The strongest villain in the heavens

Chapter 65 The Elixir of Longevity
Hearing this voice, everyone was shocked.

The first emperor wins the throne?

Isn't he already dead?How could it be revived again after 400 years?
Spear prodigy Tong Yuan and others were equally astonished.

Those who are strong in the Xiantian realm only have a lifespan of 300 years, and even they, as a strong person in the half-step master realm, have a lifespan of only 500 years, and they are still in the most ideal state.

But according to historical records, although Qin Shihuang Yingzheng is unparalleled in the world, his cultivation level is only inferior to that of the innate. So, why can he be resurrected after 400 years?
Elixir of life!

In an instant, this thought arose in everyone's mind at the same time!

At this moment, in the Nine Dragon Coffin, a figure suddenly sat up.

His appearance is hard to see clearly, but no matter who it is, the moment they look at him, they can feel a strong pressure of the emperor rushing towards him, making people have an urge to worship him.

Even those who were strong in the Innate Realm were also greatly affected, and they were in awe of the figure in the Nine Dragon Coffin.

"Go!"

At this moment, the three gun prodigy Tong Yuan who were standing in the air rushed to the Kowloon coffin at the same time!
Now the Heavenly Palace of the First Emperor no longer exists, only the Kowloon Coffin remains. If there is really an elixir of life, it must be hidden in the Kowloon Coffin.

As for the so-called elixir of life, Mu Lin was equally moved, and took action resolutely.

Now that his cultivation has reached the late stage of the Xiantian realm, and with two supernatural powers in hand, he may not be unable to fight against the half-step master realm.

This is the horror of "Nine Turns Mysterious Art", every time you advance, your strength will get a leap.

Mu Lin directly cast his spells on heaven and earth, turned into a three-foot-tall terrifying giant, and charged towards the Nine Dragon Coffin.

As his strength increased, the color of his body also changed a little after he cast the spell. It used to be dark red, but now it has become dark black. It looks more powerful!
Mu Lin, Spear Prodigy Tong Yuan, Taoist Zuo Ci, Immortal Nan Weng, one big and three small, four figures, flew towards the Kowloon Coffin hanging in mid-air.

The shock brought by the picture deeply stimulates everyone's heart.

"Is such a strong man really capable of being dealt with by ordinary people?" The remaining five princes had such thoughts in their hearts at the same time.

"roll!"

Suddenly, the spear prodigy Tong Yuan and the three attacked Mu Lin at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding.

Seeing this, Mu Lin's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at the figure in the Nine Dragon Coffin exuding the endless pressure of the emperor, and took the initiative to retreat.

"boom……"

The attack of the three spear prodigy Tong Yuan disappeared into the sky with a tyrannical power.

Seeing Mu Lin taking the initiative to dodge, the spear prodigy Tong Yuan and the others were slightly taken aback, but they quickly reacted and rushed straight to the Jiulong coffin.

Now, they just want to snatch the Nine Dragon Coffin to see if there is any legendary elixir inside.

Mu Lin watched the spear prodigy Tong Yuan and the three rush towards the Kowloon coffin, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The first emperor won the government, one emperor through the ages, planned for hundreds of years, and just resurrected, how could he not be prepared?
"Wait for death!"

Sure enough, seeing the three gun prodigy Tong Yuan approaching, Ying Zheng was furious and got up directly from the Kowloon coffin, revealing a plain but extremely majestic middle-aged face, and waved his hand.

Immediately, a yellow emperor's air turned into a nine-clawed golden dragon, and greeted the three gun prodigy Tong Yuan.

The faces of the spear prodigy Tong Yuan and the three changed slightly, and they quickly tried their best to resist.

"boom……"

The nine-clawed golden dragon transformed by the emperor's aura collapsed, but Tong Yuan, the spear prodigy, also retreated tens of feet before they stopped.

The faces of the three of them were extremely solemn. From the blow just now, they could see that Ying Zheng definitely possessed the real strength of a master.

However, perhaps because of the fact that he had just been resurrected, Ying Zheng could not fully display the strength of a master-level powerhouse.

Thinking of this, the three of them looked at each other without any hesitation, and charged forward again.

They must seize the Nine Dragon Coffin while Yingzheng has not yet recovered, otherwise, once Yingzheng is fully recovered, they will have no chance, and even their lives are in danger!

As for the aftermath, the world is so big, they can just find a place to live in seclusion!
"Humph!"

Seeing that the spear prodigy Tong Yuan and the three were so reckless, Ying Zheng snorted coldly, and stepped forward, as if teleporting, to appear in front of Immortal Nan Weng, and stamped his palm on his chest.

"boom……"

Immediately, Immortal Nan Weng flew upside down and landed on the ground.

One blow severely injured Immortal Nan Weng, and Ying Zheng looked at Spear Prodigy Tong Yuan.

Spear prodigy Tong Yuan's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly retreated to the side of Taoist Zuo Ci, looking at Ying Zheng vigilantly.

"Rice grains dare to compete with the bright moon!" Seeing this, Ying Zheng sneered disdainfully.

"Om..."

However, at this moment, an incomparably vast and tyrannical aura, far surpassing the half-step master level of Spear Prodigy Tong Yuan, descended suddenly.

Ying Zheng froze for a moment, his brows slightly frowned, but after a while, he relaxed and laughed, "Grandmother, since you're here, why don't you show up!"

A figure shrouded in black robes appeared at some unknown time. Hearing what Ying Zheng said, he shook his head slightly and said, "You child, you are still as naughty as ever!"

Ying Zheng?Naughty?
Everyone present felt their scalps go numb.

Who is this strong man who suddenly appeared?Could it really be Yingzheng's imperial grandmother, the woman named Miyue in history?

At this moment, the man in black, whom Ying Zheng honored as the imperial grandmother, spoke again: "Zheng'er, the alchemist Xu Fu who betrayed you back then, the imperial grandmother has killed and refined it for you, and the gate of God is also under my control. Now you Just take this elixir, recover completely, and then let my Zhao family regain the glory of the past!"

"Haha, thank you, Grandmother!"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng laughed.

Back then, he was betrayed by Xu Fu and lost the elixir of life, but fortunately, he later found another legendary beast, Xuanwu.

Although the basalt essence and blood alone cannot make the elixir of life, it can also prolong the life of a person by thousands of years.

But Xuanwu blood essence has a fatal flaw, that is, the person who takes it will fall into a long sleep lasting hundreds of years.

Because of the arrival of the sleep period, he was helpless in the face of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms. He could only build the Heavenly Palace of the First Emperor, sleep here forever, lay down formations, slowly absorb the energy of the heaven and the earth, improve his strength, and wait for a comeback in the future.

Now, although he has ended his long sleep, it will take at least ten years if he wants to return to his peak and become a real master.

But with the help of the elixir of life, he can immediately return to his peak.

At that time, with the help of the power in the hands of the emperor's grandmother, he will have the confidence to build the Great Qin again.

At this moment, Yingzheng's imperial grandmother flicked her fingers, and a white elixir flew towards Yingzheng immediately.

Immediately, a strong medicinal fragrance permeated the world.

Elixir of life!

Countless people's gazes were fixed on the white elixir that flew towards Ying Zheng, coveting it endlessly.

But no one dared to act recklessly, even the half-step master-level spear prodigy Tong Yuan and Taoist Zuo Ci were the same.As for Immortal Nan Weng, he got up from the pit just now, with blood coming out of his mouth, and he looked at Ying Zheng with fear...

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