Sleeping For Ten Thousand Years, The Empress Actually Wanted To Lift My Coffin?

Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Who can truly live? Who can truly be immortal?

The ancestors are clearly about to die, why can they be so powerful?

As the great emperor, she naturally knew what was going on with the great emperor Realm.

The great emperor, the emperor of the world!

After all, it is still a mortal after all.

Even if the emperor body is cultivated to the immortal Realm, it can’t stop the invasion of the years.

Since the ages, who can truly be immortal? Who can truly be immortal?

Even if it is as strong as the emperor, when his life is near the end, he can only wait for death like a candle in the wind.

The life limit of the Great Emperor Ninth Stage is 10,000 years.

But in fact, few can really live to ten thousand years.

When Shouyuan came to an end, even if he was as powerful as the emperor, he could not resist the continual loss of vitality in his flesh.

The emperor of Wannian is not terrible.

They are even pathetic and pathetic.

Their brilliance is not there, and the heroes are dying, like a red sun.

The strength is constantly regressing, and the body is constantly decayed.

Simply unable to make a move.

Only Death is waiting for them.

This is the case for the emperor of Wannian, let alone the emperor of Changsheng who has lived for 20,000 years?

The current emperor of Changsheng should be too old to be able to make a move, to conform to common sense.

But now,

He flew into the starry sky, suppressing the sky with his aura.

There is no sign of decay of Qi and blood at all.

Looking at the ancestor who had returned from above the stars, Gu Qingyao almost doubted whether she had hallucinations just now?

At this moment, the Emperor Changsheng is full of vitality and blood, like the sun,

Where is there a little dying feeling?

Who would dare to say that he will die soon?

“Transform the puppet.”

“Ding, the host gets a hundred times the Martial Saint puppet.”

Gu Changsheng, who landed on the ground, spent one year of life and transformed a hundred Martial Saint puppets.

The strength of the longevity gate is too weak, and the strong are urgently needed.

Now that there are two hundred Martial Saint puppets, it still seems insufficient.

“If you can transform the supreme puppet, guarding the gate of longevity is more than enough.”

One hundred supreme puppets were born, absolutely shocking the world.

As for the quasi-emperor puppet, it is heaven-defying.

The emperor puppet can only think about it.

In the entire longevity world, it seems that he is the only emperor at present.

Do you want to kill yourself and transform yourself into a puppet of the Great Emperor?

“The Hidden Killing Pavilion is the number one killer organization in Dongxuanzhou. It has the Great Sage level, and the Sage King level killers are in charge.”

“It’s a pity that this time only the Martial Saint killer came.”

Gu Changsheng sighed in a low voice.

The quasi-emperor puppet, the supreme puppet, can only think about it for the time being.

It is more realistic to develop some holy king puppets and big holy puppets.

“Shura gate seems to have a quasi-emperor sitting in town, is it really impossible to destroy Shura gate?”

Gu Changsheng smiled faintly.

Did not leave rashly.

Whether it is Hidden Killing Pavilion or Shura Gate, their Sect is highly classified.

It is not easy to find their lair.

And even if you find the old nest, you may not be able to catch it all in one go.

Cunning Rabbit still has three caves, Hidden Killing Pavilion and Shura Gate such Devil Dao Sect, more than three hiding places?

Before killing Martial Saint, Gu Changsheng had searched his soul memory,

Even this Martial Saint-level assassin doesn’t know where the real Sect of the Hidden Killing Pavilion is.

There are even dozens of locations where they accept tasks, and they are not fixed.

The only people who really know the location of the Hidden Killing Pavilion Sect are the Sect Leader of the Great Sage Cultivation Base and the four Elders.

Although Martial Saint-level killers are not weak, they are not qualified to have access to the real high-level and secrets of the Hidden Killing Pavilion.

These Devil Dao Sect rules are strict, even more stringent than the righteous sect.

On the peach tree in the small courtyard, watching the ancestor return under the moonlight, Gu Qingyao recovered from the shock.

She jumped down from the peach tree, her eyes full of light and admiration.

An ancestor who is more than 20,000 years old and has such a powerful force is simply heaven-defying.

Gu Changsheng walked over, rubbed the little girl’s head deliberately, and smiled kindly.

“Little Yao’er, don’t sleep at night, hide here and eat candy Calabash, aren’t you afraid of tooth decay?”

“Humph.”

Gu Qingyao pouted,

“I’m not afraid.”

at the same time,

The little hand stretched out to Gu Changsheng and said with a sweet smile,

“Old ancestor, Yaoer’s candy Calabash has been eaten, do you have any more?”