Chapter 1807: Ancient Emperor Sacred Pill
Cold, arrogant, cold and arrogant, and even with a hint of contempt, resounded through the end of the entire cave.
The voice, entrenched on the huge bed, swirled around for a long time, and did not disperse for a long time.
Xiao Yi, squinting and staring coldly.
After a while, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a hint of helplessness and a sigh.
Xiao Yi shook his head and looked away.
His "Ancient Emperor, but that's all" was just a catharsis after he broke the 18 prohibitions.
Xiao Yi finally felt a bit mixed with the disappearance of the old man's spiritual consciousness.
Perhaps, it is understandable for the old man to forcefully trigger the ban because of the opportunity of the ancient emperor's cave, to be imprisoned by the ancient emperor's cave, and to be trapped here.
However, the old man was the senior of Yandian after all, and there was something about him worthy of Xiao Yi's respect.
However, venting is venting.
Speaking of the ancient emperor, Xiao Yi did not dare to feel contempt.
The most amazing martial artist in the history of Yanlong Continent, the first emperor of ancient times, has left too many legends and too many incredible things.
Just practicing at the age of three, being extraordinary for half a month, entering the extreme realm at the age of five, and being weak in the palm of your hand, is enough to make people in future generations marvel at him, and no one can match it.
Xiao Yi, who has personally experienced the power of these 18 prohibitions, knows how monstrous the means of the ancient emperor before his death were.
The Five Elements and Five Cultivation, the Four Forces of Heaven and Earth, the Illusory Demon Poison’s three special methods, and the terrifying magic way.
The means that the ancient emperor is proficient in are too many, and they are too terrifying.
When these kinds of methods have different martial arts, any one of them can reach the sky, and any one is enough to make him have the title of the first emperor of martial arts.
He is the first emperor of ancient times, and his name is really well-deserved.
In addition to that terrifying Demon Dao, among the Martial Dao Emperors, no one can match him.
The title of the first emperor in antiquity is well deserved.
Of course, from a certain perspective, Xiao Yi, at such an age, as a young evildoer, has broken the test left by him, broken his 18 prohibitions one by one, and has the qualifications to despise him.
whoosh…
At this moment, Xiao Yi's figure flashed and fell from the air.
Not far away, the fog demon floated over.
Those empty eyes stared straight at Xiao Yi, "Master, amazing."
"Amazing? It's alright." Xiao Yi smiled lightly.
The emptiness of the fog demon is full of coldness, lifelessness, and indifference.
But for some reason, Xiao Yi always felt that there was a bit of 'emotional' in the eyes of the fog demon looking at him.
This emotion belongs to the emotion of living beings.
Perhaps it is because the wit of the fog demon is growing faster and faster.
As for the fog demon, it naturally has a powerful feeling in its heart when it sees its master using all his methods to break the powerful restrictions.
wow... wow... wow...
At this time, within the main game, the forces of prohibition emerged again.
Xiao Yi glanced at it.
There was no accident, and there was no separate action, just looked up at the huge bed.
Long ago, he felt that the 18 prohibitions did not really dissipate after he broke them.
Instead, they followed the more important restrictions of the ancient emperor's cave, and returned to the huge bed one by one after they collapsed.
Therefore, after breaking the 18 prohibitions just now, Xiao Yi has been waiting, waiting for the final change.
If he guessed correctly, then that was when the opportunity of the ancient emperor really appeared in the world.
He broke the 18 prohibitions, rather, he broke the 18 prohibitions, allowing the power of the 18 prohibitions to return to the bed, in order to impact the real prohibition on the bed.
From the very beginning, Xiao Yi felt that the breath exuding on the bed was almost equivalent to the breath of the entire cave.
So, now he just has to wait.
Of course, this time will not be long.
While waiting, Xiao Yi also recalled the scene when he broke the game before.
This time, the group of the ancient emperor's tomb can be regarded as the first time for him to use all means.
Kendo, fire control, body repair, medicine... all kinds of methods are used.
The beast hand, the beast's feet, the burning body's Yuan force, the holy plate of heaven, the sword of the gods, the blood erysipelas in the body, all the trump cards, all used up.
This battle could be regarded as the most hearty one in his history.
You don't have to keep your hands and worry about it because of your identity restrictions, as you do outside.
This time, just now, he has really fully exploded his strength, and he knows what level he has reached by using all his means.
This gain alone is a rare experience.
Xiao Yi was even convinced that even if he faced ordinary legendary powerhouses today, he would not be afraid of them.
If he is a martial artist who has just entered the legend of Shang Moxibustion, he is more than enough to ignore it.
The breath on the huge bed is emerging and condensing.
Xiao Yi temporarily retracted his gaze and glanced at the Divine Sword in his hand.
Xiao Yi still had some lingering fears when he recalled the breaking of the last restriction.
At the last moment, the erosion and devouring of the soul power storm instantly made him smell the meaning of death.
Soul Dao, in fact, is the one he is most uncertain about.
Illusory Dao is forbidden, he is not proficient in illusion, and he has nothing to say.
As for Soul Dao Restriction, although he is considered a Soul Master, the few fire-type soul power in his body is nothing at all.
To be precise, he was just a half-ass soul master.
Therefore, he has absolutely no confidence in Xuan Ao's Soul Dao restraint, and his last reliance is only to kill the Divine Sword in his hand.
At the last moment when the soul power storm dissipated, Xiao Yi couldn't tell whether it was the reason for killing the Excalibur or something else.
Of course, he could only blame it on the Soul Killing Sword's effect of restraining soul power.
"Excalibur, what is your origin?" Xiao Yi stared at Excalibur, this was the first time he had asked such a question.
This sword obtained from the ancient Fengxu secret realm reveals strangeness everywhere.
Xiao Yi couldn't even see what rank he was.
It is said that it is the treasure of heaven and earth, and there is no atmosphere of heaven and earth on it.
Say it is a holy weapon, in addition to not being able to tell what rank it is, this sword must be sharp or not, and it must be increased or not.
Even the low-grade holy artifact and the middle-grade holy artifact have a surging aura on them, their power is extraordinary, and they have a strong increase in the martial artist.
But the Divine Sword, it looks like an ordinary iron sword.
Of course, the aura above is full of ancient meanings.
And the most bizarre thing is that almost a year ago, in the inheritance place of the main hall of the wind brake, he was instantly blasted out of the wind brake prison.
Xiao Yi frowned in thought.
At this moment, on the huge bed in front, a monstrous aura erupted out of thin air.
Xiao Yi was startled and looked up.
On the huge bed, a strong black awn appeared, reflecting the end of the entire cave.
Black awn, extremely dazzling.
That smear of black, extremely rich, as if to drip water.
"What a terrifying breath." Xiao Yi sucked in a breath of cold air.
The cold eyes are actually under the black light, it is difficult to look directly.
Xiao Yi endured the dazzling black light and looked straight at it.
After waiting to see what was in the black light, Xiao Yi suddenly shrank his pupils and then widened his eyes.
"Martial Dao Holy Pill?"
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