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Chapter 1421 Three Desolations Tribulation Dark Morning Rebellion Saint
In the dark morning camp, among the four wings of Sang Xiang, the second wing is occupied by Sanhuang. This is a majestic realm. Although this realm is not as good as the first realm of Sanhuang, the overall scope is comparable to today's Sanhuang. The size of three real worlds is unknown.
After all... In addition to the four true realms, the scope of the Three Wilderness Realms also includes the Divine Source Star Sea, and some other empty places on the edge. Even in the previous era of this century, the entire Three Wilderness Realms consisted of nine true realms.
In the second realm of the Three Desolations, on this side of the Three Desolations, among the small wings under the two pairs of big wings of the Sangxiang, the world inside is occupied by An Chen and Ni Sheng, half of each.
It seems big, but it is also relatively small, but the reason why Anchen and Nisheng can be called camps is because they each have 180 realms.
This total of 360 realms are condensed in the second realm of the Three Wastelands, densely packed and divided...
The reason for the formation of such a special faction is that no matter whether it is Nisheng or Anchen, they migrated in the second era of this era. While continuing the practice system and skills of the second era, they also continued the second era. The kind of world structure in which different tribes formed an ancient country.
In the Dark Morning Nisheng 360 world, each world has a tribe that continued to multiply and occupy one world. There are even world associations within these two camps.
The so-called world association is composed of the hereditary inheritance of the clansmen of 180 different tribes in their respective camps. It is headed by the three morning emperors and belongs to the highest power peak in the camp.
Within the Anchen camp, there are three emperor realms and a middle realm. These four realms form the central realm of the entire Anchen camp. Among them, the three emperor realms are finished in a glyph shape, surrounding the middle realm. This middle realm is the entire Dark Morning camp. At the core, every public meeting of the 180 tribes is held here to decide all major issues related to the Anchen camp.
As for the Three Emperors, they are not permanent, but are selected from each tribe. Every 3 years is a cycle. When this cycle passes, they will be re-elected. Whether they can be re-elected as the Emperor of the Morning depends on strength and luck. and the level of support from their respective tribes.
Of course, cultivation is also a key point. As a Morning Emperor, you must have an indescribable realm to be qualified to compete for the Morning Emperor. Therefore, for countless years, in fact, the succession of Morning Emperors has not been frequent, unless it is... in a certain During this period, something new and unspeakable appeared!
For example, Yan Pei Chenhuang back then was like this. After fighting for him, I don't know how much he spent, and finally replaced the previous Morning Emperor and reached the peak.
But now, as the years go by, this cycle of 3 years has come to an end. It would be fine if there are no other indescribables. But... this time, two ineffables appeared in the Dark Morning camp. !
One is Hong Zu, who was replaced by Yan Pei back then, and the other is Huang Tai, the genius who emerged from the Central China tribe.
These two people are obviously competing for the position of the Emperor of the Morning, which makes the whole dark morning, undercurrents surge... However, this war that invades the Three Wastelands makes everything more confusing, at least during the war, This undercurrent cannot be reversed, otherwise, with Ni Sheng watching over him, this mutual cooperation will collapse instantly.
At this moment, in the Anchen Three Emperors Realm, which belongs to the big realm of Yan Pei, in an endless desert, there is an oasis. In the oasis, there are two people, a man and a woman, who are sitting on both sides of the court. A black jade slip was placed on the case table, and the two looked a little hesitant.
"This is the jade slip that Yan Pei sent a few months ago. That... terrifying existence is coming soon." The desert wind blew with dryness, but when it fell into this oasis, it turned into With a gentle touch, a coolness fell on the two of them, blowing up the woman's hair, revealing a pretty face that made people feel heartbroken.
She is the Zi Ruochen Emperor from the Dongji tribe in the Anchen camp.
Wearing a long purple dress, a head of black hair, a face that is exquisite and beautiful, and a few purple crystals in the center of the eyebrows, she transformed into the famous Emperor of the Morning in the Anchen camp. Purple Ruo.
When she spoke softly, she raised her head and moved her beautiful eyes away from the jade slip to look at an old man with white hair on the other side of the table.
This old man's eyes are bright and lively, and his expression is calm and intimidating. Especially when he opens and closes his eyes, you can actually see two raised pupils in his eyes, one yellow and one red, which makes his whole person quite strange, even though Sitting there now, it seems that I can change the rules of this world.
He is the strongest Morning Emperor in the Anchen camp... Cang Sannu!
"This person possesses unspeakable cultivation... He has merged with the will of a certain true world in the Three Wastelands, and even sealed a strong man from the previous era who awakened in an unknown way...
His aura reminded Yan Pei of those sleeping old guys... Is this generation the strongest..." When the old man spoke lightly, the pupils of his eyes were shrinking, but there seemed to be a burning fighting spirit.
"I wonder if I can kill this person if my cultivation level is fully activated and the seal is released. If I really kill this person, will my cultivation level be able to break through again!" The old man said hoarsely, with eyes in his eyes. The fighting spirit suddenly became strong.
Zi Ruo frowned and glanced at the old man in front of her.
"But Yan Pei's intention is for us to respect this person and fully cooperate with him in everything he does when he comes here. This has only advantages for our Anchen camp and has no disadvantages. This may even be an opportunity for us to become the master of the Rebel Saint!" "Zi Ruo said softly.
"Opportunity? That's Yan Pei's slavish character. It's hard to say, it's hard..." The old man lowered his head and gave Zi Ruo a cold look.
Zi Ruo was silent.
"For me, killing is unspeakable, but it can also be done. Even for the strong men before this era, I... have killed three, and he can only seal them. If this person does not come to Anchen, he will Forget it, if he comes, this person will be my prey, kill him, and I will be my fourth slave from now on!" The old man flicked his sleeves and stood up.
"The matter is settled like this." The old man showed a decisive look, and he swayed as he spoke, and stepped into nothingness, leaving only the Ziruo Morning Emperor in the oasis, looking at the jade slip on the table, and sighed secretly.
"If a person is too confident, he will not be able to see himself clearly. The three powerful men from the past era killed by Cang Sannu were all the kind of people who gave up eternity, separated their souls on their own, and had the intention to die.
And the one described in Yan Pei's jade slip... the sealed pre-epist powerhouse is clearly an extremely powerful one!
This Cang Sannu is just seeking his own death. My tribe and the other tribes that are attached to me must not offend that Su Ming!
But..." Ziruo gritted her silver teeth, got up and swayed, and disappeared on the star oasis. In the middle of the sky, her figure paused, her eyes showed a strange light, as if surrounded by the thoughts that suddenly appeared in her mind at this moment, her face gradually turned slightly faint. Empty, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Since this person is so powerful and is called the strongest in this era by Yan Pei, then... if he can conceive a child with such a strong person... the future of a child born with this kind of blood will be equally limitless!" I thought! Here, Zi Ruo's pretty face turned even redder. She has never had a Taoist partner so far in her practice, and she has always believed that she does not need a Taoist partner. But deep in her heart, there is always a regret that she wants to have an heir of her own.
It's just that, looking at the whole world, she didn't think any man was the best, even that Cang Sannu, but now, Su Ming's name appeared in her mind.
"But it's impossible for such an old monster to agree to this... We still need to think of some ways." Zi Ruo's heart was pounding. Once this idea grew in her mind, it could not be dissipated. On the contrary, it became stronger and stronger. The feeling of danger caused by plotting against the strong made Ziruo take a deep breath, and a blurry shadow suddenly appeared behind him. Judging from the appearance of the shadow, it was clearly a lotus with a white fox on it. Lifelike...
Her expression suddenly showed determination, her body swayed, and she disappeared into the sky.
At the same time, in the second realm of the Three Desolations, in the Nisheng camp, the same jade slip was placed in front of three people. Those three people were also an old man, a woman, and the last one was a middle-aged man. Year.
The old man is Xuanjiu Nisheng. As for that woman, even if Su Ming has not seen the real person with his own eyes, she will never be unfamiliar with her. This woman... is the Nisheng of this world who came to the ring treasure before the gap in the Three Desolations appeared. It was Fei Hua, and it was this woman who made Bald Crane look confused and complicated at that time.
As for the last middle-aged man, he looked calm, but with a hint of gloom in his eyes, he stared at the jade slip and snorted coldly.
"The strongest in this era... Emperor Yan Pei Chen is making a fuss. Any senior who wakes up in Sleeping Valley can be called the strongest." This middle-aged man is the third Anti-Sage in the Anti-Sage camp. The name is Xiao Song.
"Yan Pei seems to be indifferent, but he is actually quite cautious. He always assesses the situation... This person sent this jade slip a few months ago and told me to wait for Su Ming to come. This matter... I think it was a hidden secret. Nian, but it can be seen from this that he has great confidence in Su Ming, and he wants to use the other party's hand to coerce us." Xuan Jiu sighed softly, and when he spoke hoarsely, his expression showed A touch of decisiveness.
"Okay, let me figure out what kind of threat this Su Ming is!" Xuan Jiu's eyes flashed, and when he raised his right hand, nine irregular animal bones appeared in his palm. Pat, his eyes closed suddenly, and he unfolded his innate supernatural powers, going to count Su Ming.
Xiao Song's expression perked up and he immediately looked at it intently. He knew how powerful Xuanjiu's technique was. Even those sleeping old monsters could be calculated by Xuanjiu. This technique... had never failed.
Only Fei Hua's expression was a little dazed. She was looking into the distance from beginning to end, and somehow... there was a tremor in her heart, as if one of the most important existences in her life had appeared. This world...
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