The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

An old voice came from all directions, even with Solo's current cultivation, he couldn't feel the source of the voice.

"Okay, even if I broke into your house randomly, you don't have to make it so unpredictable! Who are you? Where are you?" Solo's mental power was completely released, feeling the fluctuation of the other party's mental power, But he failed.

"Young man, you say I'm pretending to be a god? Why do I need to pretend that I am a god? And the theory of playing ghosts... It's something that a little ghost can't wait for a god to play with. It's not surprising.

As for where am I?wipe!I was talking to you right in front of you and you didn't see it?I thought you were from the Protoss!Unexpectedly, no wonder she was dressed so wretchedly and weirdly!It turned out to be just a pariah..."

The old voice still came from all directions, but the tone was full of disdain.

After listening to the old man's words, Solo didn't respond immediately, but looked forward. Only then did he see in the darkness that there was an ancient emperor's golden palace in the distance directly in front of him.

But the Golden Palace is not made of gold or painted yellow, but a black lacquered golden palace built with unknown materials like a main hall.

And above the golden palace is a huge dark dragon book treasure case, and on the dragon chair behind the dragon book treasure case, sits a petrified old man.

The old man looked very majestic and looked like an emperor, but he was dressed in a strange way. There was no crown on his head, and his hair was only scattered behind his head.

There is no python robe on his body, and he only wears five-color fairy clothes similar to the legendary fairy clothes.

Perfect!There is no shadow of ghosts.

Although the multicolored clothes worn by the old man have been petrified, there are really no gaps to be found. I don’t know how it was made, but with the strength of Solo’s mental power, it can still be detected that the life force in the petrified old man’s body is stronger than that of the warriors on both sides. a lot.

Solo gave up his observation of the weird warrior, and strode to the golden palace where the old man was. With Solo's temperament, he didn't intend to kneel down to the old man. How old is it?I don't like this.

Solo looked at the old man, and the golden light in his eyes flickered non-stop.

"Fuck! Young man, why don't you even have etiquette? Even if you don't kneel when you see me, you can't keep staring at me with such adoring eyes, can you? Excuse me, and put your eyes away..."

As the old voice came from all directions, there were only bang bangs, and then the darkness in the hall disappeared, and the light reappeared.

Solo turned his head and looked around. On the wall of the main hall, Wulou's night pearls lit up, emitting thousands of brilliance.

"Hey... these are good things, so many! So big! It's worth the old nose's money!" Solo's eyes glowed green.

"A mortal is indeed a mortal, and a pariah is a pariah after all. Compared with the endless life of a god, money is a thing outside of the body, not much different from dung..." The old voice was full of disdain.

"Hey...well, you are a god, you don't love money, but I'm different, you think it's dung, I can treat them as treasures, when you leave later, just give me all your dung... "

Solo is drooling, this is much more valuable than the golden mountain he stole from the treasure screen back then...

"Well, if you want, just take it when you leave, but now, I think we should have a good chat..." The old voice said.

"Okay, let's talk, just treat it as the fee I charge for accompanying the chat, and we will not owe each other..." Solo finally regained his soul, and said to the petrified old man on the throne.

"It's been a long time since I talked to anyone, young man, don't you think it's strange to be here? You can ask me anything, anyway, I'm going to be a god who is going to the end of my life..." The old man's voice was a little bit desolate.

"Ask? Okay, then I'll ask. Just now you said you were a god? Didn't you say that gods can't die? Then why did you become like this?" Solo asked very rudely.

"Uh...don't say that word to me, it's rude, but you're a pariah, I can understand your savagery and ignorance, so I'll answer your question.

Have you ever met anyone who actually lived forever?If this is the case, there will be more gods than mortals in the world. In the age of ancient gods and demons, the number of gods and demons has reached an unimaginable level.

The result was a war between gods and demons, which almost destroyed the mortal world in the end. Mortals are the foundation of gods and demons, that is to say, gods and demons are all cultivated by humans, so it is impossible to live forever, but the life span is relatively long That's all.

However, gods and demons are not all cultivated by humans. There are also some ancient secret groups, such as ancient gods, ancient demons, ancient giants, ancient corpses, monsters, ghosts...

These ethnic groups are all ethnic groups formed between heaven and earth. They are born with the ability to practice, and then through acquired practice, they gradually strengthen themselves.

However, almost all of these ethnic groups perished in the ancient war of gods and demons. As far as I know, there are only a few families of the ancient gods and ancient demons...cough cough...

And I am the guardian of the ancient gods, that is, the supreme ruler..." the old man said.

"Uh... then can I ask, what is this island?" Solo asked.

"This island is called Shenmo Island. It is a fragment of the God Realm that was knocked down during the Great War of Gods and Demons. It is almost impossible for mortals to reach here. This small island exists in the Chinese world, and it is a part of life that is free from mortals. location.

In fact, besides the villages of the gods, there are zombies, ghosts, and other ancient races left over from the ancient gods and demons on the island of gods and demons..." the old man said.

"That is to say, there are still people living on this island?" Solo asked.

"Yes, there are a large number of descendants of the god race living in the god village in the middle of the island..." the old man said.

"Then this great hall and the Huangni Mountain? And those giant monsters..."

"The giants themselves are the servants of the gods. The ancient gods are the masters of the giants, and they are the gods in their hearts. Although the gods have been inferior to each generation, the giants are a race that has been cursed by the power of the ancient gods. They will be the gods forever. servant.

They have lived here for generations, helped the gods guard the hall, strengthened the Huangni Mountain with the hands of fierce beasts, and suppressed a powerful beast below.

And the ancient god clan warriors you see and me are all the guardians of the god clan powerhouses here, so as not to be run out by the fierce creatures below, and the generations are really petrified to the end of their lives..."

The old man's words made Solo's brain a little short-circuited, and he nodded blankly. All this is too beyond human conception, what is it all about!Tell me fairy tales?