Volume Four Chapter 1310 The Dark Morning Rebellion
!Dark morning camp, among the four wings of Sangxiang, the second wing occupied by Sanhuang is a! large realm. Although this realm is not as good as the first realm of Sanhuang, the overall scope is comparable to today's
The three desolations are the size of the three true realms.
After all... In addition to the four true realms, the scope of the Three Wildernesses also includes the Divine Source Star Sea, and some other open spaces on the edge. Even in the previous era of this era, the entire Three Wilds was nine
Real world.
In the second realm of the Three Wildernesses, among the small wings under the two pairs of big wings of the Sangxiang, on this side of the Three Wildernesses, the world inside is occupied by An Chen and Nisheng, with half of each.
It seems very big, but it is also relatively small. The reason why Anchen and Nisheng can be called camps is because they each have one hundred and eighty realms.
These three hundred and sixty realms are condensed in the second realm of the Three Wastelands, densely packed and divided...
The reason why such a special camp and world formed is because, regardless of Nisheng or Anchen, they migrated here during the second era of this era, and while continuing the second era’s cultivation system and techniques, they also continued the second era.
The kind of world structure in which different tribes formed an ancient country.
In each of the 360 realms of Dark Morning Nisheng, a tribe from that time continues to multiply and occupy one realm. There are even realm associations within these two camps.
The so-called realm association is composed of the hereditary inheritance of the clansmen of one hundred and eighty different tribes in their respective camps. It is headed by the three morning emperors and is the pinnacle of power within the camp.
In the Anchen camp, there are three emperor realms and a middle realm. These four realms form the central realm of the entire Anchen camp. Among them, the three emperor realms are finished in the shape of a glyph, surrounding the middle realm. This middle realm is the entire Dark Morning camp.
At the core of the clan, every public meeting of the 180 tribes is held here to decide all major issues related to the Anchen camp.
As for the Three Emperors, they are not permanent. They are selected from each tribe. Every 30,000 years is a cycle. When this cycle passes, they will be re-elected. Whether they can be re-elected as the Emperor of the Morning depends on strength and luck.
and the level of support from their respective tribes.
Of course, cultivation is also a key point. As a morning emperor, you must have an indescribable realm to be qualified to compete for the morning emperor. Therefore, for countless years, in fact, the succession of morning emperors has not been frequent, unless it is......
At a certain period, something new and unspeakable appeared!
For example, Emperor Yan Pei of Chen was like this back then. Under his efforts and at an unknown price, he finally replaced the previous Emperor of Chen and reached the pinnacle.
But now, as the years go by, this cycle of thirty thousand years has come to an end. If there are no other unspeakable things, that's all. But... this time the unspeakable things appeared in the Dark Morning camp.
, it’s two!
One is Hong Zu, who was replaced by Yan Pei, and the other is Huang Tai, the genius who emerged from the Central China tribe.
These two people are obviously competing for the position of the Emperor of the Morning, which makes the whole dark morning, undercurrents surge... However, this war that invades the Three Wastelands makes everything more confusing, at least in the war
During this period, it is impossible for this undercurrent to stir up, otherwise, with the Anti-Sage watching eagerly, this mutual cooperation will collapse in an instant.
At this moment, in the Dark Morning Three Emperors Realm, the big realm that belongs to Yan Pei, there is an oasis in the endless desert. In the oasis, there is a man and a woman, sitting on both sides of the table where the case was committed, looking at each other.
A black jade slip fell on the desk, and the two looked hesitant.
"This is the jade slip that Yan Pei sent a few months ago. That... terrifying existence is coming soon." The desert wind blew, bringing dryness, but when it fell into this oasis,
, turned into gentleness, and fell on the two of them with a coolness, blowing up the woman's hair, revealing a pretty face that made people feel heartbroken.
She is the Zi Ruochen Emperor from the Dongji tribe in the Anchen camp.
Wearing a long purple dress, a head of loose black hair, a delicate and beautiful face, and a few purple crystals in the center of her eyebrows, she transformed into the famous Emperor of the Morning in the Anchen camp.
Purple Ruo.
When she spoke softly, she raised her head and moved her beautiful eyes away from the jade slip to look at an old man with white hair on the other side of the table.
This old man's eyes are bright and lively, and his expression is calm and intimidating. Especially when he opens and closes his eyes, you can actually see two raised pupils in his eyes, one yellow and one red, which makes his whole person quite strange, even though
Even sitting there now, it seems like I can change the rules of this world.
He is the strongest morning emperor in the dark morning camp... Cang Sannu!
"This person possesses unspeakable cultivation... He has merged with the will of a certain true world in the Three Wastelands, and even sealed a strong man from the previous era who awakened in an unknown way..."
His aura reminded Yan Pei of those sleeping old guys... Is this generation the strongest..." When the old man spoke lightly, the pupils of both eyes were shrinking, but there seemed to be a faint trace of
A burning will to fight.
"I wonder if I can kill this person if my cultivation level is fully activated and the seal is released. If I really kill this person, will my cultivation level be able to break through again?" The old man said hoarsely, with eyes in his eyes.
The fighting spirit suddenly became strong.
Zi Ruo frowned and glanced at the old man in front of her.
"But Yan Pei's intention is for us to respect this person and fully cooperate with him in everything he does when he comes here. This has only advantages for our Dark Morning camp and has no disadvantages. This may even be an opportunity for us to become the master of the Reversing Saint!
"Zi Ruo said softly.
"Opportunity? That's because the servility in Yan Pei's character has shown up again. It's impossible to kill him. Isn't it difficult..." The old man lowered his head and glanced at Zi Ruo coldly.
Zi Ruo was silent.
"For me, killing is unspeakable, but it can also be done. Even for the strong men before this era, I have killed three of them, and he can only seal them. If this person does not come,
That's all for An Chen. If he comes, he will be my prey. Kill him and I will be my fourth slave from now on!" The old man flicked his sleeves and stood up.
"This matter is settled." The old man looked decisive. As he spoke, he swayed and stepped into the void. Only the Purple Ruo Chenhuang was left in the oasis, looking at the jade slips on the case table and sighing secretly.
"If a person is too confident, he will not be able to see himself clearly. The three powerful men from the past era killed by Cang Sannu were all the kind of people who gave up eternity, separated their souls on their own, and had the intention to die.
And what was described in Yan Pei's jade slip...the sealed ancient warrior was clearly an extremely powerful one!
This Cang Sannu is just seeking his own death. My tribe and the other tribes that are attached to me must not offend that Su Ming!
But..." Ziruo clenched her silver teeth, stood up, and disappeared into the oasis of stars. She paused in mid-air, and her eyes showed a strange light, as if she was surrounded by the thoughts that suddenly appeared in her mind at this moment.
, his face gradually became hollow, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Since this person is so powerful and is called the strongest in this era by Yan Pei, then... if he can conceive a child with such a strong person... a child born with this kind of blood will have a bright future.
It must be equally limitless!" Thinking of this, Zi Ruo's pretty face turned even redder. She has never had a Taoist partner in her practice so far, and she has always believed that she doesn't need a Taoist partner. But deep in her heart, there is always someone she wants to have.
The regret of his own children.
However, looking at the entire world, she believed that no man was the best, not even Cang Sannu. But now, Su Ming's name appeared in her mind.
"But it's impossible for such an old monster to agree to this... We still need to think of some ways." Zi Ruo's heart was pounding. Once this idea grew in her mind, it could not be dissipated. On the contrary, it became stronger and stronger.
The feeling of danger caused by plotting against the strong made Ziruo take a deep breath, and a blurry shadow suddenly appeared behind him. Judging from the appearance of the shadow, it was clearly a lotus with a white fox on it.
Lifelike...
Her expression suddenly showed determination, her body swayed, and she disappeared into the sky.
At the same time, in the second realm of the Three Wilds, in the Anti-Sage camp, the same jade slip was placed in front of three people. The three people were also an old man and a woman, and the last one was a middle-aged man.
Year.
The old man is Xuan Jiu Ni Sheng. As for that woman, even if Su Ming has not seen the real person with his own eyes, she will never be unfamiliar with it. This woman... was the one who came to the ring treasure before the gap in the Three Desolations appeared.
The unfaithful saint in this world is not a flower, and it was this woman who made the Bald-haired Crane look confused and complicated at that time.
As for the last middle-aged man, he looked calm, but with a hint of gloom in his eyes, he stared at the jade slip and snorted coldly.
"The strongest in this era... Emperor Yan Pei Chen is making a fuss. Any senior who wakes up in Sleeping Valley can be called the strongest." This middle-aged man is the third Anti-Sage in the Anti-Sage camp.
His name is Xiao Song.
"Yan Pei seems to be indifferent, but he is actually quite cautious. He always assesses the situation... This person sent this jade slip a few months ago and told me that Su Ming would come. This matter...
·I think he has evil intentions, but it can be seen from this that he has great confidence in Su Ming, and he wants to use his hands to pressure us." Xuan Jiu sighed softly, hoarsely.
When he spoke, his expression showed a decisive look.
"That's all, let me figure out what kind of threat this Su Ming is!" Xuan Jiu's eyes flashed, and when he raised his right hand, nine irregular animal bones appeared in the palm of his hand.
Shoot, his eyes suddenly closed, and he unleashed his innate magical power to count on Su Ming.
Xiao Song's expression perked up and he immediately looked at it intently. He knew how powerful Xuanjiu's technique was. Even those sleeping old monsters could be calculated by Xuanjiu. This technique... has never failed.
Only Fei Hua's expression was a little dazed. She was looking into the distance from beginning to end. Faintly, somehow, there was a tremor in her heart, as if there was some most important existence in her life.