The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

For thousands of years after that, the human race experienced an era that belonged to itself.

And because the demon race was suppressed by the human race and other races, there was no longer the possibility of Dongshan rising.

Even if the hundred-legged worm is dead and not stiff, it is no longer a dragon after all.

The incarnation of Tiandao, the ancestor of Hongjun, was cut off by Qin Xuan, who had burst out with all his fighting power. Although he did not make a big move, he also left Honghuang and no longer interfered in the affairs of the human race.

The demon ancestor Rahu also no longer appeared in the flood, and the entire flood returned to its previous peaceful vigor.

On the overseas Penglai Immortal Island, there are clouds and mists, and the aura that gathered the most essence in the prehistoric world is almost turning into dew drops.

Between the mountains, several palaces and pavilions can be vaguely seen.

The prohibition set by Immortal Emperor Peak shrouded the entire Penglai Immortal Island, and it was impossible for anyone to spy on the hidden secrets of this Immortal Island from the outside.

In the interior of Penglai Immortal Island, from time to time a roar of life can be heard, or a scream.

The peerless emperors who traveled from the nine heavens and ten places across the endless chaos to the prehistoric world, as well as Daoist Yang Mei, have been tortured and ravaged by chaotic creatures for thousands of years.

This kind of torment and abuse is painful and joyful, because being bullied by the chaotic creatures that are comparable to the realm of the Great Dao is too embarrassing for them, but it is too embarrassing for them. In other words, this is the best shortcut.

In the stone pavilion, Qin Xuan, who was wearing a purple gown, was sitting upright, smiling at the black emperor who was being beaten by a chaotic creature in front of him. In his hand, he was holding a jade wine glass.

"Xiao Hei, it's been two thousand years, why hasn't it grown at all?"

The Black Emperor, who was already in the realm of the Red Dust Immortal, was still no match for the Little Whale after the chaotic creature, the little whale, deliberately suppressed the strength of the Red Dust Immortal, and even his head was swollen by the little whale's tail.

At this time, the little whale can only run all the way, and the tongue is drooping outside and it feels like a flag tossing wildly.

"My grass and mud horse! Wang Wang, this big fish follows you to absorb the power of the law all day long, and the strength has improved faster than this emperor. What can this emperor do?"

"come on."

Qin Xuan set a ban to stop the black emperor who was about to run away. Seeing the black emperor screaming in frustration, he could only turn around and face the ruthless torment of the little whale. He smiled, raised the wine glass in his hand and tilted his head down. Agar syrup and jade liquid.

That wine has been treasured for tens of thousands of years, and the mellow taste is simply the supreme enjoyment on earth.

"If the fight continues like this, the Black Emperor will be clamoring to go back in a while."

A soft voice sounded from behind Qin Xuan, and Ru Mengxue walked into the stone pavilion with a sweet smile, watching Qin Xuan casually sitting at the stone table with long purple hair, just drinking, she stretched out her hand to make a The wooden comb stroked Qin Xuan's purple hair scattered behind him.

"What about nan nan?"

Qin Xuan put down the wine glass and let Ru Mengxue comb her hair and hair, turned her face slightly and asked with a smile.

No matter how long it has passed, Qin Xuan still likes to call the Ruthless Great Emperor directly.

For this title, the Ruthless Great Emperor has never objected,].

Of course, it's just for Qin Xuan alone. If the Black Emperor dares to shout nannan with shame, he will definitely face the miserable treatment of being ravaged by chaotic creatures.

"Since the last time she fought against the little whale, she seems to have gained a new understanding, and she is still in retreat in the cave."

While combing Qin Xuan's hair, Ru Mengxue replied softly,].

The breeze blew across her cheek, Ru Mengxue stretched out a jade hand and gently grabbed it in the air, and the breeze turned into a green jade hairpin.

Ru Mengxue tied Qin Xuan's long purple hair and tied it with a green jade hairpin made by the breeze. Then she walked away from Qin Xuan and sat beside Qin Xuan to pour wine for Qin Xuan.

Compared with the screaming and screaming of a big black dog outside the stone pavilion, the scene in the stone pavilion seems to be a picture of quiet time, tenderness like water, comfortable and warm.

It's just that this kind of comfort has not lasted long. The wine glass placed on the stone table, the nectar and jade liquid directly rippled. Although there was no wind, the ripples were very obvious.

Ru Mengxue asked when she saw Qin Xuan frown slightly, and glanced at the wine in the wine glass from the corner of her eyes.

"It seems that there should be some restless characters appearing.".

Chapter [-] Lich Ancient Battlefield

The ripples in the wine glass quickly returned to calm, Qin Xuan's deep eyes immediately looked up to the sky, the vast sea of ​​stars and the long river of years in the eyes were all emitting wonderful fluorescence, and after a while, pass away.

"I didn't expect that Luo Hu was still reluctant to give up, afraid of the emperor's shot, so he directly took pictures of the minion..."

The corners of Qin Xuan's mouth, who had seen the truth, turned up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile, and then picked up the jade wine glass again without doing anything, and poured out the nectar and jade liquid in the glass with his head up.

Seeing that Qin Xuan didn't care at all, Ru Mengxue also stopped caring about it, but raised the wine jug almost gently and refilled a glass of wine for Qin Xuan.

At this time on the land of the great wasteland, the ancient battlefield where the Twelve Ancestral Lich and the Demon Emperor Jun and other powerful men were killed due to the outbreak of the Lich War was already full of resentment and death, and there was no way to restore it for thousands of years. Vitality, the traces of the past still exist on the battlefield, so that no creature is willing to set foot in this place.

But right now, there are several sneaky figures staying on the periphery of the ancient battlefield. Judging from their appearances like beasts, it is obvious that they are the demon clan that have lost their strongest position in the wild.

"Big Brother, do we really want to go in here?"

A wolf demon looked at the ancient battlefield in front of him with some fear, pulled the arm of the leading tiger demon and asked.

Because too many creatures of the two Lich clans have died, this ancient battlefield is still black and red like today's dome, and even the way of heaven is shielded by it. Before stepping into the ancient battlefield, you can feel the biting cold. The sound of the wind and the shrill cries in the ancient battlefield echoed, and any creature would have fear of this place because of it.

"What the hell are you afraid of? It's just a mass grave for the dead? These ancestors don't know how many years they've been dead, are they still going to get up and arrest you?"

The tiger demon seemed to despise the cowardice of the wolf demon beside him. The reason why he brought the two wolf demon brothers to the ancient battlefield where the Lich War broke out was naturally for some ulterior motive.

"But eldest brother, didn't this place remind strangers not to come near? Even the Ancestral Lich Emperor and Demon Saint fell in the ancient battlefield, so it's hard to guarantee that there won't be anything terrifying..."

"Waste, are you planning to hide in the forest for the rest of your life and be hunted by the human race?"

The tiger demon scolded directly.

"I tell you, it is precisely because this ancient battlefield that even the Ancestral Lich Saint has fallen, we will come here to find opportunities."