Chapter Ninety-Seven: Everyone is the Great Emperor

The monkey got the Zhenhai flag, didn't care about the Motuo, turned around and left.

Along the way, he was cautious, and when he arrived in the East China Sea, he hid his breath and jumped into the sea.

The waters of the East China Sea are connected to the whole of Kyushu, and the same is true within the four seas, and they are connected by water veins, surrounding Kyushu, and feeding generation after generation.

Under the East China Sea, there are countless water holes, as well as various exotic flowers and plants growing in the water, which emit a faint light in the dark water.

The monkey walked flat in the water, unaffected by the water pressure, and the fish next to it were scurrying back and forth.

After turning over one water hole after another, the monkey carefully and vigilantly looked around again, making sure that there was no abnormality before turning over and entering a water hole.

The water cave is dimly lit, and only a lotus lantern is placed on the platform to emit the light of fireflies.

The monkey walked in front of the lotus lantern, squatted down, and the light like a small flame shone on his face, and at this moment, it became quiet and peaceful, and the violent aura on his body was much less.

The candle flame in the lotus lamp jumped, swaying left and right, and a clear voice came out: "Monkey, you are back." ”

The monkey nodded, baring his teeth and showing a smile: "Little light, I got the Zhenhai flag." ”

As he spoke, the monkey thrust the Zhenhai flag next to the lotus lantern and used a spell to hide the Zhenhai flag.

"With the Zhenhai Banner, the sea water in this area will not be churning, and you will not have to worry about being doused. The monkey showed off like a treasure.

"Thank you, monkey, when I can transform in the future, I must marry you. ”

Hearing this, the monkey smiled even more happily.

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The ancient battlefield, Su Heng continued to move forward, the golden cicada and the peach blossom demon have been holding each other back here for more than 30,000 years, guarding this acre and three points of land, the vision is limited after all, the ancient battlefield is so big, maybe there are many of them who have not seen it.

Supreme Treasure is a person who has lost his soul, he has always been unconcerned about the abnormalities around him, Su Heng didn't ask him, just went to find it himself.

Jin Cicada is actually lucky, he said that he did not really personally experience the race war of the year, his task is to guard this peach blossom demon, a guard is more than 30,000 years, he does not know what happened after the battle on the ancient battlefield, only that their human race won, and then Kyushu spiritual energy is exhausted, and no one can fly to cultivate immortals.

According to Su Heng's thoughts, although the aura of Kyushu was exhausted at the beginning, the aura of this ancient battlefield still existed, that is to say, the monk Jin Chanzi had cultivated motionless for more than 30,000 years......

This is an extremely terrifying existence, fortunately, it is restrained by the Peach Blossom Demon.

The desolate desert Gobi, the collapsed old buildings, the missing sun that is always popular in the sky, Su Heng has been walking for a long time, and the scenery in front of him has always been these three things, no change, as if he is going around in a circle.

Su Heng finally drove the mirage forward on the ancient battlefield, and he was tired of this unchanged scenery.

The mirage was fast, shuttling through the wind and sand, and the scene on both sides was quickly rowed by.

Finally, Su Heng saw a little difference.

In an inconspicuous sand pit, I saw a black coffin, the black coffin floated slightly, dozens of iron chains were tied to the pitch-black coffin, and there was a faint purple qi around it.

Su Heng approached, looked around carefully, and found that there were twelve notches next to the black coffin, and the size of each notch actually corresponded to the twelve nameless tombstones.

The size of the nameless tombstone Su Heng has always been deeply remembered in his mind, or with his current ability, he doesn't need to deliberately remember, many things, just a casual glance, he will be impressed.

"Junior, you are from Kyushu, and you actually have the purple flame of the emperor on your body?" A voice suddenly came from inside the black coffin, although it was well suppressed, Su Heng still heard a trace of excitement.

Those purple auras are called purple flame qi? Su Heng thought that he had absorbed all the aura of the twelve tombstones.

"Who are you?" Su Heng did not answer the words of the unknown object in the black coffin, but asked rhetorically.

Hearing Su Heng's words, the voice in the black coffin was a little dissatisfied, and snorted coldly: "I am the Desolate Ghost Emperor, this emperor threw twelve tombstones to Kyushu some time ago, looking for someone who is destined, since you have the opportunity of this emperor, you must be the person who is destined." ”

It turns out that you old guy is hiding in here and making trouble with the wind and rain......

Su Heng glanced at the black coffin, thinking about the origin of this barren ghost emperor, anyway, according to Su Xiaoxiao's reasoning, this thing must not be well-intentioned.

"Junior, this emperor left twelve tombstones, why are you the only one who came?" and eleven people?" The Desolate Ghost Emperor was a little puzzled, he was trapped in the black coffin for almost tens of thousands of years, and he was bored all day long lying in the black coffin to practice, not long ago, when he practiced a technique, he sensed that there were aura fluctuations in Kyushu, so he dropped the twelve tombstones, as a inheritance, the twelve tombstones were erected in the twelve major factions, according to the results of his practice, these twelve factions are the most likely to cause fighting, the strong are always strong, the weak are always weak, and it is very suitable for selecting high-quality heirs.

The twelve people who absorbed the most purple flame qi could naturally sense the existence of the ancient battlefield, and when the time came, these twelve people could only be at his mercy when they came here.

Su Heng didn't know what this barren ghost emperor was thinking, so he thought for a while and said, "Don't be a junior, everyone is each other, I am the Emperor of Xudu...... As for the twelve tombstones you mentioned, no one else could look at them, so I reluctantly sucked them all up. ”

Everyone is the emperor, so don't pretend to be ......

This was Su Heng's idea, but the Desolate Ghost Emperor was shocked when he heard this, isn't this Kyushu realm depleted of spiritual energy? Why is a random person coming up is the Great Emperor? Could it be that the Kyushu Realm has reached the point where there are as many emperors as dogs?

It's not that the Desolate Ghost Emperor didn't doubt the truth of Su Heng's words, but he didn't expect that there would be someone in Kyushu who could come and go with the twelve factions to wash all the purple flame qi away, his idea was that where there were people, there would be a fight, and after those people below realized the benefits of the purple flame qi, they would definitely fight each other, how could it be possible for Su Heng to suck it all up.

So as soon as Su Heng said this, the Desolate Ghost Emperor began to panic, and he wanted to make a big move, but as a result, a random person came up and claimed to be the Great Emperor, and said that no one under his inheritance looked down on him......

The most important thing is that through the black coffin, the Desolate Emperor can clearly sense that the purple flame qi on Su Heng's body is his inheritance, and the amount is no more, no less, it should be the sum of the twelve tombstones......

The Desolate Ghost Emperor made a lot of calculations and thought about many possibilities, but he never thought that Su Heng was strong enough to suppress Kyushu single-handedly......

Under Yin's authority, the Kyushu monks, don't dare to resist......

PS: My head has been blown up, and the author wants to beat himself up now...... I urgently need to be comforted by recommendation votes!I ask for the emperor's quick support!!