The Emperor, the Emperor!

Ding Ling listened to these two words clearly spit out from Mingyue's mouth, and he was shocked beyond measure.

Throughout the ages, who have been the kings who can be called emperors?

Is it the Jade Emperor, or the Arctic crape myrtle, or the Antarctic Immortal Emperor?

As for what Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Kangxi and the like are staged on TV...... Not in Ding Ling's consideration at all!

Although he had been dead for an unknown number of years, Ding Ling still felt that the statue-like old man was still staring at him. Seeing Mingyue kneeling and sobbing, he couldn't help but hold Mingyue's little hand and asked softly, "Mingyue, who is this." ”

Mingyue replied to him with only two words: "Emperor." ”

"I know...... The question is, which emperor?

"Emperor Xuanyuan. ”

As if being hit by a bolt of lightning, Ding Ling's head slammed, and he suddenly felt that his IQ had instantly become an idiot.

Rao knew that Mingyue was already too weak at the moment, but Ding Ling still couldn't help but hold Mingyue's hand hard, he turned her around tremblingly, stared at her teary eyes and asked, "You...... What do you say? Xuan ...... Emperor Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor?"

Mingyue nodded slowly.

Ding Ling's whole body strength seemed to be drained, and he also fell to his knees weakly.

If this is what kind of Jade Emperor, Ziwei Emperor, he really won't have much respect. To be honest, these mythical and legendary Immortal Emperors are too far away from him, and even if he really sees them, he won't be too excited.

But the ...... in front of him He is not an ordinary emperor, he is the ancestor of the entire Chinese nation! The descendants of Yan and Huang, the descendants of Yan and Huang, although the title of Emperor Yan is in the front, everyone knows the story of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor fighting Chiyou, and everyone knows that the Yellow Emperor is the head of the five emperors!

Therefore, in the face of the ancestors of the entire Chinese civilization, he had no reason not to kneel, and he did not dare not kneel.

"Uncle Yellow Emperor...... How can your old man be imprisoned here! Are those prisoners outside your old man's subordinates? After the wind, are there any powerful shepherds? And Chang Xian?"

After Ding Ling knelt down, he was like a descendant who went to the grave for his ancestors, chattering in a trembling voice.

It's a pity that Emperor Xuanyuan didn't have any answer. Of course, how do the dead answer?

After crying for a while, Ding Ling felt that Mingyue's palms were getting colder and colder, he quickly hugged her in his arms, and then comforted her softly: "Okay Mingyue, go down to the Tree of Destiny." ”

"Well, look at ...... Can you bury the Emperor? ”

"Well, it's okay, I'll figure it out. However......" Ding Ling's IQ finally returned to normal after Mingyue returned to the Tree of Destiny, and he suddenly thought of a very important question: "But Mingyue, how do you know that this is the Yellow Emperor......?" What do you have to do with it?"

Who knew that Mingyue just shook her head vigorously: "I don't know, Ding Ling...... I just recognized him all of a sudden, and then suddenly I was sad. ”

Seeing that Mingyue was still sad, Ding Ling didn't ask any more, he stood up and summoned out the fish intestines, ready to try to see if he could cut through these iron railings.

However, the results of the attempt disappointed him. These iron railings, which don't seem to be anything special, can't even be cut through a divine weapon like fish intestines! But after thinking about it, he figured it out, fish intestines are brave swords, mainly because the sword body contains a momentum of courage, which really has nothing to do with sharpness.

Moreover, since this cell is to imprison a big man of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's level, it is the emperor of the entire world! It must be quite reliable in terms of security.

At this time, Mingyue reminded him that he could go to the prison center to see if there was a mechanism to control zhì. Because Ding Ling looked left and right, there was not even a door in this cell, let alone a key.

Back in the center of the prison hall, Ding Ling really found a large gossip pattern on the altar in the middle.

Following Mingyue's prompt, he tried to infuse spiritual power into it.

I saw that with the passage of spiritual power, the door of one of the cells on the side of it opened instantly.

Ding Ling, who had found the trick, kept trying, and after opening and closing countless cells, he finally heard a crunch in the distance.

Flying back to Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's prison room, Ding Ling saw that the huge iron fence outside had retracted to the ground.

After kneeling to the Chinese ancestor three times again, Ding Ling prepared to lay down the Yellow Emperor's body and then carry his back outside to dig a tomb. However, just when his hand touched the body of the Yellow Emperor, the body of the Yellow Emperor was like sand blown by the wind, turning into dust the moment it was touched.

"Damn!" Ding Ling was annoyed and angry...... I would have known that I wouldn't touch it. Otherwise, it would be better to take a picture first! This is the real ancestor!

Just when he thought that everything was dusty and dusty, where the Yellow Emperor was standing, a golden ancient long sword appeared in front of him.

Ding Ling was shocked in his heart, he first used his divine sense to probe, and only after finding that there was no mistake did he slowly stretch out his hand, just lightly forced, and then pulled out the sword.

I saw that the sword was about one meter long, the sword body was about two inches wide, one side of the sword body was engraved with strange patterns, and the other side was engraved with circles.

Ding Ling suppressed the joy in his heart, he probably guessed the origin of this sword, but he still couldn't help but ask, "What kind of mess is this?"

"There are two sides of the sword body, one side is the mountains and rivers, and the other side is the sun, moon and stars. Mingyue's voice was tired and weak: "Ding Ling, this is ...... Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Sword. ”

Rao is Ding Ling was already mentally prepared, but after being confirmed by Mingyue, he still couldn't help but be excited!

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor Sword, the most powerful ancient divine weapon in the legend - and the only supreme divine weapon in the legend that can compete with the top magic weapons of the ancient immortals.

This is the sword of the royal road that condenses the power of the entire human world!

There are countless legends about this sword, and even some have become myths. Ding Ling didn't expect that this sword had been hidden in Emperor Xuanyuan's body all along, and he had been standing quietly in this dark cell with Emperor Xuanyuan.

If it weren't for Ding Ling's accidental fall, I don't know how long it would take for this sword to see the light of day again.

Or, if it weren't for Mingyue being able to recognize that this old man who was dead and still standing all the time was Emperor Xuanyuan, who would have thought of burying him?!

Ding Ling took a deep breath, he crossed the spiritual power into the Xuanyuan sword, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, there was no news, and this sword didn't feel the spiritual power at all, just like the ordinary weapons outside, it seemed to have been extinguished.

Seeing Ding Ling pay attention to the Xuanyuan Sword, Mingyue sighed softly.

"Ding Ling, don't you think about it first, why Emperor Xuanyuan is imprisoned here...... And die? Don't you want to think about why there's such a tragic battlefield out there?"

When Ding Ling heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

Yes, although he was still crying at first, he didn't think much of it, and now he ...... Since he inherited the Xuanyuan Sword, then he can't help but think about it too much!

The Yellow Emperor, how could he be trapped here! Who was trapped here? Was the battle outside a war between the people who came to rescue him and the guards?