The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

If it weren't for Yaochi's Baiyu Zhundi who didn't want to kill, as long as he urged the West Emperor Pagoda, the second-rate sect of Yanmen could disappear from the East Wasteland with a single blow.

After this battle, Yaochi let the world see the majesty of the Holy Land.

The name of Yaochi Daojun was even spread, and he jumped to become the first-level arrogance of the first-level Tianjiao such as Jiji God King of Tongji Family, Ximo Wuxin Holy Buddha, Dayan God Demon King, Wanchu Holy Body, etc.

The situation in the East Wilderness has changed, and the young generation of Tianjiao has been born continuously.

The holy bird Qingluan is famous, and the Four Elephants Holy Land Nangongfeng!

The son is like a jade, and the Confucian sage Nangong style!

The starry sky is the disk, and the evolution of the Zhoutian!Xingyue Shengjunxing 5.0 a.

Donghuang's mystical physiques have entered the Holy Land one by one, and Zhongzhou, as the center of the Big Dipper, will go there again.

The human king body, the human demon body, the sage body, the killing god body... are also born, and they complement each other with the major god bodies of Donghuang, and don't let Donghuang specialize in beauty.

Therefore, in such an environment, the contemporary mansion master of Zhongzhou Qishi Mansion, using the divine technique, could see a corner of the future.

Under the backlash of the avenue, the palace master of Qi Shifu, who had cultivated to the realm of quasi-emperor, saw some kind of unspeakable horror.

Only had time to leave a word "open", it sat in the void.

The ancient road of the human race starry sky is open! .

Chapter [-] will eventually separate

At the same time when the ancient road above the Big Dipper is about to open, on a high mountain near the sea, a multi-colored array buried by the years begins to glow faintly in the land of the ancient star of the Divine State.

That high mountain, in later generations, was called the place of worship of Fengchan - Mount Tai!

But at this time, it has not yet bloomed its brilliance.

Just like the [-] Great Venerables lying on the ground with no image in Wucheng at this time, the Seventh Great Venerable and the Tenth Great Venerable are a little better, but the energy and blood consumption is too much, and the other ten Great Venerables are not much better. , all with bruised noses and swollen faces.

They lost the battle with Qin Xuan.

But at this time, Qin Xuan was no better than that, his hair was disheveled, and the hands he was holding were shaking non-stop.

Facing the Twelve Great Venerables who opened the burst mode under the intervention of Dacheng Demon Venerable, it was not easy for Qin Xuan to win.

After simply saying a few words to them, Qin Xuan was decisive.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, his body would not be able to bear it!

18 Three days later, when Qin Xuan and the Twelve Great Venerables met again in the Great Witch Hall, everyone was refreshed and in high spirits, and there was still the tragic situation three days ago.

Looking at the twelve great deities with strong vigor and blood, standing like twelve desolate holy bodies, Qin Xuan wanted to take them directly under his command, but he knew that he was still immature in his current situation.

If you want to obey others, then you have to become stronger.

"Everyone, after ten years of stay, it's time to part, Qin Xuan has to leave~!"

Qin Xuan said his next plan straight to the point, which surprised the Twelve Great Venerables, but it was also expected.

The battle three days ago was the battle of leaving their apprenticeships after ten years of cultivation under Qin Xuan, and it was also a battle of parting.

Qin Xuan waved his hand, and a large piece of colorful jade slips appeared in the Great Witch Hall.

"These are the exercises I collected outside the realm, and I will leave them to you!"

"The prehistoric human race can't go on like this. The prehistoric human race will rise. Pass on the cultivation method I gave you to the millions of people in Wucheng!"

"I look forward to the moment when the prehistoric human race kills the starry sky, and I look forward to the demeanor of the Twelve Holy Venerables of the Ancient Desolation~!"

Qin Xuan's eyes swept over the twelve great masters one by one, looking at the twelve great masters who seemed to be better than brothers and sisters, Qin Xuan was also reluctant to give up.

"Take care of Dian Qijie and Xiaoshi in the future battles, brothers and sisters, let's say goodbye to Xuan!"

Qin Xuan's figure appeared high in the sky, looking at the twelve figures standing below, with a sigh, Qin Xuan chose to leave.

Following him was a fat Taoist priest named Duan De.

In the Great Witch Hall, Qin Xuan's reverberation was still there.

Thinking of Qin Xuan's teachings to them for more than ten years and his usual easy-going relationship, the Twelve Great Venerables only felt empty in their hearts.

When the morning sun was just rising, Qin Xuanhui appeared in front of them with a stern face and meticulously instructed them in their cultivation.

When the wind was light, Qin Xuan would use the chalcedony he collected to expel the evil spirits in their bodies, and pointed out their current shortcomings in their current cultivation in the spiritual spring liquid. Among them, Xiao Shi Wu Yu was said to be the worst.

When the moonlit night was quiet, Qin Xuanhui would sit cross-legged on the Great Witch Hall with them, chatting with them without image, talking about things outside the realm, and talking about the emperors and emperors of the ancient and desolate ancient times.

Many, many moments have shared memories between them and Qin Xuan.

Before they knew it, they had regarded Qin Xuan as their brother!

The first great respect looked in the direction of Qin Xuan's departure. He was reluctant to leave Qin Xuan, but he was also hesitant in his heart, hesitating whether he should say that promise to Qin Xuan.

The seventh-ranked Wu Yin looked at the silent brothers and sisters, sighed softly, waved his hand, and a picture appeared in front of everyone.

In the dark moonlight night, a figure came out of Wucheng.

Sitting on the top of a mountain, Yingying purple light shines, making people see the face of that person, it is Qin Xuan.

Two drops of purple blood were extracted from his heart and put into a porcelain vase containing chalcedony, while he himself stood up with a pale face, and silently returned to Wucheng again.

On the second day, the chalcedony mixed with purple blood 020 was poured into the Lingquan, euphemistically called Gosha.

Such a scene occurs once a month, even for ten years.