You Guys Keep Imagining, I'm Really Becoming an Emperor!

Ye Changqing transmigrated to the Tianyuan Realm, still in his mother's womb when he awoke. He discovered that his mother, Murong Ling, who was childhood sweethearts with King Wu, was merely a ...

Chapter 128 Stealing the Origin of the Great Dao!

Everyone felt that the flow of spiritual energy in their bodies was blocked, and faint arcs of lightning kept striking their bodies.

After reaching 300 meters along the ancient road, it was basically impossible to move forward.

The pressure and thunder punishment here are extremely terrifying, and can kill a late Tianxuan cultivator in a sudden move.

Huangfu Qi looked at the remnants of the defeated troops of the five great sects and sneered, "I thought you were so strong, but I didn't expect you to be just a bunch of losers hiding in the ancient road."

Jin Han's face turned ashen, looking extremely ugly. He said in a cold voice, "If it weren't for those three spiritual techniques, I would have killed you long ago."

"Alright! Then I, the Holy Son, will not enter the Ancient Road today. I will surround and kill you at the entrance. If you have the guts, don't leave."

Huangfu Qi's expression turned cold, and he stood a hundred meters away with two true disciples of the Chunyang Holy Land.

"In that case, let's all block the entrance. Opportunity... is not as important as dealing with the disciples of the five major sects." Xu Yun also grinned.

The most important thing is that according to the qualifications of the Son of God, he can go deep into the ancient road. If they can get rid of Jin Han, then... they can kill two birds with one stone.

Moreover, he knew himself very well and it was difficult for him to enter the depths of the ancient road. His current strength improvement was all thanks to the Son of God.

The key is to show your useful side.

"Sounds like a thunderbolt."

The long sword was inserted into the ground, and the three true disciples of the Divine Sword Sect looked indifferent, ready to kill them.

This is a good opportunity.

Seeing this, Su Qingyun also brought the spirits of three skills to block the entrance.

This group of people wanted to kill the descendants of their Su family, which made him feel very depressed.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing walked leisurely into the depths of the ancient road.

Feeling the ancient and vast pressure, the body is constantly being cleansed.

Four hundred meters...

Five hundred meters...

Six hundred meters...

Very relaxing.

The strength of the physical body has also increased by one or two million pounds, which is indeed an opportunity for ordinary Tianxuan realm, but Ye Changqing has already reached 20 million pounds.

“Boom!”

It seemed as if an ancient shadow emerged and appeared in front of Ye Changqing.

One, two...

Five in total!

Jin Han and the others watched the young figure disappear into the distance, their expressions extremely grim. "It's actually... the mark of a saint. Su Wen also received the saint's legacy when he reached 700 meters."

"It seems that the talent of this Qingyang Sect's Son of God is even more amazing than Su Wen."

If I had known that Xu Yun and the others had made such great progress, I would not have taken action at the entrance. Anyway, this Ye Changqing had also been subdued by the ancestor and was considered a member of their five major sects.

He deduced this from the various things that happened before his ancestors and told them not to attack Ye Changqing.

Therefore, even if they obtained the inheritance of the saints, it still belonged to their five major sects.

But now, not only did he lose some men, but he was also blocked at the entrance.

I'm afraid only the ancestor can rescue them.

The difference between the two sides is obvious.

I am afraid that my status as the Son of God will be shaken.

If Ye Changqing leaves Qingyang Sect in the future, it is estimated that the five major sects will compete to establish him as the Son of God.

Huangfu Qi and others were also a little surprised. Although they knew that Ye Changqing was talented, but... not only did he walk only 700 meters, he also activated the five marks of the saints.

This is somewhat surprising.

"Luckily, he's a prodigy from the same faction. If he were a hostile one, it would be too troublesome."

"With the descendants of the Su family and Ye Changqing, the future of the Qingyang Sect... is hard to estimate."

He glanced at Su Qingyun beside him. The three spirits of the martial arts, what level of divine objects did he get in the Taoist Palace?

I feel extremely palpitating.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

From deep within the ancient road, there were bursts of buzzing sounds.

Five hazy figures appeared in front of Ye Changqing.

Their spiritual sense kept scanning Ye Changqing's young body, and surprise appeared in their eyes.

Because... he bears the aura of an old friend.

Moreover, his physical strength has reached the strength of two dragons. The key is that he is in the middle stage of Tianxuan and there is still room for improvement.

He also vaguely grasped the Dao domain.

Even when they were young, they couldn't reach this level.

One of the gray-haired old men waved his hand, blocking all the prying eyes, and smiled calmly.

“I never thought that after countless years, I would still be able to meet the descendants of my old friend.”

"However, none of our inheritances are suitable for you. The skills you possess are beyond the Saint level."

Ye Changqing did not activate the concealing technique, so they were able to sense that he was an innate divine body.

After all... he doesn't practice, but he can pass on the skills to the disciples of Qingyang Sect and Su Family for practice.

"If you seniors are willing, I can take your inheritance with me and pass it on to the right person to practice."

One of the Saint Marks smiled and said, "Of course you can."

"It's a pity that we waited here for the right offspring back then... they were too rare."

"In this case, why not carry forward our heritage?"

"In the future, if you meet the ancestors of the Su family, please say hello for us."

"The Five Saints of Qishan lived up to our trust and kept the Celestial God Clan out of the Lingyuan Realm for a hundred years."

"Also, if you meet any of my descendants from Qishan in the future, please take good care of them."

Upon hearing this, Ye Changqing was filled with awe. It turned out that these powerful saints had also perished in battles with the gods.

"My dear seniors, if I meet the descendants of Qishan in the future, I will definitely help them with all my strength."

"But... I don't know if the ancestor is still alive."

The gray-haired old man curled his lips and said, "Everyone will die, but that old guy is definitely not dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, the five saint marks turned into five streams of light and poured into Ye Changqing's sea of ​​consciousness.

Mysterious and profound scriptures continue to emerge.

This is their practice method.

I felt a little excited. The ancestor of the Su family...didn't die?

But where has it gone over the years?

Even the ancestor Haoran has awakened from his slumber in ancient times and is settling accounts with those old guys in the Middle God Realm.

Why didn’t the ancestors show up?

"These things are not something I can spy on now."

Then he walked towards the depths, and the light of thunder punishment became brighter and brighter.

When arriving at the thousand-meter-long ancient road, Ye Changqing sensed the rich origin of the avenue inside.

The figure of the Black Fire Tribulation Spirit emerged.

"Sir, I've been waiting for a long time!"

He gave a faint smile.

This time... they are planning to seize the origin of the Dao here.

It was planned long ago.

"Cover up this world."

Ye Changqing spoke.

Flames continuously erupted from the palm of the Black Fire Tribulation Spirit, blocking out the prying eyes outside the ancient road.

Then, Ye Changqing took out the Qilin Sword, Hunyuan Knife, Longyuan Spear and Fangtian Halberd from the space ring.

The four weapon spirits condensed into phantoms.

He looked at the empty space a thousand meters away with a burning gaze.

“I didn’t expect that this secret realm is connected to the deep Thunder Dao of the Lingyuan Realm.”

Immediately, four figures began to devour the essence of thunder.

One hundred strands...

Three hundred strands...

A thousand strands...