The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen lay on a chair in the yard, and the prison dragon stood beside him, lost in thought.

Xiao Chen told the prison dragon about the will of the emperor, but the prison dragon did not find any clues in the memory fragments.

The prison dragon thought for a long time and said: "It is impossible for a great emperor to be unknown. If there is no record in the vast world, there is only one possibility. This great emperor has appeared too long, and may not be in the same era with us."

Xiao Chen nodded, now only this statement can make sense.

Xiao Chen lay on the chair and suddenly asked, "Little Longer, do you think it is possible to find some clues in myths and legends?"

The prison dragon nodded: "It is possible, but unlikely. According to speculation, this great emperor appeared too long. Unless someone deliberately leaves a clue, otherwise the years that have passed should have been annihilated in the long river of time. Up."

Xiao Chen suddenly thought of the mysterious ancient book in Waiting Tsing Yi's mouth. Maybe there would be any clues in that book.

Xiao Chen chatted with the prison dragon one after another.

Just before dawn, at the moment when the sky was darkest, Xiao Chen suddenly felt something in the air.

It is like gurgling water flowing slowly in the air.

Xiao Chen looked at the air in front of him, and a burst of ordinary people couldn't see it, like a clear spring, appeared so abruptly between the heaven and the earth.

"The great era is here."

It came so suddenly, there was no sign of it, and the aura had already recovered.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and a grass that was about to wither appeared in his hand.

The leaves of the grass were a bit yellowish, with some gray spots, and looked listless.

Xiao Chen held up the grass and looked at it carefully.

As time passed, the Di Xiaocao in Xiao Chen's hands had undergone an astonishing change.

The withered leaves became tender green again, those gray spots disappeared, and a brand-new leaf protruded from the top of the grass, swaying in the air, full of vitality.

Xiao Chen put down the grass and looked around.

On the surrounding grassland, there is a thriving atmosphere.

Not far from a dead branch, a few shoots were drawn.

Withered grass draws new leaves, dead wood sends new branches, and the world is full of vitality.

Xiao Chen looked at this miraculous scene, but half-squinted his eyes and frowned.

Rejuvenation is a good thing, but now this picture is a bit too abnormal.

Because the grass on the ground keeps growing taller, the big trees seem to be growing too.

After Xiao Chen became the emperor, he encountered several times when he traveled through the starry sky, but he was definitely not like the earth.

How to put it, the aura of the earth is too violent, just like the backflow of water from a big river, extremely violent.

Aura recovery is generally divided into several stages, but the current situation on the earth is directly to the last stage, when all things grow.

The prison dragon obviously had the same opinion with Xiao Chen, and he was a little unclear, so he said: "This situation is a bit weird, and the aura has recovered too much."

Xiao Chen nodded, and just wanted to say something, but Xiao Chen suddenly froze in place.

"thump."

A sound like a heartbeat suddenly exploded in Xiao Chen's ears, sonorously and powerfully.

Xiao Chen looked at the prison dragon next to him and asked, "Little Longer, did you hear that?"

The prison dragon frowned, shook his head and said, "Great Emperor, is there anything wrong?"

Obviously, the prison dragon did not hear what Xiao Chen heard, the sound was like a heartbeat.

Xiao Chen looked towards the distant horizon, and there was a ray of light from the horizon, casting out from the clouds.

Xiao Chen grasped the black knife and drew it out.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen's feet stomped heavily on the ground, and his whole body rose into the sky.

Above the distant sky, Xiao Chen steadily stepped on the clouds, raising his eyes to look into the distance, a red sun shining brightly on the horizon.

A stream of golden air flow is constantly floating and changing in the sky.

The figure of the prison dragon appeared beside Xiao Chen, watching the unpredictable golden air current.

The prison dragon, who has always been indifferent, actually stuttered and asked, "Big... Emperor... Luck?"

Xiao Chen nodded, did not speak, just stared at the golden air currents that kept gathering and changing.

The prison dragon didn't dare to disturb Xiao Chen. The great emperor's luck was the luck of the emperor who returned to heaven and earth after his fall.

These golden luck will come to some lucky people and open the door to becoming emperor for them.

These golden luck is a real great opportunity, even a great emperor like Xiao Chen would not miss it.

The prison dragon stared at Xiao Chen with fiery eyes. If he could win this air of luck, his master's future achievements would be like no one before and no one to come after.

At this time, the golden air currents in the sky changed astonishingly.

The golden air currents began to entangle and change into tangible appearances.

Golden dragons appeared in the sky, and when those golden air currents stabilized, nine golden dragons appeared above the sky.

The golden dragon has a huge body that reaches thousands of feet, with a dazzling light.

"Qiyun transforms into a dragon, and it's still the best, nine."

The prison dragon looked at the Qi Luck Golden Dragon and couldn't help but be surprised.

Xiao Chen nodded. It seemed that the great emperor who fell on the earth might be more capable than himself.

Xiao Chen estimated that if he fell, he would condense at most five or six golden luck golden dragons.

Such nine golden dragons were simply shocking, and Xiao Chen became more and more interested in the great emperor who had fallen on the earth.

What kind of strength it looks like in the end is the big picture in front of me.

At this moment, the golden dragons of luck began to roar crazily.

The huge head slowly turned, staring below, as if looking for a suitable owner.

A golden dragon suddenly separated from the group and rushed straight to the ground.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious Qi Luck Golden Dragon, ordinary people can't see it at all, unless it has a shocking pupil like Luo Xiansi's or Xiao Chen's prison dragon, it can only be seen by a figure standing at the highest point.

The golden dragon rushed straight to the ground, and people could only feel that the heaven and the earth seemed to be suppressed by something.

In a distant mountain, a woman with white hair stood on the top of the mountain, staring coldly at the vision in the sky.

She was full of silver threads, but her face was like a girl.

A long spear was inserted next to her, as if it had just been raised from blood, the spear was bright and vivid.

The woman's eyes are weird blood-red, mysterious symbols of unknown meaning, indefinite in her eyes.

A golden dragon swooped down from the sky, rushing directly towards the woman.

The woman didn't make any movement, letting the dragon hit herself.

The moment the golden dragon came into contact with the woman, it suddenly collapsed, turning into a stream of golden air flow into the woman's body.