Lei Chuan and Fu Shen's faces also changed greatly, and they figured out the joints, even if they were in a state of mind that was immovable with the two of them pressing Mount Tai.

became the new king first, but lost a chance to be crowned emperor, this result is too ridiculous.

Rao is Lei Chuan's concentration, and he can't help but show a bitter smile at this moment.

Luck, after all, I still don't understand! Did you turn your back on the protection of luck and then give yourself such revenge?

After a while, Lei Chuan immediately reined in his mind, isn't it the realm of the human emperor? Sooner or later, he will reach or even surpass this realm, and the price of being connected to the luck of the human race in exchange for the opportunity to become emperor is not what he wants.

But......

Glancing at Fu Shenyi beside him, this genius who was also the top in the ancient veins, but he missed the opportunity to become emperor in this way, and he must have even had the heart to commit suicide at this time.

Although his face was expressionless, Lei Chuan could still see a little gloom in the other party's eyes.

Fu Tianzang also sighed:

"Luck is mysterious, unpredictable, you can't force it!"

After thinking about it, Lei Chuan asked:

"The king sacrifice was originally to seal the new king, but the king has not yet succeeded, why are you so anxious to make him the emperor? Why didn't you take advantage of this opportunity? ”

This question is fundamental, give the opportunity to become an emperor to a junior who is not even a king, and wait for the queen to deign to worship in the future, such a plot third-rate writer would not dare to write like this.

"That's a good question."

Fu Tianzang immediately explained to Lei Chuan:

"Although we are strong, we have passed too many years, and our natural potential has been exhausted, and there is no hope for this emperor to become the god of war. The same is true for the thousand-year-old martial god and others, the saint is the emperor, and he cannot be surpassed as the emperor for life, so we decided to upgrade the king sacrifice to the emperor sacrifice, only the real young Tianjiao can become the emperor, and only the young human emperor can lead the human race to truly revive its former glory! ”

So, is talent and youth a must?

Nodding his head in understanding, Lei Chuan continued to ask:

"With the foundation of Xiaoyuan, there is no problem with becoming a king, but is becoming an emperor in a hurry?"

As if anticipating that Raikawa would ask this question, Fu Tianzang explained:

"Little brother Lei Chuan, please rest assured, this generation's luck is the foundation accumulated by the human race for three thousand years, and it is unprecedentedly strong since the collapse of the empire, enough to set up ten false kings as real kings, but ten more kings is better than one more emperor, and this is only an auxiliary means, and there are other key conditions for becoming an emperor."

While he was talking, Fu Tian hid himself and walked outside with Lei Chuan and Fu Shenyi.

"You'll understand when you see something like that."

The evidence of the triple king's power, crown, and throne has been continuously integrated into Xiaoyuan's body under the blessing of the purple dragon's luck, and the majesty of the king has been released, and the illusory statue that has flown out from the heavenly spirit has begun to solidify.

The appearance of this image shows a slender woman's body, stepping on the seven-poinsettia lotus platform, wearing a fire phoenix battle armor, and a huge wheel half red and half gray appears behind it, evolving the cycle of life and death.

The combination of the power of death and punishment, once this power is promoted to the royal rank, it will evolve into the most complete authority of the underworld, judgment will attract the punishment of destruction, punishment will invite death, Xiao Yuan will become the most feared queen of the underworld in the future.

After a moment, the Living Saint suddenly spoke:

"Bring that stuff."

Then two kings came with a huge trumpet.

The horn is dark purple and curved to resemble the sharp horns of a demon in hell, but the embellishment of countless golden lines not only eliminates the demonic nature and strangeness brought by the demon's horn, but also adds a sense of grandeur and sacredness.

Reaching out and stroking the horn, the cold touch came from the fingertips, and there were reminiscences, nostalgia, and sadness in the eyes of the saint.

"Old man, I haven't seen each other in a long time."

In the sage's whispering, the horn seemed to have sensed, and it suddenly trembled, emitting a whimpering horn sound.

The majestic momentum seems to bring people to an unprecedented cycle of prosperity, feeling the strength and prosperity in it, and then shattering, the end of the prosperous world, bringing endless sadness.

"The wind and rain are ethereal, the mountains and rivers are broken, and we have endured such days for too long."

The horn continued to shrink to the size of a palm in the sage's hand, turned into a long rainbow and flew to Xiaoyuan, suspended above his head, and released a puff of colorful flowers to wrap it.

"The horn of forgiveness of the soul, play the voice of the emperor!"

Fu Tianzang's tone was filled with emotion:

"I can't imagine that I will see this artifact again in the year of sound."

"The horn of forgiveness is the inheritance artifact of the first human country, only the emperors of the past generations can be in charge, once played, the voice of the emperor will attract the soul of the listener, inject the power of the human emperor, and urge it to break the shackles of the emperor, it has not been used for three thousand years, I don't know how much of the emperor's power is left in this artifact?"

The horn hovered above Xiao Yuan's head, constantly swallowing five-colored rainbow light. In the suddenness, Xiao Yuan's whole body was shocked, the pores opened, a trace of black gas escaped, and the god statue stepped out in one step, letting out a delicate sound.

In a trance, Lei Chuan felt that the sky within a radius of tens of thousands of miles instantly froze, and cracks burst out, collapsing at any time.

The statue of the king trembled nine times in a row, and after each tremor, the idol was more perfect, and finally, Xiao Yuan slowly opened his eyes, and the half-red and half-gray reincarnation disk appeared on the left hand of the idol, burning a purple-black flame, which was the fire that burned the soul.

Xiao Yuan's eyes burst out with a different color of divine light, as if piercing people's hearts, wisps of black flames emerged from his right hand, condensed into a long spear-shaped, the tip of the spear with a flame pattern, with a magic power that devoured light.

The king is the first to be!

"It's not over yet."

Lei Chuan's eyes narrowed slightly, it is inevitable to become the king, and the next step is to break the barrier of the emperor is the critical moment.

The horn of forgiveness of the soul continued to rotate, and behind the countless brilliance, Xiao Yuan's aura further climbed, and the statue of the king gradually faded, and finally turned into countless Changhong and merged into Xiao Yuan's limbs and hundreds of remains.

The statue of the god is the core condensation of the king's power, which is equivalent to the existence of the incarnation outside the body, and to promote the emperor is to completely integrate this idol into his own body, and shatter it into the endless void together with the deity, and sublimate it to the fullest, and merge into the heaven and earth.

I am the sky, the sky is me, I am the earth, the earth is me, I am nature, and nature is me. On the fourth level, the use of aura has reached the realm of all things, and the pursuit is to go back to the origin rather than the ultimate cultivation of a single attribute.

The above are the methods of imperial road cultivation that Lei Chuan knows from the human race classics, but the real imperial road cultivation is more mysterious, and it is far from being able to explain it in a few words.

Seeing that Xiao Yuan's soul and the strange fluctuations released by the horn of forgiveness overlapped almost perfectly, the heavens and the earth began to vibrate regularly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

It's like a huge heart beating.

Xiao Yuan's momentum is constantly rising, and he has soon reached the realm of Sifu Jun. At this moment, the saint suddenly spoke:

"It's not enough."

"The voice of the emperor is depleting, take out the imperial seal."

As soon as the words fell, there was a huge roar suddenly from outside the sky, the golden light roared, enveloping the sky, thousands of Ruicai spread out, in the halo, Lei Chuan saw a huge seal falling from the sky, the front is dotted with splendid rivers and mountains, and the four corners have the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the four divine beasts of Xuanwu suppress one side, and the reverse side is engraved with a line of quaint official text:

The Emperor of Man is here.