Tong Yuxian, the longest living emperor in this era.
From the beginning of the era until now, we have reincarnated again and again, reincarnated again and again, looking for people in this world.
No one knows who she is looking for, but every period of time has its presence.
The Great Emperor of the Immortal World, the Saint, the Supreme Being of the Cultivation World...
Qin Xuan's eyes were leisurely, and he was able to be reincarnated as the daughter of the great emperor. He caused such a strange phenomenon in the fairy world when he was born. Moreover, it happened that after he ascended to the fairy land, he had a causal relationship with him.
He smiled softly and looked at Tong Yuxian, "Maybe you shouldn't enter the immortal land!"
Tong Yuxian shook his head slightly, "I've been looking for one place after another in the world of cultivation. Perhaps, that person is in the immortal land in this life!"
"There are still more than seven hundred years left in the great tribulation. You said it, so I'm here to take a look!"
"The supreme body cannot be controlled by oneself, but I am different!"
Tong Yuxian looked at Qin Xuan quietly and said: "Perhaps, I don't know what exactly you saw for Xu Wushang, and which generation of emperor you are, who can shake my emperor with mere imperial thoughts.
Soldier."
"I have lived for too long, and maybe the last person has no chance with me!"
Tong Yuxian suddenly smiled and looked at Qin Xuan, "Aren't you curious about who you were in your previous life?"
She looked at Qin Xuan with a faint look in her eyes. When she saw Qin Xuan for the first time, she couldn't figure out Qin Xuan's past and present life, and everything was in chaos.
She has searched all over the fairy world and the mortal world, but she still cannot find the last person.
But Qin Xuan made her feel a glimmer of hope.
If you can't see through it, maybe it's possible.
Qin Xuan shook his head slightly, "No, if you put the hope of the last person in me, I'm afraid you are wrong!"
His eyes were calm. In his previous life, he had fought against Tong Yuxian in the world of cultivation. In his previous life, he had never had a chaotic destiny and could not follow the way of heaven.
If he is really the last reincarnation person that Tong Yuxian is looking for, I am afraid that Tong Yuxian in the previous life will find out.
Tong Yuxian looked at Qin Xuan quietly and sighed softly.
"Where is that person?"
Tong Yuxian shook his head slightly and looked at the golden cloud filled with many geniuses.
But how could so many geniuses fall into her eyes?
Like Qin Xuan, they once stood at the highest point in this world, overlooking the five realms.
There are some geniuses, whether they are in ancient times or in this world, and there are a few people who can match their words.
The singing and dancing gradually subsided, and the music gradually dispersed.
Some people looked at Qin Xuan and Tong Yuxian. They had long noticed that Qin Xuan and Tong Yuxian were talking.
Although they had never heard the voice transmission between the two, some people felt that Qin Xuan and this Tong Yuxian had a great cause and effect.
"Who is this person? How come I have never seen it before!?"
"This person can talk to the emperor's daughter. I am afraid he is also a descendant of the emperor. Moreover, he is above us and should be the first. His status... I am afraid he is unexpectedly noble."
"White clothes and gray hair, when did the Northern Territory have such a genius?"
Many people looked at Qin Xuan with their brows furrowed.
Several people looked at Qin Xuan, but they couldn't calm down for a long time.
For example, under these 133 golden clouds, Ji Xuantian is ranked in the middle.
And above the 30,000 gold clouds, there are some geniuses from the Wilderness State.
They had once watched Qin Xuan stand proudly at the Holy Tower of Ten Thousand Realms, and they naturally recognized who Qin Xuan was.
…
Behind this side of heaven and earth, in the imperial palace.
A figure sat high on the highest throne, with the Demonic Emperor on one side and an old emperor on the left and right sides.
All around, saints were sitting.
"Great Emperor, is what you said true?"
A saint spoke, hiding in the holy aggregate, but there was a hint of shock in his voice.
Talk before
Talking about it is tantamount to the emperor being shocked by the sage.
The Heavenly Lun Emperor is shrouded in the power of God, and ordinary people will be blinded if they look at it.
Only saints, or some top Hunyuan Immortals, can intuitively resist this Emperor Yun.
"Tianyin is here, is it fake?"
Every word of Tianlun Emperor was as thick as a mountain, causing the saint's holy skandhas to be confused, as if he had received some warnings.
Beside, the Demonic Emperor, who was in the purple mist, slowly spoke.
"This matter will be decided from this!"
"The Saint of the Northern Territory, the Half-Emperor, has mastered it all!"
"After that, those little guys will come to fight for this world!"
His eyes were calm and he looked at the Heavenly Lun Emperor.
"Tianlun, a daughter who is considered old enough to be born at such a young age, actually cares about his heirs even after being a great emperor!"
"Aren't you afraid that your daughter will be the reincarnation of the corpse at your feet?"
Emperor Mo Tian had a faint hint of ridicule, and the purple mist rolled.
Not only was Emperor Tianlun not angry, he actually smiled and said: "Demon Heaven, how dare one of those corpses be reincarnated into my bloodline!?"
"But Tongyu..."
He laughed but said no more.
Emperor Motian seemed a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions.
After all, she is his daughter, and there are many saints here.
"Little guys, I'm afraid you can't bear it anymore!"
"Tianlun, if you want to use this to pave the way for your daughter, aren't you afraid of damaging your beloved daughter?"
The sound of decay slowly rose, and in the gray mist, the third emperor of the Northern Territory spoke.
This great emperor is also the oldest great emperor in the Northern Territory, with a life span of more than 900,000 years.
The Great Emperor's lifespan is a million years, more than a million years. If he survives, his strength will be limited because of this.
"Damage!?"
Emperor Tianlun chuckled lightly and said no more. In front of the three emperors, in the eyes of many saints, the void changed, reflecting the scene of the banquet.
At this moment, the singing and dancing have subsided and the music has become silent.
More than 30,000 geniuses are almost gathered here together.
A figure has already stepped out of the golden cloud.
"It seems that some little guys in ancient times couldn't bear it anymore!"
The Demonic Emperor said calmly, "That's fine, they have been too active in the past sixty years."
"Let's take some damage!"
"That's how it should be!"
The three great emperors spoke one after another, watching the saint, but they did not even dare to speak.
This is the power of the great emperor. It is said in the fairy world that all saints are ants.
But in the eyes of the great emperor, how could he not be a saint?
…
At this moment, people were slowly walking out of the grand gathering.
"Princess, on such a birthday, although the singing and dancing are good, they lack some fun!"
"In the fairy world, the strong have always been respected. Everyone present is a genius. How about a competition?"
This person is a genius from ancient times, with a faint sharpness in his eyes, which has passed over some people in this world.
There are too many talented people gathered here, all of whom are talented people from the Northern Territory.
The ancient creatures came out of the forbidden land for sixty years and fought hundreds and thousands of battles in search of the genius. However, even if they were famous, they were only famous.
Although such a grand event is the birthday of the emperor's daughter, what does it look like in their eyes?
What they care about is the way forward, becoming a saint in this life, their own road, and the invincible road.
Many people around agreed, and some people in the world also sneered.
"Princess, I think what this person said is good!"
"We are all talented people here, why not compete with each other!"
"Otherwise, I'm afraid everyone in the past will think that I am no one in this world!
"
One hundred and thirty-three golden clouds hung high, and a man stood up slowly. It was the son of the Demonic Heaven Emperor, Zhao Rusheng.
Tong Yuxian smiled softly, and took a sip of the fairy brew slowly.
Her red lips were moist, and she spat out each word slowly.