In front of the ancient hall, there are three ancient big characters written, Shennongsi!

Time flies, and the hall that once gathered the most wisest in the world has fallen into silence. The heavy door has not been opened for a long time.

Under the erosion of time, the mottled traces are revealed and there is no longer the glory of the past.

But the hall is standing here, but it still gives Yi Qianmo a strong sense of oppression, as if it is declaring its former pride and greatness.

Yi Qianmo slowly stood up and walked towards the gate. Only then did he realize that the hall was very tall and even more majestic.

He stood in front of the hall like an ant. The stone steps were not prepared for him, and the gate was not prepared for him. He needed to leap to cross a world, like crossing a mountain.

Finally, he had to waste his power and came to the front door. Looking at the closed door, he excitedly tried to push it open.

As long as he goes further, he will be able to obtain the inheritance of Shennongsi and the grains of the Holy Way. The Pangu tribe will have the foundation and capital to compete with the Palace of Eternal Life!

With all my strength, the door did not move at all.

This made him a little anxious, and even thought about using Longque to open a hole in the gate.

But in just a moment, he gave up this idea and looked at the door in front of him. He knew that this should be the last test for him by Shennongsi.

He retreated, stood in front of the steps, and said loudly: "I need those seeds and those inheritances, I need them, just like I need your help!"

After saying that, he stood there motionless, but he looked at the gate, but his will was firm, just as he told the ancient god, I would not go to Yi Haoran's path.

"Squeak squeak..."

The door slowly opened, and the sound echoed in the hall, and he immediately walked in.

The hall was empty, with only hundreds of pillars that stood tall, showing the glory and glory of the hall. When he raised his head, he thought he would see something, but it was empty.

As he walked into the hall, the door immediately closed, and the empty hall was dead, but his eyes fell on the table in front of the hall.

There was a jade box on the table, but after the previous test, he did not worry anymore, but tried hard to calm down his excitement and let out a long breath until his heart completely calmed down, and then he slowly walked towards the jade box!

As he expected, when he took the first step, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he seemed to have entered another world.

This is an ancient battlefield, with countless ancient gods standing together, millions of huge numbers, they are uniform and in awe.

And in front of them, there was only one man, who was wearing white clothes, each with a sword, and a wine gourd hung around his waist.

Facing millions of ancient gods, he was not afraid at all. He held the wine gourd in one hand and pressed the hilt of the sword in the other hand, and fell into the center where the ancient gods were.

In this center, a tall ancient god holding a battle blade looked down at the man in white who had just fallen. He let out a long roar, waved the battle blade, and stabbed the man!

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!"

Accompanied by the shocking shouts of killing, the battle blade broke through the air, but the man in white withdrew his hand holding the hilt of the sword, but there was no contempt in his eyes.

His chic temperament was incompatible with the surrounding blood and energy. When the battle blade stabbed, he lifted the wine gourd, took out a bowl, and poured it into a bowl slowly.

It seemed as if he was not among millions of ancient gods, and no one wanted to fight him, but was drinking in the inn!

However, when he finished pouring the wine, he raised his head and his clever gaze pierced into the heart of the ancient god in front of him, saying, "Drink this bowl of wine, we are brothers, if we don't drink this bowl of wine, we are enemies!"

He put away the wine gourd, handed the bowl with one hand, and pressed the hilt of the sword with the other!

Just by pressing the hilt of the sword, everything was silent, and the surrounding qi and blood flowed backwards in an instant, and millions of ancient gods felt a chill.

A gust of wind blew across their necks, which was murderous intent!

If the king who lets the Buddha and theirs doesn't drink this bowl of wine, all the ancient gods will fall to the ground!

The ancient god who stabbed the battle blade suddenly stopped. The force that forced him to retract his body made his blood rush and his hands tremble slightly.

The battle blade was less than an inch away from the man in front of him. The strong wind blew by, and the wine in the wine bowl was sprinkled, but it did not flow out.

Choosing wine or sword. At this moment, the proud ancient gods clan hesitated in front of the man in front of him.

The king of the ancient god did not give up. His eyes were still full of fighting spirit. But he held the battle blade and could clearly stab it, but he did not dare to stab it.

The man in front of him had no flaws. He had a feeling that no matter which direction he stabbed him, not only would he have to fall to the ground, but the entire ancient god clan would also fall to the ground.

At the stalemate, the man smiled and said, "There is no such difficult choice. After all, you have never been my enemy, and I have never been your enemy, but I want to be your friends and I want you to be my brothers!"

The King of the Ancient God finally withdrew the Blade of War, and the fighting spirit in his eyes was eliminated bit by bit while looking at the man!

Yes, this man is too confident. Facing him is like facing the whole world, facing these three thousand worlds.

He took the bowl of wine, and from then on, the ancient gods clan was loyal to this man!

The scene in front of him was flowing, and the man did not let them down. The ancient god clan followed him to conquer the three thousand worlds. When he became the Dragon Emperor, the ancient god clan became the guard of the Dragon Emperor!

Despite his strength and no one can beat the Three Thousand Worlds, they still became the guards of the Dragon Emperor. This is a glory!

The former ancient god clan had no faith, and until the man appeared, he became their faith!

The glory of the Supreme Dragon Palace even brought this man to the altar. They began to have faith and began to use their own strength to fulfill the dream of equality of all beings.

Until that day comes...

The ancient gods clan could never have imagined that the strongest man in the Three Thousand Worlds would actually die, and his way of falling was even more unacceptable.

In front of his enemies, he did not raise the sword in his hand, he did not resist!

But the ancient gods will not surrender. They are the guards of the Dragon Emperor. They will swear to defend the Dragon Emperor to the death and defend the faith they just had.

On that day, the Dragon Emperor fell, and on that day, the Supreme Dragon Palace, which symbolized the highest, collapsed. It was also that day, in order to defend their faith, the Dragon Clan and the Ancient God Clan killed corpses and blood on that land, but they were defeated!

When they learned that the Dragon Emperor was so tying and did not resist, their faith collapsed and they felt like they had been betrayed.

He was stabbed by the person he trusted the most, and the sword penetrated hard into their hearts!

They are not afraid of blood flowing, they will fight to the last moment of their lives to defend their faith.

But what else can they defend when faith collapses?

That day, the three thousand worlds resounded with the woe of the dragon soul, but the ancient gods still fought to the last moment, and they fulfilled their promises!

As the picture changed, another scene appeared in front of Yi Qianmo's eyes. Only then did he realize that the time when the Dragon Emperor faced the Ancient God King was not the first time he had visited the Ancient God Clan.

Before this, the Dragon Emperor had also come, and the one who wanted to conquer the ancient gods that time was a super ancient tribe from the Three Thousand Worlds.

This war has been fought for a long time. This super ancient clan wants to take the ancient gods as slaves and make them swear to be loyal to death. However, the ancient gods are not willing to compromise and they do not become slaves to anyone.

Until the arrival of Dragon Emperor!

No, at that time, he was not called Dragon Emperor, but Yi Haoran. He used the sword in his hand to help them win the war.

When they asked Yi Haoran what he wanted, Yi Haoran didn't want anything, so there was that battle!

Yi Haoran took out the wine in one hand and pressed the hilt of the sword with the other!

He was telling the ancient gods that I have a sword that can conquer you, but I would rather use wine to make friends with you!

……………………

The picture turned around. On the day when the Supreme Dragon Palace was destroyed, a young ancient god clan became a deserter. Under the threat of death, he abandoned his tribe and fled from the battlefield.

But no one blamed him, but instead opened up a bloody path for him and allowed him to survive.

He wanted to return to his own world, but found that the tribesmen in the world had already been slaughtered!

The enemy kept chasing and fleeing. The three thousand worlds were nowhere to stay. He had to come to this bloody ocean and enter the deepest part of this ocean.

He restrained all his breath, wanted to avoid the pursuit, and survive, but here he saw a stone tablet.

The stone tablet reads: "Under my sword, all beings are equal!"
Chapter completed!