"Young man, you hand over the divine dragon that has been conceived for thousands of years in our Tang Kingdom, and in the future, the Tang Kingdom will have a throne for you!" The ethereal body affected the entire hall, as if it was close to the ears and far away in the sky.

A group of Wenchen who were originally looking for Ye Fan desperately turned their heads to look around, they were looking for the deity of this voice.

turned to the Tang Kingdom, which naturally belonged to his own people.

They want to know who is the person who dares to jump out now?

They are longing and worried.

However, they didn't have the ability to find out, so they could only follow Ye Fan's gaze and see the location in the center of the hall.

"Bump!" A gray-haired man burst out of the ground, wearing an old dragon robe.

His appearance directly stunned all the ministers, military ministers, and Emperor Longyi.

"Great-grandfather, are you ......" The emperor sitting on the dragon chair leaned forward, then stammered from the chair and shouted to the person who came out of the earth in front of him.

"Emperor Taishang, you are still alive!" And the Wenchen were old and tearful, they knelt on the ground one after another, and said to the white-haired man in front of them.

"No, he's not the emperor, he's the first emperor!" However, one of them was the most qualified, assisting two generations of emperors and ministers, he looked at the emperor in front of him and said.

Every emperor has a portrait of what they left behind in the world.

Obviously, this old minister has recognized the person in front of him.

As soon as his words fell, he was suddenly amazed at the commotion around him.

"A thousand years ago, the master of the academy helped me to dominate the country and laid the foundation for the hegemony of all generations; I was grateful to him at the time, but I was also afraid of him, and he could help me and help others! The old man in the old dragon robe said.

"So, I secretly built a cultivation ground under the palace to gather dragon qi, and faked my death to pass on to the child. The reason why I did this was that I hoped that I could cultivate with the help of the country's luck, and one day I could reach the level of cultivation of the Master. Now, I've finally done it. The gray-haired old man continued, and at the same time, the domineering aura on his body slowly changed to that of an ordinary old man.

It's like an old man basking in the sun with a chair in the streets and alleys.

Ye Fan only frowned at this thousand-year-old man who appeared.

"Qualitative change without distance, the highest realm, no moment!" The old man continued.

"Congratulations to the Ancestors!" The current emperor kneels directly in front of the ancestors, and he knows it. How lucky it is for the dynasty itself to have a powerful warrior.

"Congratulations to His Majesty the First Emperor! Congratulations to His Majesty! Now Tang Guo can finally not send people to snort. ”

The ministers looked up to the sky and sighed, and there was a kind of bitter and bitter stalk, and they congratulated and said.

There are emperors in the dynasty, just like there is heaven.

But now, it's too late.

"Ancestor, but our Tang Kingdom has already ......" The current emperor looked at the sky that was already full of blood and rain, and the country's fortunes were exhausted, and said sadly.

"Young man, spit out Tang Guolong's anger, I forgive your sins on behalf of Tang Guo! And, give away the glory and wealth of all generations. It's not easy for you to cultivate now to reach the pinnacle of no distance! It's not easy! The white-haired old man's gaze first looked at the withered scenery of the entire red glow sky, and then looked at the unyielding dragon soul that was swallowing the young man's belly.

Then he stretched out his palm and asked Ye Fan for a dragon.

This gesture is obviously irresistible.

"Our Tang Kingdom is really full of talents, with you, masters, and me! The three of us join forces to break through the Haotian that blocks the world, and we can conquer the world outside Haotian together and create a great cause together! The white-haired old man didn't move in the face of Ye Fan, and he couldn't spit out the dragon soul without it, and he didn't get angry.

Just like the kindness of the neighbor's grandfather, he continued to say to Ye Fan.

"Ancestor, he is Haotian!" However, the current emperor directly picked it up and pointed at Ye Fan and shouted.

It's just that when the emperor finished speaking, the Tang Dynasty ancestor shook his head obviously, and then pointed to the sky and said.

"No, he's not! Haotian is still in the sky, and I can feel her presence! ”

Then, he suddenly stared at the little girl not far behind Ye Fan, Sang Sang, with a puzzled expression.

"No, this female doll also has a wisp of Haotian breath on her body." The white-haired old man said to himself.

However, he was just curious about Haotian's affairs.

Because, after his kind of realm.

Haotian is just a bluff in reputation.

For him, a giant who has reached the realm of unreckoning, Haotian is helpless!

If the Master, he lived for 1,800 years, free and leisurely.

"Young man, how? You can't defeat me, and if you're here, you can still fight me for 300 rounds! But, alas! He can't get out now! The white-haired old man looked at Ye Fan's young face, and there was a look of pity for talent.

"Surrender to me, give me a wisp of your soul, and I will make you an expeditionary general, Marquis of Wanhu!" The white-haired old man continued.

But

"Huh...... It's rare that you've grown wings! Not easy, not easy! Ye Fan looked at the founder of the Tang Kingdom in front of him, this old man who had endured loneliness for thousands of years

In the same words, it is not easy to say sarcastically.

"Let me be your puppet, you can figure it out." Ye Fan said with a smile.

"Young man, I cherish giving you a chance! Don't miss your only chance to live! ”

"Old ant, you have been hiding underground for thousands of years of penance, I will mercifully give you a chance, take a few more breaths of fresh breath, otherwise you will have no chance soon!"

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, young man, if you don't want to, then die!"

The two talked about it and used force directly.

No moment pairs, no distance.

Obviously, Ye Fan was directly pressed and beaten, and the white-haired old man just waved his hands lightly and moved his old arms and legs.

And Ye Fan tried his best to block and save his life.

Such a scene is compared with the disaster that is about to destroy the country just now.

A group of military ministers shouted that God had opened his eyes and the first emperor was brave.

Some Wenchen were full of joy and pride in the tears of excitement.

It's just that the picture of dominating the upper hand did not last long.

The whole scene was violently flipped upside down.

Ye Fan, who was forced to fly high in the air, stretched out his palm and grabbed the air out of thin air.

As if he had caught something in the air.

For the first time, the First Emperor appeared vigilant.

It was obviously just blank air, but it deeply blocked the attack of the First Emperor.

"There is a sword between heaven and earth!" Ye Fan's voice was like a dream.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth were rolling, and all the winds were gathered in Ye Fan's hands.

All the light in the sky gathered in Ye Fan's hands, and the whole world suddenly fell into darkness.

"I have a sword that slashes the gods!"

(End of chapter)