Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

"I am the sword, and the sword is me."

"Everything is a sword, and everything is me."

The young man groaned, and with a finger popped out, the Wanli Sword Tomb under his feet trembled suddenly, making the sound of metal and iron clanging, and countless broken swords were pulled out with a "clang", and rushed to the sky ten thousand feet high, flying towards a certain point.

Hundreds of millions of broken swords made dense trembling sounds, and slowly gathered into a huge sword, which stood up to the sky and was ten thousand feet high.

The giant sword has no front, giving people a sense of vicissitudes and heaviness. Countless sword souls are imprinted on it, and the sword intent hangs down.

This is the Sword of Sunset, condensed from the Wanli Sword Tomb, and the emperor's power lingers on the huge sword, making the heavens tremble and thousands of roads retreating.

"Senior Pavilion Master is generous, and at the same time as giving Emperor Cheng a chance, he also gave a Godless Soldier!"

The young man stretched out his hand, and the giant sword shrunk extremely quickly, and landed in his palm, rubbing it lightly, like caressing a lover's body.

"In this world, I am invincible!"

The young man stepped forward, turned into a ten thousand li sword light, pierced in an instant, and returned to Guiyuan Realm from the entrance of the wormhole.

The space channel behind him is gradually closed. This is a one-time operation. After the emperor-level powerhouse passes through, it will collapse.

……

"Chong!"

The sound of the sword swayed across Kyushu, and it soared ninety thousand miles.

The young man drew his sword and announced his return.

The Dao of Sword soared into the sky, blooming with Godless power, which made the whole Guiyuan Realm tremble.

So blatant and unrestrained, it can be described as extremely arrogant!

Tibetan Sword Sect.

The upper and lower elders and disciples all had tears in their eyes.

"The patriarch has become an emperor!"

"Our Tibetan Sword Sect, after thousands of years, finally came out with a great emperor!"

"I hide the sword sect, and I will be prosperous forever!"

No.40 The nine-generation suzerain was submerged in the crowd, and countless elders and disciples disregarded the sect's rules and soared into the sky, pouring out their excitement.

In the distance, the avenue of sword that pierced the sky and the earth flew across thousands of miles in an instant, galloped towards it, and stopped above the head of Tibetan Sword Sect.

A gigantic sword appeared without warning, it was as tall as ten thousand feet, pierced the sky, and smashed down!

"boom!"

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the mountains were smashed into rubble.

Like a sword thrown by a giant spirit god, the giant sword plunged into the ground with a bang, blooming with monstrous imperial prestige.

"This...is a godless weapon!"

"The ancestor brought back an imperial weapon from the sea of ​​chaos!"

"The ancestor is invincible! The ancestor is invincible!"

……

Thousands of people shouted and celebrated.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the young man jumped down from the hilt of the giant sword. He walked across the sky with his blond hair fluttering like a king of swordsmanship!

"Sword Emperor!"

I don't know who shouted first, and suddenly, the entire Tibetan Sword Sect turned into a sea of ​​cheers, and countless people shouted the word "Sword Emperor" at the top of their voices.

On this day, the ancestor of the Tibetan Sword Sect, Jian Qi, came back from the sea of ​​chaos and proclaimed himself the Supreme Sword Emperor.

……

Eastern Earth God Dynasty.

Zhuge Suan came back, and walked into the inner hall of the palace in a low-key manner without showing the mountains or dew.

At this moment, Qiu Daoyu was discussing the war with all civil and military officials. With the false emperor who surrendered among the [-] mountains, the surrounding territory of the Eastern Earth God Dynasty has stabilized a lot.

"See Your Majesty."

With a smile on his face, Zhuge Suan bowed slightly to salute.

His face is dignified, his black hair hangs down his shoulders casually, his eyes are quiet and deep, his body is lingering with mysterious Dao Yun, exuding a faint imperial prestige, but it doesn't make people feel oppressed, but a sense of comfort, like returning to his mother's embrace, surrounded by endless warmth guard.

"Oh?"

"you succeeded?"

Qiu Daoyu's eyes lit up.

Manchu Wenwu also turned his head and stared at the returning prime minister.

"Fortunately not humiliated!"

Zhuge Suan smiled.

"Hahahaha! My Eastern Earth God Dynasty has finally produced another great emperor!"

Qiu Daoyu raised his head and laughed, strode down from the throne, stepped barefoot on the floor, making a stamping sound, his long hair was fluttering in the wind, his whole person looked bohemian, it seemed that the nature that had been suppressed for many years was finally released at this moment .

"Come, come, take your seat!"

He pulled Zhuge Suan past him and walked towards the supreme throne.

"Is this... so direct?"

Zhuge Suan wanted to refuse and welcome.

"Didn't I say it earlier, if you become an emperor, you will guard the gods for me and liberate me."

Qiu Daoyu's face darkened, pretending to be serious.

"Anyway, let's hold a coronation ceremony or something. If you do this, what will the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty think of me?"

Zhuge Suan scolded with a smile.