After half a day, Jiang Chen also woke up from his practice. When he heard Xue Liang's words, he was extremely shocked. Even Xue Liang, who had already taken control of the Executioner's Platform, was powerless, but the matter had come to this point, but there was no way to recover it. Not only Jiang Chen, but also Xue Liang became more and more curious about this ancient emperor of Kyushu.
"Since the beheading platform has flown away by itself, let's go in and take a look."
Although Xue Liang was a little unwilling in his heart, he couldn't change the status quo.
"All right."
Jiang Chen said that the four of them quickly passed through the blood-colored stone gate, the huge blood-colored portal, giving people a feeling of icy coldness.
"It's Xuanyuan Canglan!"
Xue Liang also recognized him at a glance, with a look of surprise on his face.
"Why is he here?"
"This guy is everywhere, and his strength is much stronger than before. If I hadn't taken the opportunity to enter the stage before, I would not have been his opponent at that time."
Jiang Chen shook his head and said, but now if we fight again, Jiang Chen will be fearless!
"It seems that the tomb of the ancient emperor of Kyushu is really getting more and more lively."
Xue Liang said lightly, but his eyes narrowed slightly. The addition of Xuanyuan Canglan also made their battle more difficult.
"Is that an altar?"
Jiang Chen's gaze fell on the black square altar in the distance. There were eight altars in total, in the shape of gossip. Each altar was guarded. Among them, long hair fluttered, very strange.
The back is like a mountain, full of a strong feeling, giving people a coercion that is as heavy as a thousand inches, and the momentum is completely above everything. People yearn for it. Even Lan Luo and Xuanyuan Canglan fell into contemplation, silently looking at the bloody back without saying a word.
"The ancient emperor of Kyushu?"
Bingyun exclaimed, and his face became extremely solemn. At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Bingyun, including Lan Luo and Xuanyuan Canglan, who also waved their hands, and suddenly found that Jiang Chen and the others appeared in the to the door.
"You said he was the ancient emperor of Kyushu?"
Jiang Chen and others took a deep breath, and their expressions became more and more solemn. Is that back really the ancient emperor of Kyushu
Accompanied by Bingyun's exclamation, everyone stared silently. The sitting back seemed to be one with heaven and earth. Even the sudden broken sword gave people a smooth fusion of heaven and earth. It's just that Jiang Chen felt that he had seen that sword somewhere, but he wasn't sure.
That back figure is thought-provoking, and even makes people feel confused for a while. The stalwart man in the gossip altar is the center of the entire altar. He sits there and seems to be looking at something. This kind of decision to take death as home is thought-provoking.
Especially that sword, when Jiang Chen walked in, the Heavenly Dragon Sword in his hand began to tremble constantly. It was a sense of crisis and a resonance!
Jiang Chen was even more cautious in his heart. If he could resonate with his Heavenly Dragon Sword, what a terrifying divine weapon would it be? The Craftsman God sealed his Heavenly Dragon Sword, but it still reached the level of a Hunyuan Treasure. Even he couldn't create such an artifact as a Hunyuan Treasure. The Emperor Realm powerhouse was also shocked. Now, Jiang Chen is the first This is the first time I have seen such a terrifying magician.
Even the dilapidated Eastern Emperor Bell only caused the Heavenly Dragon Sword to vibrate slightly. On the broken sword, the terrifying aura caused Jiang Chen and the others to change their color. The arrogance and domineering in the world, the bloodthirsty sword intent, exudes from the inside out, suffocating.
That back figure, holding a short sword, also attracted everyone's attention.
The back is like a mountain, the spine is like a hook, and the gossip altar is endless, but that person has no trace of vitality. All the vitality is on the extremely terrifying broken sword.
When Bingyun called out the ancient emperor of Kyushu, everyone knew in their hearts that that person must be the ancient emperor of Kyushu!
"I didn't expect you to be still alive, which is a bit interesting."
Xuanyuan Canglan said coldly, looking at Jiang Chen.
"You are really haunted, this time I will never let you leave easily."
Xue Liang said solemnly.
"Really? It depends on whether you have the ability or not. If not, you should all be buried with the Great Emperor Beiliang."
Xuanyuan Canglan glanced at Xue Liang lightly. Although his strength was comparable to his own, he seemed to be inferior to Jiang Chen, so he took care of it this time.
"Your arrogance is disgusting."
Xue Liang also went head-to-head with Xuanyuan Canglan. After all, both of them were no longer the rulers of yesterday. If they meet again, they will inevitably collide with a more terrifying battle.
"Unfortunately, the sword has been broken."
There was a look of disappointment in Lan Luo's eyes. It was obvious that she came for the broken sword, but the sword had already been broken. Although Yu Wei was there, the glory of the year was no longer there.
"Even if it is a broken sword, I will not give up."
Xuanyuan Canglan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he rushed straight up. Before, he and Lan Luo had broken through layers of obstacles before he could be considered to have approached this gossip altar, but this gossip altar and the formation of taboos made both of them extremely Headache, in a predicament.
"The day the broken sword is reforged, when the knight returns... Although the sword is broken, it may not be able to be reforged..."
Xue Liang murmured, this scene made Xue Liang seem familiar. Once, his golden holy sword was smashed and swallowed, and he secretly swore that if one day, the day when the broken sword is recast, will be the return of the knight. Time.
At the same time, in Linhejie, in the sword tomb of Forgotten Sword Tomb, countless broken swords, at this moment, kept trembling and humming, as if they were awakened. The sword tomb that had been silent for millions of years, Countless magical soldiers are intertwined, broken swords collide, flying in the sky, and thousands of broken swords.
The broken swords seemed to be broken souls, constantly colliding, and the sound of gold and iron was piercing.
An old man in gray robe who has guarded the ancient sword tomb for an unknown number of years, suddenly stood up from the old vine chair, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a touch of excitement in his eyes, and he was even embarrassed.
"It's been 99.99 million years, Master, are you really coming back?"
The old man was in tears, and his heart was full of excitement. Once upon a time, the Godless Venerable who was in the north and cool the wind and clouds, was finally coming back!
"It's not that easy to win the broken sword."
Xue Liang snorted coldly, rose into the sky, and instantly fought against Xuanyuan Canglan.