Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

"Is this the emperor's corpse? Has it woken up?"

Lin Feng stared at the coffin fearfully. The feeling of being spied on was caused by the things in the coffin.

"After millions of years, this emperor has woken up again."

A stiff voice sounded in the coffin, and the huge palm collapsed, leaving only the dragon coffin floating quietly in the void.

"Ding! The target is locked. Ask the host to refine the Dragon Transformation coffin and seize the emperor's tomb."

The sound of the system sounded, and Lin Feng took a look at the dragon coffin, and couldn't help but feel scared. He had no confidence in dealing with the corpse of the Great Emperor in the dragon coffin, which was neither human nor ghost.

"I'm talking about the system. Is there any external support or something? This emperor's corpse seems to be very powerful."

Lin Feng tried to communicate with the system, but he couldn't help it. The emperor's corpse was full of weirdness, and the black mist alone made him feel shaken. Not to mention the powerful Great Emperor corpse lying in the dragon coffin.

"Ding! The system has detected that the emperor's corpse has not fully awakened... and will not provide external assistance to the host."

The sound of the system sounded again, and Lin Feng was convinced after hearing this. Since the emperor's corpse has not yet fully awakened, it should be easier to deal with.

"This sword comes from the sky and wants to open the sky!"

Lin Feng's mighty sword energy turned into a long river, wrapped in the dazzling sword light that filled the sky, broke through the void, and slashed towards the dragon coffin!

Clang!

As the energy fluctuations spread, the ancient sword and the coffin board collided, sending sparks flying all over the sky. The void in all directions collapsed...

"Ant, you dare to attack me. When I come out of the coffin, I will eat your soul and swallow your flesh and blood!"

An angry voice sounded from the coffin. When Lin Feng saw this, he felt reassured and said in a disdainful tone to the emperor's corpse in the dragon coffin,

"A mere dead body dares to claim to be emperor? What a shame! I will kill you later so that the common people will not be harmed by you!"

Lin Feng moved his hand and started to open the coffin lid. With a rumbling sound, a frightened roar sounded from the dragon coffin.

"Junior, what are you going to do?!"

"Haha, what are you doing? I want to dig out your dead body and refine you into a dragon coffin!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly, spiritual power surged in his hands, and the lid of the dragon coffin trembled.

"No... don't! Calm down, little friend! We can discuss it easily. When I fully wake up, I can help you become the emperor."

Emperor Corpse's voice changed from anger to fear, but Lin Feng didn't have the time to bullshit him, so he increased the strength in his hands.

"Junior! How dare you...if you open the coffin, I will definitely kill you even if you fail to revive!"

The emperor's corpse in the dragon coffin began to threaten Lin Feng again, but at this time the coffin lid had been opened through a gap. Lin Feng's spiritual power was running, and the huge force instantly completely opened the coffin lid!

An aura of death, violence, and vicissitudes of life emerged from the dragon coffin, and the sky became dark...

Woohoo...

The weird sound is like a wolf howling!

Lin Feng summoned the puppet at the peak of Quasi-Emperor—Sky Sword Fighter!

"Junior! This emperor wants you to die!"

A skeleton in a black robe slowly sat up in the coffin. His festering pupils stared at Lin Feng, and his imperial power instantly turned into actual murderous intent!

With a radius of one hundred thousand miles, fierce ghosts roared, countless monsters overflowed on the earth, and the black sky was filled with blood.

Outside the emperor's tomb, the huge ancient building was shaking, and the originally clear sky was obscured by red blood clouds.

The land with a radius of thousands of miles was shrouded by an invisible force, and countless forces retreated in panic.

And those monks who had no time to retreat were instantly strangled by this force!

"no, do not want!"

"Help……"

"what happened!"

"Ancestor, save me!"

"ah……"

Screams rang out one after another, and the strong men of the three Transcendent Level Taoist traditions looked ugly.

"Protect the disciples and elders to retreat!"

The powerful Quasi-Emperor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect burst out with powerful aura. When the long sword in his hand moved, countless sword energy pierced the void, forcibly tearing a hole with that force.

Countless Saint Realm ancestors of Saint Level sects also burst out powerful Law Manifestations to protect their sect's warships.

Those sects that do not have Saint Realm ancestors, or those who do not have Saint Realm ancestors in person, will have a tragic end, and the entire sect will be wiped out!

"Evil beast! This world does not belong to you, the rotting corpse! If you dare to make trouble here, I will kill you, the emperor's tomb!"

Suddenly, a sword light flashed across, and the situation above the sky changed! Thousands of miles of void shattered, and the terrifying power instantly defeated the power around the emperor's tomb.

As the sword energy in the sky receded, a hunchbacked old man stood proudly in the void. The old man had a ruddy complexion and held a long green sword in his hand.

The old man had no aura in his whole body, but as soon as he stood there, he seemed to be an unshakable mountain!

He is the Half-Emperor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect! An ancient existence, the old man suppressed countless strong men over the long years and protected the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect for nearly 50,000 years!

"Ancestor!"

"I've met my ancestor!"

The appearance of the old man made the entire Heavenly Sword Saint Sect go into a frenzy, and they all knelt down to worship.

"Old guy, you came so fast! Hahaha!!"

Suddenly the void instantly distorted, and a white-haired old man walked out of the void. Although this old man had white hair, his whole body was full of nearly perfect muscles!

The old man was carrying a huge heavy sword as wide as a door panel on his back, and he had a domineering aura flowing from his body!

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

"Ancestor is eternal, Divine Ability is unparalleled!"

"I am the only one who will be immortal forever, the Fiery Sword Sect!"

"Long live the ancestor!!"

When a group of disciples of the Fiery Knife Sect saw the old man appearing, they all knelt down respectfully, and their voices echoed throughout the world!

"Suppressing the Emperor's Corpse, how can I be the less important one!"

At this time, a beautiful voice sounded, and a beautiful woman walked slowly with lotus feet on her feet. The beautiful woman was the half-emperor ancestor of Taishang Sect!

"Haha!! I'm afraid Fellow Daoist is trying to get a chance to open the emperor's tomb, right?"

The Half-Emperor of the Fiery Sword Sect laughed.

"Is it possible that the two Fellow Daoists don't have this idea?"

The beautiful woman smiled lightly and said calmly.

"That's all... whether it's for chance or for the safety of our East Pole Continent! The emperor's corpse must be suppressed, otherwise the orthodoxy behind you and me will never have peace."

The half-emperor ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect stared at the emperor's tomb and spoke in a deep voice.

"Then let's cut through the Imperial Formation together, and we will share the opportunity among the three sects! How about it?"

The beautiful woman still had a smile on her face, and the half-emperor ancestor of the Fiery Sword Sect nodded happily.

The three of them each sacrificed the Supreme Grade Emperor Treasure, and the Sword Intent turned into a terrifying storm, instantly suppressing the power of the Emperor's Tomb.

PS: Begging for flowers! Begging for evaluation! Begging for a monthly ticket...begging for everything!