"Is it really Qingxuan Ancient Emperor?"

All the Daotongs have people who have expressed the name of the emperor, which makes many people vague.

They looked at the figure in white and were stunned.

"Has Fang Xuan become an emperor?"

The Maobai from the Great Qin Dynasty opened his mouth and looked at the darkness. The more exciting the expression on his face was, the more exciting it was.

Outsiders don’t know who this ‘emperor’ is, but people at Tianshu Pass of the Great Qin know that it is Fang Xuan.

But they were also confused at this time.

"Mr. Fang, has he proved the truth?" Kuang Chengsi was stunned.

Too incredible.

The figure in the darkness was too dark. He was alone in the darkness, and hundreds of millions of strange creatures were killed, turning into wisps of strange aura.

Such power cannot be achieved by the imperial army. It is more like a terrifying ancient emperor coming from the past and coming to this era to calm down the dark and turmoil.

"Is he the reincarnation of the Great Emperor?" Hua Zhengqing was frightened and a terrifying thought emerged in his heart.

Yes...

Only this statement is consistent with everything Fang Xuan did.

"Boom!!"

Another terrifying emperor power swept through the darkness. The strange creatures returning to the realm were destroyed in the blink of an eye. The strange creatures in the holy realm had no time to scream and became qi on the spot.

Bang bang bang...

There is a burst of loud sound, as if the heart is beating, and the vigorous power of life is shaking the universe.

People saw a quaint little black jar beside the figure in white.

moment!

People in the world understand which imperial weapon the aura was sensed before, it was this small jar. This ancient imperial weapon was reviving, bursting out endless powerful chaotic power, like a dam that opened the gate to release floods. At that moment, all strange creatures were destroyed.

The little black jar rippled, and the terrifying waves were like water waves, as if Pangu had opened the sky and the Chaos Hongmeng explosion.

"That is the White Tiger Demon Emperor Protecting the Dao Emperor that appeared in the ancient times!"

Someone recognized the origin of this imperial weapon and exclaimed in surprise.

The broken little milk can accompanied the emperor throughout his life. Without the small milk can, there would be no White Tiger Demon King.

It is it that protects the White Tiger Demon Emperor. Without it, the White Tiger Demon Emperor would have been captured by the Imperial Power when he was a child, and what he faced was definitely not a good thing.

The White Tiger Demon Emperor has a deep affection for this imperial weapon. In order to preserve and protect it completely, the White Tiger Demon Emperor did not melt it as his imperial weapon, but chose to refine a brand new imperial weapon from scratch.

Thinking of this, someone couldn't help but be surprised, "Is it the White Tiger Demon Emperor!"

“It’s very similar.”

Yin Bixuan also thought of this and whispered.

The White Tiger Demon King, wearing a white dress, with a bun like a dragon, and his figure was as majestic as the eternal peak of heaven, with a domineering momentum.

This back looks very similar, just...

At this moment, the old guys who understand ancient history and are familiar with the emperor's postures in the world all frowned.

Except for the white clothes, there are too many differences among the others, which are very different.

"The White Tiger Demon Emperor walks like a dragon wanders around the world, and the tiger walks through the vast mountain, and his energy penetrates the ninety-nine heavens, and he..."

The Feixian Emperor whispered.

The white-clothed emperor has no dominance of the white tiger, but has endless mystery, as if he was born in the beginning of time, grew up in the world of emptiness and reality, stepping on the long river of time, immortality, everything in the world is like smoke and clouds in his eyes, mysterious and unpredictable.

Between thoughts.

The emperor of the Feixian Divine Dynasty, who was in power, paused.

For some reason, a person appeared in his mind. He was very similar to this white-clothed emperor, and the two had many similarities.

Dress, temperament, posture...

The Feixian Emperor's eyelids hopped slightly.

"Impossible." The Emperor Feixian said to himself in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly in the distance, as if he wanted to see clearly what the white back looked like on the front.

"The Emperor."

An ancient voice of vicissitudes came from the dark avenue, and the small milk can was completely revived and the spirit of the weapon on it woke up.

After saying these two words, people in the world got goosebumps and their souls shook.

Rumble.

Suddenly, the power of the ancient emperors spread out from the darkness spread. There was a heavenly emperor deep in the Taoist throne of the great emperors, and the power of the emperor rose.

This is the imperial soldier. The imperial soldier sensed the same breath and showed signs of awakening.

A region that no one knows.

The forbidden stone statues buried among the mountains, rivers and sieges and standing in the snow peaks and valleys flow with faint light.

A ray of light flashed across the stone surface, and then returned to silence. No one could see all this.

When the world's expressions are turbulent.

In the dark avenue, the milk can ripples in the power of the emperor.

"I felt a warm breath in you." It said a sentence from the other party Xuan.

Fang Xuan smiled.

He understood the meaning of the milk can's words, and that kindness was the way and method of the master of the milk can.

"Would you like to accompany me to the darkness?"

Listening to Fang Xuan's words, the Emperor's power rippled on the milk jar, "Dark comes, I am willing to fight, I long to go to the darkness, the Emperor is in the depths of the darkness."

At the end of the conversation, the milk jug became excited, as if a lost child found his way home and saw his relatives waiting for him in the distance.

It promised Fang Xuan!

Willing to fight.

If it is someone else's telling you, the milk jug will not be willing to step on the darkness and hit the world gate. If you are not an emperor, you will be in vain if you don't reach the emperor.

However, Fang Xuan was different. It felt a terrible force from Fang Xuan. This man was very strange. He seemed to have borrowed a milk can to preach a power that he had never seen before. That power made it decide.

Fang Xuan heard this and his expression remained unchanged, and the milk jug agreed.

"Then let's start and let me see how powerful Haotian's imperial soldier is!!"

Once the sound fell.

"boom!"

The small milk can burst out, and there was a rule of time on it, forming petals like lenses, flying catkins, and ancient historical scenes all record a majestic man.

A hazy little man appeared above the small milk can, sitting cross-legged on a lotus flower. The lotus is composed of the destiny pattern, and its glorious power moves the heavens. He is surrounded by the aura of the great way and is surrounded by the water of time.

At this moment.

The dark avenue became brighter, and the milk can bloomed with millions of dollars of imperial light. The eyes of the little man sitting at the mouth of the can suddenly open.

Crack Crack Crack Crack…

The order collapsed between heaven and earth, the rules collapsed, and the milk can crashed into the depths of the darkness.

A shocking power erupts at the end of the darkness!

outside world.

The creatures on the broken wasteland felt a burst of tinnitus and their souls tingled.

A vast dark portal appeared, and it was thousands of miles long and wide, with hundreds of millions of strange creatures engraved on it, exuding an unknown aura.

There was a ferocious mark on it, and most of the two portals were sunk.

Click...

The portal exploded, and endless black mist squirted out, and its mist exuded an unknown aura, sweeping across the entire dark avenue and rushing to the broken wasteland.

However, the imagined picture did not appear, the ominous black fog was blocked, and the white figure looked like an immortal immortal mountain, standing in the darkness, blocking the unknown.

"Is that the realm gate?" Mao Bai looked at the portal that seemed to lead to the Nine Netherworld Domain, and his expression was extremely tense.

It stared at the door and always felt furrowed all over.

There is absolutely nothing good behind the door. The strange creature is inside the door, and it doesn't want to explore it at all.

This is the first time Maobai has had such an idea. You must know that it is very curious, otherwise it would not know many secrets, which have a lot to do with its liking to explore.

However, Maobai doesn't want to explore at all now, so he wants to be curious about what the portal is.

Not to mention him, all creatures in the ruins were like this. When they saw the portal, they explained that they subconsciously retreated, and instinctively wanted to retreat. If they looked at it more, they would feel furrowed and afraid of being contaminated.
To be continued...