The supreme journey that covers the sky

Chapter 135: One, four, two, get the ancient emperor’s ax

Jiang Li held the map in his hand and followed the crane's instructions to the center of the Divine Lake Underground Palace. The place was filled with colorful clouds, filled with immortal energy, and thousands of rays of light shot towards the great lake from here.

He looked down and saw that there was indeed a stone slab at the bottom of the lake. The stone slab was not big, only about five or six feet long. On it was a painting of a tall and mighty man, holding an imperial ax, striking all enemies in the nine heavens and ten places.

At this moment, the map in his hand suddenly reacted. The originally ordinary leather scroll began to emit a bright fairy light, and the Gobi Desert and the Divine Lake on it seemed to come alive.

The picture scroll began to grow larger, and after a while, the divine lake in the picture scroll became the same as the real divine lake, replicating it one to one.

Jiang Li raised his head and looked at the picture scroll in the sky. It was exactly the same as the surrounding environment, especially the stone slab at the bottom of the Divine Lake. The carving on it was also the Luangu Emperor holding an imperial ax. His appearance and temperament were exactly the same.

"crash"

The scroll began to unfold, and the Emperor Luan Gu in the scroll projected a ray of light, illuminating the sacred lake, and the mural of Emperor Luan Gu on the stone slab seemed to come to life.

Suddenly, the entire Gobi Desert seemed to shake. Jiang Li only remembered a flash of flowers in front of his eyes, and he had arrived at the boundless starry sky from the Divine Lake.

The stars were twinkling, and everything he could see was beautiful starlight. Different from the darkness and silence of the real universe, this place was more like a universe that only existed in his imagination.

Suddenly, one of the bright stars flew straight towards him at a very fast speed. Originally, he could only see a little light, but in the blink of an eye, he came directly in front of him.

Jiang Li swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva. Of course, this was not a star. What appeared in front of his eyes was a silver-white giant axe, as if it was the brightest star in the world.

Jiang Li suppressed his excitement and stretched out his hand to hold it. Suddenly, he felt that his vision was rising infinitely, as if he was dominating the world. This was something he had never seen before.

Anyone who is in charge of the Imperial Arms can truly feel the power of the Imperial Arms and the terrifying consumption. In the past, the Hengyu Furnace and the Ancient Hua Ruler were his weapons, so they would not affect him, but the Ancient Imperial Axe would not affect him. As for him, if he wants to wear the crown, he must bear its weight.

Even if he now has a small world and an endless supply of divine power, he still cannot fully revive the Ancient Emperor Axe. He cannot bear such consumption.

"Oh, it seems that it was because Hengyu Lu and Gu Huachi took pity on me in the past!"

Jiang Li thought of how he could resurrect the gods of Hengyu Furnace at every turn in the past. He thought it was quite simple. As long as he had a thought, the rest would be left to Hengyu Furnace.

After recovering his thoughts, he put away the Luan Gu Emperor Axe. Anyway, it was originally prepared for the Jiang family and the Guhua Dynasty. He must be the Hengyu Furnace and the Guhua Ruler.

The harvest of this trip was simply unimaginable. Not only did he obtain the imperial weapons, he also obtained the Ancient Emperor's Scripture, including the forbidden chapters in it.

If others are allowed to receive this kind of inheritance, in less than a hundred years, there will be an extreme force in Beidou. This is the value of the Imperial Weapon and the Emperor Sutra, which can make a force rise from the bottom to the top.

The core of Luan Gu Jing is to create a demon fetus, then cut it off and transform into a divine fetus. This familiar practice reminded him of ruthless people, but Luan Gu Jing is not so cruel to others.

"No wonder the world has been saying that Luan Gu was a ruthless person."

Jiang Li looked at the ancient scriptures of chaos and found that the scriptures involved a lot of contents of the Immortal Heavenly Art and the Void Sutra, such as the Art of Killing My Ming Dao, the Cross Star Realm Crossing, the Secret Techniques of the Chaos Heavens, and Eternal Banishment. These were either fighting against ruthless people The method is very similar, or it is borrowed from the method of the Void Emperor. He is not very interested in the "Zhan Wo Ming Dao Jue". The Luangu version of "Zhan Wo Ming Dao Jue" is not as good as the ruthless version, but he is very interested in the cross star fields and eternal banishment.

The two secret techniques he used in the past were all evolved from Douzi Secret. Although it was not bad, it was still a little worse than the real method.

Cross star field crossing, a space-based strangulation secret technique, is the most overbearing and unexpected attack method. Often others do not know what happened, and they have been torn apart by the cracks in the void.

Eternal exile, this secret technique is very mysterious. It can exile people into the void, blind people's six senses, and make people unable to find their way back. It is the top secret technique for trapping enemies and self-rescue.

After Jiang Li obtained the two secret techniques, he evolved them several times and got started directly. He had used Dou Zimi to evolve them many times. He had a basic understanding of these two secret techniques. It was not difficult to learn them now.

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In Donghuang, a small villa in Qin State, after the sun went down, the working people finally picked up their farm tools and returned home in twos and threes. The family gathered together to prepare for the evening meal.

In the village, chickens and dogs are crowing, children are playing, the men in charge gather around and talk nonsense, and the women are starting to light a fire and cook.

Soon, smoke was rising from the roofs of every house, giving the feeling of being in a distant village or in Yiyi Ruins.

But at this moment, a bell emitting silver light suddenly appeared in the sky above the village. Some children looked at the movement in the sky curiously, while some old people's expressions changed drastically when they looked at the bell that was motionless in mid-air.

It's not like they haven't seen immortals in the past. They could pass by the immortals, glance at them in the clouds and leave, but now there is an immortal magic weapon that has been parked in the sky.

Although these old people don't know why, the experience accumulated over decades lets them know that this is not necessarily a good thing.

Mr. Murao Wang was a very smart man. As soon as the silver light appeared, he hid his grandson in the cellar.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The silver bell on the sky began to shake, making a tinkling sound, and invisible sound waves enveloped the village.

When the villagers who were watching the excitement heard the bell, their eyes blurred and they fell to the ground with a thud.

Soon, the originally lively village became silent. A humanoid figure appeared in the sky, and the shaking bells stopped, floating in front of the humanoid figure.

The humanoid figure looked at the ant-like villagers below, his eyes full of indifference, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, full of sarcasm: "Really, I don't know what the clan thinks, so they choose small villages like this to attack those in the city. Two-legged sheep keep a wide berth.”

This person is from the Blue Demon Clan. He followed the orders of the Blue Demon Clan Leader to rob human civilians. There are many people like this in the entire Eastern Wasteland, but they act in a low-key manner and only attack some scattered small villages. They would not move unless they touched a large-scale human settlement, even some small towns, so even though they had robbed many people, no one noticed these movements.

The Eastern Wasteland is vast, and the number of human races is measured in billions. No one pays attention to the villagers in these small villages. Their lives are actually nothing to many people.

(End of this chapter)