Signing Starts From Covering the Sky

Not far away, a young man walked slowly, looking very peaceful, but every step he fell was in harmony with the heaven and the earth, and there was an inexplicable rhythm.

This is a beautiful man, whose appearance makes many women in the world envious. He can be called a peerless elegance. The whole body is crystal clear, the divine light is flowing slowly, and many people are guarding him, as if surrounded by stars.

"The Emperor!"

Whether it was the human race or the Taikoo race, their expressions moved in an instant, and they looked at this handsome man like the son of a god, with an incredible look on his face.

The immortal emperor has a supreme status in the hearts of all ethnic groups, and is known as a legend. Naturally, the status of his descendants is also extremely respected, and he is called the son of the gods.

Many people thought that the Immortal Emperor was just a legend, because he was too mysterious and powerful. Unexpectedly, the son of the gods appeared alive in front of them now.

Many immemorial creatures even pay homage to worship, very pious, without the slightest false color.

And Chen Xuanzhi didn't even look back, and walked slowly towards the ten-thousand-zhang high platform, not caring at all about what happened below, as if the emperor's son was insignificant.

"Saint Son of Yaochi!"

The Emperor looked indifferent behind him, and recognized that this person was the guy who once absorbed his blood essence in a strange jar of water. For a moment, his handsome face was slightly distorted.

How noble is his identity, to be so bullied by a human race, it is unbelievable to say it.

Seeing Chen Xuanzhi and ignoring him, his face became even more stagnant, and his eyes flashed with brilliance, revealing a cold killing intent.

Originally, I could have been born earlier, but it was because of this guy that he lost his blood essence, resulting in congenital insufficiency. He was born a few years later and at a huge cost!

"The emperor's burial place, the human beings quickly retreat!"

"The eternal resting place of the gods, you humans dare to come and disturb you!"

Many ancient tribes looked excited and stepped forward one after another, especially the descendants of the eight gods, who surrounded the emperor and climbed to the high platform.

"Hmph, why do you say that this is your immemorial emperor, but the immortal burial place of our great emperor of the human race, it's you who should retreat!"

"Yes, if today's fate is in the human race, your immemorial creatures do not understand the destiny, and they do not know the general trend, and they will be destroyed!"

Some human races opened their mouths one after another, their expressions extremely indifferent. These ancient races were too strong and domineering, which made them hold a sigh of relief and felt unhappy.

Most of the people who can come here are cultivators above the dragon transformation level. At this point, the immortal burial is close at hand, how can they be willing to retreat after a few words from the other party?

"You are courting death!"

The emperor snorted coldly, surrounded by five-colored rings, he stepped forward, slapped his palms in circles, very direct, the wind was like thunder, and the void was twisted. He was actually photographed into meat mud.

Many people were terrified. This place suppressed the Fa and Dao of most people. I didn't expect that the Emperor was still so powerful. His strength was terrifying, and his physical strength was unparalleled in the world. He really deserved to be the son of a god.

Chen Xuanzhi's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to move forward.

His forehead was extremely dazzling, and the Heaven Swallowing Demon covered the ups and downs between his eyebrows, evolving into a black hole and withstood the enormous pressure.

The emperor of Zhongzhou, the demon master and the war master of Nanling were under a lot of pressure, and they walked hard behind him, unable to resist the terrifying force.

They also understand that everything is empty at the moment, and only the treasure of the gods is real!

Chen Xuanzhi was on his way up, and although there was a terrifying aura pervading him, his footsteps were not hindered, and he soon reached the top of the jade platform.

He carried his hands on his back, his eyes were clear, and he stared at the coffin of the gods in the void, his expression moved slightly.

The coffins are ancient, ups and downs in the void, and there are real dragons and divine phoenixes transformed from immortal gas, which are lifelike, and thousands of them are surrounded here.

Moreover, on the coffin board, a branch of more than one meter long grew, green and green, with a few leaves on it.

"Enlightenment Tea Tree!"

At this time, the Saintess of Yaochi and the **** dog also climbed up, leaving the Vulcan Stove with their heads above their heads and reaching the top.

The **** dog had an incredible look on his face. He and Ye Fan were chased and killed and entered the Undead Mountain by mistake. They had seen a Dao enlightenment tea tree, so they recognized it at a glance.

The branches that are more than one meter long on the coffin board are verdant green and filled with a peaceful atmosphere, which is of the same origin as the Enlightenment Tea Tree.

In this world, only immortal medicines and immortal trees can last forever, and they will not be erased by time. Coffins carved from immortal wood naturally maintain some characteristics.

"It's really a big deal, it's worthy of being the emperor's handwriting in the ancient times!" A war lord in Nanling said with a moving expression.

"Too extravagant!" Daxia's emperor also sighed with emotion.

It is conceivable that, as early as the distant immemorial age, the undead emperor had already cut off the undead tree and carved a coffin for himself, but left the root of the gods.

Except for the ancient emperor, the elixir of immortality is almost unobtainable to ordinary people. Unexpectedly, the immortal emperor actually made him into a coffin, which is really shocking.

"Nice baby!"

Chen Xuanzhi made his move, and with a bang, the divine light flickered, and he evenly detained the coffin.

Surprisingly, there was no terrifying aura as imagined, and no wave of destruction passed over, which made people a little unpredictable.

The ancient coffin hewn from the undead tree landed on the jade platform smoothly, sacred and peaceful, with incomparable tranquility.

Chen Xuanzhi pondered for a while. Although the Dao Enlightenment Tea Tree was made into a coffin, the old possessed immeasurable divinity and was a rare treasure.

"brush"

Chen Xuanzhi directly put away the coffin made of Dao Enlightenment Tea Tree while everyone was stunned.

Many people were stunned. Although this coffin was very extraordinary, after all, it might have buried a living being, and there might be great terror, but the Holy Son of Yaochi was so daring, he just put it in, leaving everyone speechless.

Not far away, the emperor's eyes were splitting, and he was almost going mad. His father's coffin board was taken away in front of everyone's eyes!

And under the protection of several guardians and a holy soldier, he gradually approached the highest Taoist platform.

Chen Xuanzhi was too lazy to pay attention to him for the time being, and looked at the places not far away, where there was a very strange scene.

The platform is very broad, and the fairy mist is chaotically intertwined with each other. Chen Xuanzhi's eyes are like torches, and he sees a solid ice not far from the coffin.

"It's not a corpse, it's a human skin!"

Everyone was stunned, and finally fully saw the figure in the five-colored ice, all showing puzzled expressions, full of shock.

That human skin seemed to stand among the peaks of eternity, proud of the past and present and the future, and everything was crawling under his feet.

He has long purple hair, smooth skin, sparkling treasures, and still has a faint flow of luster. There is a crack on his back, and the blood stained is very dreamy.

He is very different from the human race. It is divided into five colors. The colors are dense and the brilliance is gorgeous. It seems that he does not belong to the world.

"Is this really a fairy corpse?" People were stunned, but stared at this dreamlike corpse.

However, many people did not dare to act rashly. This corpse exuded an incomparably terrifying coercion, as if the extreme weapons were about to be revived, and the body of the person who was pressed would be shattered.

"Quickly step back, the emperor's remains are not something that your human race can contaminate!" At this time, the emperor finally boarded the high platform alone.