Emperor of Death

Chapter 1969 Taihua Emperor
Under Cuitong's guidance, the small boat sailed slowly into the suspended island.

As it got closer to the ground, Yechen realized that there were flowers, plants and trees growing on this seemingly flat island, and there were even phoenix and white cranes flying in it, and the aura was more intense than that below.

The entire island is filled with dense fog, and the deeper you go into the island, the thicker the fog becomes.

Immediately afterwards, Yechen's eyes suddenly brightened, the cloud and mist disappeared, and a large black stone suddenly appeared on the grass. On the black stone, a middle-aged man with a stern face sat cross-legged. The man was dressed in white, with a long chin. Xu, with his eyes closed tightly, as if he was feeling something.

Ye Chen couldn't feel any aura from this man, as if he was nature, and nature was him.If it weren't for seeing it with eyes, Yechen wouldn't have felt that there was a person here at all.

Presumably, this is Emperor Taihua.

Behind the black stone, there are 36 stone figures carved, and the expressions of the stone figures are lifelike...

The strange thing is that Yechen can't feel the breath of the man in white, but for these stone men, Yechen feels that they are alive.

Behind the stone man, there was still a faint sharp breath, Ye Chen didn't know how many there were.

"It turns out that there are also people who follow the emperor to practice here." Ye Chen secretly thought, but it is not surprising, as a saint who protects the human race, since there are such good resources here, there is no reason why no one is really allowed to come in.

It's just that none of the people who can enter here is a simple person, and perhaps one of those people is a top expert in the Three Realms.

The boat controlled by Cuitong landed slowly, and when it was about to approach the grass, Yechen's feet were empty, and the boat turned into a beam of light and flew back to Cuitong's hands.

Yechen stepped on the grass, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the emperor's comprehension.

The emperor quickly opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of seeing through the world, but they were as sharp as a sword, as if piercing through Ye Chen with a single glance.

Yechen instinctively felt that he had no secrets in front of the saint.

"Yechen!" Dijun opened his mouth slowly, and then Yechen suddenly felt the surrounding space distort, the surrounding scenes completely disappeared, and then appeared in a dreamlike space.

The space is chaotic, only ancient gray clouds and mist slowly linger.

In the whole space, there are only Yechen and Emperor Taihua.

"Junior Yechen, pay homage to the emperor!" Yechen bowed and bowed.

The emperor said: "In my life, I have taken five apprentices, are you willing to be the sixth?"

Apprentice?

Ye Chen's body trembled slightly.

Many people, being able to listen to Emperor Taihua's preaching, are regarded as a great adventure.

The current Taihua Emperor actually wants to accept himself as a disciple?

Yechen only felt that his heart was beating violently "chug chug".

This is Fa Zu, who created the pinnacle of human power, and no one can surpass him in his understanding of any power.

It is he who has led the prosperity of various martial arts and martial arts. It is he who uses himself as the root to bloom the power of the human race in the entire universe, allowing the human race to have the capital to fight against foreign races.

If he could be guided by such a person, Yechen knew that his future path would be much smoother.

Yechen knelt down, bowed to Emperor Taihua as a disciple, and said: "Disciple Yechen, pay homage to Master."

"Hehe!" Emperor Taihua showed a rare smile on his face, looked into the void with his eyes, and said softly: "I remember that when I accepted my last disciple, it was still 6000 billion years ago."

Yechen was speechless, for this time, he only had a long concept.

6000 million years is an astronomical figure for Yechen, [-] billion is still the last disciple, it is really hard for Yechen to imagine how many years Emperor Taihua has lived.

Yechen whispered: "How many senior brothers in front?"

Emperor Taihua shook his head and said, "Dead!"

There is sadness in the eyes.

Only then did Ye Chen clearly feel that, as emperors and patron saints of the human race, they are actually living people with their own emotions and flesh and blood.

Perhaps, it is precisely because of these flesh and blood and emotions that they have been guarding the human race for billions of years without giving up.

Emperor Taihua said slowly: "As my disciple, while shouldering my expectations, you will also be in great danger. Are you prepared?"

Hearing this, Yechen laughed and said, "Is it more dangerous than my current situation?"

Ye Chen had just created an unprecedented victory in the Starry Sky Battlefield. This kind of victory was enough to make the enemy regard Ye Chen as a thorn in their side and would definitely try to kill Ye Chen.

Sure enough, Emperor Taihua nodded and said: "Almost. They are all amazing contemporary figures, and each of them has received special care from other races."

Ye Chen hurriedly said: "Please also master, teach me how to avoid danger."

Now that they have become apprentices, Josie Situ Xueqin and the others have such good treasures, then Emperor Taihua must not be stingy, and he must not look at the newly recruited disciples and die so easily.

Emperor Taihua smiled, how could he not see what Ye Chen was thinking, but what he liked was Ye Chen's straightforwardness and unpretentiousness.

As a saint, he naturally knows all about Yechen's background and energy.

Taihua sage said: "Take out your scales."

"Oh!" Yechen pulled out the mysterious scales from the storage ring.

The scales are thick and glowing with a dark blue light.

The Taihua sage made a light move, and the mysterious scales flew into his hands, and then seven-colored brilliance appeared in his hands.

The scales were shrinking rapidly, becoming the size of a fingernail, and then, the dark blue scales flew out, flew to the back of Yechen's hand, and stuck to the back of Yechen's hand.

"Huh?" Yechen looked at the scales in puzzlement.

"This scale is the scale of protection. It can give you stronger protection!" Emperor Taihua said.

"Master!" Ye Chen looked up at Emperor Taihua and said, "But this disciple feels that this is clearly a very powerful attack weapon."

Back then on the sacred mountain, this magic weapon showed extremely fierce attack power. It was really a human blocker, a god was a god of killing, even if it was a divine weapon, it was smashed to pieces by the mysterious scales.

And the mysterious scales at that time only showed part of their power.

Yechen has always been thinking about how to tap the power of this scale and regard it as his best attack weapon.

This turned out to be a defensive magic weapon?It completely broke Yechen's expectations.

"Hehe, idiot, the world you know is still too small." Emperor Taihua said indifferently, "Close your eyes now and feel the power of these scales."

"Oh!" Ye Chen replied, and then, according to what the Taihua sage said, he slowly closed his eyes and put his spiritual power into the scales on the back of his hand.

(End of this chapter)