Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

Behind Song Ming, the eyes of two generals suddenly froze.

"Emperor Donghua!!!"
Following the sound of astonishment, there was a noisy discussion in Jiuchongtian Palace, and all the monks were shocked!
There is no doubt that.

The identity of this person is the first Emperor Donghua.

From the beginning to the end of Jiuchongtian Palace, there were only two Donghua Emperors, one was Liang Lin, and the other was the old man in front of him.

"The first Emperor Qinghua?"
"What's going on here, hasn't he already fallen? How can he still appear here?"
The monks present at this moment were extremely shocked, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

It's like seeing a peerless powerhouse who has passed away and returned to the world. The first impression it gives is a special shock!
The monks present were very confused and puzzled, their eyes were filled with unspeakable astonishment.

I don't understand why the first Emperor Qinghua said that he was dead since he didn't die. Even Mozun Chejue's crusade against Jiuchong Tiangong, this person never showed up when life and death were at stake.

I don't know what opportunity he is talking about now!
……

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The first Emperor Donghua was a dignified old man.

Even if the face has decayed into disrepair, even if the eyes are cloudy and lifeless, they still have a sense of oppression.

"Old minister, pay homage to the emperor."
The first emperor Donghua first saluted the old emperor, and then looked at Liang Lin with a smile on his face.

There are various emotions in his eyes.

There is agreement, there is reverence, and there is also a sense of exclamation.

He didn't say anything to Liang Lin, but after taking a serious look, he looked at the old emperor: "Old minister, let's go first."

The first Emperor Qinghua jumped up and stood directly on the altar.

"Use my body to sacrifice Xuanyan with blood, and use my cultivation as the sword's front."

At that moment, an obscure chant came from the mouth of this lifeless, skinny old man on his deathbed.

His aura became stronger than ever before.

A steady stream of vitality emerged from his body, and divine power burst out like a volcanic eruption.

A fierce fire of origin burned on his body, destroying that decadent body into powder.

The vast and boundless power rushed into the Kunwu sword in the center of the altar.

The Kunwu sword burst out with an extremely eye-catching divine light, covering the sky and the earth.

Above the nine heavens, the incomparably huge gossip formation suddenly trembled, and the powerful Tianwei rose instantly.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

At this time, no matter how stupid people are, they can understand.

What is the opportunity that the first Qinghua Emperor said in his mouth? I understand that the first Qinghua Emperor has not shown up for tens of thousands of years, and has been waiting for something.

"It is possible that the first Emperor Qinghua was about to fall a long time ago."
"It's just that he sealed his vitality with his own powerful power. From then on, he can't appear in front of the world."

"The reason why he has been unwilling to fall, is waiting for this time."

"Sacrifice yourself, use your own body to strengthen the power of the eight trigrams array, and sacrifice the Kunwu sword with blood."
At this moment, all the monks present understood.

In my heart, I felt great respect for this lifeless old man.

Just a little doubt.

It is understandable that the old Qinghua emperor strengthened the power of the eight trigrams array through blood sacrifices to himself.

But why should part of the power be allocated to enhance the power of Kunwu Sword?
I was very confused.

But it was only a moment of hesitation.

The group of monks looked at the old man who sacrificed their own blood, and there were too many sighs in their hearts at this moment.

"Everyone is able to stand here now, precisely because of the secret protection of these people."

"They gave everything, even their own lives, for everyone, for the creatures of Xuanyan Continent. However, the younger generation, I don't even know their past."
"These indomitable heroes should not be forgotten..."

……

Among the artifacts of ancient paintings.

The passing of the first Emperor Qinghua caused a rain of blood to fall between the heaven and the earth, and the underworld flowers scattered at the end of the Jiuchongtian Palace.

But that doesn't mean it's quiet down.

"Hahahahaha..."

A burst of sad laughter came from various places in Jiuchongtian Palace.

At the same time, ancient beings appeared in front of Liang Lin, and they exuded terrifying pressure.

……

Beyond the artifacts of ancient paintings.

At this moment, the expressions on the scene became extremely shocked.

Above the nine heavens, Rong Lianxue's eyes froze even more fiercely.

"Rong... home..."

There were many emotions in her eyes, especially shock.

She looked at the person walking out of the artifact of the ancient painting, she was both shocked and sighed indescribably: "Uncle..."
The monks present did not know who was walking this time, but they knew the one who walked in front.

Rong Ling!
Apart from the emperor, father and daughter, there is only one person surnamed Rong in Jiuchongtian Palace.

He is very unfathomable, and has the cultivation base of the emperor, but he never cares about anything in the Jiuchongtian Palace, but just like the resources stored in the Jiuchongtian Palace, he has always been hidden in the Jiuchongtian Palace.

"Is this the background of the Rong family?"

The group of monks saw Rong Lianxue's abnormality at this moment, and saw Rong Ling who was walking in the front, and guessed something instantly.

They were only guessed, but they were extremely shocked.

Because of the existence of this, everyone is at the emperor level.

The monks present never thought about it, and never knew that the resources reserved by the Rong family were so rich.

From the monks I saw in front of me, they were already on equal terms with the Dragon Clan!
"The ancestors of the Rong family are all ancient gods of war."
"We should have thought of it a long time ago. How can a top powerhouse like the old emperor have no clansmen?"
"The reason why they didn't appear in front of the world is that they waited for this opportunity just like the first Emperor Qinghua."
"Yeah, I didn't understand until now why no one can shake the status of the Nine Heavens Palace. This is because there are immeasurable and terrifying powerhouses in the Nine Heavens Palace!"
"I didn't know until now that Nine Heavens Palace is so powerful!"
There was unspeakable pain in the hearts of all the monks, as well as endless respect and worship.

This kind of family is no less inferior to the Song family. If they only talk about power, they can sweep the heavens and all families.

But they didn't.

Instead, he chose to wait for this moment, sacrifice himself, and protect Xuanyan.

The righteousness of this race made the monks present feel a sense of heroism.

Unspeakably heroic!

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