The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 435
Over the demon emperor's tomb, the heavy and cold ghost iron coffin hangs silently in the void. The eyes of the eighty-one ghost dragons carved on the iron coffin all emit a cold green light, staring at the hole that opened. small world.

That was the gaze of one of the supreme ancient emperors in the underworld, the ancient emperor who suppressed the prison. He is an ancient supreme who seems to have lived from the age of mythology to the present. With this imperial coffin, he watched the silver dragon in the small world and whispered in his mouth. road.

Although the silver dragon lying in the small world is quiet and silent, its aura is magnificent to the extreme. A little dragon aura flowing from between the silver dragon scales and its mouth and nose can turn a creature at the level of a saint king into a dragon species. One can imagine the power of its essence.

"Is the demon emperor's dao body missing? Why do I see a complete emperor's body?" The Great Sage Mingyou and Si Xuan of the Guangming Clan both heard the Prison Emperor's muttering, his face was slightly startled, Although he knew that it was impossible for the invincible ancient emperor to see it wrong, he still couldn't find the slightest flaw on the dragon's body.

"The manifestation of Dao Yun at the level of the Demon Emperor is far beyond imagination, but our level is too low." Si Xuan stared at the boundless silver dragon with one hand and the emperor's seal. Body, opened the mouth and said.

Even with his strength, he couldn't see a trace of flaws in the Demon Emperor's dragon body, but as a person with the memory of Samsara Lake, Si Xuan understood that it was not the real Demon Emperor's body at all, but just the demon emperor's battle fairy. It was just a puddle of blood left by Lusa.

The prison emperor's self-talk also explained everything.

"Then let me see what the silver dragon left here!"

"rumble!"

After being silent for a long time, the supreme emperor from the underworld actually made a move again. A large amount of emerald green royal aura emerged from the pale iron coffin of the underworld dragon, turning into an invincible spear, against the demon emperor's illusory power. The dragon body stabbed down.

The prison-suppressing battle spear made of law runes is only a dozen miles long, but it has the courage to pierce the sky and suppress all ways. Under the control of the prison-suppressing emperor, it slowly suppresses the small realm of the demon emperor. The power contained in it was astonishing, even Si Xuan and other strong men holding the imperial soldiers had to retreat thousands of miles.

The Prison Emperor's attack was as fast as it could go, he didn't make any extra moves, he just paid attention to the matters related to the Demon Emperor from the beginning to the end, even if Si Xuan's current combat power was already comparable to that of Emperor Zhun, he didn't bother to look at him more.

Regarding this point, people like Si Xuan, Longnu, and Mingyou who have an understanding of the ancient supreme beings all understand that for these ancient beings who killed themselves on the immortal platform, life is everything, even if it is the slightest trace of "fate energy". Waste will be avoided as much as possible.

With the current situation, Si Xuan also understood that the reason why the Prison Emperor took action was because he was unwilling to get the corpse of the Demon Emperor that he wanted so much, and wanted to get what the Demon Emperor left here.

"Aw!"

For this earth-shattering blow of the royal way, the ancient corpse of the demon emperor actually reacted. Its mountain-like dragon body did not move at all, but a magnificent dragon chant emanated from the inside of the dragon body, as if the dragon who once ruled the world The near-immortals are resurrected, and they will suppress the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

"Oh! It's amazing. It's nothing more than a wisp of Taoism and obsession. It didn't even have the idea of ​​a god, but it was able to take my spear. That silver dragon is really powerful, but he died after all."

The fluctuations of the prison emperor's spiritual thoughts are like raging sea waves. This can be regarded as a blow to the demon emperor hundreds of thousands of years ago. He even used two powerful blows in a row, which is enough to prove his recognition of the demon emperor. .

However, the demon emperor died after all, and the prison emperor survived even though he was dying of old age. In the end, the silver dragon body couldn't bear the ghostly dao that filled the sky, and dissipated amidst the clanging of spears, turning into The massive dragon light completely disappeared into the universe.

All that remained was a pool of blood and a withered flower.

"a flower?"

At the moment when the remaining blood and flowers were revealed, even the Prison Emperor was stunned for a moment, his eyes were fixed on the ball of dragon blood that was as red as a fairy and the withered flower, as if he wanted to get out of it. See what is the secret of becoming a fairy.

"Is it the flower of destiny or the flower of harmony? Is this the secret and backhand of the Demon Emperor?"

He looked at the remnant flower carefully, but after turning it over and over again, he could only see that it was a withered mortal flower, and there was no way on it. It was the blood of the Demon Emperor that preserved the immortality of this remnant flower. Years of vicissitudes, even the Zhundi Shenbing will rot.

"I don't believe it, the majestic Demon Emperor actually left only an ordinary wild flower in his own tomb?"

After a while, the prison emperor's indifferent eyes showed a bit of sullenness and disbelief. He urged the dark dragon emperor's coffin, directly suppressed the residual blood and flowers in place, and then displayed some kind of lost technique, Go back to everything about that blood and that flower.

"rumble!"

Even if Si Xuan stood under the protection of two imperial soldiers, his mouth and nose would bleed from the violent sense of disorder. Going back to the past and seeing everything that the real emperor has experienced, this is incomparable to any ancient method in the world.

An ancient mirror made of bronze manifested from the iron coffin of the underworld dragon, and the appearance of the remnant flower kept receding in the mirror, and appeared in the hands of a magnificent man.

It was a white-haired man with unrivaled grace and aura to the extreme. His eyes were deeper than the universe and shinier than the stars. Every movement was changing the trajectory of the universe, and the universe was moving for him. .

Such a man, at this time, is holding a withered and withered flower with one hand, standing quietly at the highest point of the galaxy, watching the flower, grief, affection, longing, all emotions are entrusted by the demon emperor on this flower.

"..." The Prison Emperor was silent, he was also looking at the Demon Emperor and the residual flower in his hand, the movement of his hand didn't stop, he was still going back to the time that belonged to that flower.

After a while, the flower in the ancient mirror was once again held in the hands of the Demon King. He stood in front of a low ancient tomb, silently watching the remaining flowers and the small tomb in his hand. Without saying a word, he was moved. Dewandao was crying.

The Prison Emperor remained silent, and continued to perform the ancient method. After a while, the screen turned, and the residual flower became plump and bright. It was twisted in the hands of a woman in a bright yellow dress, gently Lightly placed in the palm of a white-haired young man, many things are entrusted to the flower, such as reluctance, longing, and expectation...

But everyone can see that the young Demon Emperor didn't take this flower seriously at all at that time. He put the flower away casually, his eyes were full of ambition, and he turned and left without hesitation...

"Crack!"

In the end, all the history of that remnant flower ended just like that, and the prison emperor's ancient magic mirror exploded, completely returning to nothingness.

Everyone, including Si Xuan, Longnv, and the Prison Emperor, fell silent. The obsession in the demon emperor's remnant blood was not guarding immortal treasures such as the god's life flower, but the indelible obsession in the demon emperor's heart. Just read it, it seems reasonable, but it is unexpected.

"What a waste of time!"

Even the Prison Emperor was surprised by this ending. After a long time, his eyes returned to indifference, and the emperor's way fluctuated on the iron coffin of the underworld dragon, and he disappeared directly in place.

Maybe it was disdain, or maybe it was touched by the obsession with the demon emperor, the prison emperor did not take away the remaining blood and flowers of the demon emperor, but just left them where they were, allowing them to wither and accompany them.

(End of this chapter)