Super Urban Master

The dusty ancient dragon gate at the end of the desert slowly opened.

As far as my eyes came, it was the first time that I saw the existence in the dragon gate from a real perspective.

The existence of that huge coffin is not my illusion.

At first glance, the divine coffin didn’t suppress the Emperor Chen Qing’s Nine Dragon Sky Coffin. It was the one that pulled me out of the evil race’s space and forced my mother Chen Yanran to be in the Nine Soul Pagoda of Fusang, threatened by the Tao of Heaven. A sky knife was eaten raw, and a blood rose sky coffin was chopped out of his chest.

This divine coffin is not as majestic as the sky coffin, but it is more primitive and mysterious, and the secrets contained in it are obviously far beyond the sky coffin.

I'm really curious about who is in this coffin.

A bold thought arose in my heart abruptly. Could this divine coffin be the last emperor?

Even if it wasn't the last emperor of Yan Xia, it must be one of the emperors of the past, and it must be the most invincible one.

Although it has been a long time from the age of science and technology to the age of the emperor of mankind, instinctive awe still rises in my heart.

And beside this divine coffin, five coffin guards were sitting around the coffin.

The three men and two women look almost the same as our Yanxia people. Although they don't seem to be old, they are all in the same shape, but I can feel that their true age must be much older than they seem to be on the surface.

These five people seem to sit in an ordinary position, but they are actually well versed in the innate gossip, not the acquired gossip that we are now learning by Feng Shui masters. We are the Zhouyi, and they must be Lianshan and Gui Zang. .

Obviously, these five people were before the Spring and Autumn Period with few records, even before Xia, Shang and Zhou.

They sit quietly, without ripples or profound energy fluctuations.

These are five uncorrupted corpses, they are already dead.

But even though he was dead, this dead body still gave me an extremely dangerous feeling.

It's not the fierce corpse spirit that zombies don't melt, but a kind of innate holy energy that makes people fear and fear and want to kneel down and worship.

Obviously, they were invincible in their lifetimes, and they are estimated to be at least the sage of the two heavens.

The so-called sage of the two heavens is the heavenly sage.

According to my current understanding, it should be impossible for a Feng Shui master of this level to exist in Xuanmen today.

Not to mention the hot summer that has been locked with aura for two thousand years, even if you look at the whole world, in Fusang, in the West, in those countries where aura has always been lush, there is no Feng Shui master of this level.

It seems that the once hot summer was really mysterious and beyond imagination.

Is it necessary to get their approval if you want to join the emperor?

Are these few outsiders who guard the tomb who turned away my father's saint Li Er back then?

Carrying a spirit that is about to enter the sky, I am riding a thin dragon step by step towards the dragon gate in awe.

I can't wait to get their approval and come to the Emperor.

I want to win the battle before the human sect master and the evil spirit alliance master suddenly awakens!

This is my best opportunity!

As I walked forward, a voice suddenly came from the dragon gate.

The five guards of the tomb did not speak, but there was a clear voice of discussion.

"This son is quite extraordinary. It's a hope to have this opportunity at such an age."

"Too fast, too fake, I'm afraid there will be variables."

"It's him, the son of Heaven Curse!"

"It's really that kid, he's actually alive, he's gotten here after the Three Realms of Tribulation."

"Can you make him the emperor?"

...

Listening to these discussions, my mood was extremely nervous.

Obviously, they have noticed me.

And they are also talking about me, they know the roots of me, and judging from the content of their conversations, I have hope.

Soon I was getting closer and closer to the dragon gate, and I also plucked up the courage to preach to outsiders inside the dragon gate: "Boy Chen Huangpi, previous life Chen Kunlun, my father Li Er, my mother Chen Yanran. Today I became a saint. In Longling, I hope to see the ancient sages, and hope that the emperor’s luck will be added to the emperor, and he will come to the emperor to solve the disaster of the world and save the spirit of the world.

After finishing speaking, the dragon's head hung down, I knelt on one knee and looked at the dragon's door.

"Be generous!"

An old man said, obviously quite satisfied with me.

"Understand a lot, it seems that I have a good chance, and I'm close."

Another voice sounded, but a voice of opposition soon came: "It's too early. As far as I know, there are several talented people in this world who have the opportunity to be the emperor. Let's take a look."

Soon, another voice said, "Ziyu, what do you think? Speaking of which, he is also a member of your clan."

Hearing this sound, I was taken aback.

Ziyu is obviously one of the women, and I still have a connection with her?

Soon I thought of my mother Chen Yanran, the Suzaku girl who was ruled by the evil clan.

Is this purple jade the ancestor of my mother?

When I was puzzled, the Ziyu asked, "What is he? Not as good as Li Er. Forget it, let's take a look."

"Okay, let's take a look again. Although this child is special, it is still far away from the Emperor of Humanity."

"Then wait for the star-moon corpse formation that Li Er has set up, and wait for us to look at other talented people in this world."

"Okay, this is the last chance. Don't be careless, you still have to follow the rules..."

Hearing this, my heart was instantly lost.

I quickly wanted to recommend myself, saying that I would go all out to fulfill my mission.

However, at this moment, I found that I couldn't speak, and I couldn't even move my body.

I felt as if I had been upper body by a ghost, I couldn't move, even the thin dragons transformed by the imperial aura on the soles of my feet were trembling and wailing.

Suddenly, an invisible air shot out, fanning me with the thin dragon, fanning me all the way to the stone steps, and fanning me beside Wen Chaoyang and Li Badou.

At this moment, the dragon gate slowly closed.

The thin dragon was scattered, and the dragon veins that represented the dragon aura of the scorching summer dynasties lowered their heads again, buried in endless yellow sand.

Everything is calm, only the sound of the blue dragon is endless, which makes people palpitate.

I slumped on the stone steps blankly, feeling lost and helpless.

After all, I still didn't get the recognition. Although I was only one step away, I was rejected by thousands of miles.

Disappointment, annoyance, unwillingness, self-blame...

All kinds of emotions rise in the bottom of my heart, making me mixed.

I feel like a sinner. I'm sorry to my parents, grandpa, red fish, too many people...

But at this moment, Wen Chaoyang raised his hand and patted me on the shoulder.

First, there is a terrifying martial arts inner strength, then pure transcendent profound energy, and finally the supreme Buddha energy.

"Huangpi, don't be discouraged, and there is hope. Even if you are not recognized after all, even if you are not the emperor, we are all here. There is not necessarily one way to save the world. If we can't be the emperor, we can also open up new ways." Wen Chaoyang Speak solemnly.

Li Badou shook his hair even more. He said boldly, "Damn, the emperor shall be the emperor, and we shall be self-reliant! In ancient times, the yellow robe of Song Zu was added to the body. It is a big deal for us to gather the power of the profound sect and become the emperor. This is a small crime. Lord, I am really not afraid!"