Gao Wu: Extracting The Ancestral Art Of The Immortal King At The Start

"What happened in the past years, why did the creatures that are respected as emperors by all living beings perish in blood here?"

It involves a number of Taoist ancestors and quasi-immortal emperors, and it is suspected that a more terrifying existence is involved.

Even if he knows all the secrets of the past, the present and the future, he still doesn't know what happened here.

He was shocked and realized that he was uncovering a dusty past, an unknown record that did not exist in the history books.

Involving the secrets of the fall of many emperors, even he would be moved and shocked.

"But these emperor-level existences, why is the body revealing unknown, giving people a strange feeling?"

Jiuyouao frowned and observed the skeletons of the two Taoist ancestors with supreme mana, penetrating the evolutionary path in their bodies.

But what came to him was not the law of order and evolutionary path, it was completely different from his cognition.

It was a series of gloomy ancient roads, desolate and dark, with white scraps of paper circulating, and the black blood of Liao people gushing from the ground.

There is an icy golden sun hanging at a high place, and what can be swayed down is not warmth and vitality, but the cold and dead silence.

Where the sun radiates, everything is exhausted, the source of life is plundered, and all vitality is disappearing.

These existences were completely destroyed, but under the remodeling of his great mana, there were signs of resurrection.

It is not that these fallen emperors will be resurrected, but that those strange substances have regained their vitality and are greedily absorbing the Qi of the Quasi-immortal Emperor.

Even, many strange substances are actually mixed together, combined with a variety of strange characteristics, they are growing wildly, and there are signs of a comprehensive recovery.

The first ancestor of Jiuyouao was stunned, seeing the radiance of evil spirits rippling from the bodies of these fallen emperors.

The dense matter is circulating, distorting the earth, as if everything is going to sink.

This is extremely terrifying, although these revived strange substances do not have the slightest threat in his eyes.

However, if there is a king here, even a giant cannot survive under these strange substances for an instant (bifa), and it will be instantly eroded and occupy the true spirit.

The ancestor of Jiuyouao became solemn, and he felt that this place might not be as simple as he imagined.

These fallen emperors are really weird, none of them are normal, they all carry a strong and ominous energy.

Even if he dies, the remaining substances are still terrifyingly aggressive, and even he is instinctively disgusted.

It's not that his emotions are resisting, but his own evolutionary path is rejecting and disgusting.

It seems that this thing is the filthy existence of the opposite of all living beings, and is cast aside by all spirits.

"Fallen...Emperor?"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and there were thousands of time and space in his eyes, and the years changed.

The mighty power of the emperor analyzed these strange substances and analyzed their essence.

The first ancestor of Jiuyouao suddenly discovered that theoretically, these strange substances have a lot in common with the Fallen Immortal King.

But there is a big difference. The Fallen Immortal King is far less terrifying than these strange substances.

One is messy and confused with a little darkness, and the other is pure, weird, and completely dark.

This discovery made him frown as an emperor.

He was all too familiar with the existence of the Fallen Immortal King.

But according to Jie Hai's words, most of those fallen immortal kings were normal kings when they first became immortal kings.

It was only under the erosion of the boundless sea of ​​years that his nature was gradually transformed, and he was gradually not his original self.

In their understanding, the primordial spirit was polluted by the realm sea and gave birth to another self.

Fallen kings are the public enemies of all kings, they will attack other normal immortal kings indiscriminately, and they are the culprit behind the fall of many immortal kings.

It is also the culprit of the massacre in the dark turmoil. They don't need to be mad, even the king dares to besiege and kill, there is nothing they dare not do.

Only some of the most powerful kings can make them jealous and dare not offend.

The fallen king was ignored as early as when he became the supreme giant.

But the fallen emperor, or the Dark Immortal Emperor...

Thinking of this, his heart became heavy, and it was the first time that he had such an emotion after becoming an emperor.

"Is the root cause of the erosion of the sea water of the Realm Sea and the birth of the Fallen here?"

The ancestor of Jiuyouao murmured to himself, he seemed to pursue the greatest secret since the birth of heaven and earth.

"But why are there so many emperors who have all fallen, and why are there no pure darkness kings with similar essences in the realm?"

With deep doubts, the ancestor Jiuyouao walked across the vast area where the quasi-immortal emperor buried his bones.

He felt that in the deepest part of the Ultimate Ancient Land, there might be more secrets waiting for him to uncover.

Along the way, he came over and saw many dilapidated ancient buildings and dark mountains.

These buildings are too old, and I don't know how many years they have been standing.

And it is extremely heavy. It is confused by the big cosmic core and immortal gold, and then built with the power of rules, which is extremely strong.

The immortal life battle cannot leave traces here, and it takes a lot of effort for ordinary kings to break the ring.

The rules and order here are obviously much stronger than the outside world, enough to accommodate the imperial war without completely collapsing.

"Imperial Soldier Fragments?

Suddenly, his heart moved.

Looking up, I saw a huge weapon fragment that tore apart the mountain of God, and there is still a terrifying killing intent sweeping through it, enough to kill the king.

It was a broken long knife, slicing through the towering mountains formed by the arrangement of billions of universes.

There are monstrous murderous intentions rippling, and there are voices of ghosts and gods, and the unpredictable power of time permeates.