"Emperor Xin is here. ”

Yang Changan snorted and used the magic power of inviting immortals, he didn't know if he could invite Emperor Xin, but he always had to try, after all, the great sage who only existed in myths and legends was invited, so why couldn't he invite the outstanding people who existed in Chinese history?

The divine soul fluctuated, emitting mysterious sonic runes, and rushed towards the mysterious world.

"This kid actually closes his eyes, and is pretending to be a ghost, and really thinks it can attract visions?" the holy boy scoffed.

On the other side, the evil and handsome Saint Nightmare's expression changed slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, he only felt that Yang Changan seemed to have changed at the moment, his temperament had changed, and he had become ethereal and mysterious, and it seemed to be ...... Elusive.

He was not the only one who felt this way, Fu Tianqiu, Tianshu Gongzi and others all faintly felt that some changes seemed to have taken place in Yang Changan at this moment, but they were not sure.

"What a mystery guy. The flower fairy looked at Yang Chang'an with her eyes closed, smiled slightly, and muttered in her heart, obviously she also sensed a trace of mysterious qi.

Far away unknown time and space.

An ancient place.

There are many terracotta warriors sitting here, and if you look closely, those terracotta warriors are all soldiers with soldiers, and their bodies are only the dust of time, although they have closed their eyes, they seem to have kept their eyes open, and they are guarding this place forever.

In front of these soldiers, there was also a statue of a general sitting cross-legged, wrapped in gray, so that people could not see his face.

He sat quietly in front of the soldiers, and seemed to block everything, suppress everything, and the sky and the terrain were extremely stable.

This ancient land is calm.

At this moment, a wisp of sonic runes came across endless time and space, burrowing into the general's ear, and then he moved.

The world of big business.

"It's been more than a dozen breaths, do you want to go crazy with him?" Shengtong sneered, everyone nodded, and immediately looked at Fu Tianqiu, although he was the chief examiner this time, but the identity of everyone present was mysterious, and the power behind it was strong, no one was afraid of him, looking at it from afar, someone said in a deep voice: "The examiners hurriedly set the top candidate, it seems that there is something inappropriate, shouldn't you invite the Confucian elders from the Hanlin Pavilion to come out and take a look, and then make a decision?"

"Everyone's article is not bad, why is the Holy Nightmare the champion, should Lord Shangshu have an explanation for us?"

Without waiting for Fu Tianqiu to speak, the Holy Nightmare chuckled and said, "Okay, let you die." His voice fell, the article on the table shone brightly, and the vision above his head was even more amazing, the ancient emperor seemed to be more condensed, and slowly revealed his true face, wearing a golden robe, leaning on the throne, his eyes opened and closed, encompassing the heaven and the earth, and the imperial air in his eyes was circulating, and his body exuded a momentum of eight desolations and six hexalys, and the emperor was invincible.

In just an instant, the vision above the heads of the Holy Boy and the others shattered, and in an instant, they were torn apart by the imperial qi shot out of the ancient emperor's eyes.

Bang bang bang!

Even the articles on the table of the people burst open and fell apart.

"This ......" The Holy Boy was surprised, looked at the vision above the Holy Nightmare's head, and wondered, "Has that Ancient Emperor himself arrived? Even my ancestral demon has been shattered." ”

Tianshu Gongzi and the others were also surprised, and their hearts were shocked, they had an extraordinary background, and they were all suppressed at this time.

"Hehe, what else do you have to say?" Fu Tianqiu smiled slightly, he had already guessed such a result, he knew how rebellious and powerful the things in the body of the Holy Nightmare were.

"You see, his article is not broken. Everyone looked at Yang Changan in amazement, the article on his desk had been put away properly, and it was not damaged in the slightest.

The vision emitted by the articles of Tianshu Gongzi and others was not as good as the ancient emperors reflected in the Holy Nightmare article, and they were all shattered, but an ordinary article could be preserved, and everyone was surprised.

"Brother Yang seems to be extraordinary. Ouyang Ran's pupils opened slightly, and his heart shook.

"This kid...... Hidden clumsy?" The article was destroyed, the holy boy's face was a little ugly, and at this time he looked at the princess on the upper throne, and it seemed that from beginning to end she looked at the little scholar they thought was ordinary, and this time he wanted to see some clues from the eyes of the flower fairy.

"Huh?" Saint Nightmare's eyes froze, and his gaze fell sharply on Yang Changan's body, and the ancient emperor on it also stared at him, as if he wanted to see something, just when he was about to make a move, the article in front of Yang Changan was full of light, turning into a beam of light and shooting into the sky.

Everyone looked around, only to see a white-haired old man stepping into the light.

The white-haired old man looks very ordinary at first, but after watching it for a long time, he has an otherworldly charm, like reading all the worlds, washing away the lead, and returning to the basics.

Although his hair was white, his body was not rickety, and his eyes were sharp, as if he had hidden a sword.

The white-haired old man stood on top of the article in the air, glanced at the article under his feet in surprise, and then looked at Yang Changan, then looked around, and said in a low voice: "A small world?

"The vision has spoken? Isn't it more than the article? He has used his own cultivation? Could it be that his article has attracted the supreme being?"

"This person's breath ......" The Ancient Emperor's pupils on the top of the Holy Nightmare shrank, staring at the white-haired old man deadly.

"Huh?" As if sensing the sight of the ancient emperor above the Holy Nightmare's head, the white-haired old man looked over, frowned, and said coldly: "Yin Clan? ”

"Who are you?" Although the person who came looked old, but at this moment his eyes were very penetrating, forcing his gaze to give people great oppression, when he said the word "Yin Clan", not only the color of the holy nightmare changed, but the face of the ancient emperor on his head changed greatly, and he never thought that people would see his roots at a glance.

"What is the Yin Clan??Is it a foreign race other than the Great Shang?"

"The Ancient Emperor on the top of the Holy Nightmare actually spoke? This is a living person? Could it be that he also attracted a real Ancient Emperor?" everyone was amazed.

The flower fairy and the others changed their faces slightly, and looked at the two of them fixedly.

"The Yin clan dares to stretch their minions into the small world, and they should be punished!" The white-haired old man looked around, and his face became even colder as he swept past Fu Tianqiu and the others, "The demon actually infiltrated the dynasty!"

"Demons, we have demons here?" everyone looked at each other, and followed the gaze of the comer to the top of the examiners.

"Nonsense, this is the palace, the place where the emperor sits, next to it is the Hanlin Pavilion, how dare the demon come here?" Fu Tianqiu's heart beat wildly, he carried the treasures given by the Yin Clan, he was able to pass the test in a fool's way, even the Great Confucian couldn't notice it, but he didn't expect the person to see his details at a glance, and he was shocked and angry at this time.

There is a Yin clan on the body of the Holy Nightmare, and those great Confucians can't see through his reality and reality, if he becomes the champion this time and blends into the Hanlin Pavilion, he will have the opportunity to replace the great Confucians and even the three pavilion masters inside.

"You...... Are you Emperor Xin? Aren't you standing on the vast battlefield? How did you come to the small world?" The ancient emperor above the Holy Nightmare was shocked, and his heart shook.

"You damn it, it's your life!"

"It's just a projection, and you dare to make a big statement!" The ancient emperor trembled, not knowing whether he was angry or afraid, at this time his true body was revealed, and he jumped out of the vision of the holy nightmare, his appearance resembled a human race, but he was full of yin and qi, very cold, and the ancient emperor who was immense before.

"This is a foreign race!" everyone was shocked, drew their swords, and became vigilant.

"Yin Ge, he is of the same clan as Yin Ge, are they both Yin clans?" Yang Changan saw his appearance, and instantly thought of the Yin Ge he had seen in hell, the breath of the two was extremely similar, and the yin qi emitted from the whole body was of the same origin.

The Yin clan looked at the white-haired old man, with a hint of fierceness and jealousy in his eyes, and sneered: "Your world has been shattered, and it will fall into eternal darkness, even the Pan King, who is known as the immortal Pan King, has been destroyed, you have long been left to rely on, kneel down at this time, surrender to me, maybe my clan can spare your life." ”

"Our clan has experienced many calamities, and it has always stood tall, not the Holy Clan, not the Yuan Clan, and neither can you Yin Clan. The white-haired old man shook his head, and his flat words were very penetrating.

Today I'm going to do what you don't think you can't do in front of you, and I'm going to tear up your projection. The yin power of the Quartet was pervasive, and the Yin clan suddenly made a move, shouting, "Emperor Xin, you are old. "Wherever the yin force passed, the surrounding space rippled constantly, as if it was about to collapse the sky.

"Really?" the white-haired old man slowly raised his head, and with every inch he raised, the edge on his body increased by a point. The temperament changed accordingly, as if it had become a sword, a sharp sword, and a shocking sword.

"Hmm, how can your projection be so strong?" the Yin Clan's face changed drastically, and the threat of death was too strong.

"Die!"

The invisible sword was sacrificed, and the sword twisted the heavens, severing time and space, and in the silent silence, the Yin clan was strangled cleanly, and there was not even a shadow of the divine soul left.