The vast and boundless continent hangs in the sky, and it has not fallen for a long time by the Feather Emperor with the protection of the Gaishi Cultivation, which is really like a heavenly palace immortal, which makes the creatures of the Beidou Clan sincerely awe.

Obviously, it hangs above Zhongzhou, not just to show the supreme majesty of a generation of emperors, and when a suitable place is found, it will eventually descend.

At the same time, the Five Domains of the Big Dipper, the helmsmen of many big forces, are keenly aware of something.

The Divine City of Kunlun occupies the ancestral cave of the Dragon Court in Zhongzhou and the source of the spiritual veins of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

If the Emperor of Yuhua really wanted to establish the Divine Dynasty in Zhongzhou, this place should be the best choice for the capital of the Divine Dynasty.

Now that everyone can see it, the Kunlun Sect's understanding of its own situation is naturally extremely clear.

At this moment, the shortcomings of Kunlun, the mother of the human race, have also been revealed.

Although he is in charge of a godless soldier, he has not given birth to an emperor, and lacks all kinds of backgrounds to match.

Perhaps, on weekdays, Kunlun relies on imperial soldiers to deter many great enemies, but in the face of the enlightened people in the world, there is something lacking after all.

Of course, this does not mean that many royal families and ancient sects that have gone through the extreme supreme realm can compete with the current emperor.

Rather, as beings of the same level, enlightened beings in the current world tend to give each other a certain amount of respect for their lineage.

At the same time, this is also a tacit consensus among many extremist forces.

Now, the Feather Emperor is in Zhongzhou, faintly majestic Kunlun, and other forces are naturally happy to see it.

Even the forces that are friendly with Kunlun, such as the Eastern Imperial Palace and the Crossing of the Divine Dao, are powerless in front of the enlightened people in the world.

Finally, the fairy light avenue is in the sky, Wandao Ruicai is steaming, the divine light is full of sky, and a generation of supreme emperors came to Kunlun Ancient Religion in person.

Just when everyone was looking forward to seeing the lonely scene of Kunlun, the Feather Emperor was standing in the forbidden land of Kunlun, looking at the Kunlun mirror in his palm with burning eyes.

On his majestic and clumsy face, there was an extraordinarily solemn expression.

Sure enough, it's weird!

In the eyes of the Feathered Emperor, there were mysterious and complex runes flickering, as if they could see all the secrets.

What bathed in millions of years of human faith and mind, and evolved into an imperial soldier, it's all nonsense!

The Emperor of Feather Hua saw clearly, and in the Kunlun Divine Mirror, there were mysterious and mysterious Dao marks, flowing to the supreme Dao rhyme.

Even when he looks at it now, he feels that his mouth has suddenly opened up.

Obviously, the Kunlun Emperor Mirror is by no means natural, but a certain supreme being made a move and cast it into a Great Dao Divine Weapon.

And the realm cultivation of the person who made the move is far above that of the ordinary emperor, and he must be one of the strongest people in the ancient history of cultivation.

The Kunlun Sect is a migration from outside the territory at the end of the myth, combined with the era when the Kunlun Mirror turned into an imperial soldier, the true identity of the person behind the curtain is about to come out, and it is very likely to be the Yuan Emperor!

After figuring out this trick, the Feather Emperor only felt like a thorn in his back, as if there was a pair of eyes in the immortal mountain that were firmly staring at him.

Although it is not clear what the Yuan Emperor has planned, since he is willing to cast imperial soldiers for Kunlun, it is enough to show that the Yuan Emperor attaches great importance to Kunlun and does not dare to act rashly.

You don't see, even after Amitabha Buddha visited Kunlun in the past, he chose to avoid his edge and went away to the Western Desert to establish a religion.

Although the Feather Emperor was not weaker than the other Extreme Dao Supremes, he was sincerely in awe of the Yuan Emperor.

With a decision in his heart, the Feather Emperor Xuan put down the Kunlun Mirror and left Kunlun Divine City directly.

In the Five Domains of the Big Dipper, all the major forces have the existence of saints and above and rushed to the vicinity of Kunlun.

Everyone originally came to see Kunlun's jokes, but unexpectedly, they saw a fairy light in the sky, and the extreme emperor was mighty.

At the same time, the reprimand of the Feather Emperor came:

"The avenue is open, and the monks of our generation should also have a clear heart."

The emperor was angry, the heavens and the earth were shaken, the ghosts and gods were shocked, the laws of the heavens surrendered, and the avenue wailed.

Hearing this, everyone trembled, their hearts couldn't help but shake, and then they looked panicked, and bowed respectfully:

"Respect the Emperor

Teachings."

At the same time, everyone felt extremely ashamed.

Yes, as a generation of emperors, with all things in mind, how could the Feather Emperor come to Kunlun this time to occupy the immortal land?

Sure enough, the Feather Emperor then descended to the location of several ancestral dragon dens in Zhongzhou, and after careful observation, he finally deduced a place where the supreme dragon veins converged.

The Feather God swirled towards him, even if he slowly fell from the sky above Beidou.

"Boom!"

In the depths of the earth, there was a long chant of the true dragon, and the earth dragon turned over, making countless creatures in Zhongzhou think that the end was coming.

Fortunately, the Feather Emperor had been prepared for this for a long time, and the earth's leylines were connected one after another, and they soon merged into one, as if they had been located here since ancient times, and the heavens and the earth returned to peace.

Since then, a great god dynasty has stood on the land of Beidou Zhongzhou, starting its glorious and splendid rule.

For a long time after that, the Emperor Yuhua lived in seclusion in the Divine Dynasty, enlightened and cultivated, and rarely manifested in the world.

In the depths of the Feather God Dynasty, countless temples stand, the fairy light is gorgeous, the color is steaming, sacred and peaceful.

Among the most majestic temples, there is the sound of the sky on the avenue, and the distant sound of chanting is heard.

The Feather Emperor sat in the center of the hall and practiced enlightenment.

There was an ancient weapon in his palm, which was not his Extreme Dao Emperor Soldier, but the ancient artifact revealed a faint immortal aura, far above the Extreme Dao.

This is a mutilated green copper tripod, its volume is probably less than one-third of the original, the fracture is dim, and occasionally the law fairy chain flickers.

The incomplete Ding Wall is inscribed with all kinds of complicated patterns, and as for the starry sky and all the spirits, they have all become blurred.

However, it was such a mutilated "waste weapon", but the Feather Emperor attached great importance to it, even above his own Dao soldiers.

Because, this thing is the immortal weapon refined by the mythical emperor in the past, and the immortal tripod of the ancient heavenly court.

As rumored in the outside world, the ancestor of the Feather God Dynasty was a descendant of the Ancient Heavenly Court, so he naturally knew the importance of this tripod on the road to becoming an immortal.

"Really, is it hard to fix?" The Feather Emperor looked at the green copper tripod in his hand, and it took a long time for a sigh to come.

If you look closely, the green copper tripod is not only incomplete, but even the third in front of you is also made up of many fragments.

If it weren't for the Feather Emperor's suppression with supreme cultivation, it might have collapsed at any time.

The eyes of the Feather Emperor flashed with brilliance, and he immediately made up his mind, turning into a dream bubble and dissipating invisible.

Earth, Kunlun.

This is a vast and primitive world.

The mountains are majestic, majestic and magnificent, as vast as the starry sky.

As far as the eye can see, there are countless dragons staggered, with different postures, all of them taking off, as if they are about to disappear into the fairy realm in the next moment.

And in the center of the dragon vein of Wanshan Mountain, there is a towering sacred mountain, surrounded by starlight and chaos, fairy light spraying, Shenxia steaming, it is really a thousand weather.

The Feather Emperor stood in the void, and what he saw was such a magnificent scene.