I! The Strongest Suzerain

These handwritings were written by a great immortal emperor, and they contain incomparable mysteries.

Tianhuo looked at these handwriting with a touch of respect in his eyes, but Han Feng's heart was filled with turbulent waves, and the Immortal Emperor left a message.

"Brother Han, don't read these words for a long time, or you will be backlashed."

Tianhuo suddenly opened his mouth and said, Han Feng seemed to be looking for a demon at this time, staring at the text.

"Two rituals are yin and yang, yin and yang produce good fortune, good fortune produces magic. This is the way of the universe!"

A momentum slowly swayed on Han Feng's body, and Tianhuo's eyes showed a hint of horror, Han Feng actually had an epiphany!

"Hahaha!!!"

Suddenly, three arrogant voices sounded in the four directions. This voice was extremely domineering and revealed a vicissitudes of life. This voice was only heard by the people in the restaurant. "Six seven seven"

"It's the ancestor, the ancestor!!"

"Meet the ancestors!"

"Meet the ancestors!"

A group of monks knelt down one after another, who can be called the ancestor in the Liangyi Sect? Of course, it is the great power of the Immortal Emperor!

"Hahaha......"

The heroic voice sounded again. At this time, Han Feng also gradually and completely entered the state of epiphany. At this time, he felt that the Sifang Tavern had disappeared, and he was in a sea of ​​clouds.

Above this sea of ​​clouds is a round of black and white Tai Chi gossip.

"Two ceremonies? What can be called two ceremonies? One black and one white, one yin and one yang, endlessly... This can be called two ceremonies."

An ethereal voice sounded in Han Feng's ears, and at the same time, the discordant voice of the system also sounded...Ahem, how can it be said that the system is discordant?

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have another chance to choose.

Option 1: Host, you slap yourself now, return to the real world, and refuse the immortal emperor to preach. Reward: a motorcycle (riding a big motorcycle, it's cool and cool! It's powerful.)

Option 2: Host, you are now yelling at the Immortal Emperor and angering the Immortal Emperor.

[What magical things will happen, the system does not know.]

Reward: Heavenly Immortal Peach Wood Sword

Option 3: Peace of mind to obtain inheritance. (Reward: 10,000 top-quality immortal stones)”

What the hell! Ten thousand top-grade immortal stones, this is a top-grade immortal stone! This is equal to 100 million low-grade immortal stones!

Han Feng almost jumped up, when did the system become so generous? Han Feng chose three without hesitation, and then the system sounded again,

"Congratulations to the host for choosing three! Ren Fa; worship the Immortal Emperor as a teacher, success: [No reward]

Failure: [Death Punishment]

The host has no way out, come on.

The system's voice fell, and Han Feng felt that his neck was starting to get cold. Did the system kill him, or did he feel that he was scolding him every day for another big revenge?

f*ck! Han Feng scolded angrily... Of course, hey, everything should be natural, Han Feng calmed down, everything is possible, what if it happens?

Worshiping an immortal emperor as a teacher is not a loss.

"The old man is drunk and happy, now that you see that you have comprehension, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?"

A phantom suddenly appeared in front of Han Feng's eyes. This man was carrying a long sword, with a wine gourd hanging on his waist, wearing a simple Taoist robe, and his expression had an extraordinary free and easy.

The figure gradually solidified, Han Feng could clearly see that this was a young man in his early twenties, but the eyes of this young man were as vast as a galaxy, and like a tranquil spring, extremely quiet.

I'm going...I'm going to be a teacher as soon as I come?? Han Feng's face is full of confusion, he is still thinking about how to convince the Immortal Emperor.

Unexpectedly, he opened his mouth.

"Boy... are you willing?"

The young man frowned and said, Han Feng nodded quickly,

"I would like to!"

Just kidding, it is definitely a good thing for an immortal emperor to accept himself as a disciple. This is in the cold moon world, and there is an immortal emperor master, that is definitely more awesome than training to become an immortal emperor!

How many immortal emperors are there in this world?

"Boy, don't be too happy, I just accept you as a registered disciple, you are just a mere peak of Heavenly Immortal... not worthy of being my official disciple.

I have been the only one in several chaotic eras, and you are my first disciple, and the named disciple does not need to kowtow to the teacher, and you are not allowed to say that you are my disciple. Otherwise, I will definitely kill you!"

Zui Xiaoyao opened his mouth and said, Han Feng was speechless in his heart... Isn't it good for nothing.

"You bastard! It's for the benefit of the teacher!"

Zui Xiaoyao said, Han Feng was horrified! His thoughts were seen through...

"Don't be surprised, you are already my named disciple, cause and effect come together, I can naturally know your thoughts..."

Zui Xiaoyao spoke again, Han Feng was sweating coldly in his heart, he didn't dare to think about other things, otherwise the system would be unimaginable, but the system's voice rang at the same time,

"Little Immortal Emperor, is not qualified to explore the secrets of the Emperor Sect system, the host can rest assured, even the peaks of the entire Three Realms will not be able to discover this system! Unless the Great God Pangu is still there..."

"A few of the peaks, system, what realm do you think is above this Immortal Emperor? System..."

Han Feng asked, but at the same time he was very nervous. If his cheap master knew about the existence of the system, he would know what would happen. Facing Immortal Emperor Han Feng, he didn't think he could resist.

But after a long time, Zui Xiaoyao didn't seem to know what Han Feng was thinking. Only then did Han Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

"Host, your current cultivation base is too low, the system version is too low...no permission to know!"

After the sound of the system fell, the sound disappeared instantly.

What realm is there above this Immortal Emperor? Han Feng deliberately thought in his heart, hoping that Zuixiaoyao could answer him, who knew that Zuixiaoyao’s backhand was just a slap in the face,

"You bastard, you are in the realm of immortals, what do you think is above the Immortal Emperor! Listen, I will upload something to you 5.3 right now, I don't care if you understand it or not, anyway, after a hundred years, if you still haven't understood it, I will I will kill you!"

Zuixiaoyao said viciously, and then regardless of whether Han Feng agreed or not, a slap landed on the top of his head, and a huge amount of information began to pour into Han Feng's mind.

Qiankun is drunk, the two ceremonies are reversed in black and white.

Han Feng was drunk and preached the Fa, and only felt a pain in his mind, and then he suddenly returned to reality.

"Boy, I have already remembered your name--Han Feng! After a hundred years, I will not be able to understand the drunken sword style. Just shoot yourself to death, so as not to clear the door for the teacher in time."

A voice echoed in Han Feng's ears, Han Feng was stunned for a while, and sighed helplessly. He thought he had gained a backer from an Immortal Emperor, but who knew that he took a bite of chronic poison._