The van that crosses

"Could it be... that terrifying thing that came before..."

These people cheered up and stared intently at the strongest person in Diguan.

Before the long river of time came, the two peerless powers fought against each other, and they also saw the terrifying battle.

However, the hesitation was too terrifying, no one dared to come out.

"Above the Supreme, there is the Immortal Immortal, and above the Immortal Immortal is the Immortal Immortal King."

"And today, there are two immortal kings descending."

"One is the Immortal King of a foreign land, and the other is the Immortal King of our side."

The old lady spoke.

"Immortal...Immortal King?"

"What... what? Is there a fairy king coming?"

"Impossible, those two terrifying auras before are the Immortal King???"

Everyone was stunned.

They all thought that the one who descended was the Immortal Immortal, but they didn't expect it to be the Immortal King.

"You don't have to doubt it, the blood of sin is glory, as the Immortal King said."

"Now, Lord Immortal King has gone to Gudiguan to rescue the sinful blood lineage that is fighting blood stasis."

"This lineage is the descendants of the seven kings of the Stone Clan. From ancient times to the present, they have never slacked off and have been fighting hard."

"Soon, the Immortal King will bring them back." The more the old lady said, the more excited she became.

Although Zhou He will only become the Immortal King in the future, it does not prevent them from saying that the present Zhou He is Zhou He who will become the Immortal King in the future.

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"Wow..."

All the monks immediately cheered.

The appearance of a fairy king gave them a reassurance and boosted their morale.

"quiet!"

As soon as these two words came out, the whole square fell silent.

"There is one more thing, which is more important."

"Master Immortal King, built a time tower with great mana."

"As long as you integrate your blood essence, when you fight against foreign lands, you can trigger the time tower, reverse time, and be resurrected here."

"There is no need to worry about the soul being imprisoned by the strong, and you can also start the time imprint independently."

The old lady told these Diguan monks all the taboos and reminders that Zhou He had said before.

"This... at this time, the Tower of Light actually has such an effect?"

"Really? The ancestor didn't lie to us, did he?"

"That is the Immortal King, Immortal Immortal King, what kind of existence is that."

The whole square was once again in an uproar.

"quiet!"

"Let Old Ancestor Zhou come and demonstrate for you." The old lady looked at Old Ancestor Zhou and said.

Seeing this, Old Ancestor Zhou certainly refused to let him go.

Another drop of blood essence was released, integrated into the time tower, and obtained the mark of time.

Immediately afterwards, the old lady slapped him to ashes again.

Just when everyone was horrified, the imprint of time flickered, and then, the figure of Old Ancestor Zhou appeared again.

"Everyone has seen it, you can try it yourself, but remember, you must have the imprint of time before making a death attempt, otherwise...hehe."

Old Ancestor Zhou reminded with a smile.

Of course, it was not the monks from Diguan who were the first to experiment, but the group of old men and women.

They scrambled to squeeze out blood, and then merged into the time tower.

After that, they caught and killed two by two, and after a while, all the old men and old ladies died again.

Ye Qingxian looked at the monks who were constantly dying, but smiled happily.

"It's really good."

Afterwards, Ye Qingxian turned and left, she did not integrate the blood essence into the time tower.

……

Zhou Hehe didn't look for the Ancient Emperor City, but sat in the van in the void.

He directly opened the practice room, turned on the flow rate of [-] times, and began to practice.

I have seen the long river of time before, and the battle between immortal kings.

Zhou He's understanding of Dao has deepened.

However, even so, Zhou He has not made a breakthrough yet.

Instead, he began to practice the Xiantian Pure Yang Jue.

He felt that if he cultivated the Houtian Dao Body, he would have a new understanding and experience of the previous comprehension.

……

Time flies, and a hundred years have passed.

In the empty van, a figure suddenly appeared.

"Huh!" Sitting in the cab, Zhou He breathed a long sigh of relief.

"It's cool, it's really cool." Zhou He's face was rosy at this moment, and his spirit was refreshed.

It took him ten years to cultivate the Xiantian Pure Yang Jue to a great success, and he also cultivated the Houtian Dao Body.

It took another 40 years to comprehend the laws of the Dao, and successfully broke through to the cultivation base of the Golden Immortal.

Finally, for the remaining 50 years, stabilize the realm and frantically absorb the resources in the storage box.

In the end, he only cultivated to the middle stage of Golden Immortal.

"Let's go to the Ancient Emperor City first." Zhou He didn't want to waste any more time.

Although, in the outside world, only a few days have passed.

After the Three Thousand States Conference is over, Zhou He will return.

In the span of a hundred years, Zhou He is eager to go home.

……

"I finally found it. This ancient imperial city is really hard to find."

In the distance, a city stood there alone.

Although it is far away, Zhou He can already feel the mottled mark of it after being baptized by the flames of war.

There is no vitality here, incomparably desolate, without the slightest popularity, only death is the eternal melody here.

Zhou He lowered his head and looked at the soil under his feet.

This is not real earth and rocks, but the bones that have been crushed.

The dark red ones are dried blood, and the snowy white ones are bone fragments.

Those who were trampled by Zhou He were all strong men during their lifetimes, and there are definitely some great figures buried in this place.

Under Zhou He's feet was a continent.

This continent is very big, very big, extremely vast.

Zhou He can vaguely perceive the existence of boundaries, not boundless.

And this ancient imperial city is located in the center of the mainland.

On the ground, there are many remains, some have become skeletons, some have become broken bones, and some still have flesh and blood.

Countless tens of thousands of years have passed, and it is still not rotten, and it still maintains its elasticity.

"It's a bit of a waste..." Zhou He looked at the remains regrettably, and then walked slowly towards the city.

Although wearing the Wuling battle armor, Zhou Hehe didn't fly, but just walked slowly like this.

The descendants of the seven kings of the Stone Clan fought against foreign lands one after another in this city.

There are fewer and fewer wars in Vietnam, and now, even children of a few years old need to go to the battlefield.

Zhou He felt the loneliness of the city, but also felt the blood.

This feeling made Zhou He feel a little sad.

The next moment, Zhou He put this sadness aside.

Now that he's here, everything will change.

This continent, to be precise, should be regarded as an island suspended in the void.

Although it is not a boundless continent, it is also extremely vast, with a huge city built, enough to become a battlefield.

Of course, thinking about it, this Ancient Emperor City is much smaller than the Emperor Pass.

Although it is also unusually majestic and shocking, it is not made of stars, but poured with ancient and mysterious stones.

For some reason, when Zhou He looked at this huge city, he felt that it was more majestic, more vicissitudes, more solid and powerful than that of Diguan.

This kind of strength is not related to the scale or size, but to the fact that the city seems to have a soul.

Record the sadness and vicissitudes of the ages, go through the flames of war, soak in the blood of immortality, and become a monument that will never fall down in all battles.

When Zhou He came to the front of the giant city, he raised his head and looked up, only to find that there were people above the top of the city.

It was a few ragged children, their ages ranged from three or four to fifteen or sixteen years old.

The whole body is dirty, and the clothes are riddled with holes, not looking good.

In addition, there are a few elderly people who are dying.

They are very weak, it seems that they have been seriously injured, their original source is damaged, and they cannot be repaired. At this moment, they are looking down with solemn expressions.

Four words can be used to describe them, that is 'old, weak, sick and disabled'.

Zhou He flickered and disappeared in place.

When Zhou He reappeared, he was already floating outside the city.

"Please also invite the people in charge of the city to come out and speak." Zhou He's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the ancient emperor city.

He didn't break in directly, for fear of frightening this group of "old, weak, sick and disabled" heroes.

After all, there are old people, children, and seriously injured people everywhere in the city.

"Who are you?" A one-armed old man said hoarsely above the city wall.

"Zhou He." He directly reported his family name.

Just when the one-armed old man wanted to continue talking, he suddenly stopped.

Afterwards, he looked to the rear and said respectfully, "See you, the king!"

"See King!"

Not only the one-armed old man, everyone on the city wall shouted respectfully.

The numb look on his face also disappeared, replaced by a look of fanaticism.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared on the city wall.

His whole body was shrouded in a cloud of divine light, making it blurry.

Originally, according to Zhou He's strength, he couldn't see through it.