Greatness is only as meaningful as it is.

Contradictions are always opposites and unity, and so are the meanings.

There are all sorts of relatives.

This secret has been sleeping for too long, waiting for Ye Shaoxuan to unravel it. There is no emperor in the world, I want to open chaos, what is the Tao, what is home.

Ye Shaoxuan peeled off the veil of ancient memories layer by layer, and the process was painful.

But full of anticipation.

Ye Shaoxuan finally saw what he wanted to see. One dark night, the rain was pouring down, and the people were shivering, which was a big man who was angry.

The ancestors of the Ye family gathered in the ancestral land of the Ye family, and they were all sages who had cultivated above the Heavenly Emperor.

At this time, they all sensed the messy celestial phenomena, and they didn't know what the next judgment would be.

Above the emperor, the nine heavens, one after another slashed down with the mystic lightning. The white-bearded old man sat in the center of the Ye family's many ancestors, and it could be seen that he was highly respected, and of course, his cultivation was also the highest among all of you, and the top level of the Heavenly God combat power.

One step away from becoming an immortal, but this step is obviously a moat, which is called insurmountable.

The old man in the center was the head of the Ye family at the time, and it could also be said that he was the head of the Ye family, his eyes were closed, and the expression on his face was complicated.

Seeing that it was about to reach dawn, the moment the sky was black and white, a pair of hands slowly raised.

It confirms the arrival of a moment of death, the emperor is cut out, and there is no emperor in the world.

The ancestors sitting around the Ye family's ancestral land, as long as they cultivated to be in the Heavenly Emperor, turned into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, floated up in the air, and dispersed towards the east.

The head of the Ye family opened his eyes and tried to keep it, but it was all in vain......

No one can stop those who want to leave.

Within the Four Desolations, except for the Ye family, none of the rest of the Heavenly Emperors were spared, turning into blood mist at the same time. I don't know how much blood mist condensed and turned into a moment of blood droplets.

On the drops of blood is the supreme Dili, and the Dili of the world gathers. Levitating above the palm of that big hand.

The Heavenly Thunder and Lightning never stopped whining, and at this moment it was more like some kind of mysterious ritual was being carried out. The drops of blood suddenly lost their strength and landed on the palms of their palms, merging into the flesh and blood of the big hands.

Ye Shaoxuan had a headache when he saw this, as if he was about to explode!

The big hand overturned, and with a roar of rage, the entire hand was stripped from its body and randomized into a war sword.

This is the Emperor's Slashing Sword.

As soon as the emperor is cut out, there is no emperor in the world.

This is someone who burns his own life, uses one calamity, resolves another calamity, and saves the common people.

This person is one of the ancient three Qings, Taixian.

The most distant combat power in the world is three clear and twelve turbid. Sanqing is an immortal, and he is also the pinnacle of cultivators, and he should be a more pinnacle existence than the peak, and he is the one chosen by God.

The Twelve Turbidity is composed of the three people with the strongest combat power among the Four Desolations, and their strength is second only to the three immortals, and their cultivation is basically to the sequence of the gods.

The war of antiquity, the chaos of the world, the world war, are inextricably fought. Peace was broken, and bloodshed and wars were everywhere, for the sake of territory and better monastic resources.

Seeing that the war could not be contained, Taixian, one of the Three Qings, burned his own life, overthrew all the emperors in the world, weakened the combat power of the world, and at the same time gave the world a deterrent.

Breaking the arm for a living, this is where the emperor's sword came into being.

In addition, in order to quell the war, the Three Ancient Immortals concentrated their efforts to dominate the world into eight other war swords, and together with the Emperor Slashing Sword, they controlled the world.

The Emperor Slashing Sword that Ye Shaoxuan obtained turned out to be the arm of the Immortal Taixian, one of the Three Qings, no wonder at the beginning, the Emperor Slashing Sword changed into a black dragon pattern attached to Ye Shaoxuan's right arm.

Probably on the arm, it is easier to find a sense of belonging with the Emperor Slashing Sword.

Ye Shaoxuan saw the blood of the emperor's sword pouring all over the world, and a drop of blood couldn't help but light up between his eyebrows!

This is!

Unbelievable!

This is the drop of blood that flowed into the palm of Taixian's hand at that time, and the combat power of all the Heavenly Emperors in the world was in it. It was originally hidden in the Emperor's Slashing Sword, but when Ye Shaoxuan interpreted the ancient memories, he mistakenly took Ye Shaoxuan for the Taixian deity.

Attacked Ye Shaoxuan's body.

Ye Shaoxuan sensed the existence of blood droplets, but he was not very happy.

The majestic ancient memories left to him by the ancestor of the Ye family have already made him enough to drink a pot, and now there is still the combat power of all the Heavenly Emperors in an era.

This is the rhythm that wants him to die.

No, no, no!

Ye Shaoxuan didn't dare to look directly at the drop of blood, for fear that it would plot against him. At present, he is just a person who has touched the threshold of the Emperor of Heaven, how can he bear this?

Now Ye Shaoxuan is just a child.

Ye Shaoxuan didn't see it, he still digested the ancient memories that came out of the ancestral belt, and was close to frantically improving the foundation of his Dao Foundation.

The blood droplets didn't have any ideas, and when Ye Shaoxuan was still digesting the ancient memories, he was at peace with him.

Time passed little by little, and the majestic ancient memories could be regarded as if Ye Shaoxuan had finished digesting them, and if the Ye family ancestor knew this moment in the sky, he would definitely laugh out loud with relief.

Although the Ye family was destroyed, the heritage was inherited by Ye Shaoxuan, and the Ye family can be regarded as scattered. At this moment, Ye Shaoxuan is a walking Ye family.

The ancient memories were all digested and turned into their own use, and at this time, Ye Shaoxuan's Dao Ji was glowing with a faint light of the gods, which did not match his cultivation, it was simply an alternative in the world.

100,000 volumes of Buddhist books, virtuous and glittering.

Ye Shaoxuan now felt that he could hammer a god venerable to death with a single punch.

But when he saw the cultivation, he couldn't help but be depressed, especially he still hadn't reached the Emperor of Heaven, and he was ready to say that he was the last step away from the Emperor of Heaven.

I can't kick it out alive.

Ye Shaoxuan had the idea of the blood droplet, and the blood drop seemed to sense Ye Shaoxuan's thoughts, and flickered in the center of his eyebrows again.

What shall I do with you?

If you want to say that this blood drop is spiritual, Ye Shaoxuan doesn't know what to do with it, it has its own ideas.

"Bang!"

The blood droplets burst open, and before Ye Shaoxuan could react, countless Heavenly Emperor combat power surged in Ye Shaoxuan's body, from the meridians to the bones, from the bones to the heart, and from the heart to the Daoji.

Ye Shaoxuan felt that he had been baptized.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, not to mention that after absorbing the memories of the Ye family's ancestors, he was a walking Ye family, and at this moment he was more like a walking night pearl.

Blood-colored, too bright.

The light broke through the layers of chaos and illuminated the entire world inside the Emperor Slashing Sword.

At this moment, in a corner of the Emperor's Slashing Sword, there was a person huddled up, dressed in a red robe, but it was eclipsed by this dazzling blood-red broad light.

"Damn, what's the situation? Is this the Emperor Tribulation coming, why don't I feel anything!"

This man's voice was gentle and delicate, and although he was talking dirty, the words were charming and ecstatic, not at all like what a man should say.

The chaos in the emperor's sword was all driven away, the light was dazzling, and he couldn't see anything clearly, and suddenly a heavenly thunder descended and smashed on the top of the red-robed man's head.

My hair is going to be blown out.

The Dao Ji in his body is also an emperor pattern, sensing the heavenly thunder of the outside world!

"Damn! Really, is this the Emperor's Tribulation......

Before the red-robed man could react, a huge whirlpool had condensed in the sky, and lightning and thunder were roaring inside, and bursts of dragon groans were heard.

The center of the whirlpool was thousands of miles away from the red-robed man, but it did not affect the bombardment of him by the thunder and lightning that burst out of the whirlpool.

After a few rounds, the red-robed man had been blown up to the point of not being human, and he did not look as handsome as he did before.

I couldn't help scolding my mother in my heart, "Which one is doing something with a thousand knives, Lao Tzu is closed, who is going to make these bells and whistles, and lead out Lao Tzu's imperial tribulation!"

After several rounds of bombardment, the red-robed man felt that his Daoji was faintly moving, yes, this is the rhythm of the catastrophe.

But he was not prepared at all, according to his calculations, it would take him at least one hundred and eighty years to survive the catastrophe, and if he came to fight now, it would be suicide in disguise.