Fantasy: Get The Heavenly Emperor Template At The Start

At the moment when the blood-stained altar was shrouded, the ancient dim rune on the altar was also illuminated by the bright light.

In the next instant, the dazzling and simple patterns directly separated from the altar and hung in the air.

The blood-stained altar suddenly shot out a million-colored glow, and the two converged directly to illuminate the entire dim abyss.

The ripples of the light ball grew bigger and bigger, surging towards the blood-stained bronze door.

"Crunch!"

The ancient patterns flashed all over the sky, and the ancient blood-stained bronze door slowly opened.

A smell of dust that has been sealed for hundreds of millions of years, surged from behind the giant gate.

All cultivators rioted at this moment, surging with endless divine power.

"boom!"

The blood-stained bronze door opened wide.

There was only a moment of silence in the field, and then the black shadows swarmed into the sea, like a torrent, pouring into the bronze gate that exuded a thousand zhang of sunshine.

Everyone knows that there must be many dangers behind the bronze door.

But dangers often coexist with opportunities. Under the temptation of countless inherited artifacts, these dangers are obviously left behind by everyone.

Ye Wushuang looked at the sea of ​​people pouring into the air. After waiting for a while, there was no accident. He glanced at the Dark Demon and the Son of the Beginning, Mo Ke, and swept away.

At this point, the soldiers came to cover the water and earth, and he also had to look at the dark demon realm, the holy realm of the early days, and what the ominous monsters could make.

Seeing Ye Wushuang snatch away, the dark devil's mouth raised a sneer.

"Ye Wushuang must die inside this time."

As soon as the voice fell, the saint child of the holy world of the beginning waved his palm, and the Demon Cultivator of the dark demon rushed towards the giant gate of the light group with a huge force.

These powerful people are densely populated, and everyone knows that this ancient secret store will be very lively, or tragic.

In the middle area of ​​Funeral Valley, two figures followed and rolled out of the void.

It was from Ye Wushuang's men who escaped Zhirou and Jianyun.

Divine Child Jianyun was already in a coma at this time, and Zhirou struggled in her eyes. She shook her sword in her hands and hesitated in her heart.

Dark shadows lingered around, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves was everywhere.

Zhi Rou's eyes lit up, and she immediately propped up Jian Yun's body and stepped into the direction of Burial Yuan Valley again.

"咻々"!"

Several black afterimages seemed to smell the power of blood, and they rushed towards Zhirou and Jianyun's divine son.

Zhirou's complexion was pale, and she shook the Jianyun god son in a coma.

Without getting any response, she gritted her teeth and held up a curtain of light, as if exhausted.

Bang bang bang!

The surrounding dark shadows kept hitting the pale golden defensive light shield, and every time it hit the light shield, it would be a bit dim.

At the same time, the middle stage of Zhirou's beautiful eyes is a little bit more.

Finally, with a click, the golden mask was directly hit and shattered.

The weird force quickly culled both Zhirou and Jianyun Shenzi.

A faint golden sword light cut out, and rushed towards Zhirou's dark power and was directly cut in half. On the other side, the sword cloud god child rushed to the monster, but no one was low-level.

"what!"

The weird power poured directly into Jian Yun's body, and the blood veins expanded throughout his body, and the appearance of the whole person became distorted.

"Is it because I think too much?"

Zhi Rou muttered in her heart, she was about to help Jianyun Shenzi clean up the monsters in her body.

That person said that the body can't be damaged too much.

Suddenly, a green light directly lifted Zhirou's petite body away.

A sharp sword light rushed out from the Divine Sense of the Divine Child of Jianyun, and the Divine Child of Jianyun slowly opened his eyes, which looked extremely strange.

"boom!"

Strange power poured into the body, and it was directly shattered by Jian Mang.

Not only that, the momentum changed to the sword cloud, the sword in his hand rose up into the sky, countless sword lights scattered down, the monster in the radius of ten thousand meters was shattered before it even screamed.

Unfamiliar Jianyun cast his gaze on Zhi Rou, who was full of joy: "This god son didn't look at the wrong person, and promoted you. He was able to rescue me desperately and take me back to the city. When the god son wakes up, you are Jianqiong. Fairy pilgrim saint!"

Zhirou buried her head and gave a big gift: "Thanks to the godson, Zhirou will definitely bring the godson back to the city!"

The soaring blue sword light gradually dissipated, and there was still a surge of Sword Qi in the radius of a million feet, and there was no ghostly worship and weird power.

At the same time, Jian Yun slowly fell down, his aura in his body was extremely weak.

Zhirou's intimate clothes were wet with cold sweat, and she knelt down for a long time before slowly picking up her body.

The original pale complexion was flushed with rosy, walking slowly in front of the sword cloud god child, a peculiar energy surged from the jade hand, and it was placed on the sword cloud god child sky spirit cover.

The horror aura permeated, and the faint aura of Jianyun Shenzi completely disappeared.

The corpse was already a little cold in the Jedi, and in Zhirou's hands, there was a primordial villain locked in a ball of light.

This Yuanshen villain was full of resentment and incomprehension at this time.

Zhirou put away her primordial spirit and body, and murmured towards the center of the funeral valley: ".々Master, Zhirou did it."

The moment Ye Wushuang rushed into the giant gate, he could clearly feel a wave of extremely mysterious space rippling.

Suddenly, a strong tearing force surged from all directions, trying to tear Ye Wushuang into pieces.

Ye Wushuang directly sacrificed the Star picture and wrapped it in his body. After about half of the incense, the tearing sensation gradually dissipated, and the surroundings became brighter.

When I stepped into the space and looked around, I couldn't help but take a breath, his eyes filled with shock.

Not only was there no lifelessness as imagined, but the breeze was blowing in the face, and a scent of fragrance came to my heart.

If the world of wonderland appeared before Ye Wushuang's eyes.

There are blue sky and white clouds everywhere, the lake is clear, the green hills are towering, the aura flowers are swaying here, the Spiritual Qi in the space seems to be able to condense water, which is dozens of times stronger than the ancient battlefield, crushing the upper bound, The surrounding area is like a peaceful and peaceful jockey.

But Ye Wushuang looked at the beautiful and charming, but without cultivator and lifeless world, fell into silence.

It's so peaceful, where did all the cultivators that entered?

He doesn't even know how many spaces he has turned, so where are the entrance and exit?

"Old Xiaoxin, where is this ancient secret store? This is a dangerous place at all!"

The white mark floated out of the Yun Shenzhu, looked around, his eyes were full of jealousy.

Ye Wushuang followed his gaze, and when Divine Sense scanned it carefully, he found simple patterns hidden in the air around him.

Those lines contain the power of death that even his heart palpitates.

Ye Wushuang took out a Divine Armament of the Supreme Realm and threw it towards a flower bush.

"what!"

The Divine Armament of the Supreme Realm instantly collapsed into a little bit of starlight.

"This is still called secret storage?".

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