Chapter 323 Death Is Not the End

Emperor Ye Tian was extremely brilliant.

He defined the true meaning of the Golden Age, which is to end the darkness. He led the heavens and entered with powerful characters one by one.

The Supremes fell one by one, ending the dark turmoil that has plagued the world for ages.

The prestige of the heavenly court is at its peak.

Ye Fan's achievements are astonishing. He has not attained the Dao, but he is the same as becoming the Dao. He does not hold the destiny, but he is stronger than the emperor who holds the destiny.

In this prosperous age, a great emperor was born.

It was a quasi-emperor of the Jinwu clan. No one thought that the old quasi-district who had lived for a long time would testify.

Emperor Jinwu is very sad, he is in the same era as Ye Fan.

Although he is very powerful, he can't beat Ye Fan. Ye Fan's way is too special. In the world, there are very few people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Fan in the records of all ages.

Each one is famous and moved the whole ancient history.

The nearest of them is Dao Tianjun, Dao Tiandi!

The existence of Emperor Daotian and Emperor Ye broke the saying that the two emperors did not meet each other.

There are two Heavenly Emperors coexisting in one life, and it is the Heavenly Emperor, not the Great Emperor!

So Emperor Jinwu is very sad, he is the most desolate emperor, he failed to defeat Ye Fan until his death, and his last words after his death were to tell Ye Fan to die quickly.

Huo Ming talked a lot, and Dao Tianjun was listening, with a smile on his face.

"I made friends with Xiao Song, Ye Fan's disciple, he is very powerful." Huo Ming thought of something.

"Xiao Song asked me to convey a word, his master wants to get together with you."

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun nodded.

"Grandpa, aren't you going to go?"

Huo Ming was a little surprised that he didn't get an answer from Dao Tianjun.

As soon as his words fell, Dao Tianjun's words resounded and echoed in this hall.

"We'll see each other eventually, but not now..."

Thousands of years at the fingertips!

On this day, the outside world was turbulent, and a most amazing flower bloomed.

Huo Ming achieved the position of Great Emperor and took charge of the destiny of this era.

Also at this moment.

The world understood who his master was.

Dao Tiandi!

The most controversial emperor, both good and evil, is also the shortest living emperor.

He achieved the highest fruit status, did not rule the world, but walked into the depths of Nanling, and was no longer born. Whenever someone talks about the emperor, he will be mentioned, and some people will rank him with the Wushi Emperor and the Ruthless Emperor.

Because this person is unparalleled in combat power.

This is an undeniable fact. In terms of combat power alone, he can be ranked in the forefront.

Three thousand years have passed.

Huo Ming returned to the wasteland, and he was still in charge of the most powerful position of the ancient bronze temple in the wasteland.

"boom!!"

Also on this day, in the depths of the ancient bronze temple.

A figure came out.

"Grandpa!" Huo Ming said.

The entire wasteland is boiling, the two living emperors, is there anything more exciting than this.

Huo Ming didn't understand why Dao Tianjun came out suddenly, and suddenly thought of something in his mind.

There were tears in his pupils.

"Grandpa, don't you want to..."

In this regard, Dao Tianjun shook his head, he looked at Huoming, his voice was ethereal as if it came from another time and space.

"You have become a great emperor. The Ancient Bronze Palace only needs one great emperor. I am going to the forbidden area. I have some things to do."

After speaking.

Dao Tianjun left.

this day.

Fire Emperor, Huo Ming is in power, he is in charge of the wasteland, and his radiance is radiant.

Dao Tianjun disappeared.

Many quasi-emperors are guessing whether he left and went to that road. Only a few people know that he didn't go, but went deep into the forbidden area.

"Every year, every year, I have witnessed the replacement of many generations. For nearly 20,000 years, I want to get in touch with Huangmi."

Dao Tianjun stood on that piece of barren soil, with a small dirt bag in the middle.

"Have you figured out something?" An old, old-fashioned voice resounded.

The skinny old man who once had a conversation with the Fire Emperor appeared.

"You are not my creature, but a weapon spirit."

Dao Tianjun stared at the skinny old man, his eyes shone with light, and he saw through the essence.

The thin old man looked at Dao Tianjun with admiration on his face, "Very good."

His eyes are cloudy, his body is bent, he is very old, he looks like he is going to die, but Dao Tianjun knows that this person has lived longer than anyone else, he can survive dozens of generations of emperors.

"There are only a few people who can see through my essence, and you are the fifth."

The old man was whispering, as if reminiscing.

"Maybe you haven't figured it out. I feel the specialness of your qi and blood, which stretches endlessly, like an independent fairy. Are you bored and want to have fun?" said the thin old man.

Hearing this, Dao Tianjun's eyes flickered.

"You are special."

I didn't expect this old man to see through his thoughts. This is not mind reading, it's just that he has more knowledge and guessed it.

But this requires a terrifying Yueli, otherwise, how could it be possible to see through Dao Tianjun's character and thoughts at a glance.

"It's just a broken fairy soldier, not worthy of praise." The skinny old man waved his hand, "You don't want to enter that road yet, what do you want to ask here."

"all."

Dao Tianjun made a sound.

Hearing these words, the skinny old man smiled.

Immediately, he looked into the distance.

"What do you think the outside world is?"

Dao Tianjun was stunned by the thin old man's question, he did not expect such a question.

What is the outside world?

At this moment, the skinny old man coughed, and then sighed, "The outside world, even the creatures in the wasteland think that the wasteland is a small world, but who knows, the concepts between the two should be reversed."

There was no reply, Dao Tianjun was listening.

"The outside world is actually attached to my wasteland."

The skinny old man said something amazing.

"Why is there another road in my ruined land, that is the fairy road, which belongs to my ruined land, but it is special..." At this point, the skinny old man stopped talking.

That road cannot be told, only when Dao Tianjun walks by himself will he understand what the road is.

"Everyone's path is different, and it's useless for me to tell." The skinny old man said and explained, "The outside world is attached to my wasteland, and the fairy road is reserved for them. It is some agreement in the past, an agreement with the fairyland."

"Is it the agreement made by the ancestor Huangtian?"

Dao Tianjun made a sound.

Hearing this, the skinny old man opened his eyelids and looked at Dao Tianjun.

He didn't expect that Dao Tianjun would know.

"Yes, according to the original agreement, the living beings from the outside world cannot be cut off. They also have the right to pursue longevity. This is why we seldom go to the outside world to fight for the wasteland. We have left behind the ancestral teachings. We don't want to rob other people's way."

"I don't know much about what happened back then. At that time, I was broken and sleeping."

"The existence of the wasteland, why it exists, and what it really is, you will gradually understand when you step on that road."

The old man whispered, occasionally coughing violently.

It's not that he is sick, but that his body has dao marks and has been suppressed.

It seems that Dao was injured because he said too much, but when Dao Tianjun was about to strike, he waved his hand, "This is an old problem, it won't die, it's fine to cough a few times."

"Understanding."

The thin old man suddenly said these two words.

He looked at Dao Tianjun, "You still remember that when you reach a certain level, you will tell the creatures in the wasteland about the background of our wasteland, right? The blood of the little desolate master is just the cheapest one."

"There are really too many details."

"When you helped you, those people who destroyed the Shenxu are all living emperors, and they didn't kill themselves."

Another amazing news!

From the outside world, those people seem to be self-defeating supremes, but in fact, who would have expected it!

They are all living ancient emperors, they have not killed themselves, they have lived forever, and they seem to be immortal like immortals.

"Longevity substance." The skinny old man said a noun, "There is such a substance in the fairyland. Why do people in the world say that the fairyland seeks longevity? They are not wrong. There is a special substance in the fairyland that can make people live for a long time."

"Every moment, my wasteland will absorb the living matter from the fairyland, and even from the dark place."

"Little Desolate Lord's most precious water is just the cheapest thing."

"It was born because of the Great Emperor, and there are many living ancient emperors and ancient emperors in our wasteland. It is too easy to create that kind of thing."

His words were very calm, and he didn't take the treasure water seriously.

"Surviving by living matter, doesn't it mean..." Dao Tianjun's glazed eyes fluctuated, and he looked into the depths of the forbidden area. He wanted to perceive how many supreme beings survived.

Because this is likely to be an extremely scary and terrifying message.

Eternal accumulation.

How many people must survive.

At the same time, with so many people surviving, one must know that they are all invincible beings who can become emperors. Could it be that some people have become immortals?

in this case.

The background of the wasteland is too terrifying.

Not to mention the cultivation world of the universe, even if it is placed in the fairyland, that world will tremble three times.

"How much background, even I don't know."

The skinny old man shook his head, "I'm just a guide, leading you to that road."

He doesn't know much about the background, and some things are hard to tell.

after.

The old man spoke some more words.

Dao Tianjun left.

"What is Remnant Land playing in history?" Dao Tianjun whispered softly.

At the same time, he was thinking of something.

"The Dragon King is not our ancestor."

After hearing this sentence, Dao Tianjun fell into deep thought. What would happen if this sentence was heard by the people in the wasteland? It would probably turn the tables, and no one would agree.

Everyone is proud of who they are, Dragon Prince citizens.

Tell them now that the Dragon King is not an ancestor.

Isn't this subverting previous concepts?

After that, there were many questions, all of which were cut off by the skinny old man with one sentence.

"Only when you step on that road will you gradually understand."

Dao Tianjun heard such words no less than ten times, and most of the time it was the old man who answered like this.

What the hell is that path.

What is the purpose of the countless generations of living beings in the wasteland, what is the road to immortality that belongs to them in the wasteland, and what is the end of it?

What is the so-called deep sleep, why do you want to go to deep sleep instead of death, and what does this sentence mean.

"Death is not the end."

The old man finally said this sentence...

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