The Tomb of the Emperor.

The long river is about ten thousand feet wide!

At a glance...no margin!

This is the edge of the Wilderness Emperor’s Tomb!

In the wilderness, dead trees will not grow!

As the long river spreads outward, it is a place of infinite wilderness, and at a glance... there is no end.

There are two people, one man and one woman, standing on the edge of this long river.

The sound of the long river water, the waves rushing and clamoring in my ears.

"Young Master, across the river is the tomb of the Emperor."

Feng Qing'er, standing beside Yan Feng, with a look of doubt in her eyes. Of course... this doubt is true and false.

If he is Feng Qing'er's identity, he would be wondering why Yan Feng wanted to come to this Emperor's tomb.

The identity of the Liuli Divine Emperor is puzzled... What is the relationship between Yan Feng and the tomb of the Desolate Emperor!

Could it be...

This person can really enter the Tomb of the Emperor?!

This is the Three Domes and Six Divine Emperors who cannot step into the tomb of the Desolate Emperor who has been unable to step into a hundred miles!

Yan Feng stood by the river, looking at the vast river.

The rushing water splashes layers of waves.

His eyes passed through this thousand feet and looked at the tomb of the deserted emperor on the other side.

The tomb of the Emperor of Desolation is dark.

The entire tomb of the Emperor of Desolation is full of sadness, and it is dead and silent.

This is the place where the body of the Emperor of Desert is buried.

This is the place where my father's burial is!

Yan Feng's eyes reflected the far-off Emperor Tomb, and there was a very complicated emotion in his eyes.

From the beginning... in the tenth realm of the Southern Heaven, Qianluo found himself and told him.

I... am the number one person in the Chaos World, and the only bloodline left by the Emperor of Desolation.

Yan Feng at that time had no feelings for Qian Luo's words, but he just felt that he had an extra vague identity.

Even if I came to the Holy Land later.

Even if I saw Dao Qingmu, even if I experienced all the things I had experienced.

The identity of the son of the Emperor of Desolation is always so unfamiliar to Yan Feng, just a code name.

The dead father is so strange.

Until...that day, in the world in the Soul Lock Tower.

The moment when the sword shadow penetrated into his body!

That figure, that face...the face that was seventy-sixth-sixth-sixth-same-same-something appeared behind him.

When the feeling of blood dissolved in water arose in my heart.

Yan Feng truly realized that... he was the son of Emperor Huang.

My father is the human emperor who once fought with Chaos, looked down on the world, and traversed all directions!

The wind whistled.

"Young Master, are you really going to enter the tomb of the Emperor of the Wasteland?"

Feng Qing'er, who was standing beside her, looked at Yan Feng's expression and said nervously at this moment.

"Of course we have to go."

Yan Feng spoke lightly.

But at this moment... there was a smile in his eyes!

Lord Luo Liqiong and Emperor Liuli were all looking for themselves, and wanted their secrets, all... they wanted their son, the desolate emperor.

Want this bloodline!

That being the case, such a secret...

How can it belong to your two families?

Since it is going to be messy, it is...it is more messy!

Yan Feng's mouth rose slightly...

Lift your hand slowly.

On the palm of his hand, there was a blood mark that appeared in an instant!

Blood comes out of the palm of his hand and floats in the palm of his hand.

"Young Master...you, what are you going to do?"

Feng Qing'er, who was beside him, saw Yan Feng doing this, with a hint of doubt and a look of surprise in her eyes.

Yan Feng, with a cold look in his eyes and a voice in the desert.

"Give them a reason to worship my father."

After the sound fell, the palm of the blood-stained palm suddenly grabbed!

In an instant, the blood in Yan Feng's hand soared into the sky in an instant...

In an instant, he was in a dim sky!

Feng Qing'er looked at the blood... There was a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

But in just a moment...!

The suspicion in the eyes became horror and shock!

boom!

This sound did not come from other places...but, the tomb of the Emperor!

A breath that threatens the world dispersed from the tomb of the Emperor!

The meaning of the emperor!

The meaning of the Emperor of Desolation!

At the same time, Yan Feng's blood that rushed into the sky also had a breath.

It echoes the meaning of the Emperor in this Emperor’s tomb!

This aura, with the meaning of eight directions, instantly swept across the entire Holy Land Nine Continents!

That Feng Qing'er was already stunned at this moment!

Even though she was the God of Glass, she never expected...

The person in front of him was actually... the son of the Emperor of Desert!

This...everyone wants to get the blood of the Emperor!

Yan Feng deliberately dispersed the aura of his son of the Emperor of Desolation.

The figure stands beside this river.

The wind blows the long fluttering hair.

He was wearing a white dress and danced left and right.

"You, but want to take me?"

Yan Feng did not turn around, but just spoke lightly.

This...is naturally what Feng Qing'er said.

Feng Qing'er, who was standing behind Yan Feng, at this moment... the light in her eyes shook after Yan Feng said something.

That's right... In fact, when Yan Feng exuded the meaning of the Emperor of Desolation, when Yan Feng admitted that the Emperor of Desolation in the Emperor of Desolation was his father.

The moment when the tomb of the Wilderness Emperor disperses and opens the Wilderness Emperor's intention echoes it.

Feng Qing'er's heart had already begun to think about taking action first.

She knew very well that she was the best time to do it at this moment.

If you missed this opportunity.

At most one stick of incense, this land in the deserted emperor's tomb will gather people from the nine continents.

The strongest people in Jiuzhou and those wicked men will never miss this opportunity.
To be continued...