Fantasy: Let You Be The Patriarch, And You Mass-Produce The Great Emperor?

Not long.

The figure of Mu Shenchuan reappeared in the hinterland of the Yaozu. He stared at the gap that was about ten feet high, pondered for a while, and did not enter from there.

Instead, walking to the Minor World barrier on the other side, the five fingertips suddenly leaked out the black chaotic air, which instantly melted the barrier and opened up another entrance.

Immediately, he flashed his figure and rushed in.

The scene in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

The whole world is not big, and it seems that the border can be seen at a glance.

But there is a kind of broken law power here, which can suppress the fluctuation of the cultivator's divine sense, and cannot protrude too far.

There is a wild and ancient smell in the air, withered Spiritual herbs, barren soil, dull and inexplicable metals everywhere.

To say the least, there will be one or two Thousand Years without anyone setting foot.

Mu Shenchuan observed the surrounding terrain, and then galloped forward.

...

In the boundless loess desert stands an ancient fairy palace alone.

Extremely towering, as if standing between heaven and earth, it is quite eye-catching.

After the two major factions, the Moon Worship Sect and the Ancient Jiang Family entered, they found that this place was not the Immortal Cave full of elixir and treasures, so they both accelerated their exploration speed.

Although they traveled in different directions, they all saw the ancient fairy tower on this unobstructed land not long after.

Jiang Huanyu and Xu Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, waved at his clansmen and disciples, and galloped towards Xianque from two directions.

soon.

The two parties met again at the gate of Xianque.

Suddenly there was a sense of tension in the air.

Many Jiang family knights have even summoned Magic Treasures, exuding cold killing intent all over their bodies.

"Don't bother with them."

"Go ahead and have a look."

Jiang Huanyu waved his hand, with a mocking arc on his face.

In his eyes, the group of people worshiping the moon are all mobs.

Only Xu Yuan, a fifth stage cultivator in the Dharma Phase realm, is a bit threatening.

But that's all.

Before he breakthrough to Dharma Phase Realm, he can fight ordinary Power cultivator.

Now, with the emergence of Supernatural Power Dharma Phase, Artistic Conception Returned to Origin, the combat power has doubled, and it is confident that it can suppress all opponents without fear.

And all the knights of the Jiang family followed Jiang Huanyu's lead, so naturally they would not raise their voices against it.

Immediately, a group of people stepped into the ancient fairy palace first.

Seeing that they had already entered, Xu Yuan from the periphery hurriedly greeted the deacons and Elders, and followed closely behind.

He couldn't believe that there was nothing inside a Saint Immortal Cave.

Although the ancient Jiang family is in front.

But even if they can't eat meat, a sip of soup is not a waste of time for them!

It is unlikely that some ancient scriptures, supernatural power mysteries, strange god iron, saint weapon and other gods will be obliterated by the years, and there will inevitably be some leftovers.

Soon, both forces have entered, pacing forward.

The fairy tower is extraordinarily spacious, but there is a lifeless and gloomy atmosphere permeating it.

The steps and walls of the entire hall are all made of clay, and there are also many magnificently colored exotic clay as decorations, at least millions of catties.

Although the life essence contained in it has long since passed away, it is not difficult to see the generosity of this peak powerhouse.

There were still some mottled and decayed weapons Magic Treasures piled up in many corners, but they turned into flying ash and dissipated after a slight touch, which made many cultivators feel sorry.

soon.

A group of dozens of people all came to the main hall.

In the center of the main hall is a blue-colored staircase several feet high, with dried blood on it, which is extremely eye-catching.

On the steps, there is a complete skeleton, the whole body is crystal clear, white as jade, even after such a long time, it has not been air-dried.

The skeleton was in a half-kneeling posture, with a mottled book page clutched in its left hand, and a black broken sword inlaid with strange patterns on its right hand, exuding a chilling murderous intent, as if it was Drank the blood of the ancient Saint!

"This is……"

"Dragon pattern black gold sword!"

"Xingtian Great Saint's Saint Weapon!"

As expected, Jiang Huanyu was born in the oldest family in Eastern Wasteland, with extraordinary insight, he recognized the identity of this skeleton at a glance.

The main reason is that the broken sword is too conspicuous, the black gold is crystal clear, engraved with the dragon pattern of the great way, and it is cast from black gold with dragon pattern.

That kind of material is extremely rare and hard to find in the world, and it is an important material for making extreme weapons.

Only the Great Saint of Xingtian a few thousand years ago got a small piece, and used it to forge the famous dragon pattern black gold sword!

"What?"

"He is Xingtian Great Saint??"

Many cultivators present gasped after hearing the words, and they were obviously no strangers to Xing Tian's reputation as the Great Saint.

Unexpectedly, he died in his own Immortal Cave after disappearing for Thousand Years.

And even the Saint Weapon was smashed in half, I really don't know what kind of terrifying person he had a battle with.

To know.

Xingtian Great Saint's combat power during his lifetime was the most powerful in the past and present, and it is difficult to rival him in the four regions of the world.

Not only because he possesses the black gold sword with dragon pattern, but also because he has mastered the oldest secret technique in the legendary Eastern Wasteland, one of the nine secrets, Douzimi.

It is a supreme killing technique, known as invincible in the same realm.

Um?

etc! !

One of the nine secrets?

Could the book page held by the skeleton's left hand be the formula of Dou Zi Mi?

For a while, many cultivators thought of this possibility, and their hearts were beating with excitement.

But at the same time, a heavy and chilling atmosphere began to gather silently in the Great Hall...