The most powerful emperor system

Chapter 1179 Father and Son, Secret
In front of the statue is an altar, on which there are long-burning lamps and various medicine kings, fruits and vegetables. In the front is a pill furnace, with a strong Daoguang gushing out, which is actually a Dao weapon!
That is the existence above the sacred weapon, the supreme divine weapon that only the god king can refine, but it is only used as an incense burner at this moment, the background of the holy dynasty is simply unimaginable!
Luo Yang looked at the Great Xia Patriarch on the shrine, and couldn't help feeling admiration in his heart, because that was his Patriarch, a great emperor who fought for nine heavens in the age of mythology!

Luoyang took three sticks of incense sticks, lit them in the censer, kowtowed respectfully three times, got up and searched for the passage to the deepest part of the tomb.

But after searching around, he found nothing, even his omnipotent and magnificent spiritual sense was of no use at all, and he couldn't find the road at all, let alone his father.

Time passed little by little, and when Luoyang was a little impatient, he heard a crisp sword cry, like a dragon singing like a bird roaring, a bright light flashed across, and a four-foot long sword appeared out of thin air!
"Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword!" Luo Yang suddenly exclaimed: "This sword is actually kept here! That's right, the Emperor Sword has a spirit, so naturally it wants to snuggle up by its master's side."

The sword was about to return to the scabbard in front of the statue, but it suddenly turned around Luoyang a few times instead.

Finally, with a light swipe of the sword light, a drop of golden blood fell from the palm of Luoyang's hand like a golden bead, with a clanging sound.

Then it merged into the sword, and the Daxia Longque Sword buzzed, conveying joyful emotions, and then a bright yellow sword light enveloped Luoyang, and it just broke through the air and disappeared in place.

All of a sudden, the Mo family brothers were dumbfounded, especially Mobai, who jumped up and down there, pointing at the sky and scolding the world, and almost went up to tear down the statue of Daxia Patriarch.

Fortunately, he still had a little sense and didn't rush forward, otherwise, every random plant and tree here would probably kill the two brothers thousands of times.

"Don't worry, this is the ancestral land of the young master, and the sword was also forged by the young master's ancestors, so it is impossible to hurt him."

Maha was very calm, and the old god said: "I am afraid that Daxia Longquejian recognized the blood of the young master and took him to recognize his ancestors."

The facts are very similar to what he said, the Great Xia Longque Sword brought Luoyang to appear in a vast underground world, where there are dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, divine apes drinking streams, divine turtles and cranes, and upon closer inspection, they are all transformed into plants. Shaped treasure medicine!
"Oh my God, it's even worse than the king of medicine! Is this supposed to be a magic medicine, or a holy medicine?" Luo Yang said in shock, and when he raised his eyes again, he saw a huge purple gold coffin in the middle!

"My God, the corpse of the ancestor!" Luo Yang rushed out from the sword light, knelt down in front of the coffin, and respectfully kowtowed nine times.

And the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword flew back and forth above the coffin, looking very quiet, and also a little deeply sentimental.

"Old Jian, I haven't seen anyone you brought here for a million years. Which one of my Xia family's favorites is it this time?"

A voice full of energy sounded, but when it fell in Luoyang's ears, it instantly stirred up turbulent waves, and a feeling of blood connection appeared, so strong, it was the same as when I first met Luo Changye.

Luo Yang stood up, turned his head with red eyes, and saw a tall and straight middle-aged man standing in front of him. This is an extremely handsome man with an outstanding temperament, unlike a man in the world of mortals.

That appearance is [-]% similar to that of Daxia Patriarch, but similar to Luoyang, [-]% similar in spirit!
In just an instant, Luoyang was sure that this was his father, the Prince Wuyou of the Great Xia Dynasty, the person whom his mother and the Peacock Lord would never forget, Da Xia, Xia Wuyou!
Luo Yang's throat was choked up and he couldn't speak, and Xia Wuyou was also stunned, trembling and didn't know what to do, he also sensed that this was his child, the throbbing in his blood couldn't be faked of.

"Is your mother okay?" Xia Wuyou didn't know how to talk to her child, she was at a loss and was very flustered, she held back for a long time before she could say this.

Luo Yang stared blankly at Xia Wuyou and at his father, the two lines were filled with tears, but he smiled: "No wonder you can give birth to a son like me, father, your blood is really extraordinary!"

"Uh?"

Xia Wuyou was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing. The father's love that was late for a million years finally emerged, breaking all barriers. Between father and son, there is no misunderstanding that cannot be resolved, and there is no isolation that cannot be eliminated.

The next thing is simple, the father and son found a place to sit down in the imperial mausoleum, and told me all these years one by one.

Especially Luoyang's hardships and sufferings in these years, as well as the sufferings and sufferings of Luo Changye and the Great Master Peacock, Xia Wuyou let out a long sigh, feeling extremely miserable.

"My child, I have really suffered for you these years."

Xia Wuyou gently stroked Luoyang's hair, and a single sentence made Luoyang's eyes fill with tears. This is the power of a close relative, enough to make the strongest man cry bitterly and wail on the spot.

"I really didn't expect so many things to happen. My father, husband, and Taoist companion are incompetent."

Xia Wuyou sighed quietly, blaming himself and feeling guilty, but Luoyang suddenly laughed: "Father, you don't have to blame yourself, haven't I grown up strong now? I'm so handsome, to be honest, many girls like me! "

"Also, isn't my mother living a very good life? Who dares to refuse to accept that she is domineering casually? And Aunt Peacock, although she has gone through hardships, she will finally come to fruition!"

"By the way, dad, what happened back then, why are you here? Why didn't you go to find us?" Luo Yang let out a breath, and finally asked.

Xia Wuyou smiled wryly and said, "At the beginning, I was plotted against, Dad. Millions of years ago when the Great Xia broke out, I was recalled by your uncle. I held the Dragon Sparrow Sword and killed 74 demon gods in succession."

"And I fought against a demon god and cut off one of his arms. But I was exhausted. I didn't expect that at this critical moment, your aunt would make a surprise attack and shatter my origin. I almost lost my soul on the spot!"

"It was Longque Sword, that is, the sword veteran who rescued me. At that time, I was integrated into Longquejian and brought me back to the emperor's mausoleum. It took a full 50 years to heal my injuries under the company of my ancestors, and even more further!"

"I have been cultivating in the imperial mausoleum these years. Because I was fused with the Dragon Bird Sword and the imperial mausoleum, I can't get out of the barrier under a certain level of cultivation. Even now, I'm still short of fire."

"It really is her! This woman with a heart like a snake and a scorpion, I will definitely not let her go!" Luo Yang gritted his teeth, intertwined with killing intent.

"Forget it." Xia Wuyou sighed: "She is also for your uncle, afraid that I will threaten his throne. Millions of years have passed, and my hatred has been put down."

"But my hatred is growing deeper and deeper!" Luoyang did not give in: "What consequences did her shamelessness have caused? It almost wiped out my mother and me, and almost wiped out Aunt Peacock!"

"My Great Han Dynasty has been invaded by blood clans for years, and I don't know that all my compatriots and sisters died! It's all her fault, you can let it go, but I can't! Therefore, she must die!"

"Only death can comfort the spirit of those innocent people in heaven, and only blood can wash away the sins she committed! I will kill her myself!"

Xia Wuyou glanced at Luoyang in a daze. He had only seen this kind of decisiveness and awe-inspiring majesty in his father, the old holy emperor!

"Okay, no matter what decision you make, I will support you." Xia Wuyou finally smiled: "Who made you my own son, and I trust your judgment."

Xia Wuyou brought Luo Yang to the purple gold coffin: "Son, the person lying here is your ancestor and my ancestor. Although your surname is Luo now, you are a descendant of the Xia family. This cannot be denied."

"The blood of our Xia family is supreme, but it also represents a heavy responsibility. The ancestors led the hot-blooded men of Daxia to fight for nine days and suppress them for nine days and ten places. What a heroic spirit."

"Now that the troubled times are approaching, all kinds of monsters and ghosts have begun to show their heads. As the descendants of our ancestors, we, father and son, naturally have to shoulder the burden, carry the banner, brave the wind and waves, and protect our human race's well-being!"

"The troubled times are approaching, father, what do you say?" Luo Yang was puzzled and asked immediately.

Xia Wuyou smiled and said, "I knew you would ask. Back then, the Mythical Heavenly Emperor completely ended the Age of Gods, opened the Age of Mythology, built the Heavenly Court of Mythology, and expelled all the races in the world."

"Afterwards, all races in the world want to return to the vast land of Shenzhou every moment to enslave the human race and the demon race, so the war has never stopped."

"On the vast land of Shenzhou, there are nine celestial veins, and these nine celestial veins together form the heaven and earth avenue! After the end of the mythical era, the heavenly court disappeared, and two of the celestial veins were broken."

"Since then, the spiritual power of the vast land of Shenzhou has faded, and the avenue of heaven and earth has become fragile. Great emperors can no longer stand side by side. There can only be one in each era."

"In the early days of the ancient times, Emperor Senluo's construction of eighteen levels of hell failed in the end. For some unknown reason, one of the heavenly veins was cut off again, the spiritual power became thinner, and the avenue became more fragile."

"At the end of the ancient times, the Emperor Burying Immortals swept across the heavens and worlds, and once again cut off a line of heaven. Since then, no great emperor has been born between heaven and earth. Even god kings, saints, and gods cannot appear."

"This is the truth that this piece of heaven and earth can't be made of gods! According to my deduction, a broken sky vein will be reconnected within three years at the most. At that time, ghosts, ghosts and snake gods will jump out, and all races outside the region will return!"

"And the current vast land of Shenzhou may not be able to stop this catastrophe, so our burden is very heavy."

Luo Yang's brows were almost wrinkled into a pimple: "Father, you just mentioned the Emperor Burying Immortals, what kind of existence is that?"

Xia Wuyou thought about it for a while, and then said: "That is the most powerful woman in the ages, she is amazingly talented, she claims to bury ten thousand immortals with one thought, and her cultivation is as close as the No.1 Mythical Emperor of the Age of Mythology!"

"Then her imperial soldier is a blood-red coffin!" Luo Yang suppressed the excitement in his heart and continued to ask.

"That's right! The coffin wasn't blood-red at first, but later she once slaughtered an emperor, and the inner and outer coffins were stained red with the emperor's blood. Since then, it has become a blood-colored burial coffin!"

Luo Yang's eyes widened. It seemed that his coffin was the emperor's soldiers. He couldn't figure out why he was able to get this kind of soldiers when he was so weak.

(End of this chapter)