The Lord is glorious.

He defined the true meaning of the golden world, to end the darkness, he led the heaven, and a powerful figure into it.

The Supreme Fall has ended the dark turmoil that has plagued the world.

The voice of heaven is like the day.

Ye Fan's astounding, unenlightened, but like the path of sanctity, he did not take charge of heaven, but he was stronger than the emperor who held the destiny.

This world was born with the Lord.

It was a quasi-emperor of the Jinwu family, and no one thought that the old emperor who had lived for a long time would testify.

Jinwu the Great was very sad, he and Ye Fan were at the same time.

Although he is very powerful, but he can not win Ye Fan, Ye Fan's Tao is too special, in the world, the ancient records, and Ye Fan shoulders few people, very few.

Each is the whole of history.

The most recent is the Heavenly God!

The existence of the gods and the emperor of Ye Tiandi broke the argument that the two emperors did not meet each other.

The two emperors are the emperors, not the emperors!

So Jinwu the Great is very sad, he is the most desolate emperor, to die he did not overcome Ye Fan, after death the last words is to let Ye Fan hurry to die.

The fire said a lot, and the sky was listening, and there was a smile on his face.

"I have made a friend of Komatsu, Ye Fan's disciple, who is very strong."The fire said what he thought.

"Kamatsu asked me to convey a word, his master wants to be with you."

Say it, God’s head down.

“Grandpa, aren’t you going?”

The fire did not get an answer from the sky, some accidents.

As his words fell, the words of the heavens sounded and reverberated in this hall.

“I’ll meet you at the end, but not now.”

A thousand years of finger-pointing!

On this day, the outside world is turbulent, and the most amazing flower blooms.

The fire became the throne of the emperor, in charge of the destiny of this era.

Also at this moment.

The world knows who his master is.

The God!

The most controversial emperor, also evil, is also the emperor with the shortest time in the world.

He became fruitless, did not come to the world but went into the depths of Nanling, no longer born, every time anyone talked about the emperor will mention him, someone put him together with the no-first emperor, the fierce man the emperor.

Because this man has no fighting ability.

This is an undeniable fact, single war power, he can be in the forefront.

Three thousand years have passed.

The fire returned to the wasteland, and he still ruled the throne of the bronze temple of the wasteland.

“Bombing!”

Also on this day, in the depths of the bronze temple.

A figure came out.

“Grandfather!”The fire speaks out.

The whole wasteland is boiling, and the two emperors are alive, and this is even more exciting.

He did not know why the sky would suddenly come out, and the heart suddenly thought of something.

His eyes were full of tears.

“Grandpa, do you want that too?”

In this regard, Dao Tianjun shook his head, he looked at the fire, and the sound was as if it came from another time and space.

"You have become the emperor, the bronze temple only needs one emperor, I will go to the forbidden land, there are some things to do."

After the end.

The sky is gone.

that day.

The fire king, the fire in the throne, he is in charge of the wasteland, the light is shining.

The sky disappeared.

Let many princes be guessed whether he left and went to that road, only the individual knew that he did not go, but went to the depths of the forbidden land.

"Years, years old, I have witnessed the replacement of many generations, nearly 20,000 years, I want to contact the secret."

The sky stands in that wasteland, a small earth bag.

"You're thinking of something."The old, the old, the old sayings.

The thin old man who had spoken with the Fire Emperor appeared.

"You are not my creature, you are an infier."

Dao Tianjun looked at the lean old man, his eyes shining with light, and saw through the essence.

The lean old man looked at Dao Tianjun, and his face was admiring, "Very good."

His eyes were cloudy, rickety, old, seemingly going to die, but he knew that this man lived for a long time, and he could die dozens of generations of the emperor.

"There are only a few people who can see through my essence, and you are the fifth."

The old man was whispering, as if remembering.

"Perhaps you did not think, I feel the speciality of your blood, endless, as if you have lost the immortal, you are bored to find fun."The old man said.

The sky is shining brightly.

"You are special."

I didn't think that the old man actually saw through his thoughts, it was not a mind-reading, just a lot of insight, guessed it.

But this requires a terrible departure, otherwise how can you look at the way through the character of Tianjun, what kind of thinking.

"A broken soldier is not to be praised."The lean old man waved, "You don't want to go that way, you want to come here to ask something."

“All of it.”

God's voice.

Listen to this, the old man smiled.

Suddenly, he looked into the distance.

"What do you think is outside."

For the dry and thin old man's inquiry, the sky fainted, did not expect such an inquiry.

What is outside?

At this time, the lean old man coughed up, and then sighed, "the outside world, even the creatures of the wasteland feel that the wasteland is a small world, but who knows, the concept between the two should be in harmony."

There is no response, the sky is listening.

"The outside world is attached to my wasteland."

The old man said something amazing.

"Why is there another way for me in the wasteland, which is the fairy road, which belongs to the fairy road of my wasteland, but it is special..."

That road can not be told, only when the Tao Tianjun himself will understand what road.

"Everyone's road is different, and I'm not useful for telling them."The thin old man explained, "The outside world is attached to my wasteland, and the fairy road is left to them, it is some of the previous agreements, and the fairyland agreement."

“The Ancestors made a covenant?”

God's voice.

The old man opened his eyes and looked at the sky.

He didn’t know that God would know.

"Yes, some of the original agreements, the outside world's creatures can not really be cut off, they also have the right to pursue eternal life, which is why we rarely go to the outside world to compete, leaving ancestral training, we do not want to rob others of the way."

"I didn't know much about that, and I was broken and I was asleep."

"The existence of the wasteland, why it exists, what is the real, when you go down that road will naturally gradually understand."

The old man whispers, occasionally with a sharp cough.

It is not that he is sick in himself, but that his body has traces and has been suppressed.

It seems that because he said too much, it caused a lot of injuries, but when Dao Tianjun was about to shoot, he waved his hand, "This is an old problem, will not die, cough a few times it is okay."

“The bottom line.”

The old man suddenly uttered these two words.

He looked at Dao Tianjun, "Do you remember that at a certain level you would tell the creatures of the wasteland about the bottom of our wasteland, that the blood of the little wasteland is only the cheapest one."

"There's really too much."

"The people who helped you at the beginning, who destroyed the gods, are all living gods, and they have not cut themselves off."

Another amazing news!

In the eyes of the outside world, these people are self-proud supreme, but who can expect it!

They are all living ancient emperors, not self-cut, their own years of eternal life, as if immortal.

“Long biomass.”The dry-thin old man said a noun, "Xianyuan has this substance, why the world's long-term fairy realm for eternal life, they are not wrong, fairyland has a special substance, can make people live for a long time."

“Every moment, my wasteland will take long biomass from the fairyland, and even from the dark place.”

“The little bastard’s treasure water is only the cheapest thing.”

“It was born because of the emperor, and we have many living ancient emperors and emperors in our wasteland, and it is too easy to make that kind of thing.”

His words were calm, and he did not look at the treasure water in the eye.

"Survive on long biomass, don't you say..." Dao Tianjun eyes fluctuating glazed color, looking deep into the forbidden land, he wanted to perceive how many supremes survived.

Because this is probably an extremely scary and terrifying message.

The ancient accumulation.

How many people survived?

At the same time, so many people survived, to know that to become the emperor is an invincible creature, will anyone become immortal?

That said.

The land is horrible.

Not to mention the cultivation of the universe, it is placed in the fairy realm, and the world will tremble.

"How much, I don't even know."

The lean old man shook his head, "I'm just a guide, leading you forward to that path."

He doesn’t know much, and there are some things that are not easy to tell.

After that.

The old man said some words.

The sky is gone.

"What's playing in the wilderness of history."The sky whispers softly.

He was also thinking of a word.

"The Dragon King is not our ancestor."

After hearing this sentence, Tao Tianjun fell into contemplation, if this sentence was heard by the people of the wasteland will be, it is estimated that it is a table, no one will agree.

Everyone is proud of their identity, the Dragon Prince.

Now they say to them that the dragon king is not an ancestor.

Isn’t that subverting the old idea?

After that, there were many problems, all of which were cut off by the lean old man's desire to talk in one sentence.

"Only if you go down that path will gradually understand."

Such a word, Tao Tianjun listened to it no less than ten times, and many times the old man answered this way.

What is that road.

What is the cause of the wasteland, which has gone on for countless generations, what is the immortal road that belongs to their wasteland, and what is the end of it?

What is the sleep, why to sleep, not death, what does this mean?

“Death is not the end.”

The old man finally said this...

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