The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Let's listen to Long Yin."

Xiao Chen's voice was not loud, but he lingered in the void for a long time and refused to disperse.

This voice carried a breathtaking power, making Yi Xian's heart tremble.

At this moment, the closed bronze box slowly opened, and a black smoke slowly floated out.

"You crazy man." Seeing the black smoke, Yi Xian kept backing away as if he had seen the most horrible thing in the world.

The sword qi that filled the space between heaven and earth was all gathered at this moment, and the guard was tightly guarded by Yi Xian's side.

The reason why Yixian was so scared was because this kind of box came from his time, the Great Dark Age.

For this unknowable thing, I am afraid he has the most say in the world.

No one knows the reason for this kind of box, no one knows the specific number of this kind of box, and no one knows what it contains.

Yixian only knew that once this kind of thing appeared, it meant that the most terrifying disaster was coming.

Yixian remembers clearly that in the Great Dark Age, someone once opened this box and released a terrifying devil.

And that devil's name is called the plague.

Yi Xian still remembered how devastating the plague that infected all living creatures, even the most powerful practitioners could not be spared.

In the entire Great Dark Age, more than half of the people died under that plague, and the exact number is impossible to count.

As for the world of cultivation, death was even more serious, and countless dazzling sects, under that plague, vanished overnight.

At that time, Yixian was just a humble little monk. This disaster left an indelible impression on his heart.

This is why, even at the top of the power pyramid, he is so scared to see this kind of box.

As for how the plague subsided, Yixian didn't know, just then one day, the plague suddenly disappeared without a trace, inexplicably.

And what caused this disaster was only a small bronze box.

Since then, in the Great Dark Age, all artifacts related to bronze have been destroyed or sealed.

But Yixian knew that such bronze boxes could not be destroyed. One day, they would appear again.

But I didn't expect that this time in this world, he actually let him meet him.

...

"You lunatic." Yi Xian's eyes were bloodshot, and looking at the little black smoke that rose, he seemed to feel that he was back in the era of the accumulation of corpses.

At this moment, the black smoke rose into the sky, and a terrifying picture appeared.

The entire sky was quickly dyed black, and Yi Xian didn't know how extensive the blackness had polluted, because there was no end in sight.

Circles of black ripples rippled away, and the starry sky seemed so unreal as if it had fallen into a black ocean.

At this moment, there was a loud voice, and the extremely magnificent dragon chant sounded from between heaven and earth.

The sky shook, everything returned to silence, and the entire starry sky seemed to be the only dragon chant left.

A head that was as huge as a star came out slowly from the center of the black ripple.

Domineering, majestic, sacred and inviolable.

There was a raging fire in those black eyes, which made people fearful.

"Impossible, how could it be such a creature." Yi Xian looked incredulous.

Because this kind of box came from the Great Dark Age, and in that era, there was no such thing as a dragon.

Even creatures like dragons were born in these few eras.

In one of the oldest bronze boxes, how could it be possible to contain a black dragon.

Xiao Chen sneered: "It seems that you don't know much about this kind of thing."

"What do you mean?" Yixian's heart shook suddenly.

Xiao Chen said lightly: "As long as you think in your heart, this kind of box can help you realize it. Whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is just a thought in the heart of the person who opened the box."

Upon hearing this, Yixian felt like he was struck by lightning and felt that he had missed the greatest gift of the Great Dark Age.

Looking at the huge dragon head, Yi Xian didn't know what it was like, annoyed, regret, jealousy mixed into a pot of porridge in his heart.

Xiao Chen waved his hand gently, and the huge black dragon head prodded down.

Under a dragon head the size of a star, Xiao Chen and Yixian's figures were as small as dust.

Seeing Xiao Chen stepping on the dragon's head, Yi Xian's state of mind gradually recovered, and he had lived for countless years. If he couldn't even do this, he might as well die early.

Yi Xian raised his head and looked at the dragon head. Although Xiao Chen could no longer be seen, Yi Xian knew that Xiao Chen was standing firmly on the dragon head and looking down at him.

Yi Xian sneered: "Since the box can realize what you want in your heart, you will summon a long worm?"

"Enough." Xiao Chen's voice sounded faintly.

No matter how powerful Xiao Chen is, as a descendant of China, in Xiao Chen's heart, a creature like the dragon will always have an irreplaceable position.

"In this case, then I will come to meet this long worm." Yi Xian laughed, and there was a boundless gust of wind blowing in the starry sky.

Yixian in the violent wind has an unspeakable unrestrained and unrestrained manner.

"Gaze·Burn."

Yixian raised his hand and pointed at the dragon's head with the tip of his sword.

In an instant, the sword air flow turned 30,000 li, and the boundless wind turned into a long sword, densely covering the sky.

"boom!"

Then all the long swords burned, and the blood-like flames burned the sky transparently.

The boundless flame sword, with terrifying killing power, rushed to the dragon head frantically.

A high-pitched dragon chant sounded again.

The dragon suddenly exerted its strength, and then the whole body emerged from the black ripples.

A huge boundless black dragon hung across the sky, and the appearance of the dragon could be clearly seen.

You can clearly see the appearance of a camel head, antlers, turtle eyes, snake body, fish scales, fish tail, tiger palm, eagle claws, and bull ears, all in one.

This is the belief of the Chinese people, the mysterious and powerful dragon.

"Clouds and rain."

Above the sky, there was a pouring rain for no reason.

The rain was getting bigger and bigger, and in the end, it was like the Tianhe bursting its bank and the galaxy flowing backwards. The end was daunting.

"This is the first group of strange fires between heaven and earth, and I want to extinguish it even with ordinary rain..."

Yixian's disdainful expression suddenly froze on his face.

Because under the rain, his flame sword was rushed to pieces, and the flame, which was claimed to never extinguish, was soaked by the rain.

Yixian had no time to scold his mother, because the black dragon had already hit him with boundless power.

"The Gale War."

Yi Xian did not retreat but moved forward, his sword aura, wrapped in a violent gale, suddenly rose.

The sword aura appeared, and the black sword aura began to tangle around Yi Xian at a very fast speed.

Sword Qi formed into a human form, and it expanded rapidly.

In the end, it actually surpassed the stars and formed a giant with its feet on the wind vortex and the endless sky above its head.