If successful, she will shine brightly throughout the past and present, allowing the butterfly tribe to truly shine and reverberate throughout the world.
During at least millions of years when the Great Emperor suppresses the universe, the Butterfly Tribe will become the most dazzling race in the prehistoric times.
In my ancestral home, at that time, it carried the hopes of too many people.
The ancestor of Qingxuan is extremely arrogant. Even if the imperial power of the Bingshan Emperor is still there, it is not the most suitable time to become the emperor in a short period of time. She still has to fight against the odds to open up the imperial path and create a legend.
It's a pity that the ancestor of Qingxuan encountered an unknown plan and was defeated in the last battle.
When she fell, she yelled: "Cang, you are so insidious..." Then, her body fell and disappeared. In the universe, the breath of Qingxuan Ancestor was no longer there.
The story of Qingxuan Ancestor can be said to have made many people sigh.
Because in the final battle on the Emperor's Road, many people clearly saw that the ancestor of Qingxuan had the hope of breaking the Great Dao mark of the Bingshan Emperor and becoming a new great emperor.
It is really a pity that something like this happened.
Now, she actually saw the legendary ancestor Qingxuan, and she was naturally shocked.
She had seen the other person's portrait in her clan, and it was exactly like this one in the aura. It was a bit weathered, but it was so powerful that it looked like it could push across three thousand realms and flatten the human world.
"Haha, Qingxuan... I didn't expect that after so many years, there would still be people who could remember my name."
After listening to Miao'er's words, a pair of deep eyes filled with decay and ancient butterflies appeared in a trance. It seemed that they had been dead for too many years and there were some problems with their memory. After a while, the brilliance returned to the eyes again, and a beam of light filled the air.
He murmured bitterly to himself.
Its memory is indeed coming back bit by bit like a tide.
Back then, it created many legends in the ancient times and was proud of it.
On the imperial road, everyone sings loudly to break the shackles and create myths.
Unfortunately, in the end, a ray of divine light descended from the sky, as if it had been planned for a long time, and hit his most vulnerable flaw, leaving him unwilling to fall. Even the Emperor Fruit that he had just condensed,
All broken.
This can be described as overwhelming hatred.
The years are long, the vastness of the prehistoric era, and among endless creatures, how many years does it take for a great emperor to be born? Once he is, he can be powerful in the nine heavens and ten places for countless years, and create the most splendid legend.
In a sense, even the six saints are a bit dejected.
The six saints in the background are all innately holy. From the beginning of their birth, they have gathered great luck and amazing fighting power.
In addition, after obtaining the Hongmeng Purple Qi, becoming a saint in one fell swoop, and laying the foundation for the supreme path, it can be said that the journey has been smooth sailing, as it should be.
The prehistoric era is a land that values the strong and the blood. Naturally, all sentient beings have more admiration for the ancient emperor who was able to become the great emperor after countless trials among all races.
The hardships experienced during this process are simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
His Dao fruit was destroyed by others.
Naturally, his heart was full of murderous intent and extremely resentful.
Now I wish I could break time, go back to those years, crush the mastermind behind the scenes, and wash away the eternal hatred.
"I dare to ask our ancestors...Who is the mastermind behind the scenes? How dare you plot against you..." Miao'er looked at the angry look of Old Butterfly, shrank her cute neck, and a hint of fear surged in her big eyes.
His throat rolled, and he hesitated.
She really didn't understand that with the divine power of her ancestors, who could have plotted against him back then.
Moreover, he is still at the critical moment of becoming the emperor.
When her ancestor was about to succeed, she clearly saw a vague figure, hanging high in the sky, as if standing in another time and space, shining a divine light.
That blow seemed to be able to stun an era, it was really scary.
No one understands how there could be such a person in the world.
There are very few people who can reach that level and have such power.
"Haha, that's not something you can touch..." Old Butterfly smiled slightly, shook his head slightly, and glanced at the sky with his old eyes, seeming to be able to see through countless spaces and see the eternal
Like a figure, he sighed heavily and said sadly.
The Great Emperor of All Spirits is indeed brilliant, but in this ancient world, the true orthodox ruler does not belong to the Great Emperor.
Strictly speaking, for some people, the Great Emperor is just an "odd number", a stumbling block that prevents them from ruling the ancient world and being aloof.
Therefore, it is quite normal that there will be some people who do not want him to become emperor.
Miao'er softly said "Oh" and fluttered her long eyelashes. Although her ancestors did not elaborate, she had some understanding in her heart that this must have something to do with...them.
After all, on the surface, they are indeed the ones in power in the prehistoric era, who control the foundation of the great road and influence the trend of the prehistoric era.
Throughout history, there have been many conflicts with some amazingly talented emperors.
There were even several times when they, who were so high above them, suffered a loss and suffered a great loss of face.
As the people in power since ancient times, they don't want anyone to affect their scepter, so they will make some small moves, which is normal.
"Junior, since you can find me, it means you are destined to me. Are you willing to inherit my lifelong inheritance?"
At this time, Old Butterfly's eyes looked at Miao'er and suddenly became sharp and solemn. His speaking voice became a little more solemn and sacred. Every word was like thunder, exploding in this small cave.
said in a deep voice.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! These words are like something amazing is about to happen. In this small world, bursts of divine thunder appear, as if they are going to shake the earth and the earth, and are terrifying.
In the mountains, many mountain and forest beasts were trembling, and they looked at this place with awe and admiration, wanting to surrender for a while.
"Teach me your lifelong inheritance?"
Miao'er's little mouth suddenly opened into a circle. She never thought that such a good thing would happen to her. This ancestor of Qingxuan was an extremely powerful being who almost became the emperor back then. His Taoism was profound and far beyond
The imagination of the world, just a little bit, is enough to benefit the world for a lifetime.
As the Butterfly Clan has developed over the years, members of the Butterfly Clan have continued to rush to various parts of the wild land to look for opportunities after the death of the ancestor Qingxuan.
This is a big secret for the butterfly tribe.
It's a pity that the ancient world is so vast that even an omnipotent saint may not dare to say that he can visit every corner of the ancient world. In addition, there are too many mysteries, so even if tens of millions of years have passed, even
After hundreds of millions of years, the powerful men sent out by the Butterfly Clan are still like looking for a needle in a haystack, without any news about the whereabouts of Qingxuan's ancestor after his death.
