The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

There was a dry cough all around.

"The Beidou affair has come to an end, and this emperor has found the opportunity to return to the flood."

Qin Xuan put away the jug silently, then put his hands behind him, and explained with a slight smile.

As a great emperor, every word and deed has a kind of natural integration with the heaven and earth.

Hearing Qin Xuan's words, Wu Yin, who had never spoken, stared at Qin Xuan with wide eyes and asked:

"This emperor? Have you become an emperor?"

Only then did the other Great Seniors who knew it later reacted, and looked at Qin Xuan up and down in a daze.

However, it felt as if Qin Xuan in front of him didn't exist at all. He blended into this world and couldn't see what his cultivation was.

Apart from the great emperor who can defeat even the Dao Tribulation, what else is possible?

Qin Xuan didn't talk nonsense, he smiled and released his well-covered aura completely. Suddenly, with Qin Xuan as the center, a mighty and ancient emperor's coercion directly enveloped the entire plain.

Immediately, the tens of millions of people in Wucheng City, the beasts outside the city, and the twelve great lords in front of them all directly surrendered to the pressure of the Great Emperor, and bowed down in awe and piety.

The Great Emperor appeared, and the world was full of ants.

After releasing the coercion of the Great Emperor, Qin Xuan covered it up again after a while, so that those creatures would kneel wherever he went.

"You are really a yaonie..."

Wu Yin, who stood up again, looked at Qin Xuan in front of him and sighed sincerely.

When he saw Qin Xuan for the first time, he fought several fierce beast kings alone outside Wucheng without falling behind, and defeated their twelve great masters in the realm of saints, pointing out the errors of their Eucharistic bloodline and cultivation methods.

With their own essence and blood, they helped twelve of them cut their hair and wash their marrow to re-cultivate to the realm of saints. After thousands of years, the original saint Qin Xuan was the emperor Qin Xuan on the day of his return.

Wu Yin believes that he is talented, and he is not too much among his twelve brothers and sisters. Otherwise, after accepting Qin Xuan's professor, he will not be faster than other brothers and sisters to cultivate to the peak of Zhundi, almost Shock the Eucharist.

But now standing in front of Qin Xuan, Wu Yin only felt ashamed for a while.

"Let's talk about it later, I think the current condition of that little golden crow is quite miserable."

Qin Xuan pointed to the bald golden crow in the pit on the ground.

After being stripped of the feathers by the Twelve Great Reverends and knocked to the ground, coupled with the coercion of Qin Xuan's great emperor just now, the situation of the Three-legged Golden Crow is so "miserable".

Everyone stepped on the void and fell back to the plain. Qin Xuan directly reached out and grabbed the pit, and Ling Kong grabbed the three-legged Golden Crow inside the pit.

"You bully the less with more, this prince is not convinced!"

As soon as he was caught out of the pit, the three-legged Golden Crow immediately flapped its wings and kept roaring, as if he had just suffered a great humiliation.

Qin Xuan snorted a little displeasedly, and the emperor's coercion directly headed towards the three-legged golden crow, and the three-legged golden crow was so shocked that the rest of the words were choked in the throat, and even the sun was burning with real fire. It will be directly suppressed and extinguished by that momentum.

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"Noisy, be careful that this emperor will send you directly into Samsara."

"You... who are you..."

The three-legged Golden Crow was so keen that he felt that Qin Xuan was more powerful than the Twelve Great Venerables.

"How many sons are you of Donghuang Taiyi?" Qin Xuan asked without answering.

"Lowly human, how dare you call my father by his name!"

Hearing Qin Xuan calling his father's real name directly, the three-legged Golden Crow was furious, but now that he is being held by Qin Xuan Lingkong, he can only express his anger by staring.

"This emperor taught Kunpeng Baoshu to Donghuang Taiyi at the beginning, but it wasn't for escaping."

Qin Xuan said something neither light nor heavy, and suddenly the face of the three-legged Jinwu changed greatly. He was surprised that Qin Xuan had revealed his own secret method, and was even more surprised by Qin Xuan's words.

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Kunpeng treasure art was taught by this man to his father?

"I, I am the ninth son of the emperor."

Knowing the cultivation realm of the man in front of him, and knowing from Qin Xuan's mouth that the Kunpeng treasure technique was taught to his father by him, the three-legged Golden Crow replied obediently.

In the mythology, Hou Yi of the human race shot and killed the golden crow bird, and the last golden crow bird left behind was the smallest one.

"Brother, let go of this three-legged golden crow, I believe it won't dare to attack again."

Qin Xuan turned his head and glanced at Wu Tian and asked, although the Jinwu clan had some cause and effect with him, but after all, they were captured by the Twelve Great Venerables, and naturally he could not be the master.

"Since the Qin Xuan brothers have said so, let's put it back. Now the beast tide has dispersed. If you dare to invade Wucheng again, this deity will definitely not show mercy."

"Humph……"

Three-legged Golden Crow just turned his head and snorted coldly, and didn't say much.

Qin Xuan didn't write any ink, and slammed the three-legged golden crow into the sky with a volley. It was funny to see a three-legged golden crow with no feathers hovering in the air.

Released by Qin Xuan, the three-legged Golden Crow, which had escaped the emperor's coercion, directly vibrated its wings and flew up to the top of the clouds. After looking back at Qin Xuan, it flew to the Wannian Wutong Forest in the east of the ancient star.

As soon as the three-legged golden crow left, the remaining beasts were scattered as birds and beasts. .

Chapter [-]: Twelve quasi-Sacrament, wanting to fight Emperor Xuan

Watching the three-legged Golden Crow devoured and left, the beast tide immediately retreated, and the soldiers and tens of millions of humans in the witch city gave out deafening cheers, celebrating the rest of the life of the entire witch city.

"Qin Xuan, let's go, let's go to the Great Witch Hall. Our brothers should have a good talk."

Wu Tian didn't mind that Qin Xuan was the emperor at all, he stretched out his arm to hook Qin Xuan's neck and said.