This sound caused Qingyang Huan to stumble.
Judging from his posture, he looks energetic.
"The Sword Emperor Palace has a nice environment.
There is food and drink.
I will live here from now on."
After a pause, Qingyang Huan said.
The face of the Heavenly Sword King turned dark in vain.
"Sir Sword Emperor went into seclusion yesterday."
The next moment, the Heavenly Sword King said.
"yesterday" "Yes, I don't know.
If you want to know, I would also be in seclusion."
"Ah Huan, you are so unpopular."
Gui Buxian, who was lying on Qingyang Huan's shoulder, burst into laughter.
Blame me, Qingyang Huan couldn't help but spread his hands.
Soon, Qingyang Huan followed the Heavenly Sword King to the Tianjian Peak.
Different from the thousands of sword peaks in the Sword Emperor Mountain Range, there was only a thatched house on the Tianjian Peak and two boys who sprinkled water and swept the dust.
The King of Heavenly Sword regained his composure.
As the King of Destiny who has transcended the long river of reincarnation and initially jumped out of destiny, his joys, anger, sorrows and joys have long been independent of the world.
Naturally, he has no good feelings towards the little ancestor in front of him.
He is quite old and has a new one.
Young ancestor.
"I want to know the whereabouts of Master and the others."
Soon, sitting cross-legged on the top of the sword peak outside the house, Qingyang Huan also calmed down and spoke out first.
It seemed that if he didn't speak, the Heavenly Sword King would not be prepared to speak either.
As a powerful person in the destiny king realm of the seventh heaven of kings, the seven emotions and six desires have long been at will in his heart.
He naturally noticed that his emotions were not malicious at all, just like an old naughty boy having a temper.
"They have all disappeared.
Peng Zun and Long Zun disappeared mysteriously in the depths of the Ruins a hundred years ago.
It is rumored that they went to the chaotic world.
As for Huang Zun, they also disappeared.
How can we know the whereabouts of our ancestors."
Waving his hand, the Heavenly Sword King grabbed the jade pot on the stone table in front of him and filled the jade cup in front of Qingyang Huan with spiritual tea.
The sword light splashed in all directions in the jade cup.
This is the sword tea that has been transformed by the erosion of the sword energy over the years in the Jiandi Mountain Range.
It has the effect of dredging the meridians.
"But nine years ago, the Human Dao Qinghua Emperor's star flashed in the starry sky, and then disappeared without a trace."
Qingyang Huan remained silent while listening to what the King of Heavenly Sword said.
"Then the Sword Emperor stepped into the starry sky and found no trace of the Empress."
"Sister" Seeing the expression of King Tianjian, Qingyang Huan expressed doubts.
"My senior sister is the contemporary Qinghua Emperor."
"yes."
After receiving a positive answer, Qingyang Huan suppressed the turbulence in his heart and thought about that peerless graceful figure in the depths of the endless starry sky, and the stars in the sky seemed to be the crystal embellishment of her majesty.
"By the way, there was no news about the senior brother after the battle outside Xiaomanghuang Continent.
I don't know."
Suddenly, Qingyang Huan took out a dark token and said.
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However, the Heavenly Sword King shook his head and said nothing.
No one knows what the outcome of the conquest in the endless starry sky will be after the collapse of the Xiaomanghuang Continent.
After everything calms down, the Holy Emperor and God Emperor surrounding the human race retreat, and the Dao Emperor pursues the Jia Luo warriors into the starry sky.
Deep in the depths, Emperor Ziwei also disappeared, and the whereabouts of the soul of Aotian Sword Emperor were also unknown.
Suddenly, there was a brief silence on Tianjian Peak.
Buzz.
Qingyang Huan, who was rubbing the Sword Emperor Token, found an unexpected aura in the Sword Emperor Token.
However, he did not dig deep into it, but temporarily put the Sword Emperor Token away.
"By the way, come with me."
As the Heavenly Sword Dynasty moves towards the deep earth of the Sword Emperor Mountain Range, the mountains are majestic, but under the sword peaks, the mountains and rivers appear to be undulating and continuous.
Deep in the earth in the center of the Sword Emperor Mountain Range, looking at the void in all directions, one can see the many suspended sword mountains, majestic and majestic, as if surrounded by a fairyland, forming a sharp contrast with the earth.
At the foot of Sword Emperor Mountain is the Sword Tomb.
The fallen warriors of the Sword Emperor Palace are buried there for one hundred and eight epochs from the early days of modern times to the present.
The Sword Tomb is underground and is a huge underground palace that stretches for countless thousands of miles.
The atmosphere of vicissitudes of life flows in the underground palace, and traces of time linger on every sword monument and tomb.
There are decayed and broken swords stuck in the sword tomb, and some tombs are even just small mounds of earth.
Looking around, the tombs are densely packed and undulating like hills.
At regular intervals, there are long bright lamps jumping with weak flames, and the swaying firelight illuminates the lonely tombs.
"Most of the people buried here are warriors from the Sword Emperor Palace of the past dynasties.
They fell into the hands of foreigners.
Some of them died without their whole bodies, only the remains of their bodies, and even only their weapons were buried."
The Heavenly Sword King led Qingyang Huan towards the depths of the sword tomb, moving all the way.
"Here, there is no difference between the Sword Emperor and ordinary swordsmen.
The Sword King is just a pile of land."
In this way, the two of them walked towards the depths of the Sword Tomb for a long time.
Looking at the tombs all around, Qingyang Huan had curiosity in his eyes, wondering why the Heavenly Sword King brought him here.
"It is our ancestor's instruction to bring you here.
Deep in the sword tomb are buried the disciples and disciples of the former Soul Lord, that is, your senior brother Soul King and senior nephew Fallen Soul King."
"Brother and nephew, they are buried here."
As the King of Heavenly Sword walked to the depths of the sword tomb, the light flickered in the thousands-year-old lamps.
Deep in the sword tomb, Qingyang Huan saw two tombs side by side, and the solitary sword and sword.
The other sword tombs in the tomb are out of place.
The sword tombs in the sword tomb are surrounded by the cold sword light, and the swords are clanging.
Even those former sword holders have died, but the remaining remnants are still shining with the sword light.
The two tombs located deep in the Sword Tomb only have two small mounds of earth.
They can even be said to be two small mounds.
They are surrounded by a kind of vague soul power, as if they are not inside the Sword Tomb. , but in another time and space.
“This is it” Without using the Heavenly Sword King to answer, Qingyang Huan saw two tombstones standing in front of the two tombs, one with the Soul King engraved on it, and the other with the Fallen Soul King engraved on it.
It is simple, with no other engraved words.
The tombstone with the engraved font is a kind of pale green, which is a kind of spiritual tree, and even has a few green tree buds, gently swaying in the lingering soul power.
"Eternal green wood."
Gui Buxian suddenly ran down from Qingyang Huan's shoulder, stared at the two wooden tablets in front of the tomb, and said aloud.
"What a big deal.
This is the real spiritual wood of heaven and earth.
It will last forever.
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Even if the world is destroyed, the ancient tree will still be evergreen.
This is a treasure used to build the emperor's coffin.
It is said that in the Middle Ages, one of your human emperors was made of evergreen wood.
We have created a coffin that will remain evergreen even as time passes.”
"Why is my senior brother's tomb in the Sword Emperor Palace?"
However, the Heavenly Sword King shook his head.
He did not know why there were these two tombs deep in the Sword Tomb.
There was no record in the Sword Emperor Palace.
Buzz Perhaps it was Qingyang Huan who brought vitality, and the floating soul power lingering outside the two tombs began to tumble.
This soul power was intertwined and connected like spiritual will.
The Soul King is a disciple of the Sixth Master Uncle Soul Lord, but it is his disciple Fallen Soul King who is truly famous in the world.
A strong man with the ability to become an emperor, he eventually fell sadly.
But I didn't expect that the master and the apprentice would be buried in the Sword Emperor Palace.
"This is" At this time, Qingyanghuan saw the remaining ashes under the tombstones of the two tombs.
"The other two little ancestors will come here every once in a while to pay their respects."
King Tianjian looked up at the burned ashes and said.
Soon, the Heavenly Sword King left for an excuse, leaving only Qingyanghuan and Guibuxian.
Qingyanghuan paid homage to the Soul King's tomb.
As for his nephew, the Fallen Soul King, he was from a long time ago.
But he couldn't bear to bow to him, and then he sat cross-legged outside the two tombs.
As for Gu Buxian, his two little eyes were staring at the evergreen wood made into a wooden monument, and his little eyes were darting around.
Qingyang Huan didn't need to think about it, and he knew what the little bastard was planning.
This was absolutely impossible.
Qingyang Huan, who was sitting cross-legged outside the tomb, felt the soul power lingering around him and began to wander towards his body.
These soul powers exuded the atmosphere of vicissitudes and decay, and had been silent for too many years, just like He is like an old man in his old age, senile and rickety. buzz buzz Feeling the soul power lingering around his body, Qingyang Huan felt as if he was wrapped in a thick haze, giving him a dull feeling and his breath was somewhat depressed.
The intertwining speed of the entwining soul power is getting faster and faster.
The illusory soul laws derived from the soul power are as thick as big pillars.
They are intertwined and intertwined, seeming to weave a magnificent world.
A faint divine light lit up outside the tomb, and Gui Buxian forced himself to raise his head from the evergreen wood and looked at the intertwined soul power laws.
"It's amazing.
After being dead for such a long time, you can still master the rules of soul control to build an illusory world.
What should you say to Ah Huan?
I won't care about it for now.
It's important, baby.
I'll take a few more looks."
Then, Gui Buxian's eyes fell on the evergreen wood again.
Don't you think such an eternal treasure is more suitable for the immortal turtle?
call As the soul power was forged, the sound of rushing water could be heard in Qingyang Huan's ears, and the decay and vicissitudes around him became heavier and heavier, so much so that Qingyang Huan felt as if he was about to be assimilated.
The picture of the tomb that came into view also collapsed inch by inch, evolving into another ancient and silent time and space.
The twisted sky, the rolling black sand all over the sky, the undulating mountains on the earth, and the swaying black trees, Qingyang Huan entered this world in a trance. tread He stood up and walked forward.
Under his feet were decayed white bones.
Looking at the densely packed white bones scattered on the ground, some shone with a faint light golden luster.
After climbing over the hill, I saw a huge skeleton that was as high as the hill.
It was hundreds of feet tall.
The whole body was gilded.
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The huge head towered towards the sky, and the dragon's horns were as ferocious as a glazed jade tree.
On the huge body, only the pale golden bones of the two pairs of unfolded feathers were left, and the four hooves stepped into the sand under their feet, their strength strong.
Ancient Pegasus Seeing this scene, Qingyang Huan also had doubts in his eyes.
Why did his soul power create such a world scene: