Chapter 421; Return to the Emperor’s Tomb [Five Thousand Words]

Author: I choose Li Bai

Chapter 421; Return to the Emperor’s Tomb [Five Thousand Words]

Bai Xin, who came to the far north prairie, said with a sudden dream on her face: "Is it so easy to come out?"

"Yes, it's that easy." Fang Ping didn't say much. If he hadn't blinded the leader of the Baiyi tribe with "a god three feet high up" and the perceptions of the three Dharma gods in the depths of the Baiyi tribe, the moment the woman walked out of the Baiyi tribe would have been caught back by a tie and said, "From this moment, we have no one to owe each other.

However, Fang still wants to remind you that the world outside the Great Northern Prairie is not as good as you imagined. If you look at it and go home, you can continue to be your high priest and be worshipped by others. But if you walk out of the Great Northern Prairie, trouble will continue to come one after another."

Let’s talk about cultivation.

This woman has three seeds of taboo magical powers. If she does not encounter the Dharma God, she will not fall into a desperate situation. But nothing is absolute. The human heart is the most terrifying thing. A white lotus that has never left the Baiyi tribe and has never experienced the ghosts of human hearts will easily fall into the plot of some bad people.

"Yeah, I've recorded it."

Bai Xin's head slight dot, but it can be seen from the glittering eyes, and obviously I didn't hear it in my heart.

"You can do it yourself." Fang Ping waved his cuffs and released the golden chariot.

As the sky rolled, the golden chariot plowed through the atmosphere, smashed the sea of ​​clouds and disappeared into the horizon, and disappeared in a breath.

"Although I have not yet opened up the world of Dharma planes and entered the realm of Dharma planes and martial gods, I have the heavenly magical power of "there are gods three feet high up" and the general Dharma planes and martial gods are not even qualified to escape in front of me. I believe there is no such Dharma plane and martial gods that can threaten me in this world. It is time to go to the tomb of the emperor and kill the evil thoughts of the emperor."

"If you erase the evil thoughts of the great emperor, you can obtain the inheritance of the great emperor in the tomb of the emperor."

Thinking of this in my heart, Fang Ping rushed to Wu Kingdom.

Half a year later.

The human race is thirty-three kingdoms, within the territory of the Wu Kingdom, outside the tomb of the Emperor.

When Fang Ping arrived here, he could vaguely see some figures standing scattered outside the Emperor's tomb.

There are also dozens of magical martial saints hiding in the dark and peeking.

Fang Ping's appearance attracted the attention of many people, and in the dark, there were also dozens of magical martial saints who shouted in surprise.

"It's that... Wang Teng!"

"The First Martial Saint King Teng? Why is he here?"

"It is better to see it at first sight than to hear it. He is the Wang Teng who condensed two supreme seeds of supernatural powers and condensed his soul. It is indeed a magnificent view of ancient and modern times, and is majestic."

"He killed the peerless martial saint of Daluo Sect in the tomb of the Emperor, and the peerless martial saint of the Black Demon Sect, and it was suspected that he was killed. Now that he appears outside the tomb of the Emperor, he will definitely attract the ancestor of the Daluo Sect and the ancestor of the Martial God of the Black Demon Sect to suppress him."

"What he said is right, but if he dares to come, it cannot be because of the trap. There must be some means."

In the secret, a martial saints of magical powers were communicating in whispers.

Some people crushed the talismans.

Fang Ping sneered, poked out his hand and grabbed a magical martial saint who had crushed the talisman to send out the secret.

The neck may be square and flat at any time, and the body is also a magical power of martial saint who cannot move, and all the souls of the dead are exposed.

The soul left his body, Fang Ping searched the person's soul. After a brief wail, he was tragically destroyed by the soul-searching Martial Saint, and fainted half-dead. Fang Ping also knew the person's identity. He was the magical martial Saint of the Black Demon Sect. He was ordered to lie outside the Emperor's to observe the movements. The talisman he had just crushed just now told the Black Demon Sect that Fang Ping had arrived outside the Emperor's tomb.

"ridiculous."

Recalling the past when he walked out of the tomb of the Emperor and was suppressed by the Great Luo Sect Wushen Ancestor, and the Black Demon Sect Wushen Ancestor, he had to use the "small shift talisman" in Geng Yangzi's hand to escape thousands of miles. Fang Ping's eyes were extremely fierce and murderous intent. He has always been avenged and revengeful.

"When the emperor's evil thoughts are destroyed, go to Daluo Sect and the Black Demon Sect to visit."

After snorting, Fang Ping jumped into the space portal leading to the inner space of the Emperor's tomb in awe, admiration and fearful eyes.

...

Daluo Sect.

Zhou Haotong, the Supreme Ancestor of Daluo Sect, who had taken action against Fang Ping outside the tomb of the Emperor, immediately called several martial god ancestors of Daluo Sect to discuss the news.

"After decades of separation, has this monster finally appeared?"

"He appeared outside the tomb of the Emperor, which shows that he was not giving up and was thinking about the inheritance in the tomb of the Emperor."

"One day, one day, it will bring disaster to the world. This time, we should take action together and kill it completely."

When several ancestors of the Daluo Sect’s Wushen, who have a unified opinion, they must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity at all costs, rush to the emperor’s tomb, kill Fang Ping, and make it happen once and for all:

"This is a big mistake!" A great ancestor of the Daluo Sect, whose hair and beard are all white and old, argued with reason: "A monster who can condense the soul in the realm of the supernatural powers and martial saints and possess two supreme supernatural powers is definitely not something that I, Daluo Sect, can be provoked. This son is not the blessing of the great emperor's inheritance in the tomb of the emperor, and he also has the potential to become a martial arts emperor.

Now that he has offended him and formed cause and effect, he should do his best to repair it, rather than adding mistakes. The Daluo Sect has been passed down for thousands of years and cannot be destroyed in our hands like this."

The old man with white hair and hunched back and lingering in the dusk and dusk air was the oldest among the ancestors of the Daluo Sect, who lived the longest and oldest among the ancestors of the Daluo Sect. He ignored the world and could not go into seclusion for many years, but his heart has gone through vicissitudes and can see clearly.

"Haha, Mr. Xue, why are you anxious?"

A certain Daluo Sect Wushen Ancestor, who called him politely, cursed the old man in his heart and sneered: "Your old worries are not unreasonable."

"But because of this, we must forever kill this monster. Didn't he threaten outside the Emperor's tomb? One day, he would come to visit our Daluo Sect to settle the cause and effect? ​​From this we can see that this son will revenge his grudges and is extremely vicious. We can't just calm down and persuade others with kind words."

Old Xue frowned, and could not hear the other party's intentions. He looked at the scene in a furious manner at several Daluo Sect's Wushen Ancestors and asked, "Do you really want to be obsessed with it and put Daluo Sect in a place that will never be restored?"

"This is a heavy word." Zhou Haotong said with a deep expression: "The last time that monster could escape from my hands was not that I could not subdue him. Even if he is talented and broad-minded, he is not rich in jeopardy, and it is because of my negligence that he gave him a glimmer of hope. This time, not only will I take action, I will also invite some people."

Fang Ping is really too dazzling. He possesses two supreme supernatural powers and condenses the soul in the realm of the supernatural powers and Martial Saints. Once such potential grows up, he can use his own strength to suppress the whole life, and ask everyone in the Jiuzhou and Four Seas to surrender to his light. This also leads to countless people who want to kill Fang Ping.

"Oh?" Old Xue smiled bitterly: "It seems that no matter what I say, I can't stop you anymore? So let's just say it! Since it's different, you can go."

...

At the same time, many forces outside the Daluo Sect also knew about Fang Ping's appearance outside the Emperor's tomb.

The reactions are different, but the world suddenly boils, and the Emperor's Tomb will once again become a place of turbulence.

...

Fang Ping, who entered the tomb of the Emperor, was teleported to the Taoist temple hall by the Spirit Boy.

"Didn't you mean that after breaking through to the realm of Dharma God, you will come to the emperor's tomb to kill the evil thoughts? You have only been practicing to the realm of Dharma God in the realm of Dharma God?"

In the pool full of dazzling golden lotus, the spirit boy in the artifact was clear and beautiful, with red lips and white teeth sitting on a golden lotus, looking at Fang Ping.

Fang Ping smiled and shook his head: "How can it be so fast? But I have condensed the third magical power based on the soul. With this magical power, it should be foolproof to kill the emperor's evil thoughts."

The boy with the spirit of the weapon was half-believing and half-doubted: "Are you sure? I can tell you that the evil thought is even more powerful than I expected. I thought that he would not be able to escape from the outside world in one day, but after you left, the evil thought was silently tore open a gap and absorbed some of the external inspirations.

Fortunately, I discovered it in time, but he also wanted to increase his strength greatly. I could no longer suppress him. If you take action, you must hit it with one blow. If you can't wipe him with one blow, it will be very difficult to wipe him out again."

The tone of the Spirit of the Artifact was solemn, not like he was joking.

"Okay, I'll write it down. Where is he hiding now? Let me go."

The boy with spirit waved the whisk in his hand, and ripples appeared in the void outside his square body.

When he walked out in one step, Fang Ping appeared in the mountains that made people feel relaxed and happy.

Above head, the sky is clear and the sky is clear.

Around the surroundings, there are lush grass and trees, towering ancient trees, and birds singing and flowers blooming.

There are also amazing scenes such as Feiquan Waterfall, cliffs, and clouds.

But there is a stain in this picturesque scene.

His body was like smoke and fog, without the evil thoughts of the emperor, and he was squatting in front of a stream that was gurgling and clear.

On the foggy face, a pair of empty blood-red eyes staring straight at the water surface that reflected his face like a mirror. When he noticed Fang Ping appeared behind him, he spoke out: "You are here. When I saw you, I knew that there would be such a day. I didn't expect that I would really guess it."

He listened to the ancient, hoarse and strange sounds coming without looking sideways. Fang Ping's blood flowed involuntarily, and the heart under his chest also accelerated the rhythm. The hairs on the surface of his skin also stood upside down, but his face was not afraid, his will level was dusty and filthy, and he bowed and said, "It's been a long time since I've been there, senior."

In essence, the evil thoughts of the Emperor are just transformed by the evil thoughts of the Martial Emperor after his death. They are two completely different people from the Martial Emperor. But after all, they are born from a Martial Emperor. Fang Pingke politely saluted and called the other party "senius", which is a respect for the evil thoughts of the Emperor and a recognition of himself.

"Young people are so terrifying. If it weren't for the golden world that was rare in eternity, how could such a stunning monster as you would have been born?"

The emperor's evil thoughts arise, and the things he looks at will and soul will be taken away by him.

Fang Ping faced his four eyes, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the soul of the villain shone brightly and suppressed himself.

"Oh? The soul?"

"Awesome. I have seen so many geniuses and great monsters in my lifetime. But you are the first alien to condense the soul at the level of supernatural powers and martial saints." The emperor's evil thoughts and insights are terrifying. He could see at a glance that Fang Ping condensed the soul and then said, "What? Is this child who asked you to deal with this emperor?"

Fang Ping nodded.

The sky suddenly became stained with a layer of depression, destruction and evil.

The dark clouds hang low and stretch for countless miles, as if they want to turn these endless mountains and rivers into a magical land.

Outside the human body with evil thoughts and mist, the emperor showed faces full of resentment, hatred and evil.

In the blink of an eye, the emperor's evil thoughts changed again, becoming a young Taoist wearing a Taoist crown and a feathered robe.

He had handsome facial features, red lips and white teeth, and behind him were cranes, black turtles, five-colored deer, white ze, green clouds, and other strange phenomena. He stepped on a ball of golden auspicious clouds, as spotless as an immortal who fell from the mortal world. His eyes said with deep eyes: "When the emperor died, he told everyone that he would be willing to take care of this place, but he misunderstood the emperor and betrayed the emperor!"

Fang Ping pretended to be curious and asked, "How can I explain this?"

"He mistakenly thought that this emperor was dead, but in fact, this emperor just shed his dead shell and lived out of the second life. He locked this emperor here, causing me to be confused for thousands of years. It was not until not long ago that I was lucky enough to seize a wisp of external inspiration and restore my mind." The emperor said with an amazing saying, "He was not the emperor's evil thought, but the emperor's original deity."

Fang Ping naturally would not be fooled. Even if it was true, he would rather be fake.

The boy of the spirit of the weapon appeared at the right time, and was old-fashioned and roared firmly: "Don't speak cleverly and deceptively! The emperor's death will be gone, can there be any falsehood?"
To be continued...