Chapter 481 Goodbye Immortal Killing Gourd

When Si Xuan Qianli's tall quasi-emperor stepped out of the galaxy-like blue sea of ​​light, many saints and saint kings here couldn't help but lowered their heads deeply, and many monks even knelt down with piety on their faces.

He lay down and showed full respect for the current quasi-emperor.

"It has only been a hundred years since he became the quasi-emperor, but he has already entered the fourth heaven? The Taiyin prince is probably practicing faster than his father."

On a deserted ancient star not far away from the 108th level of the human race, a middle-aged humanoid creature with eight arms and light golden skin was sitting cross-legged on it, his dark green eyes staring closely at Si Xuan.

’s back, he murmured after a long time.

"Father, the human prince asked you to have a secret talk at the end of the human race five years ago. I wonder what they talked about?" Behind the quasi-emperor of the Guangming Tribe, another familiar figure with eight arms and four arms stood bowed and stood in wait.

The emperor sighed with emotion and couldn't help asking.

The person who spoke was none other than the person in power of the Guangming Tribe, the Great Sage Mingyou, the third grandson of the Ancient Guangming Emperor. Next to him was the grandson of the Ancient Guangming Emperor, the eldest son of the Emperor of the Guangming Tribe who was born more than six thousand years ago.

Xuanhua Quasi-Emperor.

"Of course it's something about the ethnic group and the future." Even though they were hundreds of millions of miles apart, the eyes of Xuanhua Quasi-Emperor and Si Xuan still inevitably came into contact. The two nodded to each other. They were both at the quasi-emperor level, and they were both at the same level.

We all know each other's existence, so there is no need to hide it.

"Is it about the future of the ethnic group?" Mingyou couldn't help but feel shocked when he heard this. He looked at his father and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course, that is a peerless figure no less than your grandfather."

He said to himself, "Perhaps he can really find the whereabouts of his father."

"Father? Are you talking about...grandfather?" After Mingyou understood his father's words, he felt that all the hairs on his body stood up. There were also flashes of brilliance in his eyes, and he stared in the direction of Si Xuan for a long time.

leave.

…

On the other side, Si Xuan only greeted the quasi-emperor of the Bright Tribe in the distance and ignored him. He opened his mouth and inhaled, and all the feathered fairy light remaining in the starry sky was taken into his mouth, and then he

Transformed into the size of a normal person and once again arrived at the 108th level of the human race.

"Congratulations to Your Highness the Prince!"

As soon as he landed, he saw Zhao Gongyi and a group of human gatekeepers coming forward to greet Si Xuan.

"You're welcome," Si Xuan waved his hand, and the remaining feathered tribulation light that he had just put away gathered in his hand, turning into seven or eight substantial feathered tribulation lights that were more brilliant than the divine jade, and fell into every human being present.

In the hands of the protector, "The feathered light derived from the sea of ​​tribulation has been used to refine a few secret treasures for your self-defense."

Zhao Gongyi and others just briefly explored the blue Taoist talisman, and felt the terrifying and powerful aura of the Yuhua Dao in it. They unceremoniously threw out all the calamity light in everyone's hands. There were not many people in the entire 108th level.

If you can survive, you will have to transform yourself into a Tao.

"Thank you, Your Highness Taiyin!" Zhao Gongming and others saluted at the same time. The combined force of these feathered tribulation lights was only one blow to Si

For readers, it is simply unimaginable.

"Congratulations to Brother Si Dao."

At this time, another familiar voice also sounded around Zhao Gongyi and others. Ye Fan stepped forward and cupped his hands.

Behind him, Ji Ziyue, Pang Bo, Long Ma from the earth, and the twelve saints that Ye Fan collected on the Starry Sky Ancient Road were also bowing their heads seriously and showing respect to Si Xuan.

"It's you, we have finally come this far." Si Xuan was not surprised by the arrival of Ye Fan's team. He walked forward, patted Ye Fan's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile.

"Well, when Tianzun was in the sea of ​​suffering and Taoist brothers were killing everyone, my younger brother, Ziyue and others were cultivating in a secret place of Mingquan. They couldn't help much. It's a pity." Ye Fan said regretfully.

"That's just a trivial matter, just a small episode in this era." Si Xuan stared at Ye Fan for a moment with his divine eyes. He could feel the invincible Tao Yun in him and understood that this was the first result of the Heavenly Emperor's Fist.

Performance, whispered.

"I understand that the main theme of history today is the road to success and the road to immortality," Ye Fan nodded to express his understanding, and took out a black gourd from his arms, and continued, "I was in the 99th level of the human race a few years ago.

I met Tianxuan’s old lunatic senior on the ruins, and he asked me to thank you, Brother Dao.”

"Really? How is the invincible great sage of Tianxuan Holy Land doing now? Has he found the path to the quasi-emperor?" Si Xuan saw the strange black gourd and recognized it at a glance as the one he had encountered in the starry sky.

The gourd that helped the old lunatic reach Nirvana nodded.

"It should be found. I met the old madman for a short time. He was eager to find a secluded place to escape the tribulation at the edge of the universe. He only said that he should return this gourd to me, and he talked about it for more than an hour.

He used the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist and left in a hurry." Ye Fan held the dark immortal-killing gourd with a somewhat sad expression on his face.

This gourd was a secret treasure that he had snatched from the hands of a holy son from the Holy Land in Beidou in his early years. It had many extraordinary features. When the Ziwei Star was robbed, the old madman gave it to him when he was fighting three alien saints. Only later did he learn that this

The gourd is actually a famous ancient imperial soldier from the early years of the ancient times, known as the immortal-killing gourd.

"It's a good thing, but it's a pity that it was too late for that crazy old man Tianxuan to become the quasi-emperor. Not only should he not be born, but he should be sealed and protected." Si Xuan sighed softly, and the news that the old madman was about to become the quasi-emperor was not revealed.

It didn't make him happy, just a sigh.

He has set his sights too high now. Even if the old madman becomes a quasi-emperor, it will be very difficult to become a fourth or fifth-level emperor during the turmoil. A quasi-emperor at that level will not be of much help to the era a hundred years later. Not everyone

Everyone is Si Xuan.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Ye Fan, Zhao Gongyi and others were looking at him with some anxiety, and then he smiled and said: "Don't worry, you have to worry as much as you have strength. If the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up."

Zhao Gongyi, the gatekeeper of the human race's ancient road, heard this, cupped his hands to Si Xuan and said, "I have actually heard about your highness's concerns, but I am weak and cannot share your worries for your highness."

"It's okay, fate is like this, luck is like this, you just have to work hard to survive. People at my level will find a way to do the rest." Si Xuan shook his head and threw the Immortal Killing Gourd to Ye Fan, as if he was about to leave this place.

The end of the human race.

"Brother Taoist, do you need to keep this gourd with you?" Ye Fan grabbed the immortal-killing gourd with one hand and said to Si Xuan's back.

"If its god is still there, it will definitely be of great use to me, but this ancient emperor's heavenly weapon is dead. You can hold it for self-defense." Si Xuan did not look back, but sighed quietly, and then disappeared here.

Starry sky.

"Where is Emperor Si Zhun going? After we leave our names at the first pass of the Emperor's Road, we will return to Beidou. Emperor Zhun, would you like to go with us?" Suddenly, the golden lion, one of the twelve saints under Ye Fan, stood tall.

vocal tract.

This lion saint is the oldest and most knowledgeable among Ye Fan's twelve saints. He can seize the opportunity very well and spoke at this time, which also made more than a dozen other saints slightly excited.

"I'm going to take a look at the ancient road. Just leave your names and we'll see each other." Si Xuan didn't stop. His voice echoed in the void, then drifted farther and farther away, disappearing into the depths of the universe.

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Chapter completed!