Xiao Chen was lying on a chair in the courtyard, and the prison dragon was standing beside him, lost in thought.

Xiao Chen told the prison dragon about the emperor's will, but the prison dragon did not find the slightest clue in the memory fragments.

The prison dragon thought for a long time and said: "It is impossible for an emperor to be nameless, if there is no record in the Haoran Great World, there is only one possibility, this emperor appeared too long ago, and may not be in the same era as us. ”

Xiao Chen nodded, now only this statement can make sense.

Xiao Chen lay on the chair and suddenly asked, "Xiaolong'er, do you think it is possible to find some clues in myths and legends?"

Prison Dragon nodded: "It's possible, but it's not likely, according to speculation, this emperor appeared too long, unless someone deliberately left clues, otherwise the past so long should have been annihilated in the long river of time." ”

Xiao Chen suddenly thought of the mysterious ancient book in Tsing Yi Hou's mouth, maybe there would be any clues in that book.

Xiao Chen chatted with the prison dragon without a match.

Just before dawn, at the darkest moment in the sky, Xiao Chen suddenly felt that there was something more in the air.

It's like a murmuring stream of water, flowing slowly in the air.

Xiao Chen looked at the air in front of him, and a stream of aura that was invisible to ordinary people, like a clear spring, appeared between heaven and earth so suddenly.

"The big time is coming. ”

It came so suddenly, without warning, and the aura had already recovered.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and a small grass that was about to wither appeared in his hand.

The leaves of the grass are a little yellowish with some gray spots, and it looks listless.

Xiao Chen held the grass and looked at it carefully.

As time passed, the grass in Xiao Chen's hand underwent an astonishing change.

The withered leaves turned green again, the gray spots disappeared, and a brand new leaf protruded from the top of the grass, swaying in the air and full of life.

Xiao Chen put down the grass and looked around.

The surrounding meadows are thriving.

Not far away, on a dead branch, a few buds were drawn.

The dead grass pulls new leaves, the dead wood sprouts new branches, and the world is full of life.

Xiao Chen looked at this miracle-like picture, but his eyes were half-squinted and he frowned.

Reiki revival is a good thing, but now this picture is a little too abnormal.

Because the grass on the ground keeps growing taller, the big trees seem to be growing too.

The aura was revived, and after Xiao Chen became the emperor, he encountered it a few times when he traveled through the starry sky, but it was definitely not like the earth.

How to put it, it is that the aura of the earth is too violent, like the water of a great river pouring in, extremely violent.

Reiki recovery is generally divided into several stages, but the current situation on the earth is directly to the last stage, the growth of all things.

The prison dragon also obviously had the same opinion as Xiao Chen, and said a little unclearly: "This situation is a little weird, and the aura is reviving too violently. ”

Xiao Chen nodded, and just wanted to say something, but Xiao Chen suddenly froze in place.

"Plop. ”

A voice like a heartbeat suddenly exploded in Xiao Chen's ears, sonorous and powerful,

Xiao Chen looked at the prison dragon beside him and asked, "Xiaolong'er, did you hear that?"

The prison dragon frowned, shook his head, and said, "Great Emperor, is there anything wrong?"

It was obvious that the prison dragon did not hear what Xiao Chen heard, the sound was like the sound of a heartbeat.

Xiao Chen looked at the horizon in the distance, and there was a ray of dawn in the sky, scattered from the clouds.

Xiao Chen grabbed the black knife and drew the knife.

"Bang!"

Xiao Chen's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and the whole person rose to the sky.

Above the distant sky, Xiao Chen stepped steadily on the clouds, raising his eyes and looking into the distance, a round of red sun shone brightly on the horizon.

Streams of golden air are constantly swaying and changing in the sky.

The figure of the prison dragon appeared beside Xiao Chen, looking at the unpredictable golden air current.

The prison dragon, who had always been indifferent, actually stammered and asked, "Big ...... Emperor...... Luck?"

Xiao Chen nodded, didn't speak, just stared at the golden air currents that kept gathering and changing.

The prison dragon didn't dare to disturb Xiao Chen, the emperor's luck was the luck of returning to heaven and earth after the fall of the emperor.

These golden fortunes will befall some lucky people and open the door to becoming emperors for them.

These golden luck are real great opportunities, even an emperor like Xiao Chen will not miss them.

The prison dragon's eyes looked at Xiao Chen with burning eyes, if he could win this luck, his master's future achievements would be unprecedented, and there would be no one after him.

At this time, the golden air currents in the sky changed amazingly.

The golden air began to entangle, changing into tangible shapes.

Golden dragons appeared in the sky, and when those golden currents stabilized, nine golden dragons actually appeared above the sky.

The golden dragon's body was huge and reached a thousand feet, and its divine light was shining.

"Qi luck turns into a dragon, and it's still the most numerous, nine. ”

The prison dragon looked at the golden dragon of luck and couldn't help but be surprised.

Xiao Chen nodded, it seems that the emperor who fell on the earth may be more capable than himself.

Xiao Chen estimated that if he fell, he would condense five or six golden dragons at most.

With nine golden dragons like this, it was simply terrifying, and Xiao Chen became more and more interested in the Great Emperor who fell on the earth.

What kind of strength does it look like to have the big picture in front of you.

At this moment, those golden dragons of luck began to roar wildly.

The huge head slowly turned, staring downward, as if looking for a suitable owner.

A golden dragon suddenly broke away from the group and rushed straight to the ground.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious golden dragon of luck cannot be seen by ordinary people at all, unless there is an earth-shattering pupil like Luo Xiansi, or a character like Xiao Chen's prison dragon, who is standing at the highest point.

The golden dragon rushed straight to the ground, and people could only feel that the heavens and the earth seemed to be pressed by something, and an incomparable majesty pressed the people's hearts and mouths.

In the middle of a distant mountain, a white-haired woman stood on the top of the mountain, staring coldly at the vision in the sky.

Her hair was full of silver threads, but her face was girlish.

At her side was a spear, as if it had just been raised from blood, and it was bright and dripping.

The woman's eyes were a strange blood-red color, and mysterious symbols of unknown meaning were bright and uncertain in her eyes.

A golden dragon swooped down from the sky and rushed directly towards the woman.

The woman didn't move, letting the dragon crash into her.

The moment the golden dragon touched the woman, it suddenly shattered, turning into streams of golden air that poured into the woman's body.