Chapter 462

"It seems that you are not the only one to read through ancient and modern times. All the eight wasteland forces in this area are quite familiar with the celestial pulse." When Chen Yuan opened his mouth quietly, the blue eyed white dragon had already understood, and was galloping and winding towards the giant peak of Qingtian.

"It's natural. After all, your position is very close to the dynasty established by our emperor, but it has already turned into ruins and is hard to trace."

The emperor pondered a little for a while, and his words were reminiscent. Then he sighed and felt that the passage of time was too merciless.

"If you have time to go to the wasteland, you may find many treasures that you can't get." On the way, Chen Yuan also replied.

"The ruins of this emperor's divine Dynasty are basically worthless, but if you talk about the fall of the emperor on the battlefield, it's totally different. Maybe you can really find the lost treasure." Qingdi is interested.

But Chen Yuan's eyes twinkled and he didn't reply.

He didn't know whether there was any treasure in the main battlefield in the era of the fall of the emperor, but it must have been completely transformed into a forbidden territory.

Danger and crisis must be accompanied. Perhaps after thousands of years, the traces of emperor's art left by many immortal emperors in those years will still blow up the storm of annihilation.

Even if it is a descendant of the quasi emperor level, a careless may also fall.

Thinking of this, the blue eyed white dragon is finally close to the location of the giant peak.

At the end of Chen Yuan's line of sight, the whole peak is dark, with rolling black clouds and a blazing smell. It shoots out from the top of the peak, as if to destroy the sky and the earth, with terrible fluctuations.

Looking around the peak, there is space, sometimes distorted, and the law tends to collapse.

At this moment, there are dozens of people who can be seen, probably divided into six different forces.

Their clothes are different, either with the sun totem mark, or with the ghost body depiction of human face, or with the appearance of emperor and dragon.

It is easy for Chen Yuan to guess some identities based on the characteristics of these people.

For example, the sun figure with the sun totem has a younger face and a fiery red mark on his forehead. Even his whole hair looks like an explosion.

Not surprisingly, this man is a descendant of the Jinwu emperor.

In the other direction, a man and a woman sit on the huge white snake with their knees crossed, winding up on the hillside of the huge peak. Their clothes are basically the same as those of yujingxing.

Even if it's not Yujing's person, it should be another xingzunfu.

In addition, there are also the old man with a huge melting pot on his back, and the middle-aged man with Emperor's robes on his back.

Even at the top of the sky, a group of golden forked women in the battle boat.

Just a moment later, Chen Yuan saw the situation thoroughly.

With the arrival of the blue eyed white dragon, a new force joined, making many people look up at the past, there are different emotional fluctuations between the flashing eyes.

In the whole wilderness, except for the rolling of the black molten slurry and the dull sound, no one spoke at all.

"Venture to ask, what are you waiting for here?" When Chen Yuan arrived, the words came out directly.

A lot of people just looked at him and then looked back again. Only the old man with the melting pot said with a smile:

"Xiaoyou is a good white dragon. It must be a clan family, but if you want to grab this meal, it's not so easy. You see, we've been here for eight years."

As the words fall, Chen Luoli and Wushuang are surprised.

For the sake of a treasure, I have been guarding this place for eight years?

And look like this, as if Cunbu did not leave.

But for yuliancheng and marshal Penglai, eight years is nothing.

In particular, those who have reached the level of quasi Immortal Emperor have spent eight years in this state, which is like a breath.

After all, each of them has lived for at least ten thousand years.

"In this case, how long do you have to wait?" Chen Yuan returned with a smile.

The old man murmured a little, but he didn't reply. He didn't seem to know when the best opportunity was.

At this moment, the young man of the sun totem also opened his eyes again and spoke calmly:

"Xingtian Shenmai belongs to one of the top shenmai in Taixu, and its birth is accompanied by a rule that every 700 years it grows an inch, and every inch contains 36050 robberies."

"We have a history of 20000 years, and the number of fatalities is more than 10 million. The original power is endless. Once it breaks out, it will destroy ten fairyland worlds."

"If you want to possess it completely, you can't know when it will have the highest doom unless you wait until it has the highest doom. On the contrary, it is also the weakest time. Let alone eight years, even 80 years, 800 years or even 80000 years, you can't know when it will have the highest doom."

His words, like popular science, were heard by many people.There are those who know the same thing, but there are also those who wake up from a big dream. They all nod slowly and fall into meditation.

"For friars like us, we may not be able to promote the power of Yixiang in the course of 80000 years, but as long as we devour the veins of stars and gods, we can soar into the sky and give birth to more than five traces of the emperor."

"What is 80000 years? I'm willing to wait for 800000 years."

All of a sudden, the man in the six phase quasi imperial robe, who was always silent, also opened his eyes and heard a calm word.

In the whole field, there was no conflict and outbreak of any force, but the invisible contest became the persistence of years.

Whoever can hold on to the end is likely to win.

After listening to these words, Chen Yuan also fell into a deep meditation. It is the so-called real top secret treasure. Once it has been dormant for 100000 years and broken the ground, it can astonish the whole world.

At present, the same is true of the celestial pulse, and indeed, as the Qing emperor said, its value is unprecedented.

However, Chen Yuan didn't have the heart and time to wait. If he wanted to fight, he would fight for the moment!

"Sorry, I don't agree with you."

Chen Yuan leaped directly from the blue eyed white dragon and went to the top of the giant peak.

"On the contrary, it is not the weakest time when the doom of Xingtian Shenmai is the highest. As long as it arrives, it has the ability to become a demon emperor."

"At that time, don't say you've been waiting for 80000 years for nothing, but you'll be swallowed up by the star demon emperor."

Chen Yuan's words convey the eight wastes. With the movement of his body, the whole audience opened their eyes.

Seeing this, the young man of the Jinwu emperor clan shook his head gently.

"From ancient times to the present, there are not a few people like you who don't think much of yourself. Since you refute my words, you can go to find the truth and let everyone present see which is right and which is wrong."