Xuanhuan: Me!Start the creation of Tianji Pavilion

Now, in the tomb of the Holy Emperor, his aura unexpectedly appeared.

If it weren't for the Tianji Pavilion, Zhuge Suan would never have thought that such a taboo existed, buried under the city of Huichun.

When Bai Suimu was alive, it was the time when the Dark Hand organization was at its peak. At that time, Zhuge Suan didn't dare to enter Huichun City, just because he was too close to the Dark Hand organization, and he might be suppressed by Bai Suimu at any time.

"Taishang Patriarch!"

The three holy emperors had joyful expressions on their faces, almost tears filled their eyes.

It has been too long since I have felt the aura of this supreme being, and the God of Time is too heaven-defying. Among the Holy Emperors, Bai Suimu is an invincible existence of the same level.

If the emperor does not come out, he will be invincible in the world!

But in the end, he still encountered some taboos because of a problem with his impact on the emperor's realm. In the end, he had to enshrine himself in the city of rejuvenation, and he has only been reborn with the help of the divine tree in the city of rejuvenation.

"Squeak..."

The rusty door of the saint's tomb slowly opened, and a gust of wind blew out, mixed with complex smells.

A strange palm poked out.

Flawless, white and round, straight and slender, it makes women feel ashamed.

But in the next second, the flesh and blood in the palm melted, and the bones rotted away, melting away like ice and snow.

In the blink of an eye, it was intact again.

The next moment, it rotted and melted again.

It's hard to describe its state, it seems to be between life and death, past and present.

Chapter 35 The ostentation that the ancient emperor did not have!

"Sure enough, as the senior master of the Tianji Pavilion said, its state is very wrong. It is between the past and the present. Sometimes it is reborn, and sometimes it decays instantly."

Holding the jade tube in his hand, Zhuge Suan said calmly.

"Senior Pavilion Master predicts things like a god, and everything is going according to plan."

Zhuge Changping nodded.

The two did not use their spiritual consciousness to transmit sound, but communicated directly with voice, without any intention of concealing it.

With a powerful divine sense at the level of the Holy Emperor, it is natural to be able to detect their conversation.

The faces of the four Saint Emperors of the Dark Hand organization changed.

Heavenly Secret Pavilion!

These three characters weighed heavily on their hearts, making them almost breathless.

In the big formation of stealing the sky, the atmosphere of chaos is ups and downs, the earth, fire, water and wind are tumbling, the dark green vitality is like a vast ocean, and the soaring divine splendor is continuously rushing from the tomb of the Holy Emperor.

The strange figure gradually fully revealed.

In the last moment, a middle-aged man with a majestic figure and fluttering white hair seemed to stand in the long river of time, not drifting with the tide, suppressing the heavens like an ancient sacred mountain, and looking down at the decaying beings under his feet.

In the next instant, the flesh and blood melted, the bones disappeared, and a gray corpse turned into dust, sinking into the long river of time in an instant, forgotten by history, without any trace of its presence.

The two states alternated rapidly. Step by step, he walked out of the tomb of the Holy Emperor.

A terrible thing happened. All the life energy of the entire Holy Emperor's Tomb was taken away, and it was silently shattered into ashes and dissipated into the air.

"I am alive."

The tall middle-aged man with fluttering white hair looked down at the crowd and said.

He stretched out his palm and held it empty, and the sound of the river flowing suddenly resounded in his palm.

A misty phantom emerged, meandering like a river, without seeing its source or end, in which all living beings and all appearances were ups and downs, and everything in the world was disillusioned in it.

It is the manifestation of the God of Time, and through the ages, very few people have mastered it.

The phantom of Changhe coincided with him, and his figure was eternal in an instant, frozen in the stage of eternal life, and would never decay again.

A ray of imperial prestige bloomed on him, and at this moment, he had almost completely taken the last step.

"Ancestor!"

"Father!"

Bai Taoyao and the others had tears in their eyes, and they were very excited. They looked up to the sky and howled, crying and laughing at the same time.

"The god of time is too taboo. It cannot be grasped by the realm of the holy emperor. You have borrowed the past body, and you have not been reborn. You will eventually face disillusionment."

Holding a jade tube, Zhuge Suan looked indifferent, with fluttering sleeves, like a judge who pronounced a death sentence.

"Bold! It's nonsense! How can you guess the realm of the ancestor? You can take the last step at any time, and you will be wiped out with a snap of your fingers!"

The three holy emperors were furious and shouted in unison.

"Zhuge Suan."

Bai Suimu turned his head calmly, with the ups and downs of all beings in his eyes, and the annihilation of all things.

Standing beside Zhuge Suan, Zhuge Changping saw his whole life in a trance, from a baby to an old man, a feeling of being unable to resist time arises spontaneously. What martial arts, cultivation, and supernatural powers are meaningless at this moment. All will decay, all will be empty.

He backed away in horror, dripping with cold sweat, turned his head to look, and found that his father Zhuge Suan was looking at him fearlessly, and couldn't help but feel guilty.

"Let me see how much the young man who could only hide behind the East Earth God Emperor and watch the battle has grown now."

Bai Sui Mu Hong said, with an undeniable arrogance in his voice.

Invincible!

He pointed out.

The void dissipated, the laws receded, there were no gorgeous visions, everything was shattered and disappeared without a sound.

Zhuge Changping had goosebumps all over his body. This finger didn't contain any power, but everything in the sky decayed under this finger. If he was touched, he would instantly turn into an old corpse and fly ashes.

"Life is also death, death is also life, my heart is eternal, my body is eternal!"

Zhuge Suan played this extremely powerful supreme magic.

Ye Changqing's figure kept appearing in his mind, that figure that suppressed the heavens, transformed into Tao with his body, in the majestic and incomparable imperial power, there was already a trace of immortal ethereal, almost transcending the world .

His body exudes an aura of vicissitudes and eternity, and there is also a trace of a fairy imitated by a tiger or a cat.