Nine Dragons pulled the ancient bronze coffin and quietly crossed the universe, no one knew, there was always a pair of eyes watching the world.

In the vast galaxy, the Feather Emperor preached, fused the Heavenly Heart of the Universe, ascended to the throne, and became the supreme and noble person in this world.

Yun Chen stared at this kind in the bronze ancient coffin.

Seeing the Feather Emperor preaching, he wanted to watch the Feather God Dynasty dominate the galaxy and crisscross thousands of domains.

Time flies, and I see the supreme emperor who rules the galaxy aging day by day.

Like the emperors of the mortal world, from the high spirits of ascending to the throne to the anxiety and unwillingness of gradual aging.

Covering the heavens, even if it is an emperor, he can only live for one or two thousand years.

With such a short lifespan, even a Heavenly Court soldier in the Journey to the West has outlived them, which is really pitiful.

The Feather Emperor was naturally unwilling.

He began to look for a way to live and to find a way to live.

I have to say that the Feather Emperor is not weak among the emperors, especially since he really found a way to live out the second life.

In the timeline of the Heaven-Covering Realm, the Feather Emperor transforms himself into a Holy Spirit, lives a second life, and is reborn hundreds of thousands of years later.

With this alone, he surpassed most of the Ancient Emperor Supremes.

It's a pity that this person had the hope of touching the realm of the Red Dust Fairy, but because he offended one of the most amazing beings in this world.

It was one of the few that has existed since eons.

was recorded in a small notebook by this one, and naturally there was no good end.

Even if he lived out the second life, he didn't dare to step into the universe, and finally died with regrets.

Yun Chen watched him rise a tall building, watched him feast guests, and watched his tall building collapse.

Emperor Yuhua in his later years.

He walked alone in the starry sky.

This emperor who has ruled the universe for an era has finally reached the end of his life.

He stepped on the starry sky, crossing galaxies, as if searching for something.

"I'm not reconciled!"

The vicissitudes of the Feathering Emperor's eyes were decayed.

"I want to fight for my life with the sky!"

He whispered, walking through the ancient realms of the galaxy, spanning infinite light years.

Beidou, Feixian, Ziwei, Gou Chen, Earth, Yingchao, and countless ancient stars all have his footsteps.

Under his orders, the Feathered Divine Dynasty, which ruled the universe, began a vast project.

Following the example of the Ancient Heavenly Court, repairing the Immortal Ding, repairing the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain, creating a Immortal Land, and the Feather God Dynasty plundered the ancient stars of life and ingested countless dragon veins.

Time passes.

The plan is not yet complete, however, the Feather Emperor is near.

The Nine Dragons pulled the coffin slowly across the starry sky, silently revealing its traces, quietly passing from the ancient star sky of the Big Dipper.

Among the Big Dipper Ancient Stars, the Feathered Emperor who was approaching suddenly felt it.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Looking at the starry sky, his eyes changed slightly: "Jiulong pulls the coffin, it is recorded that the first emperor, when the Dacheng Holy Body fell, it also appeared, and it was called an ominous coffin by the world, and the coffin of the emperor was buried in the unknown, and it has not been found before, and it will appear in my time!"

"Burial of the emperor's coffin! I'll see how you bury me!"

The eyes of the Feather Emperor were incomparably deep, like the starry sky deep and vast.

Although he is old, his momentum has not changed from the past, but has become more and more vigorous and condensed.

He stepped out.

Suddenly ascended to the starry sky, staring at the nine cold dragon corpses and the huge bronze ancient coffin.

"Town!"

The Feather Emperor stretched out his hand, and in an instant, Liu Xia flew like a fairy feather, and grabbed the coffin of Jiulong with one palm.

The nine cold dragon corpses were forged from black iron, cold, dead, and motionless.

Under the authority of the Emperor, there was not the slightest change.

However, the ancient bronze coffin was slightly shocked, opening a slight gap.

"Bell!"

The trills of metal resounded, and on top of the ancient bronze coffin, countless carvings seemed to come to life.

The mysterious lines are engraved with figures.

Each figure exuded a vast divine might, instantly disintegrating his power and even shaking him back.

An inexplicable will descended, and in an instant, it seemed to freeze time and space, and everything fell into a standstill.

The Feathered Emperor's pupils suddenly constricted.

The rotating galaxies froze, the blazing stars stood still, and time in the entire universe stood still.

In other words, the Nine Dragons in front of him took him out of the time realm of the great universe and seemed to be self-contained.

No wonder no one was able to find this bronze coffin.

This terrifying method shocked the Feather Emperor.

What exactly is hidden in the legendary coffin of the burial emperor?

His gaze swept over all the carvings on the bronze coffin, remembering every trace of the pattern in his heart.

In the next moment, time returned to normal.

The Feather Emperor hid the horror in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the world, there are immortals!"

This kind of means is by no means something that the emperor can do.

There really is a higher realm, there is really an eternal immortal, and the eyes of the Feather Emperor are blazing.

However, the ancient bronze coffin trembled slightly, the lid closed, and no one answered him.

Distorted time once again shrouded the bronze coffin, severed from the great universe, and quietly disappeared in front of the eyes of the Feather Emperor.

"There must be a reason for the appearance of the Burial Emperor's coffin!" muttered the Feathered Emperor who remained in place.

His brows furrowed slightly, but he suddenly found that the copper coffin patterns he had written down were slowly being forgotten.

Who can interfere with his memory, the Feather Emperor stared.

"I see!"

There must be something special about the pattern of that bronze coffin, is this a guide for him?

After a moment of silence, he bowed in the direction of the bronze coffin's departure.

Time passes, Jiulong pulls the coffin through another dimension of time and space, for Yun Chen, the timeline of this world is like a movie, which can be turned by him.

It didn't take long!

The feathered emperor Shouyuan was exhausted, but no one knew about it, so he cast a bronze coffin with feathered lapis and buried himself.

And after he fell into a long sleep, the Feather God Dynasty was still the most powerful force in this era.

The Divine Dynasty rules the universe and continues to complete the unfinished plans of the Feather Emperor.

The sun and the moon turn, and time passes.

............

Big Dipper Ancient Star, Zhongzhou, an unnamed small mountain village.

In Beidou Zhongzhou, the dragon veins converge, and the mountains are like cyan dragons crawling on the earth, looming between the clouds and mist.

Behind the nameless mountain village, there is a small lake.

There is a hut on the shore of the lake, and a few carp swim in the water.

The man in white with long hair stood on the shore of the lake, his breath ethereal and ethereal, as if he was out of step with the world.

A teenager sat cross-legged and practiced.

The golden divine light emanated from his body, and his flesh was flawless, even if he was just a beginner in cultivation, he had an extraordinary appearance.

And the other side.

A little girl with pigtails who looks like she is only three or four years old is reading a book with a ghost mask.

As if she was afraid of disturbing the young man's cultivation, the little girl didn't dare to speak out.

At this time, the man standing by the lake stretched out his hand, and there was an extra white candy on his palm, which was condensed with the original power.

Look at the little girl.

"Baby, open your mouth!"

The little girl is very well-behaved and opens her little mouth.

After feeding the young emperor, Yun Chen smiled.

But I heard Xiao Nannan's soft voice sound: "Thank you, Uncle Yun." ”

Uncle Yun, who doesn't know how old he is, was hit by an arrow in the knee: "......"