Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 497
Seeing the Emperor Chaos Gu who dissipated into light and rain, Shi Ming's eyes moved slightly, feeling inexplicably sad inside.

Just like in Zishan, he is not qualified to inherit extreme weapons.

The chaotic ancient divine power in his body is just the froth on the surface, but the law of time and space is still inside, and the scriptures he has studied are not "Chaotic Ancient Sutra".
However, just because of one sentence to quell the chaos, this emperor passed on the inheritance to him, and didn't care about other things, just like the Great Emperor Wushi back then.

"Shi Ming sent the Great Emperor respectfully. If the younger generation transcends time and space in the future, they will reverse the long river of time and cross the Great Emperor to return. God will bear witness!"

The young man in Zishan bowed his head in obeisance, and made a Taoist oath, his gaze was very firm.

Hearing the words of the younger generation, the man in the imperial robe smiled slightly, feeling that this successor was a little ignorant.

To cross the long river of time and bring the dead back is something that even the existence of immortality cannot do.

"I'm a bit overconfident, but with this heart, I appreciate it." The Emperor Luangu whispered, his eyes were very gentle, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

Afterwards, the bright phantom shattered and disappeared, the crystal chains danced, and the fine rain of light sprinkled, blooming with brilliant light, like a grand funeral song, sending the ancient emperor off.

Shi Ming watched the scene quietly, with a slight sadness in his eyes.

The last time I felt this way, I still sent the God King away.
Suddenly, Shi Ming's eyes were fixed, and he was holding the chaos ancient battle ax tightly in his hand.

At this time, the starry sky was silent, and the tranquility was terrifying.

The next moment, thousands of space chains danced, and this ancient star field was completely shattered, as if returning to reality from an illusion, a dark underground palace emerged.

The place is extremely dim, without even a permanent lamp, and the darkness is pervasive, like an infinite abyss, exuding a deadly and desolate atmosphere.

Shi Ming's eyes glowed purple, he looked around clearly, and then sighed softly.

This place is the mausoleum of Emperor Chaos Ancient. It is very simple. The whole body is cast from the black stone of Beiyuan. The walls are covered with ancient murals. There are pictures of gods and demons laying corpses, and pictures of suppressing holy spirits, telling stories of the pre-Qin era.

In the center of the underground palace, there is a sarcophagus lying horizontally. It looks very simple and full of traces of the ancient times. It is engraved with flowers, birds, fish, insects, sun, moon and stars. one thing.

Shi Ming leaned over and saluted the sage in front.

Suddenly, the chaotic ancient battle ax in front of him flowed with silver light, bursting out into the sky, and broke away from his control.

The brilliance was brilliant, and the Emperor's Ax pierced through the air and landed on the sarcophagus.

At this moment, the grooves of the battle ax and the talisman merged into one, and all the intricate patterns on the coffin lit up, blooming with mysterious fluctuations.

"This is."

Shi Ming's heart palpitated, and he felt a terrifying coercion hidden in the coffin.

"Jiang!"

The emperor's coffin was opened, and the black coffin lid was suspended.

The aura of the ancient emperor spread, filling the tomb.

At such a close distance, the avatar of the Innate Saint Physique and Taoist Embryo was unavoidable, his body trembled, and he almost knelt down.

Feeling the aura of the military master, wisps of silver light hung from the coffin lid, wrapping him inside, so that no magic could invade him, and he would not be affected by the emperor's prestige.

The sarcophagus was opened, and a majestic body emerged, wrapped in chaotic mist. Inside the coffin was an exquisite black gold chariot, less than one foot long, like a souvenir, stained with the blood of the emperor, beating with terrifying fluctuations.

"The ancient emperor's chariot is a real chaotic ancient chariot!"

Shi Ming's eyes froze, and he felt the breath of time on the black gold chariot. The blood on it was very familiar, and it was the royal existence of the Holy Spirit family.

"boom!"

The ancient chariot turned into a stream of light, flew out of the sarcophagus, and became larger in an instant, engraved with the time inscription on it, and the aura of the extreme way permeated, penetrated through the ages, spread out from here, and shook the entire Northern Plains.

Suddenly, a passing afterimage passed by, it was the scene of the past.

"You must come back!" By the blue lake, a girl whispered, her face was full of worry, and she looked at a man in black robe.

The young man nodded silently without saying anything.

In this generation, he is not amazing. Someone is stronger than him, and he may not come back after this time.

The future is dangerous, he can't give the other party a future!

After a short hug, the black-robed youth hid all his emotions, got up and boarded the black jade chariot, rushed to the sky, and set foot on the ancient road of stars.

He is going to fight hard, even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he must hold on tightly.

"I'll wait here for your return!" Looking at her lover who was flying away, the girl cried out with tears on her face.

Hearing the sound of crying, the young man's eyes glistened with tears, he held the black gold chariot tightly in his hand, and finally left without looking back.

At that time, Beidou was popular for conquest by chariots. This chariot was cast by the girl and him, and it was his only memorial to his hometown.
The young man fought on the emperor's road, went to one ancient star field after another, and fought against all the heroes. The early stage went smoothly. After he became a saint, he was reborn and gradually became stronger. Every step he took was solid.

This is an ancient history that can be passed down until the Terran Pass, when a seed-level player finally appeared.

There is an ancient star field that walked out of seven people in a row, all of whom were unborn arrogances. The seven joined forces and were known as the Seven Heroes of the Chaotic Sky. They defeated many peerless enemies, and their brilliance spread all over the star road.

Soon, youth will meet them!

He suffered a disastrous defeat in that battle, and was forced into a desperate situation by the opponent. He was forced to go far away to the wilderness, escaped by relying on the exquisite chariot, and managed to save his life.

Afterwards in the Star Wars, he was up and down in the vortex. During this process, he also experienced several major defeats, and finally managed to break through the Great Sage, and returned to Beidou disheartened.

I didn't expect that this time the return journey would be a farewell to life and death.

The former lover passed away, and the fragrance disappeared. On that day, he knelt in front of the girl's tomb, his heart was broken, and he wanted to get rid of it.

However, the disaster was more than that. Due to some kind of involvement, the Supreme God of Zhongzhou was angry and wanted to take his head off.

This was a terrible calamity. Facing the pursuit of Zhundi, he was powerless to resist and fled all the way.

Misfortune affects Chi Yu, not only him, his relatives are dead, his master is killed, his friends are all wiped out, all kinds of tragedies are added, miserable and miserable, young people are desperate, fleeing in blood and tears
(End of this chapter)