Cold, arrogant, cold and arrogant, even with a hint of contempt, resounded throughout the end of the cave.

The voice, entrenched on the huge bed, swirled for a long time, and lasted for a long time.

Xiao Yat squinted and stared coldly.

After a while, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a touch of helplessness and a sigh.

Xiao Yi shook his head and withdrew his gaze.

His 'Ancient Emperor, but so', was just a catharsis after he broke the 18 prohibitions.

Regarding the disappearance of the old man's spiritual sense, Xiao Yi finally felt a little mixed.

Perhaps, for the sake of the opportunity of the Ancient Emperor Cave Mansion, the old man forcibly triggered the ban, was imprisoned by the Ancient Emperor Cave Mansion, and died alive, which is understandable.

However, the old man is the predecessor of the Yan Palace after all, and he also has something that deserves Xiao Yi's respect.

However, venting is venting.

Speaking of the ancient emperor, Xiao Yi didn't dare to really be contemptuous.

This most amazing and brilliant warrior in the history of the Yanlong Continent, the first emperor of antiquity, has left too many legends and too many incredible.

Just that three-year-old cultivation, half-moon transcendental, five-year-old entry to the extreme realm, weak crown and ten thousand daos, is enough to make future generations marvel at it, no one can match.

Xiao Yi has personally experienced the power of these 18 prohibitions, and he knows how monstrous the ancient emperor was during his lifetime.

The five elements and five cultivations, the four forces of heaven and earth, the three special means of phantom demon poison, and the terrifying demon path.

The methods that the ancient emperor mastered were too many, and they were too terrifying.

When this kind of means, the martial arts are different, any one of them has reached the heavens, and any one of them is enough for him to have the title of the first emperor of the martial arts.

He, the first emperor of antiquity, is really worthy of his name.

Coupled with that terrible demonic path, among the martial arts emperors, no one can match him.

The title of the first emperor of antiquity is well deserved.

Of course, in a certain way, Xiao Yi is now at such an age, as a young demon, breaking the tests he left behind, breaking his 18 prohibitions one by one, and he is also qualified to despise him.

Sou...

At this moment, Xiao Yi's figure flashed and fell from mid-air.

Not far away, the fog demon floated in.

The empty eyes stared straight at Xiao Yi, "Master, it's amazing." ”

"Isn't it awesome? Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

The emptiness of the fog demon is cold, lifeless, and indifferent.

But for some reason, Xiao Yi always felt that the fog demon's gaze at him gradually had a bit of 'emotion'.

This kind of emotion belongs to the emotion of living beings.

Perhaps, it is because the wisdom of the fog demon is growing faster and faster.

As for the fog demon, it watched its master use all his means to break the powerful prohibitions one after another, and naturally had a powerful feeling in his heart.

Wow... Wow... Wow...

At this time, within the main game, the power of prohibition emerged again.

Xiao Yi glanced at it, there was no surprise, and there was no half-indistinguishable movement, just looked up at the huge bed.

Long ago, he had sensed that the 18 prohibitions had not really dissipated after he broke them.

Instead, they followed the more important prohibitions of the Ancient Emperor Cave Mansion, and returned to the huge bed one by one after the collapse.

Therefore, after Xiao Yi broke the 18 prohibitions just now, he has been waiting, waiting for the final change.

If he guessed correctly, at that time, it was the time when the ancient emperor's fate really appeared.

He broke the 18 prohibitions, but it was better to break up the 18 prohibitions, so that the power of the 18 prohibitions could return to the bed, so as to impact the real prohibitions on the bed.

From the very beginning, Xiao Yi sensed that the aura emanating from the bed was almost equivalent to the breath of the entire cave.

So, now he just has to wait.

Of course, this time will not be long.

Xiao Yi waited, and he was also thinking about the scene when he broke the game before.

This time, the tomb of the ancient emperor can be regarded as the first time that he has used all means.

Kendo, fire control, physical cultivation, medicine... All kinds of means, one by one.

Beast hands, beast feet, burning body Yuan force, Heavenly Machine Holy Plate, Divine Sword, Blood Erysipelas Pill in the body, all hole cards, all used up.

This battle can be regarded as the most hearty one in his history.

You don't have to be like when you're outside, because of the restrictions of your identity, and you don't have to worry about it.

This time, he can be regarded as having truly fully exploded his strength, and he also knows what level he has reached now with all his means.

This harvest alone has been a rare experience.

Xiao Yi was even sure that even if he faced an ordinary legendary powerhouse now, he was enough not to be afraid of it.

If it was a martial artist who had just entered the legend of Shang Moxibustion, he was enough to ignore it.

The breath on the huge bed is emerging and condensing.

Xiao Yi temporarily withdrew his gaze and glanced at the Divine Sword in his hand.

Recalling that when the last ban was broken, Xiao Yat still had some lingering palpitations.

At that last moment, the erosion and devouring of the soul storm instantly made him smell death.

The soul path is actually the one he is most unsure of.

The illusion path is forbidden, he is not proficient in the illusion path, and there is nothing to say.

And the Soul Dao Forbidden, although he is also a soul master, the few fire attribute soul power in his body is nothing at all.

To be precise, he was just a half-soul master.

Therefore, he was not sure about Xuan Ao's soul path prohibition at all, and the final reliance was just the sword in his hand.

In the end, the moment the soul power storm dissipated, Xiao Yi couldn't tell if it was the reason for the Divine Sword or some other reason.

Of course, he could only blame it on the ability of the Divine Sword to restrain soul power.

"Divine Sword, what is your origin?" Xiao Yi stared at the Divine Sword, this was the first time he had asked such a question.

This sword, obtained from the Ancient Wind Floc Secret Realm, is full of weirdness.

Xiao Yat couldn't even see what kind of thing he was.

It is said that it is the treasure of heaven and earth, and there is no half of the breath of heaven and earth on it.

Let's say it's a holy weapon, except that I can't see what level it is, this sword should be sharp or not, and it should be increased without an increase.

Even if it is a low-grade holy weapon and a middle-grade holy weapon, there is a surging aura on it, and it is extremely powerful, and it has a strong increase in martial artists.

But the sword of killing gods, it looks, it is as ordinary as an iron sword.

Of course, the smell above is full of ancient connotations.

And the most bizarre thing is that almost a year ago, he was knocked out of the Wind Brake Prison in an instant in the inheritance place of the Wind Brake Main Hall.

Xiao Yi frowned and pondered.

At this moment, on the huge bed in front of him, a monstrous aura erupted out of thin air.

Xiao Yi was startled and looked up.

On the huge bed, a rich black glow appeared, reflecting the end of the entire cave.

Black glow, dazzling.

The blackness, so intense that it seemed to drip water.

"It's a terrifying breath. Xiao Yat gasped.

The cold gaze was actually under the black light, and it was difficult to look directly.

Xiao Yi endured the dazzling black glow and looked straight at it.

When he could see what was inside the black mang, Xiao Yi's pupils suddenly shrank, and then his eyes widened.

"Martial Dao Saint Dan?"

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The first update.

(End of chapter)