In the 885,700 years of the Cangyun calendar, in a secret room in the southern suburbs of the imperial city, thirty-six seals were slowly opened, and the ancient atmosphere was coming.

Stacks of gleaming books were stacked in the secret room. The contemporary Cangyun Divine Emperor Xia Qi sat quietly on the stone chair in front of the bookshelf, and the prohibitions were opened all around. A copy of "Cangyun Record" awakens independently.

"Cangyun Record" records the only historical fact of Cangyun Kingdom for 880,000 years, and the unorthodox royal family cannot know why, please verify the bloodline" The grand voice of the instrument spirit came out.

Xia Qi's fingertips flashed, and the index finger of his right hand was inserted into his chest, and a wisp of blood in his heart quickly condensed into a ball of red blood. The blood ball passed through the forbidden spirit as if it were unhindered, the dim secret room shone brightly, and the sound of the machine sounded again.

"Cangyun calendar for a year, after the destruction of the world, all living beings withered, thousands of miles without staying. In order to survive, a generation of gods and emperors sensed the heavens and people, and sacrificed to the heavens in the southern suburbs of the land near the sky, and established a country with the sky.

Cangyun has lasted for 31,000 years, and the alien races have changed, and the six generations of god emperors have waved millions of monks, exterminated ninety percent of the alien races, and pacified the troubles...... Cangyun calendar 40,000 years of seven generations of gods and emperors tour the world, meet the supreme strong, Xu Xuan color altar, worship as a god teacher, his name Li Huacheng. ”

The mechanical voice suddenly became heavy, "Cangyun calendar 810,000 years, the sky descends the red heart, the yin and yang return to the yuan, and the national fortune is gone." At that time, the God Emperor sacrificed 3,000 babies with blood, and opened the Cangyun dragon vein to fight against the sky.

However, the way of heaven is strong and invincible. The divine master Li turned into a void to preach, continued the history of civilization, and formed the world with the realm of Hengyu to bless the common people. The people of the later generations were unsuccessful, and during the period of 50,000 years, the people of the world inherited their laws and lived forever in the world. ”

"The general recipe of the cultivation system with the most complete inheritance, the General Outline of Transformation, is included here. Correcting the path of cultivation can lead to the supreme realm. ”

"If you want to become an immortal, you must first gather the spirit. Build a road foundation, a thought of chaos and harmony. If Kaiyuan, it is the most thrilling to break and then stand. After the division of the Xuan, Yin and Yang open Tai Qi majestic. Participate in creation, and all things are born in the furnace of artificiality. Entering immortality, the treasure is solemn and immortal. Kill me and know the way, and no one has self. The avenue is at the top, and Hengyu lasts forever. Strange and dark, ten thousand bones withered. ”

The round tone sounded, and the mystery and mystery made people fall into an epiphany.

The machine spirit was stunned and said: "The divine master is not dead, in the ......" A force restricted the machine spirit, and finally did not tell the truth.

Xia Qi sighed, "Is there really no way, the divine master continues the road, and there is hope for immortality." However, due to the decline of the ancestral dragon's luck in the past dynasties, there are no immortals, so that the relatives are dominant, the villain is the country, and the external alien races are everywhere, poisoning the living beings. At such a time of internal and external difficulties, it would be great if my royal family also had strong people who had achieved cultivation!"

Xia Qi got up and walked out of the secret room in a flash, after all, he was in the Creation Realm, and he was not weak. However, he was only one step away from entering immortality, but this step became a moat.

On the three poles of the sun, Xia Qi's golden silk eight treasures are adorned, and the yellow robe is in danger. His Royal Highness and the others exchanged their heads and ears, ignoring the people in the palace.

"Hahaha" A wild laugh sounded, and before anyone heard it, His Highness was suddenly silent, and there was no more chaos.

"Guogong Tang Tian has seen the God Emperor", the person who came was about fifty years old, red like blood, and his face was gloomy. He greeted Xia Qi with a smile, but he didn't kneel or bow, just verbally.

He is Tang Tian, the father of Tang Xue, the Divine Empress of the Divine Emperor's Palace. Dressed in a purple shirt and embroidered with a five-clawed dragon, if you get closer, you can hear the dragon's roar.

"Give the seat," Xia Qi God Emperor commanded. His subordinate wrestlers brought a golden chair and stood on the right side of the Divine Emperor Dragon Chair, the technique was familiar, obviously not the first time it had done so.

Tang Tian smiled but did not speak, and the face of the Yin Owl was full of smiles. After a long time, he said: "Recently, I have been caught with a cold wind, and the west wind is strong on the right side, can I move to the left side to avoid the pain of wind disease?"

It seems to be an unintentional move, but it is something remarkable.

Guogong Tang Tian, three hundred years ago, he achieved immortality, and the monk's physique was already different from ordinary people, let alone an immortal person with an immortal body.

The people of Cangyun have been on the left since ancient times. That's what happened to the left and the left. What the national prince said is really a heart-wrenching word.

Xia Qi's face did not change, and he nodded and acquiesced in his behavior. Some of His Royal Highness's eyes flickered, and they had the urge to celebrate with a crown, and some people dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and secretly gritted their teeth. Such a clear position, and so ironic......

Behind the Divine Emperor, the old historian knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, the minister's history books today have been recorded, and Your Majesty wants to read it." Before the God Emperor could speak, Tang Tian said, "It's just a history book, why use Your Majesty to read it yourself, you can read it to everyone." ”

The old historian was ignorant and asked Xia Qi for instructions, but Xia Qi looked at him contradictory. If you read it, the anger of the prince will stain the court, and the historian will die, and if you don't read him, I am afraid that the throne will not be able to be kept after today. Looking at Xia Qi's contradictory gaze, the old historian spoke

"In the eighty-eighty-five thousand seven hundred years of the Cangyun calendar, the God Emperor opened the dynasty, and the thief Tang Tian rebelled against the divine and wanted to replace him. The traitors in the DPRK and China are cholera, and Qingliu dare not speak. Counting the Tang Tian Rebellion, it has been 300 years."

After finishing speaking, Tang Tian's face was as pale as water, quite gloomy. I don't know who started first, "Kill fake history, Qingjun ...... side" The voice is getting louder and louder. Someone in the dark breath soared and shot at the historian. The historian has always been a close person of the God Emperor, and he is not allowed to cultivate, how can he block this fierce blow.

The Divine Emperor brazenly made a move to block this mortal blow for the historian. Speaking of "In the temple, the law is taboo, it seems that some people are restless and want to stain the golden temple with blood." With the snap of his fingers, one of the people in the crowd fell, and Tang Tian's face became more and more gloomy. The dead are his advocates.

"He is guilty and someone will punish him, and it is not your turn to carry him out. The old historian kowtowed to Emperor Xia Qi and "confessed his guilt". Tang Tian ordered: "Come on, pull it down, hook the soul, and sink into the abyss of the Yellow Spring." ”

Two wrestlers stepped forward to "pull away the historian". "Since ancient times, historians are not afraid of death, and dare to take care of the sweat with Dan heart" The old historian cried, "Minister, I have been writing history for 60 years, and I can't write history for Cangyun in the future." The sound of mourning, the listener weeps.

Tang Tian smiled at the God Emperor and said: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, hoe traitorous ministers, Zheng Chaogang, there is one minister, who can be appointed as a historian."

After speaking, he pointed to His Highness casually. The person who was pointed forward with a smile, and said to the God Emperor: "Thank you for your grace", and thanked Tang Tian, "Thank you for the recommendation."

The God Emperor nodded and motioned for him to go down, for the God Emperor, today is a dividing point, a dividing point between the virtual and the real, and the right is about to change......

"Your Majesty, there is more than one old historian in the chaos of the DPRK and China, please order the relevant party members to be strictly investigated," Tang Tian said to the God Emperor in a domineering manner.

The purple gold dragon embroidered on his clothes deliberately ran under his wisps of power to crush the Xia Qi God Emperor.

The God Emperor was sitting on his lap, and the five-clawed golden dragon operated on its own, resisting the coercion, and said, "I have my own opinions." Tang Tian had nothing to say, sitting on the golden throne stupidly, and the murderous aura overflowed like nothing, making people tremble.

"Let's all step aside, I'm lonely" Dropping a cold sentence, Emperor Xia Qi walked out of the temple with the support of a group of gods.

Tang Tian looked at his back and snorted coldly, and sat on the throne of the God Emperor in front of everyone's eyes. "Sooner or later, one day, I will sit here, and you will be nothing but a lamb to the slaughter. The people in the audience walked out of the temple one after another.

At night, in the Yunmeng Palace, Emperor Xia Qi stroked Ye Yunmeng's bulging lower abdomen, and said softly: "The child will be born in a few days, I have checked, it is a boy." ”

Ye Yunmeng said sadly: "It's a pity that I was born at the wrong time, and the traitor messed up the country, otherwise I would be able to help Your Majesty share your worries." ”

"Don't be afraid, the reason why they dare to make trouble is nothing more than to cultivate high, and today I will also build a foundation for my royal heir. A cloud of red blood appeared in his hand.

"In the 810,000 years of the Cangyun calendar, the catastrophe is coming, the divine master sacrifices three thousand babies, and the luck god dragon fights the sky, and finally collapses the heavenly illusory. The blood flowed back, and three people survived the blood sacrifice. The bloodline contains a trace of my Cangyun's luck power and Heavenly Dao Phantom Fragments. These three people are my ancestors and are known as the Three Sages. ”

"The Three Sages contributed to the creation in their later years, but they failed to live forever after all. Sit together, work together to refine a body of holy blood, leave a last word There is the original heaven in the blood, if you are lucky enough to break the shackles, you will be able to surpass immortality. "God Emperor Xia Qi paused.

"Later, I checked all the history books and found that our current heaven is a divine master, and Hengyu is a cultivator who has turned ......" explained the source of the blood.

The Divine Emperor suddenly exerted his strength, slowly refining the blood mass, and the divine power was sucked into his abdomen, and there was a trace of unknown substance mixed in it.

"I hope you can help me when you grow up!", Xia Qi Divine Emperor wiped the sweat from his forehead, and smiled at Ye Yunmeng, the prince may have been born, no one can hear it, the fetus in the womb is muttering something quietly.

On the other side, Tang Tian sacrificed the crystal and communicated with his daughter Tang Xue: "The time is almost ripe, the future quasi-prince, hehe, will die."

Tang Xue looked at her father in a daze, and said, "Seven days later, Ye Mengyun is about to give birth, that damn person will definitely go to Yunmeng Palace, the divine master we have always been taboo may not exist." There are no worries about big things. ”

"Okay, well, after three hundred years of waiting, it's finally going to be done. I didn't expect an ethereal person to scare me for three hundred years, and this account will be recorded on Xia Qi'er's head."

"Birthday can also be a sacrifice day, the prince doesn't exist, the god emperor doesn't exist, so let you father and son go on the road together." Tang Tian said grimly, a look of pride on his face.

Turning his head, he glanced at the dark corner, "Seven days later, destroy the ancestral dragon luck, chase the Central Plains, and divide the world." ”

"Yes!" the figure flashed in the darkness, and in an instant it disappeared into the void.

The five major districts of Beihan, Nanze, Xichi, Dongyuan, the southern suburbs of the Imperial City, and the Cangyun region are surging, and there are often murderers who take advantage of the road.

In the sky, there are people who walk against the wind, which is amazing and regarded as immortals. In the southern suburbs of the imperial city, the border fortress within a radius of thousands of miles was sealed, and there was a supreme powerhouse to seal the entire area. It is difficult for people and animals to walk.

It is a web of conspiracy that silently envelops the ignorant.

When the clouds disperse and the storm comes, as far as the eye can see, it is like a bird that has eaten all of it and thrown into the forest, and the white land is really clean.

The crisis is approaching......