With the magnificent momentum that burst out from Xiao Yifan, the entire Dongtuzhou was almost shocked!

The majesty that was overwhelming the world made countless powerful people in the mortal world open their eyes and look at the direction of the Taishang Haoran Sect in horror.

Dongtuzhou, Yingyuexue Palace.

Above the snow-covered palace, a woman was floating in the sky, frowning with her eyebrows.

Suddenly, she saw her hands as if she was strikingly dragons, outlining snow rays in the air. As the snow rays fell, she heard the woman shouting "Feng!"

Immediately afterwards, the vast bamboo forest in the distance, from near to far, countless snowflakes instantly condensed into ice, spreading around the Yaoyue Snow Palace.

At this moment, a white-haired woman in white clothes suddenly floated out of the palace.

"Yes, Qingling, you have learned this style of "Frozen Three Thousand Miles" as you have become quite good. Your talent is extremely comparable to that of an ordinary genius!"

The white-haired woman looked at it and commented lightly.

Qiao Qingling's ten fingers like jade pinched her slight fingers, and as the wind and snow blew, she blew her hair infinitely, dyeing the cheek that was sacred and cold.

"Thank you for your guidance, Master." Qiao Qingling flew down slowly and said calmly.

She is studying back and forth in Yaoyuexue Palace, Tianqing Sword Sect, and Fenxiao Wusen. She is studying back and forth in Yaoyuexue Palace.

The woman in white nodded slightly, "You can learn this style in just one day. My secret scripts with completely different meridians. Your drama can be integrated. All three of me underestimate your potential..."

At this time, as soon as the woman in white finished speaking, her eyelids suddenly jumped, and she turned around and looked into the distance.

"The great qi of heaven and earth? Emperor Wu shook the world? This breath..."

The woman in white sniffled a little air conditioning and looked at the distance with no confidence, "Emperor Haoran Wushu? Such a terrifying figure? Didn't she die eight thousand years ago?"

"Master, what are you talking about?" Qiao Qingling asked with a frown.

"It's nothing, you practice more, I'll go back!"

After saying that, the woman in white looked into the distance, turned into white light, and disappeared into the sky.

At the same time, the Fenxiao Wushu Sect and the Tianqing Sword Sect, two powerful men opened their eyes one after another, murmuring incredible ways:

"Huang Ran Wudi? How could the peerless figure from Gai Dai eight thousand years ago have his breath?"

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In the center of Dongtuzhou, there is a city called Yanhuang City, which controls the great veins of the entire Dongtuzhou and holds the fortune of the human race in the world.

It was the first torch passed down by the God of Xi in the mortal world.

After tens of thousands of years of change, Yanhuang City has long been no longer Yanhuang City, but has become the place of the dragon veins in the world: Yanhuang Domain!

He is not a peerless figure in the ordinary world and cannot be controlled.

This generation, who is in charge of the Yanhuang Realm and is the common ruler of the world, is named Feng Qingge, and is the supreme figure who stood proudly in the stars of the mortal world thousands of years ago.

Also known as the Emperor Zongtian Feng.

It is rumored that life and death have long been able to be broken, and a thousand years ago, it has reached the peak of the Broken Heaven Realm.

It is only a matter of time before breaking the void and entering the ancient god realm.

At this time, in the Yanhuang Domain, the central city-state of the Domain Palace, looking away without knowing the innermost dense palaces.

Nine dragon-shaped stone pillars stand on the top of the sky, and there are no beams on the roof, and the sky is clear at a glance.

At the highest point, a plaque with white light shining light hung: Yanhuang Hall.

At this time, countless powerful men wearing brocade clothes and auras were lying under the hall.

In the hall, there is a majestic statue, wearing a moon-colored robe, with divine light in his eyes and a look like a god.

Under the statue, there was also a majestic woman wearing a big red dragon robe and a phoenix crown on her head.

"I inherit the torch of the God of Xi, take charge of the Yanhuang Realm, and lead the fortune of the human race in the world in the world, and offer the Night Ancestor to sacrifice to the world. Now, 100,000 years have passed on, and there are also Night Ancestor to pass on the two gods of the sun and the moon, hanging them above the nine heavens, controlling the galaxy and turning of time for our human race, and there are warriors from other worlds. How great is our human race's destiny, and we should be prosperous! We should sacrifice!"

As the woman's misty and majestic voice fell, the powerful people in the hall below gave high congratulations:

"Do you have fun! You have a sacrifice!"

The sound penetrates the blue sky, terrifying clouds and smoke.

This power is as real as it contains the fortune of heaven and symbolizes millions of qi and life, making people afraid to look up to it.

At this time, the woman in Fengguan suddenly turned around and looked into the distance, with a hint of solemnity flashing in her eyes.

"Martial Emperor Haoran? You reached the top of the world in the past, and you were a powerful human race. Unfortunately, you were not the pioneer of our human race, and you were ill-behaved and should die. Even if you are reborn this time, even if you are extremely powerful in the Yanhuang Realm, you will die! You will never let someone like you who is ignorant of Xishen Yezu!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was like a rainbow light and disappeared into the sky first.

Immediately afterwards, the densely packed strong men below disappeared into the sky like flowing light.

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Taishang Haoran Sect.

Xiao Yifan, who was floating in the air, emitted a faint divine light all over his body, looking down at the crowd below.

The leader, elders and disciples of Haoran Sect looked at them as dumbfounded.

Emperor Haoran?

Isn’t this an ancestor?

Lived?

A zombie, right?

They were stunned and couldn't even speak.

Wang Tian looked at Emperor Haoran indifferently.

The ancestor world has been around for 100,000 years. Because there is no time rule, the flow rate is extremely fast, and it is not equal to the earth, he has never been there once.

I don’t know anything that happened in the ancestral realm, and I don’t bother to know.

Otherwise, when the ancestral realm was just opened, Wang Tian would not come to check temporarily to check whether there was any collapse.

As a result, I found that, oh, this kid Xishen is very well managed.

So I didn't ask much and let it develop.

But now looking at the man who claimed to be Emperor Haoran, Wang Tian couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

"The Little Wu Emperor eight thousand years ago? He was also called Emperor Wu? Let me see how awesome you are..."

Wang Tian looked at the majestic and shocking Xiao Yifan, and slapped him with a casual slap.

"Hmm? The same move will work for him, but it will not work for me!"

Emperor Haoran stared at the slap and said with a faint smile.

Immediately, he folded his hands together, murmuring in his mouth, and a faint phantom appeared from him.

The phantom shouted violently, stood up to the sky with both palms, and took the slap that fell from the sky.

The next moment, Emperor Haoran's face changed slightly, and he felt an unparalleled force descending from the sky, pressing him from a high altitude to the ground.

But it was not damaged.

"Yes, it seems that this top-level strongman in the mortal world is still pretty decent."

Wang Tian murmured.

Although I don’t open my true body, being able to take my own slap means that I have not practiced in vain for thousands of years...

It also proves that among the top strong people in the mortal world, they should still practice well.

There are many divine seals of the Ten Desolate Emperors, but each seal is not only full of cultivation, but also many magical powers, secret techniques, and even dusty memories.

Generally speaking, Wang Tian will only open the first level, because the earth world can only withstand the momentum of the first level of true body.

Once the second level is turned on, if you use too much force, it may break down.

When we first opened the sky and split the earth and created a new world, it was the second level of true body, because opening the sky requires epoch karma, and only the second level can we have this epoch karma.

The first level is the true body of invincible power. If you become serious, it will be enough to blow up half of the earth.

Most of the following numbers contain some of the imperial techniques of the dominant emperors created by Wang Tian.

The strength is also gradually increasing.

Simply put, in terms of power alone.

The second level, if you punch one, the earth will explode. If you punch a few times, the entire world will explode. With various masters of the emperor, it is not a problem to explode with one punch.

The third level... With one punch, most of the entire ancestral world will fall.

The number is repeated behind, one punch, one world, one punch, one galaxy, one punch, one punch, one universe...

According to the level of each level, it is divided into the fourth grade of lower, middle and high and super.

Simple and crude, strength is paramount.

As for the conditions to be turned on, there are not so many messy requirements and conditions.

When the time comes, Wang Tian wants to turn it on, just...it's open it.
To be continued...