Fantasy: Start As The Immortal King Patriarch

In the unknown place of chaos, outside the quaint palace, countless avenues of scriptures surround it, which is endlessly majestic.

But above the palace, there was a faint death air, which was condensed and not scattered, which seemed very strange.

In the palace, countless Immortal Emperor scriptures are flying in the air, flowers are blooming in the void, and the avenue rune is intertwined.

Bursts of Immortal Qi soared, and there seemed to be a figure shaking during it, which was the phantom transformed by Immortal Qi.

The quaint morality circulates, adding a bit of mystery.

In the deepest part of the palace, a huge body sits on a stone chair, the golden light is shining brightly, the rays of light are shining, and the sky is full of auspicious colors, just like the emperor.

Majestic and mysterious.

From top to bottom, there was a hint of Immortal Emperor.

With a pair of eyes, Samsara circulates, and countless creatures are born and died in it, which is terrifying.

This pair of eyes is enough to annihilate all beings.

But just like the palace, this huge and terrifying body is always covered by a breath of death.

A faint black air flow circulated, emitting black mist.

But every time the black air is released, there are immortal lights flashing, accompanied by the terrifying power of the Immortal Emperor, obliterating it.

Repeatedly.

His body has been polluted.

This is a stooped old man, most of his body has been corroded by a black substance, even the stone chair he sat on has been corroded.

However, there are still countless divine chains of order wrapped around his body, as if bound to a stone chair, a layer of light curtain covers it, an incomparable Sacred, intertwined with colorful rays of light.

This light prevented the black mist from spreading.

He sat there, staring at the sky, shaking his head.

Then looking outside, a pair of deep eyes, through the palace, seemed to see Cangxian standing outside the palace.

There was bitterness on his face.

He was also about to set foot on the Immortal Emperor, and even took that step, but he still failed in the end.

He did not escape God's calculations. For countless epochs, he was trapped in the depths of this chaos, resisting with the things on his body all day long.

He never thought that in this world, someone could escape God's calculations.

I never thought about it, to hide it from God.

Cangxian did it, he escaped the murder of the gods, and he also perfectly concealed it from the upper tower.

Looking at Cang Xian, he seemed to see himself back then.

No, stronger, firmer, and wiser than myself back then.

"Come in...!" He sighed and said lightly.

With a flick of the sleeve, a straight avenue appeared in the palace, leading directly to the outside of the palace.

There were bursts of sounds of fairy music, echoing in the palace.

Immortal Qi circulated, transforming into countless maidens and yellow scarf warriors.

Gong'e danced with the immortals, and nine golden dragons roared up, roaring and circling above the palace, with great momentum.

In front of him, a stone chair and a stone table also appeared.

A figure walked in from the end of the straight avenue.

At the same time, the Dao Daoyi in the palace, the Immortal Emperor Emperor Sutra, began to tremble violently.

That figure appeared in the palace, standing there, stopped the surrounding avenues, and made all the avenues, the Immortal Emperor, prostrate at the feet of that figure.

It is Cangxian.

Those court maids transformed by the immortal light, as well as those yellow scarf fighters, knelt down to salute, and shouted: "See Immortal Emperor!"

Cangxian looked at all this, then looked at the figure on the stone chair, and said slowly: "You don't have to do this!"

The unknown Immortal Emperor in the chaos, transformed into these immortal warriors, and worshiped the immortals "in fact, he is also a Jiedu.

These fantasies are so solemn that words cannot express their meaning.

Such an attitude shows that the Immortal Emperor on the stone chair attaches great importance to the immortals.

And the visits of those palace maids and yellow scarf wrestlers are the Immortal Emperor on this stone chair, expressing his apology to the immortals.

Cang Xian immediately understood the twists and turns.

Cang Xian sighed and said, "You don't have to do this!"

"Before, for Taixu Immortal King, I was always the one who bumped into you." The existence on the stone chair was also full of emotion.

At that time, he didn't put Cangxian To put in one's eyes, and he was sure that Cangxian could not be promoted to Immortal Emperor.

But unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Cangxian had already come in front of him, and even he had to be cautious.

"Please!" The existence on the stone chair raised his hand, inviting Cangxian to take a seat.

Cang Xian sat on the stone chair opposite him and looked at the Immortal Emperor on the stone chair.

"You were hurt badly by God!" Cang Xian looked at the person opposite and sighed softly.

At this time, a palace lady came over and placed immortal wine and various immortal fruits on Cangxian's stone table.

The Immortal Emperor picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "between you and me, why don't we meet each other for a glass of gratitude?"

After finishing speaking, bring the wine to his mouth and drink it up.

Cang Xian hesitated for a while, then picked up the wine glass, and drank it dry.

"I've been like this since countless epochs ago," the Immortal Emperor said after drinking the wine.

"As soon as I set foot in the Immortal Emperor, I was contaminated by black blood. Although I haven't stabilized the Immortal Emperor's Realm, I am still an Immortal Emperor, but I still can't bear that drop of black blood!" The Immortal Emperor smiled wryly.

"." I have lived for countless years, and I am already very old. I must cut off the soul and body. "

"I have been fighting against this thing for so many years, and my soul is already weak. If I don't do it again, I'm afraid I will lose my time. At that time, I will be a catastrophe in the world!" The Immortal Emperor's eyes were full of worry .

Cang Xian looked at him, frowning. That black blood, like the previous drop of black blood, exudes the same dark aura.

It's just that the strength of the erosion doesn't seem to be as strong as the drop that attacked Cangxian.

"So you are bound here because you are afraid of falling into darkness?" Cang Xian asked, looking at the chain of order on the Immortal Emperor.

"That's right, this divine chain of order is what locks me. Even if my primordial spirit is lost, there is no possibility of breaking it in a short time. Maybe after countless years, my body will dissipate by itself!" said the Immortal Emperor By this time, with a calm face, it was obvious that he had already prepared for the worst.

A hint of admiration flashed in Cangxian's eyes (that's good), and after pondering for a while, he took out the wooden box and put it on the stone table.

"What do you mean?" When the Immortal Emperor saw the wooden box, his eyes sparkled.

"I can give you this wooden box, but you have to promise me one condition!" Cang Xian put his hand on the wooden box and said three.

"What condition?" The Immortal Emperor's eyes glowed brightly, and there was a hint of joy, after all, no one wanted to die just like that.

"Stay in the depths of the Boundary Sea until you get rid of all the weirdness and black blood on your body!" Cang Xian stared at the Immortal Emperor and said in a deep voice.

"No problem!" The Immortal Emperor agreed without hesitation. He was imprisoned here, so how could he refuse.

"If that's the case, you can accept it!" Cang Xian raised his hand, "Leave!"

After finishing speaking, Cang Xian turned and left directly.

The Immortal Emperor picked up the wooden box with trembling hands, and then penetrated with his divine sense.

But after a while, he looked at the wooden box in his hand in horror, and looked into the distance, the back of Cang Xian. .