2097.Chapter 2097: The Monthly Ticket of the World Training Stick)
All living beings are looking in the distance, looking at the great emperor's silver armor. Even though he is buried, he is still standing proudly in all directions.
The eyes of some saints moved slightly, including Tong Yuxian.
The Great Emperor Yaotian had an excellent destiny and was born with a strange phenomenon. He was born with a Hunyuan Dao Lotus and was introduced to the Hunyuan Emperor Yue lineage to practice Taoism in the Hunyuan Emperor Yue.
Entering paradise at the age of five!
He became a master at the age of seven!
Seventeen-year-old Daluo changed his mind!
At the age of sixty-three, he can enter Hunyuan.
At the age of seven hundred and sixty-eight, he inherited the way of heaven and became a saint. He was named Yaotian Saint and swept across the ten directions of the Central Realm with one stick.
At the age of 133,752, the Emperor Yue Hunyuan Lotus bloomed, and one man became the emperor. He became the third great emperor of the Hunyuan lineage, standing proudly in all directions.
For nine hundred and seventy thousand years, Emperor Yaotian has been sitting on the top of this fairy land, watching the changes in the fairy world.
He also went from the third great emperor of the Hunyuan lineage to the first great emperor, and was surpassed by the latter to become the second great emperor.
Now, he alone enters the Emperor's Tomb, fights against the ancient emperor alone, and dies of the ancient emperor, and is buried in the Emperor's Tomb in the forbidden area in the northern region.
With a stick across the sky, the emperor's soldiers rose up from the imperial mausoleum, cut through the Nine Holy Passes in the sky, and turned into ninety thousand feet of sky pillars, standing majestically.
With a lingering thought, I sit and watch the fairy land.
Everyone looked at that figure, sitting quietly.
Who still remembers that that suit of silver armor once commanded the attention of all directions?
Who has ever seen this emperor's soldier sweep across all directions in the Immortal Realm with just one stick?
Who has seen with his own eyes that rickety body, buried alone in the imperial mausoleum, fighting the ancient emperor alone?
Who knows that there is an old man who goes against his instincts, seeks harm and avoids gain, and is willing to sacrifice his life to support the future generations and protect all sentient beings in the immortal world from being plundered and slaughtered.
On top of the 90,000-foot Heavenly Pillar, a wisp of Emperor's Thoughts appeared in the distance, quietly looking at the fairyland.
He seemed to see himself traveling in all directions when he was young, on the mountain of Emperor Hunyuan, laughing wildly, drinking fairy wine, and singing loudly in all directions.
Scenes of past events pass by like clouds and smoke.
Those scrolls of pictures seemed to have gone away with the battle and turned into dust and smoke.
"It's a pity that I won't be able to see the day when the great catastrophe is broken!"
A long sigh sounded from the ninety-thousand-foot sky pillar.
He looked at the Immortal World, as if looking down at all the beings in the Immortal World through the Northern Territory, through the Immortal Mountains, and through the Middle Territory.
"In prosperous times, hundreds of flowers bloom, and in troubled times, heroes emerge!"
"I'll leave you with me for the rest of my life!"
The faint voice, like the sound of heaven, even more like the last sigh of an old man, fell into the ears of all living beings in the northern region.
"However, please bear in mind that even if it was born in ancient times, even if a catastrophe is imminent!"
"So what?"
"The collapse of the ancient era does not mean that this era will come to an end!"
"Just because the geniuses of ancient times were arrogant and arrogant does not mean that the geniuses of our generation should be weaker than others!"
The voice from the distant sky became faintly louder, more like an admonishment, left to the sentient beings in the immortal world for future generations.
"The father trains the son, the emperor trains the world!"
"The sky is about to die, but the imperial soldiers are still there. They are old and decayed. With this mortal life, I will bury the ancient emperors and leave these imperial soldiers as a warning to this world!"
"Under our feet is our homeland, heaven and earth, our hometown, how can we let others trample on us!"
"How can I be weaker than in ancient times in my life? How can I be weaker than others in my generation!"
The rumbling emperor's voice seemed to sweep into the ears of all living beings in the northern region.
Inside the edge of the Emperor's Tomb, there are saints one after another, and their holy blood can't help but boil slightly.
They looked at the figure on the ninety-thousand-foot sky pillar, and looked at the silver-armored figure that still stood proudly in the sky and earth even though it had fallen.
In the Central Region, the Great Emperor Yaotian of the Hunyuan lineage left the emperor's troops at the Tianjiu Holy Pass.
One stick turned into a ninety-thousand-foot pillar of heaven to teach the world. In this world, I am not weaker than the ancients, and in my generation, I am not weaker than others!
How arrogant!
Deep in the Tomb of the Buried Emperor, a broken figure was fighting with a terrifying creature.
The emperor's voice penetrated his ears, and Xuanyuan turned his head slightly. He seemed to see Yaotian sitting cross-legged on the ninety-thousand-foot sky pillar through the vast forbidden land of hundreds of billions of miles.
"Yao Tian, the emperor's army trains the world. Your Xiaoyao emperor's stick is better called the training stick."
"Wait a moment, I will be with you on the road to reincarnation!"
A roar sounded, and he looked at the million-foot-long creature in front of him, broke several heavenly chains, and roared again and again.
In his eyes, the vast imperial power emerged, and the next moment, he went straight to kill the emperor's creature.
The murderous intention is left, like splitting the heaven and the earth.
kill!
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At Tianjiu Sheng Pass, Tong Yuxian raised her head and looked at the 90,000-foot sky pillar, her thin lips raised slightly.
Immediately, she explored her palm, and a guqin fell into her palm.
The strings are solidified by the power of heaven, and the body of the piano is taken from the bones of the great emperors in the seven forbidden areas.
He has been in reincarnation for nine thousand years, he has been in the heavenly platform to nourish himself for nine thousand years, and he has been wandering in the human world for nine thousand years.
The emperor's soldiers look at the ancient emperor's harp.
The emperor's harp appeared, and Ye Tongyu sat in phoenix robes, caressing it with his fingers.
A wisp of piano sound is like moving the heaven and earth, stirring the blood-colored sky.
The sound of the piano is without sadness, crisp and clear to the ears, just like the roar of a waterfall, and faintly echoes of the thousands of troops.
It seems like endless weapons clashing in this world.
The sound of the piano is like the words of the distant heaven teaching the world.
It attracted the attention of the saints, and even attracted the attention of many immortals.
Only that ancient creature, at this moment, his expression turned extremely ugly.
The emperor's instructions were enough to make them panic and even make them feel regretful.
This era is simply too terrifying. Any fallen emperor will have to seal off the forbidden land so that their ancestors cannot be born.
There are even great emperors who sacrificed their lives to inspire sentient beings, and used their imperial troops to train the world.
At this moment, a cry of surprise sounded.
"Who is that? What is he going to do?"
I saw in the eyes of everyone, a man in white clothes, fluttering under the pillar of heaven.
Immediately, the big wings vibrated, like a phoenix in the sky, soaring up to ninety thousand feet.
I don't know when, Qin Xuan had already destroyed the three invincible creatures of the bloodline of the great emperors.
He carried these three holy weapons, one half-emperor's weapon, and in his right hand, there were a total of sixteen heads.
The hair is tied to the hair, and the hair is connected to the head.
He raised his head in white clothes and climbed on top of the 90,000-foot imperial army.
He quietly landed on the imperial soldier and looked at the distant sky.
It was as if the old man was looking for him when he was buried in the emperor's mausoleum.
Yaotian's eyes slowly moved and fell on Qin Xuan.
He smiled, but was speechless.
Qin Xuan's thin lips were raised slightly, as if he was smiling.
He looked at the distant sky and saw the emperor's death and the sky collapsing. It was as if the heaven and earth were crying.
"Why is this so sad?"
Qin Xuan spoke, his gray hair and white clothes stained with gold and blood, looking at the last trace of Emperor Yaotian's thoughts.
"The world you expect, the prosperous age after the catastrophe, the day when hundreds of flowers bloom, will one day be in front of this imperial weapon, or in the eyes of the descendants who hold this imperial weapon."
"Go with peace of mind. We will bear all your burdens."
Qin Xuan suddenly shook the sixteen heads in his hand and hung them high on the 90,000-foot sky pillar.
The sixteen heads are all invincible in the past and all are of the bloodline of the Great Emperor.
"I will sacrifice these sixteen poems to this stick!"
"respect……"
Qin Xuan slowly
Turning around, he looked at the sentient beings in Tianjiu Shengguan, all the living beings in the past and present. Their voices were dull, but they seemed to contain monstrous power.
"In this world, the Great Emperor Yaotian is from the Hunyuan lineage in the Central Region!"
The faint words sounded, and in an instant, all the ancient creatures in the Tianjiu Holy Pass were stunned.
A kind of anger grew in their chests.
"How brave!"
The sound of angry shouting has made everyone angry in the past and ancient times. Look at the white clothes.
Qin Xuan faced the wrath of millions of ancient geniuses, including countless ancient creatures from the third, fourth, fifth and sixth realms of Hunyuan.
But he smiled softly, as if he was scornful of the past.
"Yao Tian, I don't have many thoughts, take a good look at this fairyland!"
"In the future, we will definitely be better than the prosperous times we have seen!"
Qin Xuan, a man with wild hair, and Emperor Yaotian quietly looked at the vast world in the distance.
In the Tianjiu Holy Pass, the sound of the emperor's harp has stopped, and the ten fingers are flat.
Tong Yuxian murmured softly, "There are still sticks to teach the world in heaven and earth, but there are no more people to teach the world in the immortal world!"
"What a tragedy, this fairy world should be as you wish, but there are still some mistakes!"
Taichu Imperial Calendar, November 8, 774.
In the northern realm of the fairy world, the emperor was buried and the sky collapsed.
Tianjiu Holy Pass, where the emperor's soldiers train the world.
The emperor's daughter Ye Tongyu played the piano, and Qin Changqing in white played the music.