The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Two clear tears fell from the old madman's face.

However, a pair of cold and soft jade hands gently supported the drooping face of the old madman, and the strange and familiar touch made the old madman raise his head in astonishment.

On the face of Saintess Tianxuan, the evil spirit is slowly dissipating, and the unchanging smile made the old madman choked up for a while as if he had seen it thousands of years ago.

".々Thank you..."

Saintess Tianxuan's red lips parted lightly, and she gently spit out two words from her mouth, and then released her hands that were holding the old maniac's cheeks.

Just like the reappearance of the scene thousands of years ago, the figure in the snow-white (promised) long skirt is so holy and abrupt in the black air, falling into the bottomless abyss with a smile on his face.

This time, the old lunatic never reached out his hand to keep him, and when Saintess Tianxuan uttered those two words, he already knew what Saintess Tianxuan was thinking.

She didn't want to turn into such an ugly skeleton in front of her. Her face was not easy to grow old, it should be the time of hearts and green leaves.

With that thank you, the old madman and the Saintess Tianxuan were both relieved from their thousands of years of torture...

The two barren slaves turned into dead bones and fell into the abyss of the holy mountain, and at the same time a terrifying force rushed out of the abyss.

The entire barren and ancient forbidden land was spread in it, except for Qin Xuan and the old lunatic, the rest of the cultivators who stayed in the forbidden land to seek opportunities were instantly eroded into bones by the barren.

After a long time, this terrifying curse power calmed down, and everything returned to its original state. .

Chapter [-]: Fighting for Lingbao

"It has ended."

Qin Xuan walked into the void step by step with his hands on his back, and came to the old madman's side. The nine purple dragon pillars turned into real dragons and took off in the air, twisting their bodies around Qin Xuan.

With him here, what if it's a wasteland in the restricted area of ​​life?

"This emperor controls the way of reincarnation. In the future, he will open up the perfect reincarnation, seize the Yuan spirit in the long river of time, and maybe revive the saintess of Tianxuan."

"Great Emperor, you, you mean you can resurrect her?"

The old madman turned around excitedly, trying to pull Qin Xuan's sleeves and shrank back.

"It's not impossible."

A confident smile appeared on Qin Xuan's face.In the future, if he attains the Tao of reincarnation and opens up a state of perfect reincarnation to a higher level, even resurrecting heroic spirits from the long river of time will be a piece of cake.

"Great Emperor, if you can resurrect her in the future, I am willing to follow the Great Emperor for the rest of my life, no matter what!"

"No need."

"This emperor doesn't need your follower. Thousands of years of sinking are enough. Now the end of the era is coming. This emperor only hopes that there will be more power in the nine days and ten places."

"If you become an emperor, this emperor makes a promise of resurrection for you."

The old madman bowed 580 to Qin Xuan sincerely.

This time, Qin Xuan did not stop him, and a tiny fluorescent light appeared on the old madman. It was the light of faith that Qin Xuan had not seen for tens of thousands of years...

"What are you doing?"

Hearing Ye Fan's booing at himself and at the same time forcibly pulling himself to bend down, Xia Jiuyou stared at Ye Fan, because someone's big hand was covering his back waist, which really made Xia Jiuyou A moment of awkwardness.

"Don't make a sound, look there..."

Ye Fan pointed in front of him and whispered to Xia Jiuyou.

Xia Jiuyou followed Ye Fan's gaze, only to see that the top of the mountain in front was directly cut in half and turned into a platform. At the top of the top, a huge cauldron with a dim color was standing on it.

"That cauldron is estimated to be a magic weapon. There may be some hidden dangers in such a big display here."

Ye Fan reminded Xia Jiuyou that he had seen such a scene when he practiced in the land of Lingxu, and maybe some powerful alien beasts guarded here.

The two carefully pushed aside the bushes and walked out of the forest to the foot of the mountain that had been cut in half.

Looking up (bdda), the broken walls and ruins of various ancient city buildings were buried in the earth, revealing some exposed between heaven and earth. Xia Jiuyou walked over, stretched out his hand and groped for a while on the broken buildings, wrinkled tightly. Brows turned:

"It's all dao pattern engraved on it, it's very ancient."

Even the city is engraved with Dao patterns, which also proves how powerful the owner of this city was at the beginning, and even a city has almost been tempered into a magic weapon.

With emotion, Ye Fan and Xia Jiuyou became more interested in the huge cauldron standing on the platform in the middle of the mountain.

Climbing to the top of the mountain that had been weakened in half by great means, the two stood in front of the cauldron.

The platform was set up to look like an altar. On the ground below the tripod vessel, a yin and yang gossip pattern was painted with red paint.

After years, it seems that these magic circles engraved under the cauldron have lost their function. Only the huge [-]-meter-high cauldron stands in place, full of vicissitudes.

"These paints are blood."

Ye Fan knelt under the cauldron on one knee and carefully observed the dark red paint.

Whether it is animal blood or human blood, this altar with the tripod is used for sacrifice, but with the decline of the ancient city, even this altar was destroyed.

"How to divide this cauldron?"

Ye Fan looked at Xia Jiuyou.

Such a huge cauldron can still retain its original appearance after an unknown number of years, at least it can't be an ordinary utensil, but they are two people now, and the distribution of benefits becomes a problem.

"I'm not interested in such a cumbersome baby, take it away if you want."

Xia Jiuyou waved his hands indifferently and said that he didn't catch a cold with this cauldron at all.

To talk about magic weapons, how could he be missing from his background?