Chapter 365

Mount Tai is majestic and majestic. It is the first of the five mountains and the first mountain in the world.

Since ancient times, Mount Tai has been a sacred symbol. It is located in the east of the ancient Central Plains and surrounded by the Yellow River and Wen River. In ancient times, it was regarded as the place where the sun was born and everything developed.

No mountain is bigger than it, and no history is ancient.

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Xiaoming, dressed in a white robe, stood at his feet and looked up at the towering Mount Tai in front of him with a color of memory in his eyes.

He has been here in his previous life. After such a long time, Chen Xiaoming didn't expect to see him again.

But it's not the original one.

"Step."

One step out, Chen Xiaoming stood with his hands on his back and walked up slowly.

Mount Tai is lush with ancient pines and many flowing springs and waterfalls. It is solemn and majestic, and there is no lack of beauty.

Climbing all the way up, there are countless places of interest, cliffs and stone tablets along the way, which is amazing.

However, for Chen Xiaoming, these are like the clouds in the past, and he has not paid attention to half of them.

Eyes staring at the sky, deep and abnormal, as if waiting for something to come.

In the evening, when Chen Xiaoming climbed to the top of Mount Tai and the Jade Emperor's top, among several people not far away, a young man saw Chen Xiaoming, looked stunned, and then walked over quickly.

"Uncle Chen, why are you here?"

The voice of words turned Chen Xiaoming's eyes, looked at the young man in front of him and gently shook his head.

"It's a small leaf. It's nothing. When I'm old, I kind of want to walk around."

The young man was stunned. He felt that today's Chen Xiaoming was a little strange, but he couldn't say it again.

He looked at Chen Xiaoming and looked at his eyes staring at the sky. He couldn't help wondering.

Looking up slightly, I saw that there was nothing in the sky at the moment.

When the young man was confused and took back his eyes, several figures appeared quietly in the sky.

"Here we are."

Chen Xiaoming, who had been staring at him, said softly. The young man on one side was stunned at the speech, then reacted and looked up quickly.

Between heaven and earth, several dark shadows suddenly appeared. The shadows kept getting bigger, and there were bursts of wind and thunder.

Nine giants fell from the sky, like nine long black rivers falling down.

At this moment, the young man was stunned, and countless people on Mount Tai were stunned.

"That, that's a dragon?"

The young man was stunned, his face solidified, like a machine, slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Xiaoming.

Chen Shugang has been watching. Does he already know?

Therefore, he came to Mount Tai for a purpose. The purpose is the dragon?

Thinking of seeing many books in the bookstore, the young man felt more and more certain for a time.

"Be careful."

With the gentle voice of words, a heavy hand grabbed the young man's shoulder.

"Boom."

In the next second, nine giants like Jiudao mountains fell down, and the whole Jade Emperor's top collapsed into big cracks, earth and stone splashed and smoke filled the air.

The bronze ancient coffin pulled by the nine dragon corpses fell on Mount Tai. A position shook like an earthquake, and countless gravel flew down, making a rumble.

The vibration stopped slowly and the mountain returned to calm, but the whole mount tai had already been in a mess.

On the top of the broken Jade Emperor, the young man was caught by Chen Xiaoming. He looked at the behemoth in the distance and looked down at his suspended feet.

"Uncle Chen, you......"

Standing in the air, how is this possible? This is not what human beings can do. Is Uncle Chen those alchemists.

Before the Pre-Qin Dynasty, there were Qi refiners. It is said that Qi refiners can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, strange doors and armor, and cultivate longevity.

Is Uncle Chen the Qi practitioner who has disappeared?

"Step."

As his body fell, Chen Xiaoming loosened his right hand, looked at the bronze ancient coffin not far away, and walked slowly.

He waited so long for this moment to come.

"Uncle Chen, be careful..."

The young man behind him reminded him, but when he thought of Chen Xiaoming's identity as a Qi man, he clenched his teeth and followed him directly.

"Ye Fan!"

On the top of the mountain not far away, many people came with the youth and were ready to leave, but when they watched Ye Fan follow a man and go towards the Dragon corpse, they couldn't help exclaiming.

But now ye fan has already made up his mind. He will follow Chen Xiaoming and have a glimpse of ancient deeds.

Others may not know, but ye fan knows that Chen Xiaoming must know something.

In front of the ancient coffin, Chen Xiaoming reached out and touched the ancient coffin, the bronze ancient coffin, with a five-color altar under him.

"Uncle Chen, are these ancient coffins and dragon corpses?"

Looking at the behemoth beside him, although it is already a dead body, Ye Fan can still feel the majestic air.

"You can understand it as a train. I came here just to pick up a person!"

With a light word in his mouth, Chen Xiaoming didn't speak any more.

Ye Fan beside him was stunned. Jiulong pulled the coffin. Unexpectedly, it was just a bus to pick up people?

He really can't imagine how domineering the owner of the Jiulong coffin is.

Touching the cold ancient coffin, Chen Xiaoming looked a little dim. Chen Xiaoming didn't find what he wanted to see in the ancient coffin.

Kowloon pull coffin, after all, you have gone, or

Redundant Chen Xiaoming doesn't want to think about it. In the sleeve of his right hand, a silver seed floats and glitters with a faint silver brilliance.

This seed was given to him by Hongmeng when Panlong broke the boundary.

There is a memory in it, which is also the only missing memory of Chen Xiaoming.

Once he came here to cover the sky, and he got to know a generation of gorgeous and ruthless emperor.

But then he left for some reason.

When leaving, Chen Xiaoming turned his space source avenue into a seed and gave it to the cruel emperor.

And that seed is the one Hongmeng gave himself.

Thinking of everything, Chen Xiaoming looked a little complicated for a moment.

After so much experience, he is no longer the newcomer who broke the boundary for the first time.

In retrospect, Chen Xiaoming has one thing that he hasn't figured out.

That's why my love for the cruel emperor came so suddenly.

Chen Xiaoming feels that what happened seems to have a big hand behind it, secretly promoting all this.

"Buzz............"

With a slight vibration, the five color altar below has begun to start, and Chen Xiaoming calmly waits.

"Uncle Chen, it's dangerous here. Let's withdraw first?"

It's not that Chen Xiaoming has no bottom, but that the momentum of Jiulong's coffin pulling is too strong. Ye Fan thinks it's too dangerous to stay any longer.

Moreover, the altar below seems to have started. If you don't go, you probably can't go away.

"I can't go away."

The words fell, and the majestic suction came from the bronze ancient coffin. In an instant, Ye Fan and others were sucked in.

Chen Xiaoming did not resist. At the last glance, he was sucked into the ancient coffin.

Jiulong pulled the coffin into the sky and disappeared in an instant.