The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

The emperor is no more, the emperor has no leader, and the years are left empty!

"Brother Duan, what did you say?"

"It's nothing, just giving birth to some sighs."

"Come, I'll show you my father, Emperor Daxia."

Xia Lin excitedly took Qin Xuan to the palace hall. At this time, Emperor Da Xia was sitting on the throne. When he saw Xia Lin walking into the hall with a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, he could not help frowning.

As for the Black Emperor and Duan De, where are the figures?

"Father, I will introduce you to a friend."

Xia Lin came to Emperor Xia and seemed to be telling him about Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan just stood in the center of the hall with a smile on his face, looking at the majestic Xia Huang who was wearing a purple gold dragon robe on the throne.

Apart from the peak quasi-emperor who fell in the imperial battle, now Xia Huanggui is the head of the dynasty, but he is only in the realm of quasi-emperor, which makes Qin Xuan feel a little emotional, and the human race is full of waste.

"You go back."

After listening to Xia Lin's words, Emperor Xia looked at Qin Xuan with a strange look, and waved to Xia Lin to step back.

Xia Lin didn't dare to say more, blinked with Qin Xuan and then left the hall obediently.

"I just felt the change of the emperor's soldiers when you stepped into the palace. My son said that you are Tianjiao, but I don't take it seriously. If it is Tianjiao, Taihuangjian will definitely disdain to react."

"Who are you?"

The emperor's coercion overflowed directly from Emperor Xia, pressing straight to the top of Qin Xuan's head like a mountain peak.

If it were a real dragon-turning cultivator, he would be directly crushed into meat pie by this quasi-emperor-level emperor, but Qin Xuan was not.

"Xingyun Ancient Road to seek longevity, the only emperor of the ancient human race."

Between whispers, the wooden hairpin has slipped silently, and a black hair instantly turned into flying purple long hair.

The Tsing Yi took off, and the one standing there at this moment was no longer the mediocre Tsing Yi Taoist priest, but the Great Emperor of the Human Race who looked down on the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

Just like the figure who appeared at the emperor's meeting, the emperor's heroic Qin Xuan stood in front of Emperor Xia with his hands on his back.

But it was an understatement that shook off the emperor's coercion of Emperor Xia. With the palace hall as the center, a breath of the emperor that hit the hearts of the world directly spread to the entire Great Xia Dynasty.

Make all the Great Xia Dynasty, up to the Xia Emperor, down to the sentient beings, all the sentient beings who are oppressed will bow down to the Great Xia Palace with sincerity and sincerity.

"It's Emperor Xuan!!! The new emperor of the human race has come to my Daxia Dynasty!"

"Emperor Xuan is here!"

The Great Xia Imperial City is shaking!

However, Huang Xia, who was in front of the great emperor in the hall, had already stood up from his throne and looked straight at Qin Xuan. When he was trembling, he was already kneeling down towards Qin Xuan.

"Xia Tong, the emperor of the Great Xia Dynasty, has seen Emperor Xuan."

"The emperor doesn't need to be too polite, this emperor is just cruising to Zhongzhou to take a look at the old 0"

Qin Xuan reached out his hand in the air and directly lifted up the Lord of the Dynasty who was kneeling in front of him. The reincarnation emperor soldiers in Sendai made a loud roar, like a long bell.

Correspondingly, the Taihuang Sword of the Jade Emperor, which was hidden deep in the palace, also made a sound of sword cries.

The emperor is not there, the emperor is still there, and the Daxia Dynasty is still protected by the sword of the emperor!

"Great Emperor, do you want to leave?" Xia Huang looked at Qin Xuan and asked.

"Now that the friends have met and the invitation has gone, naturally it is time to leave."

Qin Xuan smiled slightly, and he would promise Xia Lin to come to the Daxia Palace just to see if the Emperor Sword was ill.

After all, after the imperial war, even Wu Shi Zhong was traumatized. Now that the Emperor Sword is fine, Qin Xuan is relieved.

"Up and down the Great Xia Dynasty, I respectfully send off Lord Xuandi!"

Xia Huang's voice was like a Hong bell, and it came directly from the Great Xia Palace.

All the people of the Xia Dynasty also sincerely followed Emperor Xia and respectfully sent Lord Xuandi away.

Feeling the power of belief in the entire immortal dynasty, Qin Xuan took it in his hands.

The stars gathered in the palm of his hand, Qin Xuan threw them directly on the top of the cloud, and the real dragon transformed by the dragon veins and the luck of the dynasty immediately rose into the sky.

In the eyes of the people up and down the dynasty, the golden light of the dragon body swallowed the power of belief and let out a silent roar of excitement.

"This emperor has left behind hundreds of millions of beliefs. After 5.7 months of endless years, the dynasty may not be able to produce an emperor."

The words spread throughout the stars, making the hearts of countless people up and down the dynasty excited.

When Emperor Xia looked at where Qin Xuan was standing, where was the figure of the emperor?

"Father, father! What about Xuandi... er... Brother Duan?"

The emperor's breath disappeared, and the first person to break in outside the hall was the seventh prince Xia Lin. Seeing that Xia Lin was still excited and blank, Xia Huang sighed with relief and said:

"My son, you really brought me a chance for prosperity in the summer."

Xia Lin was still stroking his hair in a fog, not knowing what Emperor Xia said, but wondering where his brother Duan went.

"That brother of yours is Emperor Xuan!!!".