Standing up and looking out the window, Wang Bin sighed in his heart.

"In the long history, the ancient emperor of the past was attributed to the human race, but who remembers him, probably only that old crane remembers. What a sorrow it is for a plum wife and a crane! ”

Wang Bin sighed.

Some emperors, whose popularity is too poor, have no wife, no apprentices, no friends, typical three-no-no, have too withdrawn personalities, and would rather get along with pets than people.

At least, you are good to your pet, and your pet remembers you well; But if you are good to humans, humans may not remember your goodness.

"Where am I going?"

Wang Bin sighed: "Heaven and earth are so big, where is my home!" My mother started Yaochi, but it was too long since my mother's death, and I couldn't find a trace there. Besides, what should I say when I get there, that I am the emperor's son, that I am the son of the Queen Mother of the West......"

Endless loneliness, surging in my heart, just want to say, but can't say!

The world is so big, all of them are lonely!

"The Emperor of Chaos, he is a generation of emperors, powerful and terrifying, and now he is going to his grave to pay his respects!"

Sensing the aura of those two brothers, Wang Bin got up and left!

The tomb of the emperor is so dangerous, the monks who can't reach the Taoist palace are simply looking for death when they go in; Even if there is a saint cultivator, if you go in, you will die a life. This time I went to the tomb of the Ancient Emperor, not to find all kinds of treasures, but to hang this emperor!

…………

The void flickered, and one by one the monks flew and landed in front of a large mountain.

This big mountain looks ordinary, the aura is thin, and there is no unique feng shui pattern, in the words of the source heavenly master, this is not a good cemetery. It's just that many monks have come, as the so-called people die for money, birds die for food!

Some Terran monks came first, and their cultivation was the strongest, but they were only in the realm of kings.

Just a moment later, another group of demon cultivators came, led by a fox demon, with a graceful figure and outstanding appearance, but there were three fox tails behind him.

"Qingxu, you're here! If you count the time, you shouldn't have seen each other for thirty-five years! ”

The White Fox King said.

"White Fox King, I haven't seen you for thirty-five years. You're even more beautiful! Qingxu Lao Dao said.

At this time, a demon king appeared in the void, it was the Dapeng Demon, with golden hair on his head, a powerful aura, and a terrifying aura.

"King Roc, you're here!"

The White Fox King smiled and stood beside the King of the Great Peng, eyeing him fiercely.

Qingxu Lao Dao frowned, full of jealousy.

Fortunately, a moment later, there was another king of the human race, who was the head of the Ziyang faction and a member of the Ziyang Dao.

Immediately, it became two to two.

The king of the human race confronted each other with the king of the demon race, and finally decided to join forces to open the tomb of the Great Emperor.

At this time, the four kings joined hands to depict the Dao pattern and began to open the tomb of the Great Emperor.

Boom Boom!

After a long time, the moonlight flickered, the earth trembled, the void twisted, and I saw a tomb gate appear, and at the door was a tombstone that read: Tomb of the Ancients.

At the door, two spears nailed two corpses, one corpse was the corpse of the strong man of the Silver Blood Clan, and the other corpse was the corpse of the strong man of the Stone Clan. Those two corpses exuded a terrifying aura that seemed to be eternal, divine and powerful, full of holy path laws, and extremely powerful.

Although it was only two corpses, it exuded a terrifying aura, and everyone present only felt a burst of depression, like ants, flashing with horror.

"This is the corpse of the primeval royal saint......"

In the distance, Wang Bin looked at this corpse and sighed leisurely: "The Ancient Emperor of Chaos, the chaos of an ancient emperor, the end of the ancient royal family's monopoly on the emperor, the opening of the ancient era, the heaviest killing, too many ancient royal saints who died in his hands......"

"It's just that I don't know if it's a real tomb or a fake tomb. Let's hope it's a fake tomb! ”

Emperors of the mortal world, and many fake cemeteries; And the Great Emperor is strong, standing at the top of the universe, and the number of fake tombs is even more.

Of course, in the fake tombs, there are a lot of treasures, and the risks are relatively small.

If you enter the real tomb, it is extremely dangerous!

When King Dapeng saw the two corpses hanging in front of the tomb of the Great Emperor, his eyes kept going, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "What a strong sense of oppression. It was the corpse of the primeval royal saint! The corpses of these two saint-level powerhouses, as long as I get my hands on them, they will be a huge fortune!! ”

Saint-level powerhouses, each of which is earth-shattering and incomparably great, supports the existence of a race, and can establish a holy land.

Without the suppression of the strong saints, it is not qualified to become a holy place at all.

The king is powerful, but he can only move on the ancient stars, and only when he reaches the realm of saints can he cross the starry sky and cross the horizon.

Even in the era of the suppression of the emperor's powerhouse, the saint can be regarded as the top combat power.

The corpse of the saint powerhouse contains a huge amount of energy, as well as the law of the holy path, which is extremely precious. If their bones are used to refine magic weapons, they can be refined into saint-level magic weapons, and they can suppress the luck of a great sect.

The corpse of any saint-level powerhouse is extremely precious!

Qingxu Lao Dao, Ziyang Zhenren, White Fox King, Dapeng King, etc., the four kings looked at the two ancient royal saint-level corpses, and a flash of greed flashed in their eyes.

"Mother, be careful, this is the tomb of the Great Emperor!"

Suddenly, a fox princess's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light, and she reminded softly.

"If it's the other emperors, the Ancient Emperor is the weakest emperor, and he took shit luck and became the emperor!"

"The Ancient Emperor of Chaos, it's just the Emperor of Waste Firewood!"

"The saint he killed is also a waste wood saint!"

"That's right, they were killed by waste wood, which proves that these two primeval royal saints are just asking for their appearance, just flowers in the greenhouse!"

The four kings spoke, their eyes full of disdain.

They are kings, and along the way, they have won more and lost less; Like this emperor, he always loses battles and doesn't know how to become an emperor.

"But you still can't underestimate it!"

At this time, a Taoist priest reminded.

In the two columns at the entrance of the tomb of the Great Emperor, two lines of words are engraved, one side reads Those who follow me prosper, and the other side says Those who oppose me die!

These fonts exuded a terrifying aura, and with the two saint-level powerhouses who were nailed to the entrance of the spear, an eerie ghostly aura immediately came out from the tomb of the Great Emperor. Suddenly, the four kings no longer felt excited, and a solemn look flashed in their eyes, and they had a headache.

Even if it is the Great Emperor of Waste Firewood, he is also a strong emperor, and it is easy to kill them.

In the tomb of the emperor, I am afraid that there are many dangers and murderous opportunities.

Along the way, the emperors and strong men trampled on the bones of countless kings, and finally ascended to the throne. There is no emperor who is a soft-hearted person, and he is a ruthless and decisive person.

Their tombs will not be kind enough to send resources and warmth to their descendants, but they will have endless killing opportunities and kill people mercilessly.