Fang Fan touched his nose like a protagonist, and finally left wisely.
This is me, I can't afford to mess with you.
He turned around and got into the car. The dragon chariot flew through the air and arrived outside a palace in the blink of an eye.
"Kilin Hall."
Fang Fan had a slight smile on his face, and walked over without hesitation, with a bright light.
The white light that originally melted all things no longer appears. This place is just a palace, a gorgeous palace.
The dragon-patterned bronze mirror hanging on the top of the palace gate no longer had any luster. The bronze mirror was covered with a layer of dust, and even the polished mirror surface was hazy, like a mortal object.
Fang Fan looked at the mirror with emotion and subconsciously touched his forehead, still feeling slightly frightened.
"I failed several times and almost died here."
He shook his head and walked directly to the palace door step by step. He usually looked at the mirror and looked at the blurred sound reflected in it. He raised his right hand, grabbed the mirror and took it off.
The dragon-patterned bronze mirror that could not be touched at all was taken off like this. The bronze texture felt slightly cold in the hand.
After staring slightly, the expected attribute panel did not appear. It was expected and unreasonable, but it just made Fang Fan secretly sigh.
"This system isn't very good. Even the slightly slick stuff doesn't have a property panel.
It’s no wonder that even the server was torn down by an unknown emperor and ruined.”
Fang Fan said casually and did not pay attention to these. Now, the attribute panel is more of a reference function. The true identification depends on the essence of the item itself.
There is no doubt that this dragon-patterned bronze mirror is very powerful and very strong. This cannot be changed even without the attribute panel. This is its essence.
Fang Fan did not dare to enter the spiritual power test, and directly turned his hand and put Qin Jing into the dragon-patterned jade pendant.
There will be plenty of time to study and refine it later, so there is no need to commit suicide now.
After falling from the palace gate and walking forward, Dian Wei and Shi Yong slowly pushed open the thick arch.
The ancient palace door that had been closed for a long time opened with a groan, and the Jinluan Palace thousands of years ago was revealed in front of Fang Fan.
Solemn, majestic, gorgeous, and supreme.
This was the deepest and most direct impression the palace gave Fang Fan.
This was the first power center to unify the empire on the land of China. Seeing this palace seems to show the majesty of the empire again.
Da da!
Fang Fan's gentle footsteps echoed in the palace as he walked forward and walked directly up the steps that held the throne of the highest power.
There is no jade seal, imperial edict, or any special items on the throne as expected by Fang Fan. It is empty and full of dust, but it is kept clean and tidy.
The person who once sat on this imperial throne did not panic when he left. He remained calm. He took everything away properly before leaving, leaving nothing behind.
Nothing was left, but something was left behind.
Fang Fan stood in front of the throne, his eyes closed without knowing when, and a sentence echoed in his mind.
"My virtue is greater than that of the three emperors, and my merit is greater than that of the five emperors, so I am the first emperor!"
This voice was full of majesty, echoing in my mind like a great bell.
Listening to this voice, the image of an emperor seemed to appear in Fang Fan's mind, as if this voice should belong to the emperor, this majesty belongs exclusively to the emperor, this is the First Emperor!
"call."
After a long time, Fang Fan slowly let out a breath, and his eyes flashed with one part complexity, two parts shock, and seven parts majesty.
"Lord?"
"Let's go."
Fang Fan's voice echoed in this huge palace. After Fang Fan stepped out of the palace, the palace door slammed shut, and this ancient and majestic palace was closed again. There was a faint sound echoing in the silent space.
"My virtue is greater than that of the three emperors, and my merit is greater than that of the five emperors, so I am the first emperor!"
"Lord, where are we going?"
"When we go back, someone will naturally clean up the other palaces."
After Fang Fan finished speaking, he boarded the Panlong chariot and flew across the sky.
Flying in the air, Fang Fan suddenly remembered something, propped his chin with one hand, and looked into the distance with some melancholy.
"Lord, are you confused about something?"
Fang Fan nodded.
"Why don't you take the teleportation array?"
Tang Jiajun was speechless for a moment, and Fang Fan didn't wait for his reply. He waved his hand and removed the wind shield on Panlong's chariot, and said with a normal expression.
"Forget it, let's go for a ride."
Tang Jiajun next to him was in tears, looking like a fool under the strong wind.
........
Next, they left the small world. Tang Jiajun was fortunate that Fang Fan finally switched to riding a dragon horse after leaving the small world, and finally no longer had to blow the strong wind that hurt his face.
Leave the small world, leave the island in the middle of the lake, leave Longzi Lake, go straight back to Ning'an, and return to the long-lost office.
Sitting in the only office on the third floor of the City Lord's Mansion, Fang Fan leaned back on his chair and looked down at the entire Ning'an from the vast floor-to-ceiling windows.
A huge city with a population of one million and an army of hundreds of thousands, his city.
The rest of my life slowly became calmer.
The hundreds of tribes that slowly began to wake up did not make much noise, but this did not mean that they did not exist.
According to the news that the Mo tribe's daily treasures have arrived at Fang Fan's place, all the awakened tribes have begun to expand, and the innates of each tribe have sprung up one after another.
The hundreds of tribes that were originally searching closely for the tribe began to show their ferocious fangs, and under the leadership of their respective tribe leaders, Xiantian, they continued to erode outwards.
Occupying the territory that had been left blank due to the huddle of hundreds of tribes before, they quietly gathered in and cleared away the losers on the territory.
Kyushu is very large, and the expansion of a mere hundred races is not very noticeable, and the huge blank area takes a long time to clear.
The human territory is basically far away from the hundreds of tribes, so it will take some time for this feast of the hundreds of tribes to spread to the human race.
So this period of time seemed extra quiet, but this was not the fruit of victory, but the oppressive silence before the storm.
In this environment, all the lords began to frantically expand their armaments and armies, without exception, because all the lords without foresight had died in the previous major changes.
Everyone is preparing for the next craze in their own way. The eight immortals cross the sea and show their magical powers.
In some territories, walls are built high and thick, and a wall reaching the sky is built outside the territory to surround all residents and all farmland.
Some territories are frantically recruiting, expanding their armies, training soldiers, trying to fight this wave with collective strength, and even take the initiative to fight back and seize the last fruits of the feast of hundreds of tribes.
There are also people who gather all the resources of the entire territory to practice, trying to take a step forward in personal cultivation, trying to condense great power into one body, trying to suppress quantitative changes with qualitative changes, protecting the entire territory, and creating a pure land.
