Eternal Demon Lord

Chapter 1543
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"Senior is... the Lord Yan Emperor from the ancient times!?"

Han Wuji opened his mouth, his voice trembling slightly.

The Primordial Yan Emperor, the leader of the Primordial Yan Clan, entered the Tao with fire, controlled all fires in the world, and had the tyrannical combat power to kill the great sages of the Immortal Dao.

Facing such an almost invincible figure, Han Wuji dared not show any disrespect at all.

The appearance of the other party also made him unexpected and inadvertently panicked.

"Emperor Huangtian and I have an old relationship. Since this son has obtained the Great Desolation Art, he can be regarded as the descendant of Emperor Huangtian. You can't kill him, and you shouldn't keep yourself strong and use your power to overwhelm others."

Accompanied by the indifferent words, a figure silently appeared on the dome of the sky.

It was a middle-aged man with a stalwart figure, long hair draped over his shoulders, and a majestic yet handsome appearance.

He looked about 40 to [-] years old, dressed in a crimson shabby ancient robe, and in his deep eyes, there seemed to be an endless sense of vicissitudes.

Although there is not much domineering aura on his body, it makes people tremble and it is difficult to maintain calm.

"Oh my god, what a primordial Yan Emperor! Regardless of his temperament or appearance, they are all exactly the same as in the portrait, there can be no mistakes!"

Someone whispered, and immediately covered his mouth quickly, not daring to utter a single word.

The rest of the people raised their heads and looked at the majestic and unattainable figure like a mountain, they were also shocked and speechless.

How inconceivable and shocking that an ancient emperor who became famous in the ancient times appeared before their eyes alive.

In today's Immortal Territory, there are probably only a few great sages who have been cultivating all the year round and don't care about world affairs. They are people from that era and have lived until now.

The most important thing is that Taigu Yandi has made it clear at this moment that he wants to keep Yang Xuan.

This situation can only show one thing, that is, the other party really has a deep friendship with Emperor Huangtian.

People think about the past few days, it seems that a mysterious immortal emperor entered the barren mountain, and that person, in all likelihood, is the Immemorial Emperor Yan standing in his eyes.

"The villain is guilty, and I ask Emperor Yan to forgive me."

Han Wuji's legs softened, and he knelt down in the air.

Emperor Yan ranked fourth among the five ancient emperors. His strength may not be as strong as Emperor Ming Mo, but he may not be weaker than the other emperors.

Even if the contemporary divine master of their protoss came in person, there was no guarantee that they would be able to defeat the Primordial Emperor Yan.

According to legend, in order to avenge his beloved Ice Emperor, the Immemorial Emperor Yan once killed several Immortal Saints by himself in an ancient holy land, and that battle has been praised by countless generations.

"Let him go!"

The middle-aged man glanced at Han Wuji and said casually.

"Thank you Emperor Yan for not killing me, the villain will let this son out."

Han Wuji was so grateful that he hurriedly withdrew his natal Thunder Realm. The middle-aged man had already spoken. If he dared to attack Yang Xuan again, he would be disobeying orders and disobeying the orders of an ancient emperor.

"Junior Lin Feng, thank you Emperor Yan for saving me."

Yang Xuan was able to get out of trouble, he didn't care about healing, and immediately bowed to the middle-aged man above him.

Not long ago, Pangu Fuling said that there was an ancient emperor who appeared out of the sky. Now it seems that the ancient emperor is obviously the Yan Emperor who can't be wrong.

"You don't need to be too polite, you are the descendant of Emperor Huangtian, and I once owed Emperor Huangtian a favor, but Emperor Huangtian has long since died. If you help me today, I have the right to return the favor to that guy."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and looked at Yang Xuandao: "I didn't expect that a drop of the natal blood of the sun god bird would contain a little fire principle, especially you have refined those fire principles, which is really rare." .”

"Emperor Yan flattered me, the younger generation can refine the way of fire, or rely on some kind of tricks to take shortcuts, it's not really a skill."

Yang Xuan said modestly.

"What secret do you have? I never thought of exploring it. I woke up from a deep sleep and I don't have much time left to live. Let me ask you now, are you willing to worship me as your teacher and inherit my mantle?"

When the middle-aged man said this, countless people stared wide-eyed in shock.

The majestic and immemorial Emperor Yan actually wants to accept Yang Xuan as his apprentice, this is simply a great thing.

All of a sudden, the way people looked at Yang Xuan changed, with envy, disbelief, and deep jealousy and fear in their eyes.

For example, Han Daosheng's fear of Yang Xuan in his heart was even stronger than the projection of the real body of Emperor Xuanling Buddha before.

"Damn it, you can't die like this!"

Fang Baiyu screamed crazily in his heart, Yang Xuan's fate and good luck made him feel extremely unreal.

He never expected that at this most critical juncture, a legendary emperor from the ancient times would suddenly descend from the sky and keep saying that he would take Yang Xuan as his disciple.

The emperor accepts disciples, this is an opportunity that is hard to find even with a lantern, and Yang Xuan has no reason to refuse.

"Crazy, you should agree soon. This senior is the ancient Emperor Yan. If you really want to become Lord Yan Emperor's apprentice, no matter how arrogant the Protoss is, they will never dare to trouble you in the future."

Duan De came back to his senses and couldn't help shouting loudly.

"Junior, you have to know that this emperor has never accepted any disciples in his life. Let me ask you again now, are you willing to be my disciple?"

The middle-aged man quickly spoke again.

"It's an honor for this junior to be favored by Emperor Yan, but can this junior kill two people first before apprenticeship?"

While Yang Xuan was speaking, his eyes locked on Han Wuji and Han Daosheng directly, without hiding the murderous intent in his eyes.

"If I say yes, do you dare to kill?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "These two are the gods. Once you kill the gods, you may be able to protect you in my lifetime, but after my dao is destroyed, you have to be prepared to be hunted down by the gods. "

"May I ask Emperor Yan how long you can live?"

"I'm dead. I should be a dead person. I'm lingering until now. I just want to find a successor. Calculating the time, I can live for more than a thousand years at most."

"A thousand years is enough. By that time, no matter how strong the Protoss is, it will be difficult to threaten the younger generation."

Hearing Yang Xuan's conversation with the middle-aged man, Han Wuji's face turned pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurriedly said: "I also ask Emperor Yan to be merciful and give my master and servant a way out."

The middle-aged man didn't even look at Han Wuji, he just said to Yang Xuan: "Go ahead, after you kill someone, I will take you to a place as a teacher, and when we get there, it won't be too late for us to formally pay homage to the teacher."

"I am the son of the God Race, even if you are the high and mighty Immemorial Emperor Yan, you cannot decide my life or death at will."

Han Daosheng's face was ferocious, and he suddenly roared, and suddenly sacrificed the god's order, and as the god's order shot up into the sky, a huge void domain door immediately appeared in the sky, exuding a thick and ancient atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)