To be honest, if it weren't for Huang Fuxu and Wushen deliberately suppressing it, the turmoil caused would be even greater, and never underestimate the combat power of the heavenly and human level.

However, this is the Dongying Imperial Palace, the place where Amaterasu's will is closest to concentration, and there is even more suppression by the Emperor's dragon energy, so Huangfu Xu and Wushen have been restrained.

Time passed, and the longer Huang Fuxu confronted Wushen, the more terrifying the aura became, and the Dao space ripples wandered and collided between the two, and the roaring sound continued.

Just as the two were about to go head-to-head, a golden scroll flew down from the sky, suspended in mid-air between the two, and then a cloud of yellow smoke overflowed, and a majestic, powerful, god-like will on it manifested into a handsome face.

This face, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like stars, and nose like hanging gall, is like God's most perfect masterpiece, and what is even more indescribable is temperament, high and ordinary, seven points of luxury, three points of immortality, and he is really a very charming person.

"Godless, Huangfu Xu, stop. You brought the jade fan Yuren to the Mingwu Palace to see me. ”

Big as thunder, small as mosquitoes, like Huangfu Xu Wushen and others, what they heard was a loud sound that resounded through the world like thunder, very godlike Zhong Chi, with a domineering power that overpowered everything.

It is as small as a mosquito, such as those grandmaster warriors, guards, palace maids, etc., who are guarding outside the palace, and they can't hear anything, only the buzzing sound in their hearts, and some heart palpitations.

Huang Fu Xu's face changed, Emperor Dongying Mingwu turned out to be such a powerful martial artist, just two tones, and it faintly gave him a feeling that the heavens and the earth were shattered that day, which was really beyond his expectations.

Don't do much, you don't even need to meet, just these two tones are enough to compare the two of Yan madman Qu Ao, enough to know what kind of strength Mingwu has reached, since this is the case, thousands of years of immortality, why bother to make another move and set up an extra prince?

According to the question in his heart, Huang Fuxu held down the faint sound of the Prison Suppression God Knife, looked at Wushen, and saw that he looked respectful as worshipping the gods, and shook his head slightly, Wushen can lay the foundation for Yuren, but he is by no means the best teacher on the martial arts road, because he can't teach Yuren the strongest martial arts, it seems that he still has to worry about his father.

Holding the hand of the jade fan, Wushen watched Huang Fu Xu's movements and didn't say more, he stepped forward first, and Huang Fu Xu and Yu Fan Yuren followed behind, and followed Wu Shen to the Mingwu Palace where the emperor was located.

After a while, the four of them came to a lonely palace standing in the middle of the inner layer of the imperial city, empty, surrounded by all kinds of gods and goddesses, temples, there are thousands of gods and goddesses, countless types, but they all have one thing in common, the appearance is exactly the same.

Clay sculptures, gold, copper, and paintings, and so on, the gods are all middle-aged people in their thirties, handsome, and gloomy temperament.

As soon as Huangfu Xu approached here, he felt that the void was filled with layers of densely crowded thoughts, or the will of countless people gathered in the endless gods outside the Mingwu Palace.

Since the first generation of emperors, the palace has changed, the terrain has changed, the decoration has changed, and even the people have changed, but the gods who are full of space have not changed.

"No wonder the Imperial Palace is the place where Amaterasu's will is the strongest and the closest to Amaterasu, it turns out that the mystery is here, it is the magic created by the barbarian totem martial arts combined with Buddhism and Taoism? ”

Huangfu Xu's eyes narrowed, and a cold light flashed in his long and narrow eyes, the emperor seemed to be high, but he was just a pawn of Amaterasu, and sooner or later he was used and abandoned, will Yuto be this kind of life in the future?

After the squeak, rumbling tremor, the gate of the majestic Mingwu Palace opened, and two people dressed in black, masked, and carrying short knives dressed as ninjas walked out of the palace, knelt on one knee, and said in unison,

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Emperor pleases. ”

Wushen and Huangfu Xu took the lead and walked into the main hall at the same time, with Yuren's jade fan following behind the two, their faces were very calm, only Xiao Yuren's face was excited, and he seemed to be very intoxicated by the surrounding breath, dancing with his hands.

Entering the main hall, the gate of the palace was closed instantly, and countless pearl lamps were lit up around the dim surroundings, illuminating the main hall, which was clearer and more dazzling than daytime.

On the throne of the high platform a hundred meters away from the four of them, there was a man with hair like snow and a withered man, sitting on it, and waves of great will like a god emanated from his body, and at the same time, there was also an immeasurable amount of essence emanating from his body.

Just as Emperor Fu Xu was surprised that Emperor Mingmu had killed himself, this immeasurable essence gathered into a long dragon, pouring in from the back of the man on the throne, and when the tail disappeared, the man turned into a heroic young man again.

"This, yin and yang creation, the cycle of life and death, Emperor Mingwu is really an unborn master, powerful, no, this is not his power. ”

Huangfu Xu was sighing that the emperor was powerful, and his eyelids jumped suddenly, and he found that in fact, Mingwu was an ordinary person, and he didn't have the slightest true qi, but there was a divine power that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth for his use, so he had such an amazing atmosphere.

Of course, even the extremely strong cultivation realm that has just condensed the will in the air and exuded can only be achieved with the help of that divine power.

"It's still Amaterasu, no longer different from the Zhongzhou gods, Amaterasu is a living god, and he has such majestic power, maybe it's just the slightest power for him, and it has the divine power that is comparable to Qu Aoyan's madman, is this why he has always stayed in Zhenwu and is not broken?"

Huangfu Xu suddenly discovered a shocking fact, Amaterasu himself was a powerhouse of the broken level, and when all the ancient gods and demons were shattered or died, he left Yizhou and incarnated as Amaterasu to enjoy the belief of endless incense.

After so many years of savings, his strength has been huge enough to shake the world, and a single broken powerhouse is probably not his enemy, taking Ling Dong as an example, the realm may be much higher than Amaterasu, but the pure strength is a hundred times and a thousand times worse.

"Maybe above the broken, there is a higher realm, but it is difficult to cultivate, the reason why Amaterasu stayed in the Zhenwu Continent back then was not because he didn't want to be broken, but because he wanted to be broken, he could surpass his father and brother and become the strongest god.

Perhaps, it was because the shattered world was too dangerous and cruel, and Amaterasu was afraid, so he wanted to accumulate enough divine power to break it again.

But no matter which one it is, Amaterasu is an extremely terrifying existence, it turns out that shattering in this world may not be the strongest force, could it be that in a corner of the continent, there are still ruthless people like Amaterasu?"

Huang Fuxu was frightened in his heart, not because he was timid, but because he was extremely scared, for example, his parents found the true demon hand bone that was later taken away by the Immortal Ancestor, it was the hand bone left by a generation of broken true demons, who could force the broken level demon to that extent?

Amaterasu? Or is it made of some other old antique?

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