Heavenly Emperor System: At the beginning, I became the Emperor of Qin Dynasty

"Shadow Demon, you go to assist Zhang Han in the war in the Fengyuan sea area."

Ying Xuandao.

"promise!"

A dark shadow appeared in the study, then suddenly collapsed and disappeared into the invisible.

"Feng Yuan sea area, it is enough to leave it to Zhang Han and Shadow Demon."

Ying Xuan didn't get too involved in the affairs of the Fengyuan Sea Region.

It's not a decisive battle, and it's impossible for me to worry about everything, it's enough to leave it to my subordinates.

He stared at the sand table, and suddenly, a void passage was formed in front of him in one step, walking inside the space, he arrived at the vast ancient battlefield.

There are still some strange places in the vast ancient battlefield that he hasn't been to, so he happened to go for a walk this time.

This is a huge treasure land, and the Boundless Temple did not have enough strength to investigate deeply at that time.

But Yingxuan has it.

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Chapter 472 Treasure, Saint Realm Body

The boundless ancient battlefield full of crises, the place where all the saints fell.

The Boundless Temple does not have the strength to fully explore it, and can only explore part of it.

And what they can't do, Da Qin will do for them.

Ying Xuan came to the vast ancient battlefield and went straight to the core.

In ancient times, a great battle broke the worlds and heavens.

With Juetianling as the final battlefield, the Cangmang ancient chariot is a sub-center of the battlefield.

But not all the saints of the vastness died in the ancient battlefield of the vastness, and some died in the Juetian Ridge.

In Ying Xuan's eyes.

Although the vast ancient battlefield is large, it is actually a spreading area. With the core of the battle of the saints, it continues to spread and spread, forming a huge area.

After he arrived, he had already seen many strong men from the Qin State undergoing trials here.

Ying Xuan did not destroy the pattern here.

Rumble!

He went deep into the core of the ancient battlefield, surrounded by broken voids, raging storms, and the constant impact of the holy light.

Some berserk forces come obliquely like a waterfall, sweeping past them continuously, containing the sharp law of the holy realm.

Sweeping across, feathering is unstoppable.

But Yingxuan didn't care.

He went right through it.

The aftermath of the law of the holy realm, even after eternity, is still difficult to dissipate, contains Tao and reason, and can exist for a long time.

And even though the master of the Cangmang Palace is known as the peak of feathering, he is only one step away from the holy realm.

But this step, like a moat, is too far away.

In his eyes, the holy shadows have an eternal obsession, as if going back in time, they are still continuing the battle of the ages ago, bringing people a shocking picture.

These holy shadows will constantly change the scope of the battle.

Historically, many descendants of the Boundless Temple explored deeply, but were unlucky enough to get involved in the fighting range of the Holy Shadow, and were bombed to death.

This also makes them extremely cautious.

Would rather take it slow than risk it.

However, Yingxuan's strength is really too strong, many forces bombarded in front of him, and they were all collapsing.

As he walked, a sharp force swept out, and the divine light of the blade spread.

He actually saw a holy knife sticking out on a big mountain with a cold and murderous aura.

This knife is extremely powerful, comparable to the magic halberd that Dian Wei got before.

Yingxuan approached the holy knife, forming an extremely dangerous void in a scene that was hard to see with the naked eye, and was pushed horizontally by circles of ripple-like light from the knife, creating a strong void fault that was constantly reorganizing and shattering.

In the area close to the holy knife, Ying Xuan saw some bones.

Some of these bones were dressed in the clothes of the temple. Obviously they found them and wanted to collect them, but after they approached, they were cut in half by the long knife.

"The vast ancient battlefield is a place of treasure."

Ying Xuan said to himself.

indeed so.

There are not only holy artifacts in the ancient battlefield, but also the aftermath of holy power, which can sharpen the power of immortality.

And he became even more curious about Juetianling.

At the center of the final decisive battle, there must be many more powerful people who fell there than the vast ancient battlefield, and there must be more magic.

But he is in no hurry.

After getting close to the holy knife for a certain distance, bang!An extremely deadly murderous intent swept out.

A holy shadow dominating the heaven and earth appeared, and the holy knife flew out from the rock, and he held it in his hand. The power of the law of the holy realm formed a strong oppression, covering Yingxuan.

At this moment, Ying Xuan felt that the surrounding space was like a cage.

And the holy knife shook violently, the holy shadow held the knife, and with a simple slash, a blow broke out that pierced the sky, and slashed down on Ying Xuan frantically, with extreme force.

The power contained in this is stronger than the original magic halberd.

A force that interferes with the soul is also trembling.

Ying Xuan's expression was extremely indifferent, he raised Tian Yuan, and blocked the knife.

The Holy Knife is ruthless and keeps chopping.

Ying Xuan fought with him very calmly.

If his behavior at this time is seen by others, he must be extremely horrified. He is so bold that he is sharpening himself with the power of the holy shadow.

"Let's go back."

Ying Xuan grabbed it, and the holy knife fell into his hand, shaking constantly, but it couldn't get out of his control no matter what.

"With this holy knife, you can form the heavenly knife domain, hone your knife skills, and there is a holy rhyme between chopping and chopping."

Ying Xuan didn't erase the internal obsession, and kept it.

In his territory of Great Qin, everything belongs to Great Qin.

He kept walking.

The core of the battle of the saints, the remaining power is fierce.

Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoong

The battle of the saints was extremely tragic.

Ying Xuan could feel the intensity of the battle just by looking at these surviving pictures.

With that level of intensity, the world will be stained with blood.

Don't look at the picture, but the power of the saints is too strong, they reversed the mystery and forcibly pulled him into the ancient time and space, and his soul was under severe impact.

But he acted indifferent.

The remaining power of the saints was swept away, tempering Yingxuan again and again.

He is like a traveler in time and space, from the present to the past, walking in the ancient battlefield.

Under his feet were corpses one after another.

Boom!

Suddenly a strong holy force rushed out, forming a fading brilliance, circles around, trying to directly feather Ying Xuan.

He knew what was going on.

It was he who stepped on the holy bone, triggered the restraint, and let the holy power erupt.

The emperor's power suppressed everything, and instead of transforming Yingxuan into a feather, the sacred bone became a wave of energy.

At the beginning, the master of the Cangmang Palace also wanted to explore the entire ancient battlefield, but this core place is too dangerous, and even he is very likely to perish.

after all.

He doesn't have this kind of strength.

You know, Yingxuan is now at the peak of the eighth level of Yuhua, blessed with a country's luck, and his strength, even if he joins the battlefield of the saints, he is also qualified. Of course, he is not afraid of such aftermath.

"There is no need to destroy the environment here. It is better to maintain this environment. In the future, Daqin Yuhua can come here to sharpen his soul and withstand the impact of the ancient battlefield."

Ying Xuandao.

Very weird picture.

Ying Xuan's eyes were looking at the scene of the ancient battle.

But under his feet, he stepped on dry bones, and holy light erupted from time to time.

At this moment, Ying Xuan's eyes froze, and his eyes fell on a figure, even without any breath of life, but still maintained a standing posture.

Turn your back on him.

His body didn't turn into dry bones, it was still flesh and blood.

This body doesn't look very tall, but it exudes an unparalleled domineering, monstrous killing of blood.

On his shattered armor, Ying Xuan actually saw bloody scales growing on his skin, as if his whole body was covered by scales.

And on his back, there was a blood hole, as if pierced by a palm, and even his heart was directly blasted to pieces.

The bloody holy spear pierced the ground, and his body leaned on the spear to keep it from falling.

"Holy body!"

Ying Xuan suddenly recognized that this was a saint, the body of the saint realm left behind!

And this is not the saint of Cangmang, he should belong to the side that is fighting Cangmang, and is the enemy!

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Chapter 473 Priceless Treasure, Yingxuan Purpose

The corpse of the saint!

Priceless!

And it's very well preserved!

Although Ying Xuan found many broken holy bones on the ancient battlefield, it was the first time he saw such complete ones.

Many saints were defeated, or their bodies were self-destructed before falling, and it is really too rare to see one.

Broken and complete are completely two concepts.

And the corpse of the saint is even more precious than the holy vessel.

A holy statue can refine many holy artifacts in a lifetime, but there is only one holy body forever.

If Yingxuan got it...

He can even be refined into a holy puppet!

Of course, the strength of holy puppets cannot be as strong as that of real saints. After all, their souls are dead, but the strength they can display is not something that ordinary peak feathers can resist.

Even if the saint has fallen, he still has terrifying power.

Yes, he was moved.

Swish!