Legend has it that in the distant flood period, the gods declined, demons were rampant, the people were poor, and the world was in chaos. At this time, as long as you have a strong cultivation, you are the master of this world.

Back then, a pair of twin sisters of the Protoss who had cultivated to a high level were suddenly born, using strong means to strengthen the Protoss, recover the demons, and formulate laws and regulations for the world. In this way, the world slowly calmed down, and the world was grateful for their deeds and respected them as: Holy Emperor. - "The Turning of the Holy Emperor"

Temple.

Towering palaces stand among the clouds, with glazed tiles and white jade bricks, which are extremely exquisite and luxurious. In the palace, there is a faint sound of beautiful music, which is endless. The scent of flowers floating in the air is mesmerizing.

A woman in red leaned against a pear tree with a jar of wine, the wind blew gently, and the snow-white pear blossoms fell one after another, and also blew the woman's bright red dress. The interweaving of red and white contrasts a brightly colored picture.

A woman in a white dress walked slowly, her black hair was like a waterfall, Luo Pei whispered softly, and her eyes showed a delicate and cold face.

"Sister, you're drunk again." Jing Yang frowned.

"Yangyang, I'm not drunk. Hee-hee. Jing Wan raised his head, his drunken eyes were hazy, his face was red, and his face was more and more delicate and flamboyant.

Jing Yang shook his head helplessly, and suddenly a fiery red feather on Jing Wan's waist emitted a soft light. Jing Wan raised her eyebrows, for thousands of years, she almost forgot about it.

Back then, Jingyang Jingyun rectified the Protoss, and inevitably lost many enemies, and their cultivation at that time was not as strong as it is now, in a battle with the demons, Jingyun was plotted by someone and fell into the mortal world.

A mortal woman rescued her and hid her in the mountains, hiding her from the demons. In order to repay her kindness, before leaving, Jing Wan gave her a piece of phoenix feather, and when she had something, she or her descendants could drip the essence blood on it, and she could help her unconditionally.

The feather had not moved for thousands of years, but it flashed at this time. Jing Wan got up and said, "Yangyang, I'm going to the mortal world." ”

Jing Yang narrowed his eyes and said, "You are drunk today, go again tomorrow." ”

Jing Wan waved his hand and said, "It's okay, there are few people in this world who can hurt me." ”

Jing Yang looked at her helplessly, she wasn't really worried about her safety, but when Jing Wan was drunk, she usually didn't look abnormal, but she would do some stupid things.

Jing Wan flew towards Fan Xiantai, and frowned when he saw two forks in the road on the way, Fan Xiantai seemed to be in... Left?

As we get closer to Van Sendai, the surrounding buildings become more and more sparse. Occasionally, the divine envoy who passed by saluted Jing Wan: "Long Saint Emperor." ”

Jing Wan bowed his head slightly and continued to fly forward.

The two divine envoys talked softly: "What do you say the Holy Emperor is doing on the Divine Altar?"

"The matter of the Holy Emperor is really not something we can imagine."

Jing Wan came to the "Fan Xiantai", and the white altar exuded a faint oppression.

Jing Wan was a little strange: "Although Fanxiantai is not lively on weekdays, there are always a few gods, why is there no god today?" ”

"That's it." Jing Wan walked to the Zhushen Platform, jumped over, and jumped down. A snow-white snow fox in the space suddenly flew out and said anxiously: "Wait a minute, this is the Zhushen Terrace!" ”

Jing Wan's eyes widened: "Why didn't you say it earlier!" Jing Wan struggled to fly out of the Zhushen Terrace, but it was too late, and the raging power in the Zhushen Platform dragged her down. Jing Wan could only try his best to fall in the direction guided by the Phoenix Feather.