Chapter 5, The Emperor's Style

Following the imprint of his ancestors, Zhang Bairen walked all the way along the path taken by the ancestor of the Zhang family in the past, which should be an ancestral vein in the past, which was mined cleanly, leaving a very deep tunnel, very cold, pitch black, only the stone knife and compass were shining, pointing out a correct path for it.

All the way forward, not less than a hundred miles, among them, I actually saw a giant bat sleeping, the momentum is powerful, I can't help but only him, as well as a large number of its descendants, the scene is very spectacular and terrifying.

Zhang Bairen's head was big for a while, and he moved forward quietly, for fear of making a sound.

Now he knew what a terrible scene he would face if it weren't for this equipment.

According to the realm of cultivation, Zhang Bairen is just a layman who has just opened up the sea of bitterness for a long time, and the reason why he can defeat the bearded Chen of the Shenqiao realm should be the help of that mysterious pattern, it not only has the divine effect of shrinking the ground into inches, but also can seal the monk's divine ability and beat it into the mortal realm, which is very wonderful.

According to Zhang Wuye, it may be related to his childhood vision, but no one knows what is going on.

Along the way, all kinds of experiences are enough for him to write a supernatural ambition, a kind of yin spirit to the most terrifying, tens of thousands of undead yin spirits wandering in that corpse place, a cold yin wind blowing, only makes people have a feeling of soul breaking.

If it weren't for the fact that he had nourished his soul with the source qi of life before leaving, I am afraid that he would have gone crazy here, and when the time comes, his life will be worried, and he will definitely be dead and lifeless.

The emperor mountain is magnificent, the nine dragon arch beads, guarding here, but the things contained in it are the existence of the light, each of them, is enough to shock the world, in the place we can't see, how much horror is hidden? Zhang Bairen couldn't help but have such thoughts.

There were no dangers along the way, although it was very slow, difficult, and sometimes even snuggled in one place for a long time, but he was lucky and did not encounter anything life-threatening.

I don't know how many years I have been here, therefore, Zhang Bairen doesn't know how long he has walked, how long he has fallen, and he will lead there, the ashes are like a mountain, and the breath here is getting more and more cold, as if it has fallen no less than 10,000 meters, it is a very long road.

Zhang Bairen didn't dare to make a sound, so he moved forward slowly for a long, long time, and then he was far away from the outermost dangers and came to the bottom of the endless abyss.

It was much quieter than the outside world, and it was a relatively safe road after not being heard from for a long time, and he was relieved to find that there were murals left here, and it was clear that something important was recorded, about the excavation of dragon veins.

At first, there was nothing unusual here, but later, a creature with a single horn appeared and was dug out of the veins by the ancients, and everyone was almost wiped out.

This man with six arms and a pair of wings looks at the world, and in the picture, he roars up to the sky, the earth cracks, the mine collapses, and the underground magma gushes.

The carving behind is even more terrifying, the humanoid creature with horns in his eyebrows actually knelt on the ground and kowtowed to a huge source.

The creatures in the peerless divine source did not appear, they were still a ball of brilliance, although they were not born, but there were endless bones around them, countless creatures fell, and death spread to the end of the earth.

If you don't die, you can kill endlessly, and according to the carved pictures, the number of dead people is innumerable, enough in the thousands.

In successive carvings, the divine source is all lying there, and no creatures have been born, only showing that there are more and more bones around, piled up into mountains, and many of them are monks.

The blood converged into a real river, meandering into the distance, like a Senluo hell.

Seeing that at the end, a Terran powerhouse shrouded in aura descended from the sky, and all this began to change.

I couldn't see his face clearly, and I couldn't even tell whether it was a man or a woman, and his whole body was surrounded by Ruicai, and only the word "emperor" was engraved on the top of his head.

And the creature with a single horn on its eyebrows, six arms under its shoulders, and wings on its back, knelt reverently beside the source from beginning to end.

Worthy of being the emperor who reigns over the world, as soon as he made a move, he pressed the humanoid creature with horns in his eyebrows and pious guardian of the source of the god, and slapped it directly into the earth.

That kind of momentum, majestic heaven and earth, the ancients used a simple tone to carve out a little soul, showing the supreme power of the emperor.

The clouds in all directions are extinguished, the air runs through the rainbow, and the stars and the moon tremble, this is the power of the emperor! As soon as he made a move, he suppressed the humanoid creatures.

And in the following carving, he directly started at Shenyuan, but unfortunately when he arrived here, the wall of the ancient mine cave was broken, the pattern was broken, and it was difficult to see the result.

Zhang Bairen was excited, his blood was boiling, and he was impressed by the supreme demeanor of the emperor, and gave birth to a special induction: "The body is dead and the god is the spirit, and the soul is resolute and the ghost is the hero." ”

Skipping this paragraph, Zhang Bairen continued to look back, he felt like he had returned to the ancient land of more than 100,000 years ago, and felt the supreme demeanor of that emperor.

The existence in that peerless divine source was obviously very terrifying, and it was extremely powerful, so that the Great Emperor sacrificed his weapon, which was a big bell, as high as heaven and earth, and pressed down, covering the divine source.

The Emperor's weapon exerted its power, it was really terrifying, this kind of power he had never seen before, as if it had lasted for more than 100,000 years, the supreme demeanor of the ancient Emperor, wanting to come out of the wall!

made Zhang Bairen's blood boil, and the throbbing from his soul made him extremely fascinated.

In the next carving, the divine source is cracked, and the creatures inside still come out, but it only depicts her stretching out a delicate palm, and the stone behind it is shattered again, and it cannot be seen completely.

The battle scene was destroyed, the depiction was not completely preserved, and in the end, the emperor before the desolation restored the land to its original appearance, and then fed the god source with a bell, and flew towards a mountain in the distance.

"Purple Mountain!" Zhang Bairen was stunned, and for a moment, it seemed that he had connected those incoherent histories, and he somewhat understood why the fifth generation of Yuan Heavenly Master would choose to live here, and Zhang Wuye would bow to him.

"This is a veritable mountain of burial emperors, even if there is no ancient emperor in it, it must be the suppression place of its extreme weapons, and there are godless soldiers inside." Zhang Bairen's blood was surging, and he felt a little exaggerated, and an endless fighting spirit continued to breed in his heart.

"When am I going to get to that point... Zhang Bairen looked at the picture of the emperor with great longing, and his voice and expression revealed a look of fascination.