Chapter 8379

The Holy Light Immortal Emperor was a little helpless, thought for a moment, and said, "recovery is impossible, but if you can find the tablet of the emperor of heaven, you may be able to get the complete version of the secret of the holy book."

Ye Chen was shocked in his heart and said, "the heavenly king sealed the monument?"

The Immortal Emperor of the Holy Light smiled and said, "do you know who built the tablet of the emperor of heaven?"

Ye Chen said, "is it the God of light?"

The Holy Light Immortal Emperor nodded and said, "the origin of the Tianjun Fengshen tablet is complex and mysterious, but I can be sure that the God of light Tianzun, who was once involved in the construction of the Tianjun Fengshen tablet, was one of the makers of the tablet."

"The tablet of the emperor of heaven, with its vast energy, can bring protection to the holder."

"That kind of shelter contains the great and holy power of light, which is the legacy of the God of light."

"On the tablet of the emperor of heaven, engraved with all the ways of the light path, including the Dharma door of the sacred book."

"If you can get the tablet of the emperor of heaven, you can naturally hold the mystery of the sacred book."

Ye Chen was a little shocked. In fact, he had been looking for the tablet of the emperor of heaven.

However, he didn't expect that the tablet of the emperor of heaven was actually related to the God of light.

Even, the God of light, Tianzun, is one of the makers of the monument.

On the tablet of the emperor of heaven, there is a complete Taoist tradition of light, including the sacred book!

Ye Chen's heart suddenly burst with burning desire.

It would be great if we could get the tablet of the emperor of heaven.

All the way forward.

Ye Chen's thoughts were suddenly attracted by a mysterious old breath.

Unconsciously, ye Chen has come to the center of the underground palace.

Here, there is a white altar, which is made of unknown materials. It is filled with a sacred atmosphere. After years of vicissitudes, it still bursts into pure white glory today.

"This is..."

Ye Chen looked at the altar and was surprised.

Because he found that the breath of this altar was actually connected with the Holy Light Immortal Emperor.

Can it be said that the Holy Light Immortal Emperor rose here?

"It's where I soared."

Seeing this altar, Emperor Shengguang opened his mouth leisurely, and his tone was endless vicissitudes.

"Really?"

Ye Chen looked around, looking for something, and said, "elder, is your weapon left here?"

After careful searching, ye Chen didn't find any strange smell.

"No, if my calculation is correct, my sword should be taken to the array by the moral God."

Holy Light immortal's right hand fingers, constantly calculating, seems to want to calculate some ancient mystery of cause and effect.

After a pause, his eyes were a little bleak and trance, and he said to Ye Chen in a whisper like tone:

"However, since you are here, let me show you what I saw when I soared. It will be good for you to soar in the future."

Ye Chen froze for a moment, and soared to nothing. He never had extravagant hopes.

It's too hard to soar.

As ye Chen knows, through the ages, the only people who are truly qualified to preach everything are Hongjun ancestors and Wu ancestors.

The spirit figure of the Holy Light Immortal Emperor floated out of the reincarnation cemetery, echoed on the altar, kneaded his hands, and a cloud of smoke shrouded around.

"In fact, although I was the Immortal Emperor in those days, I was not qualified to preach Wuwu."

"It's too difficult to preach Wuwu. At my peak, I couldn't compare with Hongjun and Wu Zu."

"With the help of the moral God, I forcibly ascended without time and space."

The Holy Light Immortal Emperor said with his hands on his back.

As his voice fell, the surrounding smoke surrounded, showing the ancient mystery picture.

In the picture, the Holy Light Immortal Emperor is standing on the altar, surrounded by countless strong people in the purple fairy palace.

Those who are strong in the Zihuang fairy palace, led by the moral God, are standing around the Duobao emperor and the Chongyang immortal.

Their expressions are extremely dignified.

Around the altar, there are all kinds of rare gods and earth treasures.

Space distortion, space wrinkles inside, showing a universe.

In the big universe, billions of believers are singing and praying in a low voice.

The power of countless beliefs all converge on the Holy Light Immortal Emperor.

Ye Chen was a little shocked because he knew that the Holy Light Immortal Emperor was not qualified to soar to Wuwu. This altar ceremony relied on sacrificing countless precious treasures and gathering the belief energy of countless believers to forcibly send the Holy Light Immortal Emperor into Wuwu space and time.

Such a forcible means is not as aboveboard as Hongjun's ancestor. Even if there is no time and space, the foundation is very vain.

This may also be the reason why the Holy Light Immortal Emperor was finally defeated by the dusk giant and killed!

In the picture, what makes Ye Chen more shocked is that the outside of the altar is full of a very strong smell of darkness, which is suffocating.

"When I soared, it was the time when the Death Cult invaded and the disaster was the most serious."

"At that time, the guardians of the fire in Zihuang fairy palace, a full million people, almost died."

"The moral God urgently dispatched the two factions of good and evil, with the support of countless strong people, and almost the whole army was destroyed."

"When the situation is at its most dangerous, it cannot be suppressed unless the moral God acts."

The holy light fairy emperor told the ancient mystery, his palm moved, and the smoke picture changed, showing an extremely cruel scene of war.

In those days, when the Holy Light Immortal Emperor was in the underground palace, preparing to fly.

On the ground, however, the flames of war are all over the sky.

Countless strong people in Zihuang fairy palace fought frantically with monsters and believers of the death cult.

This war can be called a catastrophe. Zihuang fairy palace was seriously damaged. Even the wife of the moral God, the moon soul fairy, died in the battle.

Ye Chen looked at these battle pictures, and his heart naturally shook.

The Holy Light immortal smiled bitterly, and then said, "but the moral God, it is impossible."

"His strength is too strong. As long as he makes a move, he will touch the supreme truth, be inspired by the truth, and fly to the world of nothing."

"He couldn't do it. Finally, he found me and wanted me to take a risk to have no time and space."

Ye Chen swallowed his saliva, vaguely guessed what, and said, "senior, the moral God wants to rely on you to save the crisis of the great catastrophe?"

The Holy Light Immortal Emperor nodded and said, "yes, he wants to forcibly send me into wuwuwuspacetime. I will destroy the 'door' of the death cult. In this way, the Death Cult can no longer be transmitted to the real world."

"I'm halfway there."

Ye Chen said, "half of it..."

The Holy Light Immortal Emperor said, "yes, although I failed to destroy the gate of death, I dragged the dusk giant."

"The dusk giant paid a great price to kill me."

"At that time, the Death Cult killed millions of guardians of Zihuang fairy palace. In fact, countless blood fighting souls have been collected, which can summon the evening giant to come."