In the ancient Tomb of the Demon Emperor, Yan Kuan was walking calmly alone. This was a vibrant secret realm with forests of ancient trees. There was no lack of energy, but it was also accompanied by the underworld of death.
As Yan Kuan crossed Huangquan, the mountains in front of him were towering and continuous, surrounded by bursts of white fairy mist, which made people feel like they were in a dream, as if they had entered a fairyland.
Yan Kuan left the underworld and entered the fairy mountains, surrounded by mist and full of sacred and peaceful atmosphere. There was the sound of water in front, and a silver sacred river flowed. There was a huge monument beside the river bank, with several large characters engraved in ancient divine inscriptions:
Imperial Soldier Mountain.
This was the place where the Demon King buried his imperial soldiers. Yan Kuan knew what was inside and became cautious. Suddenly he suddenly raised his head and looked in a certain direction. There was a huge creature lurking upstream of the silver divine river.
He was looking at him indifferently, with a kind of supreme majesty.
This is a crimson dragon horse. Like the broken-mouthed horse in Kunlun Fairyland, it is transformed by the essence of heaven and earth. It has a dragon head and a horse body, with strong limbs. Now it suddenly jumped up, like a mountain peak.
It's huge, with red clouds flying in the air.
With a dragon roar, the dragon-horse turned into a stream of red cloud fairy energy, disappeared on the spot, and reorganized into a red dragon in the sky, shaking its head and tail, and rushed into the depths of the fairy mountain.
Yan Kuan followed the figure of Long Ma into the fairy mountain. The haze filled the air and the fairy mist transpired, turning into a rain of light and brilliant colors. The ancient trees and rocks in this primitive mountain forest were dyed with mysterious colors, which made people intoxicated.
This place does not look like a big tomb, but is clearly a small world of fairy land, with abundant vegetation, silver waterfalls, and spectacular mountain scenery, which is very suitable for practicing Taoism.
But in the depths of the Emperor's Arms Mountain, you can't feel a trace of death aura, there are only faint traces of immortal talismans, which are contaminated with the imperial aura of the ancient emperor.
"call out!"
Suddenly, a blazing light flew over and became the only one in eternity. Everything in the world lost its luster, becoming extremely gorgeous and incomparably brilliant.
It was too fast, beyond the limit of understanding. It could be called a fairy light. It shot through all the obstacles in a flash and instantly shattered Yan Kuan's figure. But the strange thing is that there was no splash of the Great Saint's blood.
, Yan Kuan’s body did not fall down.
"Xue Yueqing's Demon King Chi failed in the battle on the road to immortality. The damaged weapon is extremely murderous!"
Yan Kuan's figure appeared in another direction, and while he was talking to himself, a blazing light flew over, like a sky-shattering rainbow penetrating the sky and the earth.
Yan Kuan turned around to avoid them. After two surprise attacks, he had roughly figured out the trajectory of these fairy lights and was confident of conquering them.
An aura that makes all the worlds tremble comes. The huge fluctuations and the dazzling fairy light make people's bones shatter. This kind of fluctuation is too terrifying. It is stronger than just now, but Yan Kuan is very
calm.
"call out!"
An immortal divine light shot out, penetrating all realms, but no tangible material could escape the killing blow. It was like the divine light from the fairyland pouring down, destroying all laws, but the attack and defense were soon reversed.
The sky-swallowing magic jar appears and shows off its power.
After all, the damaged Imperial Soldier was not as good as the intact Imperial Soldier. At almost the slightest contact, the fairy light trembled and flew up, shaking violently. It did not dare to touch the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar head-on, just like a sheep facing a sheep.
Fierce dragon.
"Boom!"
Yan Kuan took the initiative to attack at this moment, and the black light from the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar instantly knocked back the fairy light. A storm of fairy thunder exploded, the divine light was dazzling, and the fairy light flew back dimly.
"boom!"
At the moment when the fairy light flew back, a blazing light rose up from the mountains ahead. Many ancient mountains exploded. Pieces of majestic mountains exploded. Rocks penetrated the sky and collapsed clouds. There were endless rumbling sounds. Divine energy seemed to
Stormy waves crashed onto the shore, vast chaos exploded, and there was chaos there.
The ancient land ahead was completely cracked, and no one knew how many mountains fell down. Finally, a magnificent altar was revealed, as if the first ancient sacred mountain was cut in half and became the ancient altar ahead.
On the altar, there are five ancient artifacts on display, some are brilliant, releasing immortal brilliance, and some are simple and unpretentious, without any fluctuation.
Yan Kuan's figure descended in front of the altar, and all five ancient artifacts came to life in an instant, glowing with blazing light.
"boom!"
Above Yan Kuan's head, the combination of the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Jar and the Dao Aquarius was pushed to its peak. The terrifying imperial power shocked the five remaining weapons. Neither side made a move first, as if they were in a confrontation.
On the altar of gods and demons formed by the flat mountain, five ancient artifacts were enshrined and buried. Each one was being resurrected, and the aura of the ancient emperor filled the air.
Suddenly, a dragon roar resounded across the sky, and the huge dragon horse that disappeared earlier appeared again, standing across the end of the sky, raising its head in this direction.
This is really a shocking picture. The red dragon is bigger than many mountains. Any mountain peak in front of it is like a small mound, too small.
"boom!"
Behind the huge red dragon, a huge mountain appeared, bigger than the stars, stretching across the end of the world. It was huge and boundless. It reached Chaos at the top and Jiuyou at the bottom. It was an unknown number of feet high.
Yan Kuan looked around with his third eye and saw that there was a huge cave at the root of the huge mountain. The red dragon transformed into a dragon and horse swung its tail and sank into it. The sound of dragon roars was heard, shocking, and the clouds and mists billowed in the cave from time to time.
Flashing red unicorn horns.
The ancient emperor's mount transformed from a horse into a dragon, writhing in the huge lair. Each of its red dragon scales was several feet long. It was not the real body, but an immortal essence wrapped in a brand.
, belonging to the inheritance of the Demon King’s mount.
"The inheritance of the Demon Emperor's horse, the Dragon Horse, is tasteless to me and a pity to discard."
Yan Kuan glanced briefly and then looked away. At this moment, the remnants of the emperor's weapons changed, and the sky collapsed, as if several great emperors were about to be resurrected, and large areas of mountains and rivers turned into dust. Only the altar stood tall and unbroken, shaking constantly.
.
The Emperor's Soldiers of the Supreme Path were respected among the soldiers. The road to immortality was cut off due to the battle. They themselves had great grievances and were buried for endless years. Now that they see the light of day, the remaining gods and spirits inside naturally reacted violently.
The mountains and rivers collapsed, and this place was dilapidated and devastated. Only one altar was intact, which was simple and grand.
As the fairy light calmed down, the five remaining artifacts revealed their true forms. They were all cyan, a few pieces were dull and very dim, and one or two pieces still had a flowing light and clear glow. Each fragment of the artifact was glowing.
There is an ancient meaning that has lasted for thousands of years.
This is a ruler, made of the most mysterious feathered lapis lazuli, an immortal material as famous as Phoenix Blood Red Gold and Immortal Tears Green Gold. It broke for some unknown reason and broke into five pieces, scattered on the ground.
The fractures of the five fragments of the broken weapon were irregular, as if they had been shattered by the shock of life. It was somewhat beyond common sense to be able to destroy an imperial weapon.
"The demon emperor Xue Yueqing, the snow rabbit turned into a silver dragon, but it's a pity that there is a little lack of luck."
Yan Kuan looked at the ancient altar with the remains of Emperor Chen's weapons in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh. The Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing was said to have conquered the world a million years ago. It was said that he followed the ancient path of the human race when he was young and encountered everyone's misfortune.
He chased and killed him, but in the end he became stronger and stronger as he fought, becoming invincible in the world and under the earth.
Its body is not very strong. According to legend, it is just a snow rabbit, but it has become the Supreme Being of all generations. It claims to kill all the supreme beings in the world and is the only one in the world.
Before he became enlightened, he had a bloody battle that shocked eternity. He killed the Divine Blood Supreme, beheaded the invincible ancient ancestor in the Holy Spirit, and killed several ancient evil gods in the quasi-emperor realm.
In that battle, the earth shattered, ghosts cried and gods howled, and the Demon King roared in the universe. He defeated all directions in one night, killed all his competitors, and climbed to the top.
Xue Yueqing, a man in white clothes who surpassed the snow and surpassed the gods. At that time, he attacked the gods in the nine heavens and suppressed the corpse chaos under the nine netherworld. His beauty was unparalleled and unparalleled in the world.
Although his origin is very small and weak, he is just a snow rabbit, but he is so extraordinary. He moves forward step by step and eventually becomes the Demon King at the top of the ultimate path.
"I was born as a snow rabbit, but used my weak body to refine my blood, nourish my body, and become stronger and stronger. In the end, a drop of blood can kill a dragon..."
Yan Kuan's eyes flickered, looking forward to the inheritance of the Demon Emperor. He had a deep intuition that this secret technique of tempering blood to transform into a dragon was the opportunity he was looking for.
"boom!"
Yan Kuan's figure approached the altar, and a screen of light flickered, making the place blurry. Bloody lights flashed past, and a shadowy figure in white stood there, with his back to everyone, silently paying homage to the emperor's soldiers.
This is an afterimage left when he stopped, outlining the past of his failure in the road to immortality, which has not been dispersed by the wind to this day.
Yan Kuan witnessed scenes of the past, Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing waited for the road to immortality, but at that eternal moment, he was old and frail, no longer at the peak of his life, and unable to enter the immortal realm.
The heaven-defying Immortal Ruler was unwilling to give up, and felt sad for the Demon Emperor. He used his own life to fight for the old Demon Emperor, and rushed towards the broken immortal road, hoping to create a new passage. It wielded the power of the Ultimate Dao,
Rushing towards the end of the myth, wanting to change the flawed ending.
However, the final result was already doomed. The Demon Emperor's Ruler failed. The ruler's body made of lapis lazuli was broken, and the gods contained within it were almost wiped out. It was destroyed on the immortal road, and it was broken into five pieces.
"It doesn't matter if I don't want the Immortal Road, how can I lose you..."
The peerless Demon King's white clothes were stained with blood, and he sighed alone in the wind. He stood beside the pile of loess and buried with his own hands the weapons that had accompanied him in battles throughout his life.
The light curtain turned into rain, and the figure on the altar of gods and demons disappeared. The majestic pressure dissipated, leaving only the broken Demon King Ruler.
The five fragments of the Imperial Armament recorded everything about that battle that year. Unfortunately, the gods inside were almost wiped out, and now all that is left is the fragmentary mark. This Imperial Armament made of feathered green gold has large feather-like marks on it, like
Feixian.
Yan Kuan used the Ancient Demon Emperor's Scripture and the Art of War to communicate with the broken Immortal Ruler, and successfully surrendered the five fragments temporarily and took them with him. Then he continued to move forward. The river surged, and a river of corpses rushed out from the ancient vein in the distance. This
It's Huangquan.
This large, dark yellow river has nine twists and turns, flowing through this mountain range, reaching many places in the ancient domain, and running through the entire cemetery. This is a real world with mountains and rivers, with ancient medicine taking root in the cracks of the rocks, and great mountains towering
On the clouds...
"Ouch!"
A long howl came, and a heart-rending roar came from the upper reaches of the Corpse River, as a group of netherworld creatures carrying black wind attacked.
This is a zombie ghost that can only be born in the most yin places in ancient times. It is extremely evil and evil. It can be called a kind of fierce ghost, and the most ferocious ghost.
They are all covered with white hair, have no wings, and look like old corpses flying in the sky. Others are purple, densely covered with scales, have horns, and have magic wings. These are all corpse demons, with a monstrous aura of death.
, whizzing past, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, and the rivers and seas boiled.
The corpse river was raging, and strange creatures emerged from the water, some with disheveled hair, or with hideous scales and armor, all exuding the aura of death.
"roar……"
A roaring roar came from the sky, and several creatures flew up from the upper reaches of the Corpse River. They looked strange, each one was like a thunderous creature, and the hair all over their bodies shone with a faint golden light.
This is flesh and blood conceived by corpse energy, and then turned into Yin gods. Each one is extremely terrifying, with eyes that tear through the void, and they are not afraid of the great sage.
"boom!"
With a loud noise, the universe collapsed and the Yin gods collided. The supreme ancient human ghost-faced lantern appeared above Yan Kuan's head, and he recited the supreme "Saving Man's Sutra". At the same time, a large area of divine fire surged, refining these supreme Yin gods to obtain the most powerful Yin blood.
The underworld is surging, the screams of terror are endless, and more and more Yin spirits appear, attacking and killing Xiang Yankuan. Various sounds such as chanting sutras, cries of ghosts, and howls of ghosts and gods are intertwined. The place is a bustling place, with Yin energy and vitality coexisting.
It turns into the flow of Yin and Yang.
"The most yin and the most yang are all mine!"
A treasure bottle of the Great Dao appeared above Yan Kuan's head, and there were countless phantoms of the origin intertwined behind him. The terrifying black hole swallowed up everything around him, suppressing and refining all the phenomena, making Yan Kuan himself stronger.
"Blood of the Demon Emperor!"
Yan Kuan suddenly stopped. There was a bit of blood in front of him, like a fairy needle that could poke a blind person's eyes, making it difficult to look straight at him. The demon emperor's scattered emperor's blood exuded immortal power, and a snow-white illusory figure gradually solidified.
, like a great emperor reborn.
"Demon King!"
Yan Kuan's call made him turn around, his eyes were extremely deep, revealing the vicissitudes of eternity, as if he had stood here for hundreds of millions of years.
This man has thick black hair, scattered around his chest and back, his white clothes are fluttering, spotless, his expression is peaceful and calm, and his eyes are as deep as the stars in the sky.
However, Yan Kuan had a different feeling when he faced the demon emperor's phantom. His whole body was about to burst, his energy and blood surged violently, as if he was about to burn, his bones were about to explode, and he could hardly stand here.
The five-section immortal ruler awakened again, bloomed with green clouds, and turned into a blazing light group like five small suns and flew towards the white-clothed figure.
The snowy moon is pure and transcendent, and is about to transform into a flying immortal. There is a kind of agility that does not belong to this earthly world, like a banished immortal descended from the heaven.
The two fairy rulers are gorgeous and crystal clear, with fairy-like light rain shining on the lapis lazuli. They are like a lost child seeing the person closest to him, spinning around him.
This is the military ruler that belongs to the Demon Emperor. Even though it is broken and the gods within it have died on the immortal road, it still has an instinct to admire the Demon Emperor.
In the past, how many talented people are buried in the dust... The man in white stretched out a hand and gently touched the two pieces of soldiers. There was a kind of domineering in the aloof aura, and in those deep eyes, there was a kind of dominion over the universe, looking down at the common people.
The fierceness of all things.
This is the aura of the Demon King, the majesty with which he attacks the Nine Heavens and subdues the Netherworld. Although it looks peaceful and calm, it cannot be blasphemed and everyone must be in awe.
The emperor's blood flickered and the emperor's energy surged. Xue Yue stood there quietly, her eyes intertwined with Yan Kuan's, as if they were looking at each other after an eternity.
"war!"
The Supreme Demon Emperor only uttered one simple word, but Yan Kuan already understood what he meant. If he wanted to obtain the inheritance of the Demon Emperor, he must fight with these drops of emperor's blood.
"If it's not just a few drops of emperor's blood, what should I be afraid of?"
Yan Kuan instantly transformed into the body of Emperor Yan and rushed towards Xue Yueqing's phantom, while the transcendent god-like man in white also took one step forward, the world changed, and the two started a shocking battle.
This battle lasted for a long time, Yan Kuan was covered in blood, and the Great Sage's body exploded and reunited several times. He almost exhausted all means, and then he managed to trigger the divine forbidden state and was able to win even half a move.