Regarding the tomb of the first Emperor Tianwu, Xiao Chen, like these people, was curious and had unlimited expectations in his heart. (.woo.o learn)
But when I came here and heard the old dragon's sad roar, I was moved for no reason. It means that unless you are a close friend, you cannot understand it.
Xiao Chen didn't know if he was a confidant, but he could understand the helplessness contained in the mournful roar.
What helplessness
It was because he felt helpless that he could not fulfill the promise he made to the first Tianwu Emperor. He has seen everything in the world, standing on the top of the sky, but in the end he still has no choice but to die.
I still have an obsession in my heart, and I can't let it go. I can't let go of the tomb of the first Emperor Tianwu.
No choice, no choice, no choice!
The rumbling thunder turned into ferocious lightning, splitting the sky, tearing apart the void, and fell mercilessly into the cold pool.
Looking up and looking into the distance, there were dozens of martial saints standing there. Their faces were all excited to the extreme. They were jumping so hard that they didn't even dare to kick them.
Xiao Chen's eyes wandered back and forth between the cold pool and the distance, he shook his head slightly, and his body gradually disappeared back. He lost interest in the Tomb of the Emperor of Heaven for no reason.
I really don’t want to blaspheme, an old dragon has guarded the obsession for 20,000 years.
Just when he quietly disappeared and just entered the lake, hundreds of purple lightnings came together and turned into a golden lightning.
It was as straight as a javelin, coming from the sky, and before it even hit the ground, the entire space began to tremble violently.
Countless jet-black cracks spread out in all directions like spiders from where the lightning fell, and the entire space seemed to be shattered.
Clicking, clicking, cracks stretched out in front of Xiao Chen like tentacles, blocked by an invisible force and unable to move forward at all.
"This old dragon is finished!"
Without looking at the scary crack in front of him, Xiao Chen looked at the cold pool and sighed softly.
boom!
The golden thunder light disappeared into the cold pool in an instant, the fierce roars stopped suddenly, and Qianlong Lake finally returned to calm. A great destruction was quietly happening in the silence.
After a while, green brilliance blew out of the cold pool, as beautiful as fireflies in summer.
The light spot fell on the ground, and green flowers and plants suddenly grew on the desolate land next to the Emperor's tomb. This barren land suddenly burst into life.
The old dragon died, and his long and long life essence was quickly dissipating, allowing everyone to see a miraculous picture.
The flowers and plants on the ground grew like crazy, and in this deep place, a big world full of aura and dazzling flowers and plants grew.
While everyone was marveling at this marvelous scene, a dragon pillar floated out of the cold pool. It was so bright that it was as bright as the sun, and it stung people's eyes.
Around the Tomb of the Emperor of Heaven, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they felt a force that would destroy the heaven and earth, and seemed to blow the entire deserted city into ruins.
"No, this old dragon is restless before death. It wants to blow up the entire deserted city and completely bury the curtain of heaven and earth."
"It's over, I can't escape. The surrounding space is blocked by this energy, and I can't get out at all."
The Martial Saints who took off one after another hit the wall and returned. Now they were really anxious, their faces were ashen, and their hearts were filled with endless despair.
But after waiting for a while, they found that the dragon ball mysteriously disappeared, and the energy that blocked the space also disappeared invisibly.
"I was shocked. It turned out to be a false shot."
"I'm just saying, this old dragon was half dead after being struck by lightning. How can he still have the strength to do this trick?"
The martial saints from all directions breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and looked at the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven again. The despair on their faces disappeared, replaced by endless fanaticism.
Whizzing!
The figure flashed, and everyone rushed towards the Heavenly Emperor's curtain, but just when a group of people were about to arrive around the Heavenly Emperor's tomb.
Thunder light flashed, and a white figure suddenly hung above the tomb.
"Everyone, please go back. This Tomb of the Heavenly Emperor is not something you can open yet."
The sudden appearance of a white figure surprised everyone. There are only a limited number of martial saints in the firmament world, and everyone in this circle will know each other.
Even if you don't know each other, you will at least have heard of the other party's name, so you are not completely ignorant, but you have never heard of such a young martial saint appearing out of nowhere, and his cultivation is still unfathomable.
"Where are you from, my little friend? Can you tell me your name?"
The head of the Li family, one of the eight most aristocratic families in the Jin Kingdom, noticed Xiao Chen and asked.
Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment, but it was strange that no one could recognize him in more than two years.
In fact, he didn't know that in the Kunlun world for more than two years, it was not Xiao Chen's appearance that had changed, but his temperament.
The white-robed swordsman in the sky world is low-key and restrained, hiding his sharp edge. He is calm on the outside but proud on the inside.
At this moment, Xiao Chen was extremely sharp and had the blood of an emperor and overlord. Invisibly, it affects his aura. At a glance, it looks like a peerless sword, radiant and dazzling.
Although he looks sharp on the outside, he is as calm as water on the inside, which is a big change from before. In addition, many people have never seen him in person, so it is normal for them not to recognize him.
Only the head of the Bai family and Sima Hong, the head of the Sima family, had a look of surprise and uncertainty in their eyes, feeling a little familiar.
But he still couldn't connect Xiao Chen, whose temperament had changed drastically, with the white-robed swordsman from before. And I don’t want to believe that in just two years, a Martial Emperor can transform into a Martial Saint. It’s a little bit amazing to say it.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly, looked at the dozens of Martial Saints in front of him, and said, "My surname is Xiao, my name is Chen, Caotou Xiao, and my name is Chen. You should have heard of my name."
"I remember some people, but they also fought against me personally. Why, after just over two years, did they forget about Xiao's existence?"
Wow!
The scene was shaken, and many people looked at Xiao Chen with expressions of disbelief.
Xiao Chen, the white-robed swordsman who had won consecutively in the Five Kingdoms Tournament, the last battle of that day caused the dragon veins in all directions to shake. His name, along with the spread of the True Dragon List, spread throughout the Tianwu Continent, and the endless sea in all directions told of his deeds.
He came from a low-ranking sect in Tiandao Pavilion, but he made rapid progress all the way, defeated all the masters, and finally reached the top.
In less than three years, he actually came back from the Kunlun Realm and reached the realm of Martial Saint, a realm that only old guys like them could reach in a hundred or two hundred years.
Sima Hong's face turned slightly pale, and it turned out to be him. The guy who was half-dead after being slapped by him was really back.
"If I don't die, the Sima family will be slaughtered with blood!"
The bold words that day were treated as child's play. Looking at Xiao Chen's current cultivation level, Sima Hong couldn't help but feel extremely fearful in his heart. His body trembled slightly. After a slight hesitation, he was ready to turn around and leave.
"Sima Hong, if you have the courage, just take one more step for me."
Xiao Chen's eyes were like lightning, with all his sharpness, he pointed directly at Sima Hong and shouted coldly.
Sima Hong was slightly startled and felt a little guilty. He forced himself to cheer up and said: "Xiao Chen, don't think that just because you have become a Martial Saint, you can speak arrogantly. With such arrogance, I really want to bloodbath the Sima family, but my Sima family's heritage is really If you fall out, Tiandao Pavilion will not have a good life. "
The expressions of the other martial saints couldn't help but become complicated.
At that time, Sima Hong relied on his great power and regardless of his status, he caused a great disturbance in Tiandao Pavilion, causing numerous casualties to many junior disciples. In the end, he was slapped in the face and returned. This was a sensation in all quarters.
I'm afraid he never imagined that the little character who couldn't stand up to any move in his hands back then would have a level of cultivation that even he couldn't tell the depth of in less than three years.
Xiao Chen gently twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "There is always a wrongdoer and a debtor. Back then, you killed and injured countless disciples of my Tiandao Pavilion. Don't worry, I will only charge you with this debt."
"Although my heart is cold, I don't kill innocent people indiscriminately. Back then, you gave me a sword and beat me half to death. Today I only ask one question, do you dare to take my finger and settle this grudge?"
There was endless sharpness in his eyes, but his heart was as calm as water. Xiao Chen looked at Sima Hong, quietly waiting for the other party's answer.
Storm is coming, thunder clouds are coming over the city, I just want to ask you, do you dare to take my finger