura of the Qinglian Demon Emperor.
Could it be that he also succeeded?
"There is still one?"
Everyone was also shocked.
Qinglian was born from chaos. The lotus was imprinted with the divine pattern of the Great Dao. The petals opened layer by layer, revealing a strange and handsome man sitting cross-legged and dressed in Tsing Yi.
He was born feminine and handsome, with a somewhat evil aura, but his cultivation was extremely powerful, reaching the peak of Emperor Zun.
"Father!"
Lian Jiuyou cried with joy and rushed to Qinglian.
"My son..."
The Qinglian Demon Emperor was neither happy nor sad, looking at the flying Lian Jiuyou with an indifferent expression. What he saw in his eyes was indifference, without any emotion.
"My son, I respectfully welcome my father!"
Lian Jiuyou burst into tears and knelt in the void.
"Um."
Qinglian Demon Emperor nodded slightly, his eyes calm.
"strangeness."
Lin Qianmo frowned, and the Qinglian Demon Emperor seemed to have changed into a different person.
How did he solve the original dilemma?
In one leap, he was able to reach the peak of Emperor Zun?