The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The sky was gray, shrouded in the slanting wind and drizzle.

Xiao Chen raised his head, looked at the sky, and stretched out his hand. The coolness of the drizzle added a bit of desolation to this dilapidated world.

Xiao Chen's eyes gradually became indifferent, and he couldn't remember how long this kind of eyes hadn't appeared.

"Walk."

Xiao Chen's voice was sonorous and powerful.

The dharma body nodded lightly, stepped forward with one step, and was already thousands of miles away in an instant.

Xiao Chen took out an emerald green leaf, which he got from the green willow on the way of no return, and he never used it, but it came in handy today.

The emerald green leaves swell when the wind blows, and they don't stop until they grow into a small boat.

Xiao Chen sat on the leaves and followed the dharma body.

...

On the ground, a young man in white with a long sword on his back walked unhurriedly.

There is a smile on his face, with happiness from the inside.

Feeling the cool drizzle, the young man said softly, "It's been so many years, and I'm finally home."

The boy stopped suddenly and stood where he was, as if lost in memory.

As he recalled, the boy's expression changed from happy to sad.

"Ah." The young man finally shook his head lightly: "After all, it's just a winner and a loser."

In a word, everything in the world is explained.

A ray of light came from afar.

Looking at the extremely majestic light, a confident smile appeared on the boy's face again.

"I came here on the wind." The young man walked towards the light.

"The wind rises." The boy raised his hands slightly.

As the boy's words fell, the world really blew up.

The breeze is not dry, just like it was back then.

The young man stepped forward, and all the winds seemed to be jumping for joy at this moment.

The wind surrounded the young man, blowing the white robe, like a fairy.

The young man walked up the wind and laughed loudly: "Let me see if the masters in this starry sky still have the demeanor of those days."

At this moment, the wind blows.

...

"Overlord Tianzheng."

The dharma body in the bright light held the demon knife Wei Xue upside down, and there were ripples at the tip of the knife.

The dharma body let go of his hand lightly, and then Wei Xue slowly sank into the rippling ripples until it disappeared.

At the same time, the world suddenly changed.

The world in the slanting wind and drizzle suddenly became dark.

Looking up again, the sky and the earth have already turned into a fiery red.

A huge "meteorite" smashed down from the sky at a high speed.

This is Xiao Chen's move, taught on the spot.

An extremely domineering pressure emanated from the "meteorite", as if it wanted to smash everything in this world.

The young man who was riding on the wind looked at the "meteorite" and raised his hand with a smile.

An unbelievably huge wind dragon formed between the sky and the earth at an extremely fast speed.

The wind dragon roared and rushed straight up, crashing into the "meteorite".

"boom!"

After the huge impact, there was the most brilliant fireworks.

The fireworks dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

After the raging fire meteorite shattered, its real body was revealed, it was that Yaodao Weixue.

With a roar, Wei Xue returned to Dharma Body's hands.

At this moment, the boy stopped his figure, and the law body also stopped.

The distance between the two is only a hundred feet.

Perhaps there have never been two emperors fighting at such a close distance.

People of this level usually fight each other eight hundred miles away, using "vital energy bombs" to bombard them. Such close encounters, I am afraid, have never been seen before.

...

The young man waved his hand, and the flowing fire scattered all over the sky, as if avoiding him automatically, in an extremely chic manner.

The young man looked at Dharmakaya, bowed slightly to salute, and said with a smile, "I am Yixian."

Fashen's eyelids twitched, Yixian, such a confident name, even a little arrogant.

But judging from the understatement of his ability to break Bawang Tianzheng just now, this young man may be worthy of the name.

"Xiao Chen." Dharma Body politely returned the gift.

The dharma body was born in the body of the demonic Xiao Chen, theoretically speaking, he is another demonic Xiao Chen, so there is nothing wrong with the dharma body introducing himself as Xiao Chen.

The picture in front of me was a bit weird for some reason. The two people who were supposed to be hostile now introduced themselves in a "friendly" way.

At this moment, Xiao Chen arrived and frowned at Yixian: "What's the matter? Do you want to sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Yixian smiled and shook his head: "There's no need to drink tea, I actually don't intend to be your enemy."

"It's interesting." Xiao Chen sneered: "Then why are you here, to see the scenery?"

Unexpectedly, Yixian nodded seriously: "This is also one of my goals."

As he spoke, Yixian looked at the sky, his face full of nostalgia.

"Do you know?" Yixian looked at Xiao Chen and smiled.

"Know what?" Xiao Chen was a little baffled.

"My name was also engraved on the former monument, and the people of the Great Dark Age also sang praises to me." Yixian sighed full of nostalgia.

"The Great Dark Age? Before Chaos." Xiao Chen was taken aback. The origin of this thing is probably quite scary.

"Don't talk about it, it's all in the past." Yixian smiled self-deprecatingly.

"My lord sent me here this time for one purpose." Yixian smiled and stretched out his hand: "Bending the sky stone."

"If you want sweets, you still need lucky money. If you want something, you have to kowtow, don't you?" Xiao Chen sneered.

Yixian shrugged helplessly: "If you don't give it to me, you can only grab it. If you hurt the two of you by mistake, please forgive me."

As soon as the words fell, a violent wind suddenly rose, and the violent wind made the world lose its color.

Xiao Chen stabbed Dharma Body's waist, and said viciously: "Come on, fuck him to death."

Needless to say, Xiao Chen, the dharma body also started to move.

Wei Xue emitted a dazzling red light, and the red light spread wildly, and the sky was dyed red in the blink of an eye, just like the sunset glow.

"Dragon Song·Tianzheng."

The dharma body grabbed Xiao Chen and rushed straight up into the sky.

At this moment, huge dragon heads protruded from the red light covering the sky.

These dragon heads are as huge as mountains, with scarlet longan eyes, staring coldly at Yixian below, surrounding him.

With Yixian's tiny body, it seemed that as long as these casual leaders sneezed, they could wipe out the ashes he blew.

Suddenly a dragon's head roared, and the huge dragon's roar filled the whole world with boundless coercion.

Following the sound of the first dragon chant, the remaining dragon heads also began to chant long.

The sound waves visible to the naked eye rippled away in circles, and everything they passed was reduced to dust, and even black cracks appeared in the air.

"Good, but not enough."

Yixian smiled and nodded in approval.

Yixian stretched out his right hand, and a small ball condensed by the wind appeared on the tip of his right finger.

"go."

Yixian smiled and popped the little wind ball.

The seemingly innocuous wind ball changed dramatically the moment it left Yixian's fingers.