Mysterious Taixu God Emperor

This is a vast ancient star. Since ancient times, the geniuses of the sky have been nurtured like the sand of the Ganges. There are even several great emperors from here.

On the barrier layer outside the ancient star, two figures appeared here.

It was Lin Wudao and Ye Fan.

Lin Wudao closed his eyes and sensed that due to the darkness and turmoil in the major restricted areas of life back then, many Supreme Beings had been sublimated to the extreme, and they had all been destroyed by him.

Now only the ancient forbidden land remains.

That is the dojo of the Empress.

Sensing that ethereal aura, Lin Wudao's expression moved slightly. After a while, the peerless and elegant woman seemed to go a step further, becoming more and more unfathomable.

"By the way, Master, before I left, the Empress asked me to tell me something."

Seeing that Lin Wudao's eyes fell on the ancient forbidden ground, Ye Fan suddenly patted his head and said apologetically.

"Oh?" Lin Wudao was surprised.

"She said that the last time she saw the body of the future, she had a mysterious insight, so she retreated and practiced in the depths of the forbidden area, and had no time to care about other things."

Ye Fan conveyed the road.

Lin Wudao nodded, slightly puzzled, what was the meaning of the Empress asking the Holy Body to convey this sentence to him?

"She also said that on the day of the Immortal King's great rejoicing, she should have attended, but she had no intention of those secular ceremonies. Only the road to immortality was the foundation. I hope the Immortal King will forgive me."

Ye Fan touched his nose and glanced at the master strangely.

My own master, although indifferent to fame and fortune, has an indifferent nature, but his beauty is not shallow.

Lin Wudao was silent, speechless for a long time, and finally turned into a wry smile.

Is the road to immortality the root?

Back then, that woman saw the road to becoming an immortal, but she turned her head away resolutely, saying that she would not become an immortal, just to wait for your return in the red dust.

It was his own fault.

In the depths of the ancient forbidden land, a beautiful figure sat cross-legged, wearing a grimace mask that seemed to laugh but not cry, but to cry but not cry.

After a long time, a faint sigh sounded.

Ancient Emperor Mountain.

In the vast sky, a great mountain stands, with palaces in groups, water pavilions and pavilions, and holy medicine flower buds everywhere, rooted on the cliff.

A waterfall turned into the sky, like a white horse flying in the sky, scouring the Great Emperor from the Great Mountain, forming a clear lake.

On the mist-shrouded lake, there are traces of purple mist floating, hazy, accompanied by cranes circling and chirping, as if entering a fairyland on earth.

On the mountain, there is a magnificent palace.

The palace is splendid, towering above the sky, blooming with endless brilliance, colorful and splendid, as if it was set off by the strength of the white clouds, like a god standing above the nine heavens.

There are few living beings in this world, most of them are the old subordinates of Tianhou, sealed in various palaces and mountains, and there is a strong aura dormant.

Since the immortal queen was born strong, she quickly gathered the old tribes and walked the world under the banner of the immortal emperor.

A stream of light galloped, standing in front of the palace, and respectfully pushed open the arch of the palace.

It was dark inside, with no sunlight. There were nine steps at the end of the empty palace. Above it was a hazy Taoist platform. Above it, a fairy source was erected.

A graceful and beautiful figure is looming, embedded in it, crystal clear, with loose hair and peerless elegance.

"My subordinates have an audience with the Queen of Heaven."

This figure is half-kneeling, full of energy, and it is a great sage. However, facing the looming figure in Xianyuan, he is a little terrified.

"Flat body."

On the Taoist platform, there was an ethereal and clear voice from the Immortal Queen, with endless majesty, like a female emperor who came from above the blue sky.

"Thank god."

The subordinates got up and explained their purpose respectfully: "A few days ago, Eucharist Ye Fan took the Celestial Court to attend the Taixu Immortal King's wedding, and his subordinates were worried that he would invite the Immortal King to come out of the mountain to shock my Beidou Ten Thousand Clan."

"Just a trivial matter, why bother."

Tianhou said lazily, not caring at all.

"In a few days, I will succeed in breaking out of the Immortal Origin, and the Phoenix Nest will be built just around the corner, and the Emperor has also informed me that if I encounter a strong person who is not born, I can sacrifice him to the immortal sword and destroy everything. The enemy, there is no way, is it comparable to the emperor?"

The clear voice was full of disdain.

"The Queen is in contact with the Emperor?"

Mentioning the name of the undead emperor, this great sage showed a fanatical feeling. The undead emperor is the only god in the world for all ethnic groups, and the eternal faith!

Otherwise, if an immortal queen of the quasi-emperor Jiuzhongtian is still sealed in Xianyuan, how can it make all races surrender?

"If there is a help from the emperor, then Lin Wudao is nothing, because his subordinates worry too much."

The undead emperor was like a reassurance, making the faint worries of the great sage dissipate.

Lin Wudao was very strong in his heart. He once sat alone and waited for the ancient kings of the world to worship, and even calmed down the darkness and turmoil, beheading the supreme beings in the world.

But compared to the undead emperor, who has been heard and heard from birth, he is completely incomparable. In his heart, the undead emperor is a character in mythology and is invincible.