296 Inspection of Eastern Wasteland
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Cao Ya carried the sky-swallowing magic jar and flew to the top of the sky starting from the Northern Territory. He was like a flying immortal or a great demon, constantly mobilizing the emperor's soldiers. While withstanding the pressure of the magic jar, he also made the emperor's energy surge and coerce the sky. Underground, destroying the sea of stars in the universe can cause a starry sky to become extinct.
The world is horrified!
The vast demonic power, like a ray of divine light at the beginning of the sky, cut through the vast earth, making all living beings tremble and tremble, not daring to look up.
I don’t know how many people were turned to stone, and I don’t know how many powerful cultivators were trembling. Especially the ancient creatures, whose hands and feet were cold, all shrank back, and no one dared to show their head.
The Jidao Emperor Weapon is the continuation of the life of the ancient emperor.
Every great emperor was once invincible in an era, fighting against invincible opponents in heaven and earth.
Although the imperial weapons under the control of the Great Sage are not as powerful as the ones displayed in the hands of the Great Emperor, in an era without emperors, they are enough to overwhelm the world and billions of lives.
The entire Northern Territory was silent for an instant. Only Cao Ya, the great sage of the human race, and the imperial soldiers in charge of the great emperor of the human race, walked across the sky with lowered eyebrows, overlooking the great rivers and mountains. All the ancient races were dormant at this moment.
The ancient creatures were frightened, but the human monks were filled with tears and excited.
"The great emperor of the human race is extremely powerful!"
"Cao Dasheng!"
Many human monks saluted and watched Cao Ya holding the sky-swallowing magic jar in the sky, patrolling the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory, with divine power overwhelming the sky and divine light soaring into the sky.
After being depressed for a long time, at this moment, they were so happy that they wished they could stand in front of the ancient tribe and laugh.
They were trembling all over, digging into the history of the ruthless emperor, and the peaceful and prosperous era under the rule of the swallowing emperor reappeared in the world.
That was an era that was not inferior to the reign of Emperor Wu Shi!
The restricted area was dormant, and the ancestral land of the Holy Spirit Royal Family was also flattened by Emperor Tiantian.
The bloody storm before becoming emperor will not hinder the great merits and virtues after becoming emperor.
Because the "Tian-Swallowing Demon Technique" created by Emperor Swallowing Heaven is aimed at special physiques. However, how can there be so many divine bodies, royal bodies, and Tao bodies in the world?
In the eyes of most ordinary people and ordinary forces, the Great Emperor Swallowing Heaven has immeasurable merits and virtues, and is not inferior to the Great Emperor Wushi, the Great Emperor Void, the Great Emperor Hengyu, etc.
From behind, Ye Fan, Duan De, Heihuang, Lao Xiazi, Zhang Lin, and Yang Yi followed, witnessing Cao Ya's feat of touring the Eastern Wasteland with the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar in his palm. The same excitement, the same excitement made people couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The urge to scream.
"This is still the Great Sage. If it were a quasi-emperor, or even... a great emperor... what would that look like?" Ye Fanyuan thought.
"Haha, little Ye Zi, the Great Emperor doesn't need the Ji Dao Imperial Soldiers. He's not touring the Eastern Wasteland, but touring the universe!" the Black Emperor laughed.
"The Great Ancient Emperor..."
Everyone expects that these four words are enough to crush the eternal rivers and mountains.
"Those ancient royal families have probably awakened the sleeping Great Sage Ancestor and want to take control of the ancient royal soldiers to guard against possible attacks by Great Sage Cao, right?" the old blind man said with a smile.
"Let them also panic." Zhang Lin said. Although his body was rotten and smelly, and he would not be alive for long, he felt indescribable joy in his heart.
Yang Yi held his hand and hugged each other.
She didn't care about the red hair, black nails, or rotten smell, as long as the true spirit in the body was still the same person more than ten thousand years ago.
A moment of companionship is better than ten thousand years of loneliness.
"This can deter the ancient tribes, but it is definitely impossible to start a war. The royal family among the ancient tribes must have the great saint, and even the quasi-emperor, there is no shortage of ancient imperial soldiers. If we start a war, we have no chance of winning." Zhang Lin groaned.
"I plan to return to Yaochi, discuss with the current Holy Lord of Yaochi, and hold a grand meeting to invite the human race, the demon race, and all the ancient races to reset the order of Beidou." Yang Yi said softly.
"Isn't it too risky?" Ye Fan frowned.
In the Yaochi Holy Land, there are no saints in the contemporary era. An imperial weapon has no resurrection and is not controlled by a saint. Those ancient royal families are not so afraid.
Now that the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar is close to recovery, Cao Dasheng somehow managed to do this.
Moreover, the cultivation of the Great Sage can also frighten ancient creatures.
After the great sage is the quasi-emperor, and after the quasi-emperor is the ancient emperor.
"In our Yaochi Holy Land, there are also ancient saints who have been buried in dust." Yang Yi smiled sweetly and said, "It is difficult for even insiders to figure out the details of an ancient Holy Land."
Ye Fan suddenly realized that indeed, the Holy Land of Yaochi was created by the Queen Mother of the West, and the husband of the Queen Mother of the West was one of the nine Great Saints in ancient times, and the Prince of the West was the Wu Shi Emperor who dominated the most glorious period of the human race!
In such a holy land of Yaochi, Ye Fan would not think it was too much no matter what kind of trump card he pulled out.
After the discussion was completed, Cao Ya was informed via message.
Cao Ya had no objection.
Indeed, without the emperor's enlightenment, it would be inappropriate for the human race to go to war with the ancient races. Small-scale conflicts do not matter, and full-scale war must be avoided.
The Taikoo side also had similar ideas.
Otherwise, after the ancient tribes were born, it would not be the Valley of the Spirits that stood up to oppress the human race, but those ancient royal families.
He is simply worried about the ancient emperor's back-up plan and is cautiously watching the situation.
So such a grand event is an occasion for both sides to flex their muscles. If they want to avoid war and seize resources, but they don't have enough strength to back them up, what can they do?
In the world of monasticism, after all, the strong are respected and strength speaks for itself.
Yang Yi bid farewell to Zhang Lin with tears and returned to Yaochi.
"Alas." The old blind man sighed, not knowing what he thought of.
Zhang Lin was silent for a while, and then gave Ye Fan some guidance on how to practice Yuan Shu. With his limited life, he felt like he had to do something.
The ancient holy body is a very special physique of the human race. When it is completed, it can be called the Great Emperor.
Ye Fan was grateful, but he couldn't figure out emotional matters himself, so how could he be qualified to comfort others?
On the contrary, Duan De and Heihuang didn't feel anything at all. They muttered along the way, wondering what they were planning.
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In the Holy Land of Yaochi, after Yang Yi returned, the contemporary Holy Lord, Holy Maiden, etc., determined Yang Yi's identity through the sect's ancient books and other means. After a conversation, they were all surprised to learn Cao Ya's identity.
"It turns out that Great Sage Cao is really the ancient great sage from the time of Emperor Tuntian!" The Holy Master of Yaochi was surprised.
It seems that the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar has been revived to such an extent that the Great Sage Cao may have something to do with the Sky-Swallowing Emperor...
If the Holy Lord of Yaochi has some enlightenment.
As soon as Yang Yi saw this expression, she knew that she had misunderstood. After explaining, everyone finally understood.
But when it comes to the imperial soldiers' recovery to this extent, everyone is confused again.
As the Great Emperor's lineage, there are countless records about the Emperor's soldiers in the Yaochi Holy Land. That level of recovery is difficult for ordinary quasi-emperors to achieve. Although the Great Sage is powerful, it is still puzzling.
"Well, it is feasible for me, Yaochi, to be the host and invite all forces to gather together and establish order. However, you need to communicate more with Cao Dasheng, and you also need to communicate with the Huanggu Jiang family. , something really happened, the Western Emperor Tower, the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar, and the Hengyu Furnace, these three Ji Dao Imperial Weapons must be present!"
The Holy Lord of Yaochi sighed, she did not want to be the sinner of Yaochi's downfall.
If a grand meeting is really held, countless people will come, and the strong will not count them. Among them, there are many who have malicious intentions. You don't need to think about it, you will know that there are many.
Especially those ancient royal families, all of them have the background of suppressing the ancient imperial soldiers.
Regarding the notice from the Yaochi Holy Land, the Huanggu Jiang family immediately responded and strongly supported it.
We are both in the Northern Territory, and we should help each other in this time of great change.
Subsequently, invitations were sent out all over the Yaochi Holy Land, and a message was sent to the world, convening a meeting of all races to discuss the order of Beidou.
In the upper left corner of the invitation, there are three graphic imprints, a small tower, a jar, and a stove.
It looks ordinary, but all living beings know that it is the silhouette of the Western Emperor Tower, the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar, and the Hengyu Furnace.
The three great emperor soldiers of the extreme realm, no matter who they are from the royal family, will tremble.
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