The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

"Hurry up... hurry up, those who have not gathered in the central square within nine breaths will be killed~!"

"As soon as the drums of war came out, it was when my Xuantian tribe was born, what are you hesitating about~!"

"Quick order, hurry up~!"

Columns of Saint-level armored soldiers shuttled through the void, gathering from all directions toward the central square.

Orderly, like a war machine about to be launched, it alarmed those young children who were still being guided to cultivate, young man.

But before they could react, a long sleeve waved, and the old man who instructed them to practice took them away.

A piece of rust with gorgeous dao patterns, made of pure starry gold, as blue as the boundless starry sky, and the crystal blue armor with flowing lake ripples appeared on the body of the sage-level master.

"I thought that the old man would die in the dreary years like those old brothers, but I didn't expect that I would wait until the war drums resounded through the stars again~!"

"The emperor's prestige will once again become famous in the stars~!"

18 As the last sentence fell, the whiteness on the head of the sage-level old master was fading, and his momentum was constantly rising.

By the time it stopped, he had already reached the cultivation level of the Great Sage's Ninth Layer, even if it was only one line behind the ordinary quasi-emperor.

This skyrocketing momentum was well controlled by the master, but Qin Xuan still sensed it.

"The method of the mysterious turtle's breath? Hehe, I didn't expect such a secret technique to exist in the world~!"

Shaking his head slightly, Qin Xuan jumped to the Xuantian battle platform that was as high as a kilometer in the central square, and was cut from a single piece of black jade. Luo Yinjin armor, the commander of the sage king level, and the nine saint generals who were completely complete with the arrival of the old master, and the cultivation level has all reached the great sage level.

The momentum they condensed made even Qin Xuan feel the pressure.

"Is this the Xuantian tribe under the command of the Great Emperor Wushi, with [-] saint-level soldiers, forty-nine saint king-level commanders, and nine great saint-level saint generals in the world? With the team in hand, where in the world cannot go?"

His heart was surging, Qin Xuan felt the throbbing that was different from the breakthrough between life and death, but an uncontrollable excitement.

Stimulating his heart and soul from time to time makes his spirit tremble.

A figure exuding the prestige of a quasi-emperor appeared in front of Qin Xuan, and it was Tang Zheng!

His eyes swept from below, and Tang Zheng suddenly exuded the mighty might of a quasi-emperor towards the [-] cultivators below.

The nine great saint-level saint generals could barely keep their faces in the face of their power, but those commanders and saint-rank armored soldiers who were still at the saint king level were like falling into an endless cold prison.

"Is this the prestige of a quasi-emperor, as expected... so strong~!"

There was a sage Wang who was moved and looked at Tang Zheng's figure in awe.

"Mysterious commander, Xeon's quasi-emperor, is this the legendary... lord~!"

Saint-level armored warriors have a lot of associations. Although they were born late, they have not seen Tang Zheng, the legendary commander of the Xuantian Department, but this does not hinder their judgment.

Their sense of awe was even heavier than that of the sage king-level captains, almost reaching the point of madness.

However, the next moment they shocked them.

In their eyes, he was imprisoned like a mighty force, and the great leader of Diwei, who could break the sky, leaned down and knelt down on one knee in front of a young man in purple clothes who, in their opinion, "has not grown all his hair".

"The commander of the Xuantian Department, Tang Zheng pays homage to the emperor~!"

The sonorous voice spread between heaven and earth, resounding in the ears of many saint-level armored soldiers.

But it wasn't over yet. Another man with an ancient bronze sword strode out from behind the purple-clothed youth with a dignified quasi-emperor status. He glanced at the Xuantian group below, knelt down on one knee, and the sound of a sword sounded. .

"The guardian of the emperor, Gu Tianshu pays respect to the emperor~!"

Another quasi emperor knelt down, which simply refreshed the cognition of the Xuantian tribe below.

"Oh my God, am I crazy or is the commander-in-chief and the quasi-emperor called Gu Tianshu crazy...!"

Countless unexplained sage king-level captains and armored soldiers wailed in their hearts. If it wasn't for the iron-blooded military regulations, they might have been restless at this time.

The four saints Long Fei, Lin Xuan, Chu He, and Murray looked at each other and knelt down resolutely.

"Long Fei, Lin Xuan (Chu He, Murray) meet the emperor!"

Those who have seen Qin Xuan's power, naturally know that with Qin Xuan's strength, coupled with the name of his son without beginning, they are absolutely qualified to be the supreme "Emperor" that Xuantian's followers have been waiting for for thousands of years.

"Like, it's so similar, it's like a young emperor~!"

His hair turned pitch black, and the corners of the mouth of the master, who had leapt to the top of the Great Sage's Ninth Layer, couldn't help shaking, and crystal tears flowed from his turbid eyes.

He seemed to have returned to the scene when he first saw the Great Emperor Wubei. A young man with an air of grace and starry eyes descended from the sky and appeared in front of himself, who was defeated in the duel of Tianjiao of the same realm, and his muscles were tortured by the victor.

"You're Chen Chong, I've heard of you, and from now on... just follow me~!"

"You just follow me!"

Six words, the old master will always keep it in his heart and dare not forget it.

"Old servant Chen Chong, meet the emperor~!"

Unlike kneeling down on one knee, after the old master reported his name, he knelt down in front of Qin Xuan's face.

The emperor is gone, the emperor reappears!

Even though time flies, he is still the "servant" who was rescued by the Great Emperor Wubei and voluntarily followed him, Chen Chong!

Nine saint generals, five bow down.

Such a scene had already shaken the many Xuantian clan members who had originally felt "absurd", and some people had already knelt down with them.