Crape myrtle, North Sea. A mysterious sea, an ancient island is located in the black ocean, which is full of life, ancient medicines, and fragrant medicines.

The most shocking and heartwarming thing is that there is an ancient tree in the island, the color is golden, such as gold, the golden leaves are abundant, and the holy power of the sun flows.

The ancient Tang Valley, I don't know when it went from the East China Sea to the North Sea, this is also the reason why no one has been able to find the Fuso Sacred Tree for countless years, and with the return of the Sun Holy Emperor to the crape myrtle, the Tang Valley was also reborn.

Tang Valley, also known as Yang Valley, is the place where the sun rises, and it is very mysterious. It is opposed to another secret place, "Yu Yuan", which is the place of sunset, which is mentioned in the Great Wilderness North Classic.

The North Sea is as black as ink, the big waves are broken by the clouds, the black waves are even in the sky, and the vastness is boundless. However, this vast black sea cannot invade an inch of Yugu, which is a peaceful pure land. The island is full of vitality, old medicines are everywhere, and all kinds of medicinal fragrances are coming, making people feel like being baptized and their pores are dilated.

An ancient golden tree stands in the middle of the island, the divine glow is shining, and the golden leaves of the tree are dazzling, densely stacked, swaying gently, like a sky full of stars falling.

The legendary immortal god tree, Fuso. This ancient divine tree, like the elixir of immortality, if obtained enough to allow an emperor to live for two lifetimes, for ordinary cultivators, it has a miraculous effect and can help cultivation.

"Legend has it that every ancient emperor had his own elixir of immortality, and this Fusang Divine Tree accompanied the Sun Holy Emperor for the rest of his life."

Yan Kuan, Ye Fan and others ascended to Tanggu, and they all felt a little emotional when they saw this divine tree, time has passed, and the Fusang Divine Tree is still there, but its owner has long been seated, and even the descendants of the Holy Emperor, the Sun Ancient Sect, have long since declined.

"How can this Fuso Sacred Tree be so small?"

Everyone stepped on the Tanggu and approached cautiously, and the Fusang in front of them had only one main trunk, and it was far from being as tall as they imagined, no more than six zhang high, but it was more majestic than the mountains.

The golden sun holy power flowed, as if opening up an ancient universe, evolving three thousand realms, the golden mist was shrouded, and the weather was shocking.

"Rumble......

The sound of wind and thunder came from the top of everyone's heads, and they all looked up, and they saw that above the six-zhang golden Fuso sacred tree, there was an ancient temple appearing, hazy and not clear, like in the clouds and mist, and as if in another world.

"This is the palace of the legendary Sun Emperor."

Everyone was excited, this time it was just a matter of finding Tanggu, they didn't expect to see the Holy Emperor's Palace here, and at that moment there were strong people who couldn't help but rise to the sky, wanting to seize the sacred tree and the ancient hall.

Yan Kuan didn't stop it, but just raised his hand with an indifferent expression to stop with his own people, and then saw a golden glow blooming in the sky.

"Whew!"

Before these people could get close to the Fuso Sacred Tree, they were hit by a golden streamer, and they immediately turned into ashes, and they couldn't even let out any screams.

The Fuso Sacred Tree contains one of the most primordial powers of the universe...... Sun holy power, it may be the most lethal immortal elixir, it does not bear fruit, does not grow holy medicine, only contains the sun holy power.

Many of the strong men who followed to Tanggu calmed down one after another, and deeply realized that there were some things that they could not covet, so they immediately opened a passage and let Yan Kuan and the others come forward.

"Sect Master, please get started!"

Yan Kuan looked at the Sun Sect Master on the side, the latter nodded and led a group of Sun Ancient Sect elders forward, and soon built an altar with an ancient breath in front of the Fusang Divine Tree.

"Worship, Ancestor, Sun Holy Emperor."

The Sun Ancient Sect and other powerhouses bowed and saluted, and a trace of inexplicable power scattered in the void, as if to guide some powerful existence to come.

"Who can bury me in my native land......

An abrupt voice rang out in the void, and a one-armed old man appeared on the altar carrying a small tower.

The eyes of the old man in Tsing Yi were full of confusion, and he fell in front of the Fusang Divine Tree, surrounded by the Endless Sun Holy Power.

"Is it really that senior, the Sun Holy Emperor?"

Ye Fan looked at this familiar old man, and a strange emotion arose in his heart.

On top of the sacred tree of Fuso,

The ancient palace is slowly falling, it has a very strong sun power, and it is the palace of the Sun Holy Emperor back then.

And on the altar below, in front of the six-zhang golden Fusang tree, stood a one-armed old man in Tsing Yi, extremely confused, and the majesty on his body made people unapproachable.

"Boom la la ......"

Under the ancient hall, the six-zhang golden Fusang sacred tree swayed, the sun holy power boiled, and the old man in Tsing Yi was independent, confused and said to himself: "Who can bury me in my homeland......

"Look, Ebony!"

Some strong people exclaimed after looking at it from a distance, on the Fusang Divine Tree, with the shaking of the golden god leaves, a bird's nest appeared among the lush branches and leaves, and there were golden crow divine feathers flashing inside, which should be a golden crow nest.

"A fairy lair?"

Everyone was surprised, there was also the Golden Crow clan on the Ziwei Ancient Star, although the main vein was wiped out by Yan Kuan, there were still branches left. Of course, those Golden Crow Clans can't be the real Immortal Golden Crow, but if a black nest appears on an immortal god tree, the meaning of this is different.

The golden crow divine feather flickered in the black nest, most likely left by the fairy. This makes some people's hearts itch, but there is Yan Kuan, a saint in the world, who is here, and he will not give them a chance to fish in troubled waters.

The night is deep, a round of jade plate hangs high in the sky, the black ocean in the distance is undulating, the island is hazy, the cliff is strange, and the old medicine welcomes the moon and spits the glow. In the center of the Tang Valley, the six-zhang golden Fuso Immortal God Tree is shining, illuminating the night sky.

The old man in Tsing Yi under the Fusang Sacred Tree was independent, and his eyes were full of confusion. In front of him, an old sarcophagus hung out, filled with a strange aura, and everything on the island became strange because of it.

Above the golden Fusang tree, an ancient hall sits on, looming, majestic and magnificent. The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have lost his soul, and his whole person was in a daze, without a little fluctuation of mental power, like a wooden stake.

In front of the Fuso Sacred Tree, the flames are rising, the holy power of the sun is running, the sarcophagus is terrifying, no monk can approach, even if the words are wide, they can only stop.

He summoned the Sun Sect Master and whispered a few words beside him, and then the group of people slowly stepped forward, leading the way with a wide speech, and bowed three times and nine times towards the ancient altar.

"Welcome back to the Holy Emperor's homeland!"

Yan Kuan's voice echoed in Tang Valley, and the mental power generated by a sage's bow spread to the ancient altar, and then the old man in Tsing Yi also changed.

"Welcome back to the Holy Emperor's homeland!"

"Welcome our ancestors back to their homeland!"

All the powerhouses in Tanggu bowed and saluted at the same time under the influence of Yan Kuan, and the surging mental power swept out, and the eyes of the old man in Tsing Yi gradually shone brightly.

"Who am I, who am I......

The one-armed old man in Tsing Yi asked himself, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he raised his head suddenly, and hugged the sarcophagus, exuding supreme imperial authority.

"Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I am the only one, sweeping through the three thousand worlds, reversing the six realms of reincarnation, I am ...... Sun Emperor!"

The one-armed old man in Tsing Yi hugged the sarcophagus and said slowly, at this moment, it seemed to shake the Six Realms of the Three Realms, the vast black sea surged into the sky, and the clouds in the ten directions collapsed.

The one-armed old man, dancing in green clothes, is not heroic or majestic, but at this time there is a style of suppressing the three thousand worlds and cutting through the ages.

Tanggu, the gods rushed into the sky, once the seal was lifted, the whole island seemed to be resurrected, angry bullfighting, let the star field move, and the heavens and all the worlds shook together.

Under the independent sacred tree of the old man in Tsing Yi, the ancient tree of Fusang rattled, as if it was roaring for it, swaying under the golden light of the tree, hanging down on his body, if it was someone else, it would have become a catastrophe, but the old man was bathing, which was more sacred.

The old man in Tsing Yi bathed in the golden light sprinkled by the Fusang Sacred Tree, lost his mind for a while, looked at the sky, looked at the ground, and his eyes were endless vicissitudes. No one spoke, and Yuya was quiet, save for the sound of golden leaves moving in the wind, and the undulating sound of the black ocean in the distance.

His body shook, and his whole body sent out ripples, turning into black light, surrounding him like a black sun. This is a strange change, not the legendary sun holy power, but as black as ink, he turned into a round of black sun.

Legend has it that the evil thoughts of the gods are transformed after the death of the gods. This old man in Tsing Yi just

It was a divine thought, and he was shrouded in a black aura at the moment, full of a demonic power, looking down on the common people, as if he could destroy the eons.

Yan Kuan and Ye Fan stood together and looked at the Sun Holy Emperor Divine Thought, each of them had secrets in their bodies, and gradually let this Divine Divine Idea regain its composure.

The old man in Tsing Yi stood silent for a long time, the black sun surrounding his body slowly dimmed, the black aura gradually disappeared, and his eyes became clear.

"I'm not the Sun Emperor, I'm just a wisp of his evil thoughts, less than one-ten-thousandth of his......

The old man in Tsing Yi bowed his head and muttered to himself, realizing his past life and present life, knowing the past, and the Fusang Divine Tree sprinkled a piece of divine light, baptizing his evil body and making it gradually brighter.

A golden aura lingered outside his body, which was very different from Fang Cai, and finally had a trace of the aura of the ancient emperor of the human race. As his mind gradually became clear, evil would no longer be evil, and the gods began to see their eyes clear, their eyes as deep as the starry sky, and they said nothing.

He stood in front of Fusang, put the sarcophagus on the ground, and was just about to push open the ancient coffin, but Yan Kuan knelt down at this time.

"Senior, the soul of the Sun Holy Emperor returns to his hometown, and it should be enshrined in the Sun Ancient Sect."

Yan Kuan's eyes were clear, and a divine thought rushed towards this divine thought with endless information, among which there were so many years of difficult survival and countless crises of the Sun Ancient Sect, the decline of the Holy Queen, if no one intervened, maybe it would be destroyed by the careerists at any time.

"Posterity!"

The old man in Tsing Yi whispered, and the breath of the ancient emperor rushed out, and the entire ocean was shocked, scattering all the clouds in the air. This is an indescribable qi that runs through the ancient and modern futures, suppressing the three thousand worlds and reversing the six reincarnations.

The old man in Tsing Yi nodded slowly, and then his gaze looked at the Fusang Sacred Tree, "That's it, it's okay for the soul to return to its hometown and protect future generations."

"Bang!"

The Fuso Divine Tree rose from the ground and rushed out of the Yutani, and the golden divine light was dazzling, and it was impossible to face it.

The old man in Tsing Yi came to Yan Kuan, stretched out a finger to engrave words on his eyebrows, and the strokes were very slow and slow. No more, no less, a full nine ancient characters, imprinted into the center of his eyebrows, each of which is brilliant and immortal.

"The preaching is here, the bones are buried here, the cause is extinguished, and everything is gone."

The old man in Tsing Yi handed over the ancient coffin to Yan Kuan, and then gradually began to transform into a Tao, and his body gradually became weak, and finally only left a small tower on top of the ancient coffin, which was the ancient Extreme Dao Imperial Soldier. The Sun Saint Emperor was also wiped out by time, and this scene made everyone sigh and sigh.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a violent earthquake, the whole island began to sink, the black ocean rushed over, the Eye of the North Sea reappeared, and Yuya was about to disappear.

"Let's go."

Yan Kuo took the relics left by the Sun Holy Emperor and led a group of powerhouses to evacuate Tang Valley, and as this incident fermented, the entire Ziwei Ancient Star was again in a discussion.