Ji Chengche slowly woke up from the boundless darkness, but it was still pitch black in front of him.

There was not a sound around, as if he had been abandoned in a closed black abyss.

Slowly, he saw a light above his head gradually becoming clearer, but it was the light emitted by the Fetal Yuan Divine Sword suspended in the air.

The Fetal Yuan Divine Knife is still there! Ji Cheng's heart widened, and he gradually recalled the scene before he passed out.

His fingers ran over his body to test the extent of the damage and mutilation, but he didn't feel the slightest pain, and the skin of his tentacles was smooth and crystal clear, even better than that of a newborn baby.

His body became extremely hard, and the meridian bones and internal organs were like a hundred alchemy after being calcined by a furnace, and they were incredibly strong.

When I lowered my head, I saw a faint silver glow on my body, flowing on my skin like mercury. Not only that, but his body is also filled with silver light.

Although he didn't know how powerful this silver glow was, Ji Chengche was confident that unless it was a Metaverse artifact like the Overlord Divine Spear, no one would want to hurt himself easily.

He got up happily, already realizing that this Temple of Heaven had brought unimaginable benefits to him.

- "The Altar of Sacred Ze." ”

Ji Chengche meditated in his heart, but he still couldn't understand the meaning of the ancestor to exercise himself and be reborn.

Suddenly, he remembered that before he fell into a coma, the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror had automatically flown out to absorb the silver rays, and he didn't know where it had flown now?

Just when he thought of the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror, a wisp of divine consciousness had already sensed the existence of the treasure mirror, and further integrated into it.

"It turned out that it had obediently flown back to me, and it was a real shock. ”

Sensing that the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror was lying quietly in his arms, Ji Chengche couldn't help but smile dumbly.

However, his smile was about to bloom, and the corners of his lips froze.

What's going on, how is it possible?!

A wisp of divine consciousness can penetrate into the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror at will?!

Not long ago, he fought against Yu Shengliu under the cliff in the East China Sea, and he tried all his knowledge to pry the sleeping Tianyuan Treasure Mirror open a gap. At that time, I felt like a little ant trying my best to push a big grinding plate, and the disparity in strength between them made people despair.

Why is it that now, a wisp of divine consciousness born at random can communicate with the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Mirror?

"It's Silver Flame!" Ji Chengqing said happily, wishing that there would be another round of Silver Flame in the building, so that he could die and live again.

"Uh-hh

Fresh and lovely green vines weaved into a ladder and stretched out in front of him like arms.

Ji Chengche looked up at the open doorway, and the light shining from it seemed like silent words calling him.

The first and second floors have already given him far more surprises than he imagined, I don't know what kind of scene he will encounter in the top floor?

He calmed down and walked up the rattan ladder and walked to the third floor step by step.

The entire top floor was empty, except for a black coffin parked in the middle, which formed an unusually strong contrast with the luxury of the imperial tomb outside.

The only eye-catching thing is the coffin lid, which is made of a whole piece of extremely rare corrugated glass, on which a huge ball of light is suspended, and the soft white light shines down and shines into the coffin through the glass.

The person in the coffin was tall and mighty, and the crown dragon robe on his body was dazzling.

He was so calm that he seemed to have just fallen asleep, his face remained the same as before his death, and Ji Chengche could even see the rosy color on his cheeks through the glass.

Ji Chengche stood in front of the coffin and carefully looked at Qin Muzong's body, his ancestor was powerful all over the world during his lifetime, and he was infamous for thousands of years, whether it was his political actions or words and deeds, the highest evaluation he received should be "dumb tyrant".

For a while, Ji Chengqing's heart was full of emotions, how the power was in the world, how the heroes of the world, and how about the luxurious imperial tombs, and what he finally occupied was just such a coffin that was three feet long and three feet wide.

Just as he was thinking about it, a rebellious and majestic voice suddenly sounded in his ears and said, "Boy, why don't you kneel when you see me?!"

Ji Chengche was taken aback, and looked at Qin Muzong in the coffin in disbelief, only to see that his eyes were closed and there was no movement, and it was definitely not the legendary zombie resurrection.

Suddenly, he raised his face consciously, and the ball of light above his head was slowly rotating, glowing with a touch of colorful light, and then an old man's face appeared, which was the Qin Muzong Xuanyuan Eight Desolations in the coffin!

Ji Chengche woke up, knelt down in front of the coffin and worshipped: "Junior Ji Chengche to meet Xuanyuan Ancestor!"

"Your surname is Ji, aren't you a descendant of the Xuanyuan clan?" Xuanyuan Bahuang's face first showed a trace of surprise, and then a violent cold light shot out of his eyes, and he said angrily: "Mei Chongxuan's great-grandsons are all dead, how can you let an irrelevant little beast enter the Holy Ze Altar!"

Ji Chengche saw that he was insulting without asking, and the trace of gratitude for his ancestors that he had just given birth was immediately gone, and he said proudly: "My mother Xuanyuan Lingxi is Your Majesty's thirteenth-generation great-granddaughter!"

"Hmm, grandson?" Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment, stared at Ji Chengqing with his eyes, and said, "Since you can carry the Fetal Yuan Divine Sword, it must have something to do with my Xuanyuan Clan." If it weren't for that, we wouldn't be here. ”

His tone softened slightly, but he was still arrogant, and said, "That's it, just as you are a descendant of the Xuanyuan clan, it can be regarded as your great honor and blessing to see me." ”

Ji Chengche said in disgust: "Your Majesty, you have disappointed the younger generation. ”

Xuanyuan Bahuang smiled and said, "Boy, you dare to contradict me, you are not small." ”

Ji Chengche said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "If you are timid, I am afraid that you will not be able to come here." ”

"Yes, those who can pass through my trials and enter the Holy Ze Altar will have the spirit of a king. ”

Xuanyuan Bahuang said proudly: "As a foreign surname, you are destined to have no chance to inherit the Jiangshan Sheji left by me, but it is not difficult to enter the hall and become holy in the flesh!"

Ji Chengche couldn't help but sneer, and said, "The Jiangshan Sheji left by Your Majesty, do you know that there will be no Great Qin Dynasty in the world after four hundred years?!"

"What are you talking about? How can my Great Qin Empire be destroyed forever? Boy, you dare to talk nonsense in front of my eyes!"

Ji Chengche looked at the fierce and unbelieving expression on his face, and only felt ridiculous and pitiful rising from the bottom of his heart, shook his head and said: "How can there be any eternal prosperity in this world? Just twenty years ago, the various clans of the Immortal Witch joined forces against Qin and drove the demon clan to the wilderness. The former Great Qin Dynasty has long since withered away......"

"Bastard!" Xuanyuan roared, shaking the Temple of Heaven.

He said fiercely: "What kind of thing is the Immortal Clan, it's just two wild dogs, just throw a meat and bone to teach them to bite for a long time, where did you have the courage to disobey my Daqin?!"

Ji Chengche retorted in a loud voice: "The two clans of immortals and witches are by no means the wild dogs that you say can only grab bones, the reason why Great Qin can't last forever is precisely because of a wolf like you who resists a monarch who has no one in his eyes, the former powerful dynasty collapsed overnight, and the people of the demon clan have been in trouble since then, the country has been ruined, and their families have been scattered in a foreign land!"

"You, dare, teach, discipline, me?" Xuanyuan was stunned, and laughed angrily: "Little beast, you are so ignorant, I let you not live longer for a moment!"

Ji Chengche's brain teaser was awe-inspiring, and he said loudly: "It's been a long time, you have ulterior motives!"

Xuanyuan Bahuang laughed loudly and said arrogantly: "I have searched the world and worked hard for decades to create this Tomb of the Ten Thousand Emperors, is it just to let a fool like you enjoy it?"

Ji Chengche grabbed the fetal Yuan Shen Knife and said: "You have exhausted your organs, but in the end it is just a pillow of yellow sorghum!"

"Hahaha, I helped you enter the realm of the king, and I used the silver liquid cold flame for you to change your bones, I didn't expect you to repay your kindness-"

In Xuanyuan's wild laughter, the ball of light above Ji Chengqing's head spun faster and faster, and his face quickly became blurred, and finally turned into a ball of colorful colors, stabbing people's eyes.

A cold feeling of extreme danger surged up in Ji Cheng's heart, his eyes were blazing at the ball of light, and he secretly used his skills to protect his body, spreading out wisps of divine consciousness and penetrating the surroundings, preparing for the worst of a desperate fight.

The ball of light spun faster, and the sound of Regulus's laughter came from inside, and the eardrums were roaring and distraught, and they wanted to slash it in two with a single sword.

"Uhhh

"Keng!" Ji Chengqing was not afraid of danger, and a slashing of the sky split the colorful light.

The flash of the knife did not hurt the multicolored light in the slightest, and it swept under the blade like mercury.

"Bang!" Ji Cheng roared in his mind, and felt a strange and unrestrained power pierce into the top of his head like an initiation, and his eyes suddenly turned black.

"You accept your fate, obediently be my Ding Furnace!"

His body resounded with Xuanyuan's arrogant and domineering laughter, and a blazing stream of fire ran straight through the small world from the top of his head!

Immediately followed by the muffled sound of only hearing "boom", a cloud of colored light rose from Ji's clear little Qiankun, like a colorful glow enveloping the Linghai Zhitian.

"Take away!" Ji Chengche instantly understood the ultimate purpose of Xuanyuan Eight Desolations, this was an unprecedented crisis he had encountered in his life, life and death were only between a breath and a breath!

"Break!" Ji Cheng condensed his divine sense, and the spiritual sea suddenly set off a stormy wave, and the sky was full of light.

"Boy, your ability is not small, but unfortunately you are not the opponent of the old man!"

Xuanyuan Bahuang chuckled, and the pieces of colored light quickly shrank and condensed, casting into a brilliant sword, heading towards the purple mansion **** on the top of Gangshan Mountain!

"Click!" Layers of huge waves, one after another thunder bombarded the sword of Xuanyuan Eight Desolations with the Natal Yuan God, bursting with colorful light.

"If you want to stop me, your strength is not enough-" Xuanyuan Bahuang smiled contemptuously, "It's like a mantis arm as a car wasted effort!"

"Get up!" Ji's clear divine sense exerted and awakened the heart of the Holy Dragon in the depths of the Spirit Sea.

"Boom!" a loud sound burst out from the bottom of the sea, and a hundred-foot tornado wrapped in a violent black tide flew up into the sky, slamming into the sword.

"Bang!" The sword was blasted into the air, and a cut was made in the back of the Xuanhuang Holy Dragon, gushing blood as if it were a scene in the real world.

"Ten Thousand Years Xuanhuang Holy Dragon!" Xuanyuan Bahuang said in surprise: "Little beast, you dare to disobey the ancestor, damn it!"

Ji Chengche let out a long roar from the mouth of the Ten Thousand Years Xuanhuang Holy Dragon: "In order to be reborn, you do not hesitate to harm your own bloodline descendants, which is worse than a beast!"

Before the words fell, a dragon and a sword once again competed head-on!(83Chinese.com.)