Fantasy: I made up the mythical age

The translation speed of the second half of the Qingdi handbook is countless times slower than before.

First, the passages that are easy to translate have been translated, and the rest are basically obscure and difficult to translate.

The second is that Shi Yu has used the pupil technique too many times before, and he is already a little unable to support it, and if he forcibly supports it, he will be in danger of hurting the origin.

Fortunately, with the previous successful translation as a foreshadowing, everyone is full of confidence.

And the yearning for the mythological era also makes them full of energy.

Including a few gray-haired old antiques, at this time also chatting about juvenile madness, day after night translation.

Of course, there is one exception to this, and that is Ling Chen.

Although he seemed to be helping with the translation, in fact, he had already devoted himself to two things, sinking most of his mind into the system to check the situation in the secret realm of the Blue Emperor.

At this time, after a transition period of nearly ten days, the fear of the people in the Southern Regions for the secret realm of the Blue Emperor has been greatly reduced, and many emperors can't resist the lure of treasures, so they once again bring elite people to kill them.

It's just that they learned to be obedient this time, and they didn't get half a step close to the five-color temple from beginning to end, but just rummaged through the rest of the palaces, hoping to gain something.

Similarly, after nearly ten days of fermentation, the news that the secret realm of the tomb of the Great Emperor in the Mythical Era had appeared in the Scarlet Plains of the Southern Regions had spread to the surrounding Eastern and Western Regions, and many powerful figures had come across the domains.

During this period, there were people who wanted to fight the idea of the Five-Colored Temple, but without exception, all of them were suppressed.

After the death of the three powerhouses of the Spirit Slaying Realm, these people who had come from the outer regions were finally honest and no longer approached the area around the Five-Colored Temple for half a step.

Compared with the desertion around the Five-Colored Temple, there are four palaces in the secret realm that are overcrowded all day long, and there is an endless stream of strong people coming in and out, which is very lively.

These four palaces are dedicated to three murals of the Emperor of the Wasteland and one mural of the Battle of Chengxian Road.

Every strong person who has seen the scene in the mural has always looked up to the sky and roared for a long time, in order to express the excitement in his heart.

They never imagined that there would be such a glorious great war in the mythical age of an unknown number of thousands of years ago.

The names of Emperor Desolate, Emperor Ye Tian, Emperor of the Beginningless, and Emperor Qing of the Eastern Desolation gradually became deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and every time they mentioned it, the faces of all the human races showed a look of pride.

In less than ten days, these four palaces provided Ling Chen with a full 1.3 billion shock points!

This made Ling Chen feel that the Great Emperor Realm Mind Method of the Heavenly Emperor Sutra, which was worth 10 billion, did not seem to be out of reach.

At this time, one of the palaces.

The deepest stone chamber was full of high-level monks, and the lowest of them also had the cultivation of the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm.

Without exception, all of them tilted their heads slightly, shrouded in the light emitted by the patterns of the mural, immersed in a vast illusion.

This is the third mural of the Emperor of the Wasteland.

The mighty war of destruction is continuing, and the immortal king An Lan stepped into the abyss with his invincible divine might, intimidating the nine heavens and ten earths, and making the emperor's guards bleed like a river.

And Emperor Ye Tian came against the long river of time, changed the trend of the battle, one person and one ding, and shocked tens of millions of foreign armies.

Then Emperor Huangtian got a drop of his own blood sent by Emperor Ye Tian, and after fusing it, it burst out with infinite divine might.

First, the three flowers gathered at the top and smashed the immortal king An Lan's immortal divine weapon with one blow.

Then the three reincarnation flowers merged into one, summoning the reincarnation platform, and a peerless powerhouse stepped out of it to fight Anlan.

In the end, the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven took two summoned powerful characters to fight An Lan to the edge of the universe and go deep into the abyss.

In the last scene of the picture, the stars around An Lan were ignited, and the whole person was wrapped in the raging sparks.

"Good!"

"The Emperor of the Desolate Heaven is invincible!"

"Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, this is the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven of my human race!"

"Our human race has really produced many outstanding people, and the mythical era has given birth to such powerful people as Emperor Desolate Heaven and Emperor Ye Tiandi!"

"Thank you to the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven for saving the world a catastrophe!"

......

All the Terran masters cheered, cheering for the victory over the foreign army, and even more for the supreme Desolate Emperor of the Terran race.

But among them, there is one person who is different.

But I saw that this person was very thin, dressed in black, wearing a black hat on his head, and the whole person was covered tightly.

After watching the illusion, he directly threw himself on the mural excitedly and kept muttering to himself.

This happened all the time, and the people around him didn't care, just glanced at him casually and passed by.

But Ling Chen was a little interested in this person.

Because he shouted not the names of 'Emperor of the Wasteland' and 'Emperor Ye Tian', but 'An Lan'.

"I'll have to see it!"

"It's worthy of being the Immortal King of a foreign land, it's too strong!"

"The top of the immortals, proud of the world, with me Anlan there is a sky, too domineering!"

"King Anlan Ancestor will never die, he will definitely suppress the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, break through the Emperor Pass, and slaughter the human race!"

"Oh my God! I crossed the abyss alone, holding up the Primordial Emperor Domain with one hand, and was invincible in the border wilderness, who else in the world?"

......

The man in black was like a fanatic believer in Anlan, lying on the mural and babbling frantically, his voice getting louder and louder.

"Crown Prince, please be quiet!"

"Yes, if these Terrans find out, it will be terrible!"

"Crown Prince, don't forget who we are. "

"There are too many people here, we should try to hide. "

Four men in the appearance of a retinue leaned forward, as if trying to pull away the man in black who was lying on the mural.

"Hide? I hid from Di Huang to Dong Huang, and how long will I be allowed to hide?"

The man in black lying on the mural turned around suddenly, and under the black hat, there was a young man's face.

However, his appearance is very different from that of normal humans, with black lines on his face and a pair of black horns on the top of his head.

The most terrifying thing is that his eyes seem to be calm with a round of blood moon, which is very bewitching.

Obviously, this is not a human race, but a foreign race from Di Huang.

If the queen knew about our movements, she would definitely send someone to hunt us down. "

One of the attendants cautiously explained.

"Don't mention that woman, she murdered her father and the emperor, and sent people to hunt me down, this revenge is not shared! When I gain strength, I will arrest her and all the tribes behind her, and sacrifice them in public!"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, his eyes flashing with hatred.

"However, the queen's power is very huge, and we can't even protect ourselves, so let's talk about revenge. "

Another attendant whispered.

"You ......"

The young man's forehead was bruised, but he couldn't say a word, so he could only turn around and look at the mural.

"If only I had the strength of the Immortal King An Lan, I could destroy that mean woman and the clan behind her with one hand!"

The young man said indignantly.

"With this time fantasy, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince might as well go to other palaces to try his luck, maybe he can find the treasures that have been left behind. "

The third attendant spoke.

The young man was speechless, but he couldn't refute it, so he could only say, "Okay, let's go to other palaces to have a look." "

..............................

"Received a shock point from Blood Feud plus 249. "

"Received a shock point from Blood Feud plus 267. "

Ling Chen called up the shock point collection record, and quickly found out the identity of the young man.

"Blood Heavenly Feud? Could it be the crown prince of the Dark Blood God Dynasty, one of the three major god dynasties of Di Huang? "

The corners of Ling Chen's mouth curled up.

Di Huang and Dong Huang are adjacent to each other, and it is the entrenchment of many foreign races.

"Since you want revenge, I will give you a piece of power. As a price, you will be the blade in my hand, slaughtering the blades of the Desolate alien race. "

As Ling Chen's mind turned, a force of creation manifested in the secret realm of the Blue Emperor.

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The secret realm of the Blue Emperor, in a half-damaged palace at the very edge.

The young man looked at the broken mural in front of him, revealing an extremely shocked look, and said in a trembling voice: "Emperor of the Desolate Heaven, there is even a mural of the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven here, the fourth mural of the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven!"