Next, the prison fell into the quiet peace of the years.

There is no way, there are too many people carrying the burden to go to the prison of God.

Outside, there was a bigger storm.

The Red Queen killed many of the Red Emperor's clansmen, took away their fiefdoms, and gave them to her nephews and grandnephews.

He vigorously excluded dissidents in the court.

It's not that no one wants to kill the Red Queen.

They all disappeared inexplicably.

Some people say that the Red Queen is far more terrifying than the Red Emperor.

There are even rumors that the Red Emperor was plotted by the Red Queen.

In the blink of an eye, six thousand years have passed.

Qin Yuan's age reaches 30,000 years, and his magic power reaches 300,000 years.

I don’t know who planted it in Shenjing, but the flat peach that matures once every three thousand years ripens twice.

Qin Yuan ate twice as much as he wanted.

In the prison of God.

Qin Yuan was practicing the art of weapons as usual.

Over the years, he has quietly controlled countless Dao soldiers.

The Rise of the Red Emperor, the Immortal God.

Let him understand one thing again.

After all, it is not possible to fight alone.

Qin Yuan closed his eyes.

Countless points of light appeared throughout the world. From the origin star, they began to spread out to most of the universe.

Continue to expand, the blood sea universe, the bone universe, the light universe.

There are Tao soldiers controlled by Qin Yuan.

In terms of quantity alone, it is no less than the Dao soldiers controlled by Tiandao back then.

Open your eyes and everything disappears.

At this moment, a voice came from outside: "Someone has escaped from prison."

Qin Yuan saw Hu Feipan running away at a glance.

Qin Yuan didn't stop him.

Because Hu Feipan couldn't escape at all.

Not long ago, he recruited many experts.

Not long after.

Hu Feipan was captured and brought back.

Qin Yuan came to the cell.

Looking at Hu Feipan, who was beaten and covered with injuries, he said with hatred: "It's only been six thousand years, and I can't bear it anymore."

“This is the best thing to use”

Hu Feipan, whose hair was a little white, widened his eyes.

In all his years of living, this is the first time he has heard of someone using it for only six thousand years.

"Brother Qin, Master Qin, Grandpa Qin, it's six thousand years, not six thousand days."

After being imprisoned for so many years, Hu Feipan was on the verge of collapse.

At the same time, a powerful fluctuation appeared that had not been seen for a long time.

"Red Emperor"

At this moment, countless people stood up.

"Red Emperor wakes up"

Hu Feipan shed tears of excitement.

After waiting for so long, it finally became clear.

Qin Yuan looked in the direction of the Holy Ruins.

But a little lonely.

I am thirty thousand years old.

How many old opponents are there at the poker table?
Chapter completed!