The Dragon Emperor of Time Travel

Chapter 634

Zishan, the tomb of Emperor Wushi.

Emperor Wushi was the last human emperor in the ancient times.

Who is the peak at the end of the immortal road, the beginningless Dao becomes empty at first sight!

He is the only one who has achieved unrepeatable brilliance! He is the most powerful emperor in the history of the human race. He has suppressed for nine days and ten places. Without him, he cannot deal with people. He is invincible and undefeated throughout his life. The shocking life forbidden area is silent.

As powerful as the underworld, and inherited for as long as the ages, in the face of Wushi Great Emperor, he can only keep a low profile, self-appointed in the fairy treasure, and dare not resist.

Now, Emperor Wushi's extreme emperor soldiers revived and resounded throughout the nine heavens and ten earths. Is he announcing his return to the world?

"I'll take a step first, you all take your time and pay attention to safety!"

Seeing countless strong men in Shencheng soaring into the sky and rushing towards Zishan, Chu Feng turned his head and confessed, then tore open the space and stepped into the space passage.

"Ye Fan, you lucky guy, you actually met a big brother with a cultivation base against the sky, first an old lunatic brother, and now a big brother Chu, I really envy you!"

Li Heishui said with a face full of jealousy, with a strong sour taste in his voice.

"Hey, brother Heishui, who made our character good? You see, you recognized a big brother, and easily got a bed warming maid, and he is also the most outstanding successor of Miaoyu Temple."

Hearing this, Ye Fan smiled triumphantly, hugged An Miaoyi in his arms and laughed.

"Young Master Ye Fan, can you let the slave family go?"

An Miao leaned in Ye Fan's arms, her jade face was blushing, and her voice was soft and tender, which made people feel pity and love.

"Don't worry, Fairy An, I'll release you in a while, but there's nothing else I can do about it."

Ye Fan looked at An Miaoyi's alluring face, lost his mind for a while, and then quickly reacted and let go of An Miaoyi. The latter glanced at Ye Fan gratefully and bowed profusely.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye. The servants will leave first. I hope Mr. Ye will tell that lord that Miaoyi will definitely abide by the previous bet. Please don't make things difficult for Miaoyu Temple. Thank you Mr. Ye."

After finishing speaking, An Miaoyi left without looking back, and didn't even want to watch the excitement of Zishan.

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In Zishan, a crack in space appeared, and a young man in black robe walked out slowly. It was Chu Feng who came from tearing the void.

"This is Purple Mountain?" Chu Feng muttered to himself.

Zishan, as the place where Emperor Wushi sat down or became an immortal in his later years, was revered by the world and dared not offend him in the slightest.

But the most indispensable thing in the world is those who dig graves and rob graves and explore and find adventures. For tens of thousands of years, the tomb robbers who want to attack Zishan have never stopped. It's just that there are many people who go in, but those who can come out alive. Almost never heard of it.

Around the Purple Mountain is a mysterious ancient mine, and around the Purple Mountain, there are nine mountains like real dragons, exuding the breath of ancient vicissitudes, forming a circle, guarding the majestic purple mountain.

As the orthodox place of Emperor Wushi, there are various emperor killing formations inside and outside Zishan Mountain. There are many powerful ancient creatures imprisoned in the mountains, which are dangerous and unpredictable.

However, Chu Feng possesses the divine pupil of talent, and the bloodline level of Zulong is definitely higher than the level of this world. These great emperor killing arrays may have huge lethality to most people, but they may be useless to Chu Feng up.

The divine pupil of talent opened directly, went through layers of killing formations, found a way out, and slowly entered the interior of Zishan along a path paved with bluestones.

Zishan is very quiet, full of Qionglou and Yuyu, but the buildings have long been empty, like the cold Guanghan Palace, the loneliness is palpitating.

Walking through the palace complex, Cheng Chufeng suddenly saw a line of writing on the purple stone wall.

"God King Jiang Taixu strayed into the Magic Mountain and decided to take a look!"

"God King Jiang Taixu?"

Chu Feng's heart trembled. The God King Jiang Taixu was a supreme figure over 4000 years ago. He was an ancestor of the Jiang family in the Eastern Wasteland. Unexpectedly, he had also been to this Purple Mountain.

Along the way, Chu Feng saw many handwritings left by those who entered Zishan on the stone walls, some were left by powerful casual cultivators, and some were left by saintesses from the Holy Land. Along the way, a total of 37 people left handwritings, but none of them left. One person walked out of Purple Mountain.

Not long after, Cheng Hao found seven white bones on the way forward, all of which shone with the luster of jade, and at first glance they were left by a peerless powerhouse.

Without exception, their cause of death was the same, with clear finger holes on the skull, one blow to kill, and their consciousness shattered.

Soon, Chu Feng discovered a faint wave of life. After comprehending the ancestral talisman of life and death, Chu Feng, who had comprehended some laws of life and death, easily discovered that in a corner not far away, there was a breath of life that had not dissipated. .

Sure enough, Divine Sense swept across the surroundings, and easily found a human monk who was almost exhausted.

On the rough rock wall not far away, there is a withered figure, the ribs are rooted, the legs are as thin as firewood, and the bones are gorgeous. , was completely dead at this time.

"Is the god king Jiang Taixu?"

Chu Feng immediately thought of this person's identity. After all, this person's physical body is not like a mortal body. Even if the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, there is still a trace of the source of life in his body to continue his life, except for the Jiang family. Except for that god king, no one should be able to do this.

"Being able to survive for 4000 years in this purple mountain relying on a trace of origin is worthy of the title of God King. It's a pity that the oil is about to run out and the lamp will dry up. Anyway, I will help you first, can you survive?" , it depends on your luck."

Chu Feng admired Jiang Taixu's tenacious vitality very much, and couldn't bear to see such a legendary figure die like this, so he decided to save his life.

With a wave of his hand, a space channel the size of a washbasin appeared beside Chu Feng. He stretched his hand in, and when he pulled it out again, he pinched a leaf on his finger, exuding a soft emerald green glow, and endless vitality permeated the surroundings. Green dots of light crawled into Jiang Taixu's withered body like a mummy, and the vitality that was already almost exhausted gradually grew stronger.

Putting the leaf of the World Tree in his hand on Jiang Taixu, Chu Feng turned around, intending to leave, but at the moment he lifted his foot, a wave of weak spiritual thoughts spread, and Chu Feng faintly heard two words.

"Thank you~"

These two words were very low, and the spiritual sense was weak. After saying these two words, the spiritual sense became silent again.

Chu Feng looked at Jiang Taixu's crippled body, shook his head and smiled, turned and left.

Along the way, Chu Feng discovered many creatures sealed in the source, including human races and alien races. They were all people who were frightened by Emperor Wu Shi and dared not coexist with him. They sealed themselves in the source, Waiting for endless years, looking for an era where the human race had no emperors to recover.

Chu Feng stopped and walked, just like traveling in mountains and rivers. He didn't touch the creatures that were sealed in the source, but just killed some ghosts who were not open.

Soon, Chu Feng came to the center of Purple Mountain.

Looking at it at a glance, the front is very empty. In the square-like hall, a stone book stands on the ground. It is more than ten meters long and one or two meters thick.

Walking closer, he waved his hand to wipe off the dust on the stone book, and sure enough, he saw three large characters on the stone book: Sutra of No Beginning!

"Oh, it really is the Sutra of Beginningless, let me see how incredible this scripture is!"

After finding the Book of Beginnings, Chu Feng showed an excited smile, stretched out his hand, and planned to move the stone book, but unfortunately, with his strength that can easily lift the earth, he couldn't move the stone book even a single bit, it belongs to the emperor Really extraordinary.

"It seems that this Sutra of Infinity doesn't recognize me." Chu Feng smiled wryly, and after a long time of trouble, he was really happy for nothing, but it's right to think about it. "It is also reserved for the cultivation of the Xiantian Saint Body Dao Embryo. Although he is the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Body, he is obviously different from the Xiantian Saint Physique Dao Embryo.

Chu Feng turned around, intending to leave, shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, since there is no fate, then don't force it."

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(End of this chapter)