Just as he was about to leave, a sudden change occurred, a light flashed, and Wang Ping's eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

When he came to his senses again, he found that he had fallen under an ancient tree full of precious light, and as far as the eye could see, there was a white cloud and willow catkins, as if he was in the heavenly palace.

Wang Ping jumped up all of a sudden, this is absolutely abnormal, how could he be in a coma? What kind of place is this?

Looking around, Wang Ping looked at his feet, and was stunned for a moment, there was a red rock under his feet, here he still thought about the cliff, but it was on the top of the cliff, and in the blink of an eye, he actually came to the top of the cliff from the stone chamber in the belly of the mountain, what force led the occurrence of this phenomenon?

Soon, Wang Ping was relieved, this is the territory of killing the emperor, with his magical powers, no matter how unbelievable things can be done, it is not surprising, but I don't know what his intention is to let him come to the top of the cliff.

Looking into the distance, Wang Ping could see through the fog from the top of the cliff, and he could see a little light exuding a little light in the direction of the stone house, which was not the aura gathered by the Spirit Gathering Array, but a mysterious halo.

The entire Siguo cliff seemed to be soaked in blood, emitting a strange red color, which was shocking.

Sou!

At this time, the little spirit turtle didn't know what was going on, and it flew out of the storage bag by itself, and the thief's head fell on Wang Ping's shoulder, poking out his little head and looking around.

This little thing is lazy like a scale on weekdays.,Nothing light yì won't appear.,Most of the time the limbs and head are retracted into the turtle shell to sleep.,What stimulates it today?

Just when Wang Ping was wondering, the vision changed, and two figures appeared under the verdant and clumsy ancient trees, one was the majestic Emperor Killer, and the other was a woman with a black veil and a graceful posture.

"This ......"

Wang Ping was so shocked that he couldn't be more shocked, who is this woman? It's not easy to be able to sit against the Emperor of the Ages.

Wang Ping had already guessed the identity of this woman from the clothes and the black gauze on his face, but he couldn't believe it, the supreme did not see each other in pairs, this is a fixed number, and it is also a law, the last supreme is alive, the next supreme cannot appear, only ten thousand years after the death of the previous supreme, the supreme coercion has completely disappeared, and a new emperor will rise.

However, there were two figures on the Siguo Cliff, although Wang Pingming knew that the two figures were phantoms, and it was very likely that they were left traces by the real Emperor Killer and Empress Luo Jiuying tens of thousands of years ago, or even 100,000 years ago, but it was also the first meeting between the Supremes, and its significance was far-reaching.

Wang Ping didn't know why he could see this, but he knew that this was a great opportunity, there was no supreme in the divine realm now, and ordinary people couldn't see the supreme's demeanor at all.

The two phantoms sat opposite each other like this, neither of them spoke, maybe they couldn't hear what they were talking about, and when they reached their kind of realm, language might already be superfluous, and how to communicate between the supremes was not something that Wang Ping's realm could understand.

After a long time, the two of them finally stood up, and looked at the place where Wang Ping was at the same time, and their wise eyes were deep and distant, as if they could see time and space, and saw Wang Ping standing here at this time.

Wang Ping's heart is surging, how great is this magic power to do? Tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, can still be seen through, the supreme power is unfathomable.

However, Wang Ping did not feel the supreme coercion in the two of them, only a feeling of looking up to the mountains, and the height of these two people may not be able to reach it in their lifetime.

Sou!

At this moment, the little spirit turtle suddenly turned into a streamer, flew towards the virtual shadow of the empress Luo Jiuying, hovering in front of the empress, not knowing what to do.

Bite!

With a soft sound, Wang Ping found that there was a brilliant flicker in the eyes of the phantom left by the empress Luo Jiuying, who had been separated by tens of thousands of years, and a light hit the shell of the little spirit turtle.

Smack!

The little spirit turtle fell to the ground, the shell of the turtle began to crack, and it was torn apart along the line on its back, and a dazzling light flashed, and with Wang Ping's eyesight, it was still dark in front of him for a short time.

The cold ice divine power operated, Wang Ping's eyes were cool in an instant, and the method of cultivating the Heavenly Wheel Eye recorded in the Ore Hunting Decision was activated, and his eyesight immediately recovered.

At this time, Wang Ping found that the two supreme phantoms on the Siguo Cliff actually began to move, not a battle in the real sense, they were all proud of the ancient and modern supremes, and if they really moved, even if this Siguo Cliff was protected by the emperor's killing formation, I am afraid it would not be able to withstand the power of a blow.

The two are working together to deduce something, but it seems that they are each deducing their own, and a miniature world appears and disappears in the deduction of the two.

Although Wang Ping didn't know what the two of them were deducing, he knew that this kind of deduction was all an implied opportunity of the Great Dao, so he sat intently and watched from a distance.

Time passed little by little, and Wang Ping gradually found that the deduction of the two was almost the same as that of killing the emperor in the cliff of Siguo, but they had improved a lot, and there was still no end.

A blood-stained world, is it a fairy realm? Or is it demonic soil?

Wang Ping ran his eyesight to the limit before he caught a trace of the picture in the retreat eyes of the two, it was a blood-colored vast land, no popularity, no signs of life!

Wang Ping was shocked, the two supremes were both pinnacles of the past and the present, but they were only able to deduce a little trace, what kind of world is this?

"I can't deduce, I escaped, and I ...... in the future"

"There are no immortals in the world, in the red dust, the future is ......"

The two emperors suddenly stopped and disappeared into the void, leaving only similar words, this is a joint effort across time and space, the two supremes can't deduce anything, what do they mean by the future?

Roar......

Just when Wang Ping was shocked, a loud dragon chant pulled him back from the illusion to reality, only to see that on the cliff of Siguo, a five-clawed golden dragon was rolling and hovering among the clouds.

"Holy? Dragon? Is it really a dragon? ”

Wang Ping's eyes almost fell to the ground, rubbing his eyes vigorously, yes, it is indeed a dragon, and it is the legendary five-clawed golden dragon, the emperor of the dragon, although he is only more than a zhang long, but he has the domineering spirit of the supreme.

A loud dragon roar scared the creatures of hundreds of miles around, it was from the coercion of the bloodline, and it had nothing to do with cultivation.

"Doesn't that mean there can't be dragons in this world? How so? ”

Wang Ping was completely dizzy, when he was on the nameless desert island, Wang Ping was still lucky, maybe he could really find the legendary divine beast there, but in the end, there was no, there was no divine beast in such a place, and it was basically impossible for the dragon to survive.

In Chinese legends, dragons and immortals are juxtaposed, both are transcendent creatures above the laws of nature, the spiritual pillar of Chinese descendants, and the totem of the nation.