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Xuanyuan's last wish was over, his obsession dissipated, and he finally rested in peace.

...

"The old ghost of Xuanyuan finally rested in peace... Doesn't this mean that I can be free?"

Zhulong, who was locked on the dragon lock pillar, shook his head gently, and then glanced at the bone gate again, and a complicated smile appeared on his face: "Actually, this place is very good. If I guard the tribe, I won't feel lonely."

Hurry!

The next moment, the iron chains on the dragon lock pillar dissipated and turned into debris and fell on the ground. The phantom of a silver nine-tailed fox flashed away.

"Hmph, now you beg me to leave, I won't leave."

Zhulong moved his body a little, then quickly shrank, and wrapped his body on the bone gate.

But the next moment, the second candle dragon appeared.

This is the visual body of Zhulong.

"The little guy Lu Yun's idea of ​​the soul visualization is indeed magical. Based on visualizing all the heavens and things in the fairy world, as long as the soul is strong enough, you can go anywhere as long as it is in this fairy world."

"But that little guy's mind is probably comparable to Xuanyuan. A peak emperor's body of heaven and earth. He said he would give up if he gave up, without any nostalgia for such decisiveness..."

Zhulong sighed.

The Xuanyuan family was also voluntarily killed, completely blessing his power on the Five Elements Altar, so that the Five Elements Altar has enough power to nurture the organs of heaven and earth.

The Saint Emperor Xuanyuan is the co-lord of the human race, surpassing the great emperor and standing on the top of heaven and earth. If he doesn't want to die, who can kill him?

Xuanyuan's death was to fulfill future generations and leave a glimmer of hope for all living beings in future generations.

"Hehehe, the little girl of Tushan clan, I'm afraid you have forgotten who you are now? Ancestral Demon? The Emperor?"

Zhulong muttered, dissipated his visual body, and then slept heavily on the bones of his tribe members.

...

Qing Yu and Zi Ming were not hindered and easily took the mother altar.

"They are Xuanyuan slaves who were sacrificed to their mother's altar!"

Suddenly, Qingyu saw dense figures on the altar of his mother. Although Qingyu had never seen them, he could still recognize them as Xuanyuan slaves here.

There was no resentment or resentment on these Xuanyuan Nu's faces, and there was no resentment at all.

It seems that they have known for a long time that this is their destiny. Their only value they have left in the Xuanyuan tomb.

Sacrifice to the mother's altar and break the Nine Heavens Changhe Formation.

"Lu Yun can resurrect them."

Qing Yu murmured.

"But, what's the point if they survive?"

Two purple lights flashed in Zi Ming's eyes. She looked at the Xuanyuan slaves and said quietly: "They have known their destiny for a long time. The only purpose of their living here is to wait for one day when someone says they offer sacrifices to their mother's altar."

"Guarding Xuanyuan Tomb? In fact, Xuanyuan Tomb protects them."

Zi Ming saw the slender corpse under the mother's altar and sighed softly.

When Zi Ming was the Emperor Ziwei, he came here and had a causal relationship with others.

Now, the person who made Zi Ming feel resentful has fallen, and Zi Wei Emperor has also become the Saint King of Zi Ming and Fu Ying, which originated from the grudges of ancient times and was written off.

"She just died and voluntarily offered sacrifices to her mother's altar...Is this the so-called fate?"

Qing Yu's hand moved gently, and an inconspicuous tomb quietly raised, burying the corpse.

Qingyu didn't know who she was or what her identity was. She could only bury her with an inconspicuous grave... Qingyu didn't see the resentment from her. For her, it was enough for her to let her sleep peacefully.

...

In an unknown void, one trunk of the zombie tree merges with another big tree that has been planted here.

"Lu Yun... Waiting for your Emperor's body to die will be your death!"

The zombie tree turned into Qing Hongchen. He stood in the void and looked towards Xuanzhou with a trace of hideousness flashing on his face: "One day, I will definitely take root in Xuanzhou, turn the entire Xuanzhou, and turn the entire fairy world into zombie soil!"

At this moment, the zombie tree was seriously injured. The corpse fire and Xiran he obtained were all deprived of by Lu Yun, and even his body was severely damaged and almost died.

The power of the emperor is too strong. Unless the zombie tree obtains Wuhen and Xuanhe and achieves the unity of the five elements, it will be impossible to compete with the body of the stars.

The zombie tree can escape some branches because Lu Yun knew that even if it was destroyed in Xuanyuan's tomb, it would be meaningless. Leaving a small branch of him would be of some use.

"Led in Xuanzhou and turn the fairy world into zombie soil?"

Suddenly, a gentle voice sounded: "Why don't you give me your body, and you and I will join forces to take root in the fairy world, and how about turning the fairy world into a demonic land?"

The next moment, a small light of inspiration penetrated into the zombie tree.

boom--

Qing Hongchen directly turned into a zombie tree and took root in the void.

He roared wildly and struggled, but he could do nothing.

Zhang Qing Hongchen's face on the trunk of the zombie tree gradually changed and turned into the face of the demon god.

"Hey——I, the true spirit of the Emperor, finally found a suitable body. But now that the immortal path has not been understood, whoever dares to become the Emperor will die."

"Hahaha, it's almost done, it's almost done. As long as the immortal path is opened and the immortal path is completely perfect, the emperor will come back to the world, and I will become the first emperor in the world, the Demon God Emperor in the world of heaven and earth!"

The demon god divided into an incarnation, practiced the immortal path, became an immortal from the virtual realm, and then returned to the blood quagmire, allowing his emperor's true spirit to be included in the immortal path.

Now, the demon god took advantage of the zombie tree's energy to take over the zombie tree and began to use the blood mud to nourish the zombie tree, turning the zombie tree into a demon tree.

Just wait for the immortal path to be penetrated, he can become an emperor.

...

"I'm late, the zombie tree has been taken away!"

Yin Jiuying and Jiangchen came to this void. They looked at the breath remaining here and their faces became a little ugly.

"It's the Demon God..."

...

On the tenth day of the first month of the Xuanhuang year.

It seems that because the calendar has been recognized by the immortals, the entire immortal world, the nine heavens, ten earths and four immortal seas have a spring mood on this day.

There were no four seasons in the original fairy world.

But now, Lu Yun has established the four seasons in the calendar, and the law of the four seasons has gradually emerged from the immortal path, and he is in charge of the immortal world.

Of course, the current rules of the Four Seasons are still very weak, and many people have not noticed the derivatives of the Four Seasons.

The Xuanyuan Tomb incident was completely over.

Although there are still some scattered zombies wandering in the Tianshui Daze, they will never have any impact on the creatures in the Tianshui Daze again.

The tomb gate of Xuanyuan Tomb has also been closed. In Xuanyuan Tomb, there are countless ancient magic weapons and even innate magic weapons, but Lu Yun did not move these treasures.

"You said you want to write a history book?"

Qing Yu's eyes widened and looked at Lu Yun incredible.

"Yes, write history books."

Lu Yun nodded: "Learn from history, we can tell the rise and fall. What's more, many things and many people should not be forgotten!"

In the current fairy world, history is a taboo, and many things are hidden.

The Battle of Emperor Fall, the Battle of Immortals 100,000 years ago, is listed.
Chapter completed!