Without being attracted by the scenery in front of him, for Emperor Yu, he has never seen such a scene in front of him in the past thousand years, and he can't help but feel a little nostalgic. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Why, I don't want to leave?"

The old man found that Emperor Yu had stopped and looked around, admiring the scenery.

"Please continue to lead the way, the kid is rude. ”

Emperor Yu heard the old man speak, the nerve that was originally relaxed under the attraction of the scenery, immediately tensed, did not dare to reply slowly, continued to move forward, a large hall appeared in front of him, like a palace-like building, still as beautiful as the field in the picture, but people are not seen, when he walked to the foot of the main hall, the old man called the emperor to wait, but he walked in, the emperor knew that this was to confess, honestly stood outside motionless, for fear that his carelessness would make the mysterious figure unhappy, afraid that he would be able to beat himself between the hands of a corpse without remainingOut of one's wits.

A moment later, the old man floated out of the hall and came to the emperor.

"You go up and remember, don't use any aura or magic tricks, otherwise. ”

looked at Emperor Yu with a strange smile on his face, and disappeared.

After hearing the old man's words, Emperor Yu felt a cold breath, touched his arm, and walked up the steps, without the slightest effort, walked more than a dozen steps, but felt a breath suppressing his aura and body, more and more heavy, feeling more and more difficult step by step, the more he went up, the more powerless, the suppression of that breath gradually increased, and the aura was also loaded, and he walked more than a dozen steps, and the emperor who couldn't stand it, sat on the steps and rested, looking at the steps with a few steps, the more he couldn't walk anyway, it seemed to be close at hand, but it was as difficult as the end of the world, and the emperor who had been resting for a long time was ready to try again。

When he stepped out of his left foot, he felt that one mountain after another was pressing on his leg so that he could not lift it, and there was already a slight trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, overflowing between his teeth.

Even under such a difficult pressure, Emperor Yu is still trying to move forward, because he doesn't know what it means to retreat, but he will definitely die alone in this inaccessible place, there may be a glimmer of hope to move forward, driven by the mind, the muscles of the legs are constantly exploding, and a mouthful of blood is spitting out of his mouth, and he is still constantly lifting, with a loud shout, he feels relieved when he is ready to step down, without the slightest feeling, in exchange for the continuous replenishment of the surrounding aura, the repair of muscles, and the crackling sound of bones。

"Hey, this step is so magical, it seems that the strength has improved a lot. ”

Emperor Yu said to himself with joy and joy that he had gone through such a step to improve his strength.

"Well, it's not bad, at the beginning of the sixth stage of the Divine Disciple, he can be regarded as a real cultivator. ”

A voice came out from the main hall, which made the emperor wake up from his joy, he knew that this was really the so-called master talking to him, and said cautiously.

"Boy, thank you for your teaching. ”

Facing the hall arched his hand, he walked in, and saw the old man sitting in the hall, with white hair and beard, wearing a dragon robe, like a real dragon, sitting on the dragon chair of the double dragon playing with pearls, if you look closely, it is ten thousand dragon arch beads.

A fierce aura struck Emperor Yu from the dragon chair, and he looked at Emperor Yu with some displeasure in his eyes.

"Be bold, the people of the Wu clan dare to come to my mansion. ”

With a loud roar, the threat suppressed the emperor, and the emperor looked at the man with a frightened face, why did he know that he was a member of the witch clan.

"That's right, I'm a member of the Wu Clan, and if I want to kill or chop up, I'll be at my disposal. ”

Emperor Yu knew that he might be more than lucky, and he would die with dignity, so he replied indignantly.

"I should call you Houtu, or Emperor. ”

After hearing this, Emperor Yu was a little surprised, when did he know such a person, he had never been a thousand years ago, and he would be like this a thousand years later.

"The name is just a code name, don't talk nonsense, if you want to do it quickly. ”

"Haha, it seems that the last ancestor of the Wu clan has not died out, which is really rare. ”

The old man revoked the coercion, and laughter spread throughout the hall.

"I don't know who my predecessors are, how do you know my Dharma name. ”

"The old man, the first emperor of the dragon clan, Candle Jiuyin, I don't know if this name is familiar, twelve brothers. ”

For a few months, Emperor Yu every time he dreamed and saw that the eleven ancestors incarnated Pangu with his spirit, so that he could cultivate, this is the eternal pain in Emperor Yu's heart, when Candle Jiuyin said these three words, tears kept staying, these months, Emperor Yu kept moving forward for cultivation, but he thought that his relatives were leaving one by one, and only he could understand the sadness, when he heard the name of his relatives again, how could he not make Emperor Yu excited.