The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Sensing the appearance of the forbidden new born, the dense dark clouds instantly covered the entire sky, shrouding the ground in blackness. Among them, there were still 17 avenues of tribulation thunder brewing, making rumbling sounds of thunder.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, which was already covered by dark clouds, and scolded directly:

"Dare!"

The short two words were like thunder on the ground, and even overshadowed the roar of the roar of thunder behind the dark clouds, with the coercion that transcended the extreme way directly transmitted to the nine days.

The tribulation thunder that had just been brewing disappeared in an instant, and the dense dark clouds were quietly retreating, revealing a clear sky.

Ye Fan was speechless for a while, and the avenue in which he was in charge of the heavens and the earth and the tribulation thunder could cut the cultivator's body to death was actually slipped away by the immortal king with an angry shout.

Without the intervention of the Heavenly Dao, the breath of life between heaven and earth quickly converged into a human figure radiating blue light all over.

Although it can only be seen that it is a person, but there are only four limbs and a head, and no facial features and details can be seen.

The figure composed of blue light slowly, just like a chaotic green lotus in the Kunlun Mountains in front of the Taoist Transformation Pond.

A hazy chaotic haze filled the surroundings of the cyan figure between Qin Xuan's waves, speeding up the figure's transformation into flesh.

Just under Ye Fan's astonished gaze, what was originally just a tinge of blue fluorescence on Qin Xuan's fingertips turned into a fleshy body surrounded by blue light.

A long black hair mixed with cyan light fluttered between the sky and the earth, although his eyes were tightly closed, his straight facial features looked so young and handsome.

On the forehead, Ye Fan could clearly see a cyan symbol, similar to the monster characters that appeared on Pangbo's forehead when he was possessed outside the Demon Emperor's tomb.

At the heart of the fleshly body, the blue light converged, Ye Fan looked down at the beating heart of the demon emperor in his hand, and suddenly lifted the heart of the demon emperor to the sky with a push of his hand.

Under the guidance of Qingguang, the heart of the demon emperor who had helped Ye Fan many times merged into the new body.

The strong and powerful heartbeat echoed between heaven and earth, and after that, the figure turned from cyan light finally slowly opened a pair of turquoise eyes and recovered.

In just the blink of an eye, Ye Fan felt the extreme pressure that filled the sky and the earth. It was a peak aura stronger than Emperor Wuque, and it came from the new figure.

That figure was reincarnated by Qin Xuan, the first emperor of the monster clan who was already the peerless emperor ten thousand years ago.

Qing Emperor.

At the beginning, he cut his own body and left the fragmented body and the heart of the demon emperor in the world, while his own primordial spirit escaped into the barren tower, and imagined that it would take [-] years to evolve into the immortal realm of the human world to prove longevity. It was already weak to the limit.

In addition, Qin Xuan has just recast his body, so the Qingdi after recovery looks a little tired.

Countless blue rays of light gradually formed a huge green lotus shadow on the top of Qingdi's head, full of the emperor's rhythm, and the body that Qingdi cut off at the beginning has now become the chaos of the monsters' extreme emperor soldiers. Qinglian is generally the same.

"This must be the first emperor of ancient times..."

Ye Fan looked at Qingdi, who had regained a new body between heaven and earth, and sighed secretly in his heart.

The living beings in the nine heavens and ten places thought that the whole era had fallen. At the beginning, all those emperors fell forever before the immortal road, but at the moment of despair, many ancient emperors came out from behind the scenes and saved the common people. .

Emperor Xuan, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid not to mention that this era has ushered in a new turning point, even if it is another [-] years, there will be no great emperor.

It was the extreme pressure that even the heavens and the earth were trembling, and he felt like he was about to break through the sky.

"Complete the transformation from the Great Emperor to the Red Dust Immortal."

The emperor's rhythm of the extreme way, vaguely mixed with the immortal rules of transcending the great realm, is completing a transformation.

Ye Fan's eyes were a little shocked, while Qin Xuan looked at Emperor Qing with a calm expression.

It was not beyond his expectations that the Qing Emperor could become a Red Dust Immortal, but the Qing Emperor of 517 was wholeheartedly trying to evolve into a fairyland in the human world and achieve immortality, so he spent thousands of years in the barren tower, almost Kill yourself.

Now that the primordial spirit has been separated from the barren tower, and has obtained a new body, it is naturally the best opportunity for the Qing emperor to become a red dust immortal.

The cyan light turned into a cyan gown on Qingdi's body, and a wooden hairpin wrapped his long hair on his own. From his feet, cyan lotus leaves were born everywhere in the void, swaying in the wind. as if it really existed.

In the heart of the ocean composed of lotus leaves, a huge and stalwart cyan figure stepped on the cyan lotus leaves and stared at the starry sky.The majestic breath of life spread to all directions, rejuvenating everything it passed, withered grass growing green, old trees rejuvenating.

When all the monsters in the nine heavens and ten places sensed the breath, they all knelt down excitedly.

Compared with the big black dog in the Heavenly Emperor Palace who runs all day long to hide the treasures of the major forces and causes harm to the nine heavens and ten places, they are more willing to admit that the Qing Emperor, who has been famous for thousands of years, is the demon emperor in their minds.

Under the witness of all sentient beings, the appearance of the Qing Emperor, which is obvious to all, has reappeared for nine days. .

Chapter [-] Self-burial as emperor

The Qing Emperor was resurrected and transformed from the Great Emperor to the Red Dust Immortal. The entire nine heavens and ten places add up to have three Red Dust Immortals and one Immortal King. This kind of strength is even the resurrection of the ancient powerhouses such as the emperor and the undead emperor. are not enough to worry about.

The years are quiet, and the Zishan Tiandi Palace and the New Heavenly Court are in charge of the order of heaven and earth. Even the ancient royal family no longer dares to make any big waves. After all, those who stand at the peak of the nine heavens and ten places are almost all from the human race.

The human race, which was once looked down upon by all races, has now ushered in an unprecedented heyday.

The Beidou thing happened, and Qin Xuan returned to the ancient star of the ancient world by himself.

The years have changed, and the ancient stars who have gone through the prehistoric era and the era of civilization are now in vicissitudes. Qin Xuan did not stay in the world, but stepped to Shouyang Mountain.

The wheel of fortune in this life has long deviated from the track that Qin Xuan knew in his previous life. The glorious era that should have belonged to the ancient star has come to an end so quickly, and even some characters who should have been born earlier have only shown signs of recovery. .

Under the protection of Emperor Qin Xuan's prohibition tens of thousands of years ago, Shouyang Mountain is equivalent to a mysterious forbidden place on the ancient star.

Crossing the emperor's prohibition set by himself at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, Qin Xuan raised his head and looked at the stone steps in front of him that went straight from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

There are hundreds of thousands of steps stacked on top of each other.

Looking up, Qin Xuan saw an old Taoist priest in a gray Taoist robe, standing on the high steps with a whisk in one hand and a gray beard in the other.

Turning his head to face Qin Xuan, there was a smile on his face.

"Master, wait for me!"