While waiting, time passed bit by bit, and many princes felt bored, but His Majesty Yingzong was still very patient, he gave Sun Ang three days, and decided to stay for three days.

The official affairs of the imperial court are also handled here, and the meals are also here, and the rest is also here. Fortunately, there is a huge space in the imperial treasury, and Emperor Yingzong does not seem crowded to live here with so many sons.

Many ambitious princes have already felt impatient, they don't have any thoughts about the ownership of the throne, so Sun Ang's success or failure doesn't matter to them, it is better to go back and sleep with the newly bought handsome maid.

But the old emperor was serious, and they didn't dare to say that they would go first.

It was already the last day in a flash, and seeing that time was running out for the first time, the Seventh Prince reminded: "Father, there is still an hour." ”

Emperor Yingzong couldn't hide the disappointment on his face, but after thinking about it, he still said, "When." ”

An hourglass was laid out, and the thin hourglass light inside was the end of the last hour, but there was calm in the treasury, and there was nothing unusual.

......

In the bright moon in front of Sun Ang, there was a huge starry sky warship coming slowly, Sun Ang was taken aback, isn't this something from the science fiction movies of the previous life? Does it mean that the Emperor Heavenly Monument can shine his heart?

But as the "Star Battleship" slowly approached, Sun Ang saw clearly that this was not a Star Battleship, but a moving celestial body.

It's just that it's not like an ordinary celestial body, it's more like a "mirror", with all kinds of magnificent buildings on it and all kinds of strange structures below, which seems to be in line with some kind of natural law to ensure that this celestial body flies in the sea of stars.

Finally, this celestial body flew in front of Sun Ang, and it turned slowly, and Sun Ang suddenly shook his whole body, because he saw a gate, which was very familiar: Nantianmen!

The main gate of this celestial body is actually the South Heavenly Gate.

"Heavenly Court!" Sun Ang's heart shook violently, and he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

It turned out that the Heavenly Court of the Ancient Dragon Immortal Emperor was like this. Although he couldn't see it very clearly, he could still feel the vastness and grandeur of Heavenly Court.

There are various buildings behind the Nantian Gate, and many of them are powerful at a glance, not just for living, but also for fighting.

Sun Ang remembered that back then, the Ancient Dragon Immortal Emperor evolved the Heavenly Court to suppress the demon race. From this point of view, it was not wrong for me to initially believe that this was a star warship.

Heavenly Court was getting closer and closer, but Sun Ang couldn't see the situation inside even more clearly, on the contrary, his eyes were attracted by something. Outside the Nantian Gate, a stone monument sparkled. There seems to be some text on it.

Sun Ang tried to read the words, but the light shrouded him couldn't see clearly. Finally, the heavenly court was already hanging in front of him, and the stele could finally be seen clearly, Sun Ang smiled dumbly, he was really blind: in that position, which stele could it be?

Sure enough, the light dissipated, and the three murderous characters on the stone tablet: Chopping the general!

The layout outside the Nantian Gate Sun Ang knew very well that the location of the stele was the stele of the beheading platform.

At this time, on this stone stele, three blood-red characters flew among the fast figures, and it could be seen that it was a set of mysterious exercises and martial arts.

There are countless enemies killed on the platform, including demons and humans. These lifelong masteries are all left in this stone monument. It's just that each person's perception is different, and the martial arts inheritance they get is also different.

"It turns out that this is the origin of the Ming Emperor's Heavenly Monument. Sun Ang understood.

He couldn't help but think: So what kind of martial arts can he perceive?

When this thought popped up, Sun Ang actually had another thought: the strong people who were killed here were all defeated under the Imperial Ancient Dragon Immortal Emperor, what was the use of learning their martial arts? Compared with the inheritance of the Imperial Ancient Dragon Immortal Emperor, their skills were still inferior.

As soon as this thought came to mind, all the illusory figures that flickered by on the stone tablet suddenly disappeared without a trace!

Sun Ang was dumbfounded: "You can't be so careful with this stone tablet, right?"

But in fact, this stone tablet is so cautious, and then there is no more martial arts practice. And the phantom of the heavenly court slowly faded, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Hey!" Sun Ang shouted, but the Ming Emperor Tianbei seemed to be "angry" and ignored him, and with the disappearance of the "Heavenly Court", Sun Ang's surroundings fell into endless darkness again.

"This ......" Sun Ang doesn't know what to say anymore, you have a stone tablet, what is arrogant?

Well, you don't give me light, I shine myself. Sun Ang raised his hand while snorting, and the fire energy surged out to illuminate the surroundings.

This was a vast and somewhat astonishing treasury, and Sun Ang suspected that the six floors above might not be as large as this one when he walked all the way down.

But in such a huge treasury, there is only one thing.

The Ming Emperor's Monument was placed in the center of the entire treasury in a "dignified and steady" manner at a distance of hundreds of zhang in front of him. It was a clean and empty place.

Sun Ang walked up, got closer to observe him, and found that there was still a difference between the Ming Emperor Heavenly Monument and the stele of the beheading platform, because it was just a broken stone, and it was even difficult to see the appearance of the stele.

It's just that the fierce and domineering "attitude" on its body still clearly emanates.

I'm afraid, if it weren't for the fact that the stele itself still retains this momentum, I'm afraid that the Qianming Taizu of the year would not even be able to discover it.

Sun Ang looked at the countless scars crisscrossing the stone stele, and suddenly sighed in his heart, as if he saw the collapse of the heavenly court, this stone stele of the beheading platform, fell from the sea of stars, his body was broken, he experienced many hardships and dangers, and finally smashed into the earth and was buried deep in the yellow mud, this dark time did not know how many years it lasted, and was finally discovered by Qianming Taizu.

Sun Ang secretly said that if it were him, he would also be extremely grateful to Qianming Taizu, and give him the greatest opportunity to help him reach heights that others can't reach.

Sun Ang sighed secretly, meditated in front of the Ming Emperor's Heavenly Monument, closed his eyes and released his spiritual sense, and slowly comprehended to see if he could gain something.

Under the vision of spiritual awareness, Sun Ang found that every scar on the Ming Emperor's Heavenly Monument felt a little strange, and he couldn't tell what was wrong for a while, but he always felt that he should observe it carefully.

He closed his eyes and gently stretched out his hands, and when he was about to touch the Ming Emperor Heavenly Monument, he didn't feel any "resistance" power from the latter, so he gently stroked it with both hands.

After a while, Sun Ang was surprised to find that it seemed that every scar was telling!

Like the Ming Emperor's Heavenly Monument, they seem to hide some hidden secrets, and they want to tell the outside world, as if the "truth" is hidden in their "hearts".

When Sun Ang examined every scar—not even the tiniest one—he suddenly had an idea, like a meteor in the darkness!

Sun Ang retreated, he raised his right hand and made a sword-holding gesture, but he had no sword in his hand.

Sun Ang still closed his eyes tightly, completely following his feelings, and raised the "divine sword" in his hand to volley!

Around his body, countless sparks suddenly appeared, enveloping the entire space.

Under the action of these Martian spiritual lights, the Ming Emperor's Heavenly Monument was restored into a huge and fierce stone tablet of the beheading platform, with the Nantianmen in the back and the entire Heavenly Court in the back.

And a divine sword also appeared in Sun Ang's hand—a divine sword that made people think that only the most powerful man in the world was qualified to master it.

He raised his hand and slashed out with a sword, and the target turned out to be Heavenly Court!

The heavenly court collapsed under this earth-shattering sword, the space was torn, the time was confused, and all kinds of natural laws were re-split and combined, and finally the distorted surface was not the same, and the world order was completely chaotic!

Heavenly Court has turned into a virtual shadow, only the stone tablet of the beheading platform is becoming clearer and clearer, under this sword, the beheaded fell from the front of the Nantian Gate, and the remnants of the sword continued to attack, pieces of stone chips were cut off from its body, it rolled down while the stone chips flew, and the sword hurt it beyond recognition.

All the qi ē in front of him was extinguished, and the crimson Martian aura seemed to be exhausted.

Sun Ang opened his eyes violently, looked at the Ming Emperor Heavenly Monument in front of him in surprise, and was a little difficult to accept the scene he had deduced just now: "That sword slashed down the Heavenly Court?!"

The Ming Emperor's Heavenly Monument was silent, and the entire treasury was quiet, only Sun Ang's panicked voice echoed in the space.

There is no answer, but there is really no need to answer.

"Who is it that can possess such great power, and whose divine weapon is that sword and that sword?"

Sun Ang still remembers the feeling that only the most powerful man in the world was qualified to master - and who was the most powerful man in those days?

The answer is about to come out: the Ancient Dragon Immortal Emperor!

Who else can afford this title besides him? That is to say, the Ancient Dragon Immortal Emperor has slashed the Heavenly Court?!

But why? It doesn't make any sense.

Sun Ang was confused.

He sat on the ground in a daze, always feeling that his reasoning was not wrong, but he could not explain it logically. Or is there something hidden in the whole thing that you don't know?

He breathed a sigh of relief, he had only mastered some fragmentary clues from the old things millions of years ago, and it was really a little overwhelming to deduce the truth.

This explanation was acceptable to Sun Ang himself, and he shook his head with a smile, no longer thinking about the Immortal Emperor's sword and the fall of the Heavenly Court. At the moment when he put down this ideological baggage, Sun Ang suddenly had a flash of inspiration: Immortal Emperor sword!

He immediately stood up and rehearsed the posture of his own shot in the phantom just now.