How long has the Desolate Tower existed? Looking back over the long years, where is its origin? This ancient artifact is really too mysterious.
The Immortal Bell is equally bizarre. It was actually born in Kunlun, containing all the secrets of the heavens and unpredictable gods and ghosts. The Emperor's Green Cauldron was also born in Kunlun, imprinting the fragments of becoming an immortal.
White clouds flowed, reaching up to people's knees. This ancient continent was noisy. People were shocked by the past. The mythical era was too long, leaving many unsolved mysteries.
The hostile atmosphere in the Heavenly Palace eased. The Kunlun survivors put away the black Human Emperor Seal and stopped taking action. Many great saints sat down again and discussed how to deal with the various rules and orders opened on the road to immortality.
"If the whole world becomes immortal, there is nothing to say. But if there is a time limit and only some people can enter the immortal realm, then the result will be decided in one battle."
"I suggest that inheritance holders of imperial weapons can occupy a few more places to ensure that their paths are smooth."
"Why?!" Someone immediately objected. Not every great sage present has an ancient weapon. In fact, even if he can see through all the heavens and realms, only a few people have it. The ancient emperors can count them.
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"Of course I speak with strength, otherwise you and I each hold ancient weapons and go to the outside world to have a fight and see how people end up." The old patriarch of Blood Phoenix Mountain said indifferently. Naturally, he is the one holding ancient imperial weapons, and that one
People hold the holy weapons handed down from ancient times.
Will such a showdown be suspenseful? There is no doubt that it will be one-sided and no miracles will happen!
In the Central Heavenly Palace, everything was so naked, involving the hope of becoming an immortal. The great sages sat down to discuss things, and they were all tit-for-tat and had to think about their own clan.
In the face of the cruel facts, everything must be carefully considered. If you are upright and upright at this moment, you will only be considered a fool. Striving for the greatest benefits for your own clan is the key.
"Is it great to have an imperial weapon? As long as a quasi-emperor appears in our clan, everything will be different. The imperial weapon may change hands!" A god-swallowing rat said coldly.
This great sage is very special. He has not been reincarnated into a human body. He has sharp fangs and green eyes. He is a silver divine rat. His whole body seems to be burning with silver flames, blazing and eye-catching. It can be as big as a giant elephant.
"Really? So far, we have only seen a quasi-emperor from the human race. I look forward to the arrival of your great emperor!" Someone responded coldly, not caring.
"I also think that it is inappropriate to divide the places on the road to immortality according to whether they hold imperial weapons or not. They should be divided according to race." A Pixiu opened his mouth and puffed out clouds. It evolved into the form of an ancestral dragon, which looked very scary.
"Everyone, please stop arguing about this. The establishment of legislation is not a meeting to share the spoils. Let's talk about the current serious situation first." Someone else said.
"Yes, Beidou is currently in a state of unrest. I think the land is about to be sunk before the Road to Immortality is opened. We need a charter to eliminate some unrest factors. For example, the Human Sacred Body,
Kill the Golden Crow tribe and destroy Mount Sumeru. Such dangerous elements always stir up disputes. Should we suppress them? What do you think? I think it is necessary!"
An old woman named Grandma Feng opened her mouth. Her face was covered with wrinkles. The wrinkles on her face could hold a grain of rice. She spoke in a sinister tone, and she was not an easy person at first glance.
After she finished speaking, she glanced at the Great Peacock King Ming and then at the Great Sage of the Golden Crow Tribe. It was obvious that they wanted to unite the front.
People's hearts are unpredictable, sometimes very sinister, and easily shaken. With so many great saints here, if we can really persuade a few, especially the big ones who hold ancient imperial weapons, then maybe we can really destroy the human race's holy body.
It's a pity that the Great Peacock King Ming had no expression on his face and didn't say a word. He didn't have any words.
In fact, she wanted to transcend Ye Fan, but through that battle she understood that it was not easy to shake several imperial weapons. It was a powerful alliance!
Moreover, now the old monk Moko has been taken away by Monk Nahua and has become his Dharma Protector. He wipes his butt whenever he has nothing to do, thinking that it is a Buddhist miracle of reincarnation.
The great sage of the Golden Crow tribe had a cold look on his face. He naturally wanted to express his stance and said in a pitiful voice: "The Holy Body of the human race is arrogant and arrogant for all to see. This beast acts domineeringly with sharp and ruthless methods. He killed my Golden Crow lineage and also attacked the Taoist lineage of Emperor Amitabha."
Inheritance, what is the use of keeping such a madman, we will fight together and kill him!"
"You have been provoking me again and again. Do you really want to exterminate your clan?" At this moment, Gu Jinpeng appeared, with a roar, his wings vibrated, and he fanned into two sarcophagi, landing on Grandma Feng and Jinwu.
In front of the great sage of the clan.
The dragon horse also appeared, carrying a killing sword on his back. Although it was not unsheathed, it was full of evil energy, as if it could kill immortals!
Ye Fan was surprised. They disappeared for a long time, and they went to refine the sword. Did they succeed? There seemed to be a serious weapon in the scabbard, which frightened everyone present.
"Then how about going outside for a walk?" A young man from the Golden Crow tribe stood up. He was silent just now, but now he was calm and composed.
This person is extremely popular, wearing a golden feathered coat, as strong as a dragon, with a tall and straight body, long golden hair, and shining eyes.
Everyone was shocked. They were all confident in the face of the imperial weapon. What could he rely on? It seemed that his identity was not trivial.
"This is His Royal Highness Prince Huaizun of our generation." the old saint introduced.
"It's just a matter of discussion. Everyone expresses his or her own opinion. It's best not to use force today and sit down and talk." The great sage and Xini tried to dissuade both parties.
"It's just a defective imperial weapon. When the emperor of our clan comes, all foreign objects will be useless!" The old man of the Golden Crow clan said coldly with a gloomy face.
The Jinwu tribe has a quasi-emperor!
There has always been this legend, and now that he has made such a statement, it cannot be false, which makes everyone feel a chill behind them. Once he reaches the quasi-emperor realm, it will be completely different and he will be completely invincible!
With the word "Emperor", there is a world of difference between the general and the Great Sage. This chasm is insurmountable. It is impossible to go against the emperor and defeat the emperor!
If such a person is ruthless, even if he has your imperial weapon in his hand, he cannot keep urging him to use it. If he wants to kill you, there will be plenty of opportunities.
You must know that back then, when Gai Jiuyou's blood was exhausted and his body was old and frail, he could fight against the pinnacle sage of the ancient clan who held a golden mace without relying on imperial weapons. How amazing and shocking was this?
Therefore, as soon as the words of the old sage of the Golden Crow tribe were finished, everyone was frightened. If one offends the Golden Crow lineage now, there will definitely be huge disasters in the future.
However, Gu Jinpeng, Long Ma and others were still unafraid and went straight to find a table, transformed into human bodies and sat down. All the great sages were afraid of the killing swords they were carrying.
After a short time, the strange atmosphere disappeared, and debates began again in the Heavenly Palace. Powerful men from all races all set laws based on their own interests.
In the central palace, all are heads of clans, or great saints, and the worst ones are saint kings. The ordinary saints can only listen and express their opinions outside the palace, because there are too many people from all over the world.
Soon after, Jiang Yifei came out and handed over the establishment of laws and order to an old saint of the Jiang clan, leaving the man here to negotiate.
He is as powerful as jade, aloof and outstanding, especially since he had just confronted the Kunlun survivors who held the human emperor's seal, and his power was intimidating, so his appearance at this time naturally attracted attention.
Many young women looked brilliant and whispered, speaking very highly of Jiang Yifei. Even if he was not the emperor's son, he probably wouldn't be any weaker.
Then, Fenghuang also walked out. Many great sages were confronting each other in the temple, and their words were tit-for-tat. The atmosphere was too depressing, so she retreated temporarily.
She wears a five-color mask, surrounded by rays of divine clouds, like a fairy covered with a mysterious veil. Her figure is slender, graceful and graceful. She is among the clouds. She is so beautiful that it attracts people to look back.
On this ancient continent, smoke filled the air, and the palaces and buildings looked very ethereal, as if covered with a layer of gauze. The relatively younger masters were outside and did not go to the main hall.
"Brother Jiang, I have heard about you for a long time, and you are even more famous when you meet me." Not far away, a man in silver armor stood up. His battle clothes were shiny, beating like flames, and his heroic spirit was overwhelming.
Next to him, there is a woman, whose autumn water is made of sacred jade and whose bones are made of bones. She is wearing a rosy dress and looks as ethereal as a fairy. The two of them stand together like a pair of beautiful women.
It was the flesh-and-blood Holy Spirit and Princess Yueling of the Jiuli Dynasty. They were sitting at a stone table in front of a balcony. At this time, they all stood up and moved forward to greet her.
"Brother, that's an honor." Jiang Yifei smiled and said hello to Princess Yueling, one of the most beautiful women in the world.
"Brother Jiang's style is catching up with the young emperor. I was lucky enough to see an ancient painting. It was a portrait of Supreme Hengyu. After seeing Brother Jiang, I really thought the emperor was resurrected."
The Holy Spirit with flesh and blood invited Jiang Yifei to the stone table, ordered someone to bring him a cup of divine brew, and introduced himself, admitting that he was a Holy Spirit from outside the realm named Shi Zhongxuan.
It's impossible for three figures like Jiang Yifei, Shi Zhongxuan, and Princess Yueling to sit together without attracting attention. Besides, there are so many people outside the Heavenly Palace that they naturally attract everyone's attention.
"The Princess of the Wind Clan has also come out. I have heard her name for a long time. She has been able to create extraordinary secret techniques since she was thirteen years old. Not long ago, she even solved the mystery of the Immortal Sutra on the stone tablet of the Clan. She is really a strange woman."
Not far away, someone whispered.
Princess Yueling stood up, invited Feng Huang over, and sat down at the stone table, discussing Taoism and ancient times together.
In a moment, there were more than a dozen people sitting here, all of them tall and tall. They were all top figures of their clan. Most of them came from outside the region and came from different races.
"How about we invite a few more young comrades?" Shi Zhongxuan smiled. Although the divine blood in his body was suppressed, the people around him still felt a great pressure and did not dare to approach.
"Well, His Highness Huaizun of the Golden Crow Clan has also come out, why don't we invite him over too?"
His Highness from the Golden Crow tribe had a dull expression. When he saw someone waving over here, he asked him to come over. He used his heavenly eyes to see that he was naturally shocked, because no one was mediocre. He strode over.
"The Golden Crow tribe adheres to the great destiny of heaven and earth, and has been prosperous since ancient times. It is known as the divine bird, living in the sky and the sun, and is the son of the Emperor of Heaven. It has endless legends and makes people yearn for it." Someone sighed.
According to legend, the Golden Crow clan is the descendant of the Emperor of Heaven, and there is supreme precious blood flowing in their bodies. This is the reason why their clan is extremely powerful.
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