When the shadow of the black dragon disappeared in Wuji Palace, the light of the Wuji Palace was shining in an instant. The fortunes of the countries that were already fusing were completely integrated at this moment. On the entire land of Yuxia, all practitioners could feel the fortunes of the Qin Empire, which were like a mountain, were entrenched on it.

In Xianyang City, in the courtyard of the young master's mansion, Cheng Qi raised his face, which was still fat with a baby, and looked into the void with pure and dazzling eyes like stars. The next moment, Cheng Qi smiled happily, and his eyebrows were bent.

The little guy squinted his eyes and murmured to himself:

"Brother, he succeeded!"

Gai Nie stood behind Cheng Qi in a white long gown and held a sword, silently watching the young master Cheng Qi, and in his mind the young emperor in black appeared. He held Mo Yuan in his hand, like a sea and as if he was like a sea.

It is said that if you want to truly carry the imperial fortune, you have to give up all your cultivation. It seems that there is another swordsman missing in this world.

Gai Nie sighed softly in his heart, not knowing whether it was regret or gladness, then he raised his head and said:

"However, at this point, there is another insurmountable mountain."

In fact, there is no need for Gai Nie Duoyan. The black dragon's luck lies in the void, looking down at the world like a true dragon. Which practitioner in the world will not feel the true dragon of luck?

Nie Feng, a descendant of Nie Zheng who was still outside the Great Wall, was far away from home and felt the drastic changes in the Central Plains from afar. His handsome cheeks were raised to look at the Central Plains.

"A few days ago, a Central Plains Ranger told me that Qin had unified the Xia Dynasty. What was that at this time? Why did I feel like I had met a nemesis?"

He looked down at the scabbard in his hand, and Nie Feng looked at the golden spear land in the west. When he was a ranger in the past, he heard a strange man say that the West would be the emperor, but now it has come true.

"Maybe I should go and fulfill the promise of the past."

………

In Wuji Palace, Ying Zheng was sucking and spitting out the fortune of the Qin Dynasty. Five colors shone out in the palace, and clouds and mists rose. Even the dragon patterns on his black clothes seemed to become vivid and lively, and Ying Zheng's eyebrows and eyes became more solemn.

It was not until he swallowed all the five colors in the hall that he swallowed up all the whale and restrained his luck into the Niwan Palace that he slowly opened his eyes. He saw that there seemed to be a black dragon entrenching in his eyes, and his power was unsightly.

"Yes, Han Guangwei Ci, this is a primer."

Li Chunqiu looked at Ying Zheng and smiled with his hands behind his back, "The disciples are like dragons, and the masters are always honored."

"I want to thank Master!" Ying Zheng bowed with a smile.

But before Ying Zheng gave his respect, Li Chunqiu reached out to support him. "Okay, red tape, you should first see how good your cultivation is?"

Looking at his master's smile, Ying Zheng stood up straight, and his martial arts began to flow slowly. He saw his luck rising and the black dragon roaring.

After repeated repetition, his self-salvation seemed to be several times stronger than when he was practicing Taoism. However, the way of emperors should not be strong for a long time. If he cannot successfully reach the end of the path mentioned by the master, then he can only practice Taoism again.

But there was no failure in his eyes.

………

In the barren mountains, the sound of forests was sobbing and miasma was flying. A white-haired old man walked in the desolate forest with his cane and walked down the mountain road. The mountains became plains and wilderness. The old man stopped at the edge of the wilderness.

It was not Lao Dan who was? Lao Dan looked around and lowered his body to touch the dry weed branches on the earth. Everything was so natural, and this was the most unnatural place.

There should have been a village here - Fengyin Village, but at this time there is only a wilderness. I know my disciples, and he will never give him a wrong map. He will not make such a mistake. So...

Lao Dan raised his head and looked at the wilderness, where something was hidden.

Such a strong dead aura, but no extraordinary thing can be seen, is the biggest loophole.

The next moment, Lao Dan held his cane with one hand and stretched out his other hand to touch the void. In an instant, a huge crack was suddenly pulled open in the void, as if there was a huge creature in the invisible void. The opening was endless darkness, rolling with a heavy death aura, like the gate to the world of death.

"The Yin World? No, this seems to be a big difference. Is it a secret realm created by artificially created?"

Lao Dan walked into it with a crutch and a searching look. He had been in the spiritual sea. Unlike the haze of others, Lao Dan had his own consciousness in the spiritual sea. Hundreds of years gave him a unique feeling about death.

Stepping into the darkness, the huge crack disappeared into the void in an instant, and everything seemed to have never appeared.

The desolate, dark, and the wild grass climbed up to the ancient village monument again, and the entrance of the village in the dark was closed. Lao Dan stepped out of the air in the void and fell down.

He lowered his head and looked at the stone tablet under his feet. There were sword marks on the vines on it. After looking at the environment, Lao Dan frowned.

"It seems like it is artificially evolving the ghost creature, and this method seems a bit extraordinary."

………

Deep in Fengyin Village, under the darkness of thousands of hanging coffins, the old lady crying cat-faced suddenly raised her head and her face changed drastically.

Before Xuandu Fan Zeng and his two men recovered, a big hand appeared out of thin air, grabbed it from the void, and gathered their five fingers to shine Xuandu and the other two in.

The moment his palms closed, an old man in vegetarian clothes appeared under the hanging coffin, and Fan Zeng, a Xuandu, had already arrived behind him at some point.

The old man had kind-eyed eyes, and there seemed to be a starry road flashing in his eyes. He smiled and said, "I am the only disciple, I can't stay in Fengyin Village as a guest. Please forgive me."

The words are polite, just like an old man in the village talking to an acquaintance, but he has a shocking power when he raises his hand.

"Master and powerful monk, how dare I stay in Fengyin Village? The old senior will leave as soon as I want to leave. I, an old woman, just chat with your disciples for a few words."

The old lady with cat face couldn't tell the look on her face, but she just forced a smile and replied.

Fan Zeng stood behind Lao Dan, with a rock in his expression. He had never seen the palace master of Langhuan Palace in Taiyin Academy take action, and never expected that this master of Xuandu had such great ability.

Sure enough, the position of the palace master in the Taiyin Academy was definitely not something that ordinary people could have. When Mr. Lao Dan was alive, people were impressed by his knowledge and called him his holy name. After his death, he was even more extraordinary after being resurrected by Mr. Chunqiu.

"Your ghost creature evolves, but you have too much resentment and will sooner or later backfire. Today, the old guy is just coming for his disciples. If you don't repent, you will not be able to come next time with Mr. Chunqiu's amnesty."

Lao Dan looked at the thousands of hanging coffins and thoughtfully, but finally spoke up and turned into a warning.
Chapter completed!