Ye Xuan stood on the supreme throne, overlooking the young man known as the Sword Master, who once had the opportunity to compose an era, and said nothing.
Ye Xuan's silence fell in the eyes of the sword master, which made him laugh at himself: "I understand."
He slowly closed his eyes.
He understood that his life would end here.
As for the reason why the young man in black robe didn't speak.
Very simple.
Because the other person feels he doesn't deserve to know.
This makes the sword master quite regretful.
I thought that this birth would accomplish what had not been accomplished in the Tianlong era and create a new era.
Unexpectedly, he kicked an indestructible iron plate right after he was born.
This iron plate may not be able to be broken by the entire Temple of Heaven.
That Lord Tianwu may have had his feet kicked to pieces.
"No!"
Although the Juggernaut gave up, the others were unwilling to give up.
After seeing the sword master's sword being easily buried, even though they were desperate, they all burst out with overwhelming strength at this moment.
This time, they did not choose to break through the strange black energy, but aimed at Ye Xuan.
Although they were aware of Ye Xuan's terror, after knowing that this was their only hope, they still chose to attack Ye Xuan without hesitation.
"We have so many quasi-emperors, how can we be afraid of just one person?"
Some people say such words, but I don't know why, but they seem so feeble.
If they weren't afraid, why would they have chosen to run away in the first place?
"die!"
The black mouth member closest to Ye Xuan also had a ferocious face. The big black mouth on his neck opened and spit out a black energy that was completely different from Ye Xuan's Immortal Xuan Jin.
The black energy shrouded Ye Xuan, as if it was going to swallow up Ye Xuan's entire body.
Faced with the siege from many peerless experts from the Heavenly Temple, Ye Xuan always stood proudly on the supreme throne without making any unnecessary moves.
boom!
But the next moment.
Then he saw the immortal energy that enveloped the entire dark palace suddenly retracting at this moment.
Everyone disappeared at this moment.
All sounds.
All magical powers.
They all dissipated in an instant.
Deathly silence.
Wave after wave of astonishing power is continuously gathering towards Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan's own strength is in the late quasi-emperor stage.
At this moment, it is soaring towards the peak of quasi-emperor.
That was the power from many powerful men in the Heavenly Temple, which was swallowed up by Ye Xuan.
If there are outsiders here, I'm afraid their scalp will go numb.
What a pity.
No one has seen such an amazing scene.
Um……
wrong.
Outside the Dark Palace.
In the endless darkness.
A figure slowly emerged.
It was an illusory figure, dressed in coarse linen clothes, stooped, with long hair shawl, head lowered, and holding a booklet in his hand.
Can't see the face clearly.
But judging from his appearance, he seems to be an old man.
A pair of old eyes full of vicissitudes of life, but shining with wisdom, were looking at everything in the dark palace through the messy hair.
The left hand holding the booklet slowly let go. The booklet opened automatically without any wind, and it turned to a blank page.
The old man raised his right hand, and a huge brush appeared out of thin air.
"Um?"
The old man suddenly paused and looked up.
There was a young man in black robe, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a heavy snow-raised sword gourd, pouring wine into his mouth.
The old man's pupils suddenly trembled, then shrank, then calmed down, and he let go of his hands.
The pamphlets and the giant writing brush disappeared.
The old man bowed his hands to the black-robed young man and said hoarsely: "I've seen the Night Emperor."
That young man in black robe was none other than Ye Xuan, who directly buried the Dark Temple of the Heavenly Temple!
good.
In the blink of an eye.
The Dark Palace has been completely buried.
The headquarters of the Celestial Temple here was completely destroyed.
At this moment, the aura on Ye Xuan's body was still rising.
The reason why he drank was to digest all this power.
After taking a sip, Ye Xuanxu narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man who was bowing, and said slowly: "Since you know it's me, do you still dare to show your face here?"
When the old man heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart.
Do you think I want to come?
It’s not the above task yet.
Although he was thinking this in his heart, the old man did not dare to do so on the surface, and said respectfully: "I didn't know that the Night Emperor was coming before. I just received a mission to record the changes in the Temple of Heaven."
Ye Xuan smiled lightly, stretched out his left hand from behind, and gently grabbed it in the air: "Then let me check the progress of your mission."
"Ye Emperor!?"
The old man's expression suddenly changed, and he wanted to take action but it was too late.
The pamphlet that disappeared before appeared in Ye Xuan's hand.
Ye Xuan ignored the old man's frightened heart, and with a touch of his hand, the booklet instantly spread out in the void.
Rays of golden light shine, with the breathtaking aura of the avenue, like a rolling Milky Way flowing down into the world!
Seeing this, the old man raised his head.
It was also at this moment that his face was revealed.
That is a shameless face!
Half of it was flesh and blood, and the other half was just skeletons.
Only two eyes are normal.
He looked at Ye Xuan, feeling inexplicably panicked.
Ye Xuan glanced at the old man and said with a smile: "I checked your little notebook. I guess your master doesn't have any objections. Even if he has an objection, it is against this emperor. What are you afraid of?"
"Is it possible..."
"What experience did you write about me in this?"
Ye Xuan's eyes returned to the unfolded booklet.
No.
After it was spread out, it could no longer be called a pamphlet.
Rather, it is a towering and majestic heavenly book!
On top of this heavenly book, ancient carvings emerge.
It contains the secrets of time.
But Ye Xuan didn't even look at those things.
Because he knows far more than these so-called secrets recorded over the years.
"Ye Emperor, please don't embarrass me..."
Half of the old man's bloody face was trembling, and a lump of flesh and blood seemed to be rolling down, which was enough to show the old man's mood at this moment.
Ye Xuan ignored the old man, but stared at the last paragraph of the golden book.
Especially the last sentence.
Ye Xuan's eyes instantly narrowed, deep and cold.
The old man's body couldn't stop shaking, and he said tremblingly: "Ye Emperor..."
Ye Xuan stared at the old man.
The old man did not dare to look directly at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan looked indifferent and said calmly: "I ask, you answer."
The old man lowered his head and did not dare to answer the question.
Ye Xuan took back the heavenly book and turned it into a booklet again. Ye Xuan held the booklet and said slowly: "Has your master ever seen the passage you recorded?"
The old man shook his head and said: "I haven't seen it yet. I originally wanted to wait until the recording was completed before going back to report to the master."
boom!
The next moment.
The old man's body suddenly exploded.
There was only one head left floating there, which was extremely miserable.
The old man looked at Ye Xuan who suddenly took action with horror in his eyes.
Even though Ye Xuan looked peaceful at this moment, the old man felt the boundless surging murderous intent.
Ye Xuan's voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Nether Hells.
"Who gave you the courage... to guess that this emperor is the King of Heaven?"
(Congratulations to book friend ‘Boring’ for becoming the third leader of this book. I should have congratulated you before, but because the old ghost is going through a tribulation recently, the update was only resumed today, so it was postponed to today. Thank you again for your support!)