"No matter who it is, no matter who it is, it is not allowed to dispatch a master of the Martial Emperor level, nor is it allowed to have a Martial Emperor in this plane. If there is a battle, the two sides are not allowed to send Emperor Wu down, and whoever takes the sky will be whom, but the agreement will continue to be fulfilled. ”

Xiao Chen couldn't help but laugh dumbly after hearing this, when he was still in the Demon Beast Forest of Mohe City, only in the realm of martial artists, he still had certain illusions about the protection of the Three Holy Lands.

It's really naïve to think about it now, what a demon calamity, but the big people on both sides have agreed on a trick, and all beings are at the mercy of others like chess pieces.

Only by mastering absolute strength and jumping out of this chess game can we be qualified to hold our own destiny and see the essence of this world.

"But the Martial God Palace and the Demon Realm, why did they reach this agreement, I don't know, it involves the allusion to the fall of the Dragon Gate 10,000 years ago. ”

Feng Lao continued, obviously saying this, he didn't know that Xiao Chen had already recognized his identity as a descendant of the Blue Emperor in Kunlun.

Xiao Chen smiled, didn't catch the topic, got up and said, "Thank you Elder Feng for your hospitality, I plan to go to the Heavenly Emperor's Tomb, so I'll leave first!"

Feng Lao was not surprised by this, and he was absolutely assured of Xiao Chen's strength, now that the Firmament Martial Emperor was not out, he really couldn't think of a few people who could stop him.

"Hehe, then I won't send it, if it weren't for the sect, the old man would also want to see this excitement. ”

Out of Haotian Sect, Xiao Chen cast a thunder dragon step, and stepped out in one step, and the space was instantly not torn apart. Compared to the spatial structure of the Kunlun Realm, the Firmament Realm was like a piece of paper, and Xiao Chen suddenly fell into the void.

The whole person is in the space, moving forward like a lightning, cracking a gap from time to time to see where he is going.

In just two hours, Xiao Chen crossed directly to the sky above Qianlong Lake in the deserted city, and the unhindered advance speed in the void was amazingly fast.

Thundered!

The scene in front of me is a little scary, in the sky above Qianlong Lake, there are thousands of miles of black thunderclouds, and bucket-thick thunder and lightning are falling wildly towards Qianlong Lake.

The waves rolled, the heavens and the earth changed color, the void was easily torn apart by this thunder and lightning, the lake splashed everywhere, and the originally smooth lake surface was ravaged miserably.

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, looking at the falling thunder and lightning, if this fell on him, he would be a little unbearable, it seems that this Ice Jiaolong is really a bit fierce and auspicious this time.

With a flash of brilliance, Xiao Chen fell directly into the water of the last lake, avoiding the thunder and lightning, and fell towards the tomb of the Heavenly Emperor below.

When he fell into the middle of the lake, a man on the shore with a long sword on his back and wearing a Heavenly Martial Emperor robe showed a look of surprise and muttered, why did he come back at this time.

There is no cave in the world below the water, Xiao Chen stopped in the sky, did not rush to the ground, only to see the thunder one after another, escaping into the cold pool next to the tomb of the Heavenly Emperor.

The terrible and old roar came out from inside, and the eardrums trembled, and my heart felt a sense of sadness for no reason.

This is not like a peerless powerhouse competing with the sky, with endless sharpness and heroism, but more of an old man who has lived for a long time, lingering and telling the last unwillingness in his heart.

In that voice, there is an indescribable obsession, an inexplicable sadness, and a moving emotion, which is incomprehensible unless it is a confidant.

There is reincarnation in the world, no matter what kind of creature you are, how strong you are, you will not escape a dead word in the end.

The way of heaven is like a sword, hanging above the heads of the vast beings, and no one can smash the sword with a fist.

It seems that what Elder Feng said is right, this Ice Jiaolong has lived for too long, and it has been more than 20,000 years since the first establishment of the Tianwu Emperor Dynasty.

The luck has been exhausted, and it is almost impossible to become a true dragon of ice at this time.

Looking ahead, at the end of the line of sight, there were many figures, all of them with excited looks in their eyes, obviously they also knew.

This old dragon, who has been here for an unknown amount of time, has made many people with bad intentions all return home, and today is finally going to return to the west.

What kind of secret is hidden in the cemetery of the first Tianwu Emperor is finally about to be revealed.

Regarding the tomb of the first Tianwu Emperor, Xiao Chen, like these people, was curious and tight, with infinite expectations in his heart.

But when I came here, I heard the mournful roar of the old dragon, and I was moved by life for no reason. The meaning is that if you are not a confidant, you can't understand it.

Xiao Chen didn't know if he was a confidant, but he understood that there was a kind of helplessness contained in this mournful roar.

What helplessness?

It was an agreement with the original Emperor Tianwu, and he couldn't complete it, and he felt helpless. It is to see through everything in the world, standing on the top of this firmament, but in the end it is still difficult to escape the helplessness of death.

I still have an obsession, inextricably linked, I can't let go, I can't let go of the tomb of the first Tianwu Emperor.

Nao, no, helpless!

The rumbling thunder turned into hideous lightning, cutting through the sky, tearing the void, and mercilessly falling into the cold pool.

Looking up into the distance, there were dozens of martial saints standing on that side, and the expressions on their faces were all excited to the extreme, jumping tightly, and they didn't dare to kick a word.

Xiao Chen's gaze swirled back and forth between Hantan and the distance, shaking his head slightly, his body disappeared backwards little by little, and he lost interest in this Heavenly Emperor's tomb for no reason.

I really don't want to blaspheme, an old dragon, an obsession that has guarded for 20,000 years.

Just as he quietly disappeared and just entered the lake, hundreds of purple lightning bolts came together and turned into a golden bolt of lightning.

It was as straight as a javelin, coming from the sky, and before it hit the ground, the whole space trembled violently.

Countless pitch-black cracks, from where the thunder fell, spread out in all directions like spider webs, and the entire space seemed to be shattered.

Click, click, click, cracks were like tentacles, stretching out to Xiao Chen, blocked by an invisible force, unable to advance a bit.

"This old dragon, it's over!"

Without looking at the terrifying crack in front of him, Xiao Chen looked at Hantan and sighed softly.

Rumble!

The golden thunder light disappeared into the cold pool in an instant, the fierce roar came to an abrupt end, and the Qianlong Lake finally returned to calm, and in the silence, there was a great destruction quietly happening.

After a while, the cold pool blew out green brilliance, as beautiful as fireflies in summer.

The light fell to the ground, and on the desolate land next to the tomb of the Heavenly Emperor, flowers and plants with green shadows suddenly grew. This barren land, suddenly, is full of life.

The old dragon is dead, and its long life essence is rapidly dissipating, allowing everyone to see a miraculous picture.

The flowers and plants on the ground grow wildly, and in this deep place, a large world full of aura and flowers and plants grows.

In the midst of everyone's amazement at this wonder, in the cold pool, a dragon pillar floated out, brilliant as the sun, and the eyes of the piercing people hurt for a while.

Around the tomb of the Heavenly Emperor, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they felt a force that destroyed the world and seemed to blow up the entire deserted city into ruins.

"It's not good, this old dragon is not restless when he is dying, it wants to blow up the entire deserted city and completely bury the curtain of heaven and earth. ”

"It's over, I can't escape, the surrounding space is blocked by this energy, and I can't get out at all. ”

The martial saints who took off one by one ran into a wall and returned, and now they were really anxious, their faces were like ashes, and endless despair welled up in their hearts.

But after waiting for a while, I found that the dragon ball mysteriously disappeared, and the energy that blocked the space also disappeared invisibly.

"I was startled, it turned out to be a false shot. ”

"I'll just say, this old dragon was struck half dead by lightning, where can he still have the strength to play this trick. ”

The Quartet Martial Saint breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and his eyes once again looked at the tomb of the Heavenly Emperor, and the despair on his face was gone, replaced by endless fanaticism.

Whoosh!

The figure flickered, and one by one they rushed towards the Heavenly Emperor Curtain, but just when a group of people were about to come to the vicinity of the Heavenly Emperor's tomb.

Thunder flickered, and a white figure, suddenly, hung above the tomb.

"Everyone, please go back, this Heavenly Emperor's Tomb is not something you can open. ”

The white figure that suddenly appeared surprised everyone, the number of martial saints in the Firmament Realm is limited, and everyone will know each other in this circle.

Even if you don't know each other, at least you've heard of the other party's name, so you won't be completely ignorant, but you've never heard of such a young martial saint popping up somewhere, and your cultivation is still unfathomable.

"Where is the little friend from, can you report your name? ”

The head of the Li family, the head of the eight great families of the Jin Kingdom, looked at Xiao Chen and asked.

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, but for more than two years, he couldn't even recognize himself, which was strange.

In fact, he didn't know that in the Kunlun Realm for more than two years, what had changed was not Xiao Chen's appearance, but his temperament had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The white-robed swordsman in the Firmament Realm is low-key and restrained, hiding his edge, calm on the outside, and proud on the inside.

At this moment, Xiao Chen is sharp and wanton, and he has the blood of an emperor and overlord. Invisibly, affecting his momentum, at a glance, it is like a peerless sword, brilliant and dazzling.

The appearance is unmatched, but the heart is as calm as water, and there is a big change from before, plus many people have not seen him in person, so it is normal not to recognize him.

Only the head of the Bai family and Sima Hong, the head of the Sima family, looked suspicious in their eyes, and felt a little familiar.

But he was never able to connect Xiao Chen, whose temperament had changed greatly, with the white-robed swordsman in the past. And I don't want to believe that in just two years, a Martial Emperor can transform into a Martial Saint, and it's too amazing to say it.

Xiao Chen smiled slightly, looked at the dozens of martial saints in front of him, and said: "My surname is Xiao, my name is Chen, Caotou Xiao, Rizi Chen, you should have heard my name." ”

"I remember some people, but they have also fought with me personally, why, but after more than two years, have you forgotten the existence of someone Xiao?"