Chapter 409 The Inheritor

The old ape reached out and took off the green hat on his head, looked left and right, and loved it very much. The mountain god is gone, please ask for more blessings! The old ape said. He pointed to the tall and dark stone tomb with his hand and whispered that this guy is not good...

"Do you want me to take things back?"

There was a dull sound in the stone tomb, and the stone tablet buzzed. The old ape looked in horror, covered the hat on his head with his hand, and smiled strangely, "You can't deceive Benshan God anymore." It turned into a breeze and disappeared...

"Young man, your name is Han Feng?"

"You... Who are you?"

Han Feng was surprised that the other party knew his name. Ha ha, do you want to know who I am? Come and have a look. The tall and dark stone tablet suddenly emitted a black light, covering Han Feng's body. He suddenly felt that his body could not move. Han Feng was shocked and made a knot in his hand.

"Fire!" Strangely, there is no white flame in his hand, "stringless." Yimu."...... Everything has lost its effect. He just wanted to use the magic axe. Suddenly, Qi* found that the place he was in had changed.

A black platform stands under the sky, and there is no sign of life in the void...

He found that his feet were empty and there was no support.

"Have I arrived in this stone tablet?"

"Ha ha, I have some insights."

A streamer flashed, and a figure appeared on the black platform. The man was dressed in a black crown, his eyes were like electricity, his head was as big as a bucket, and his expression was calm. Although he was just a virtual shadow, he had a momentum to dominate the world.

As soon as the visitor appeared, he stared at Han Feng. Ha ha, old friend, you are finally here. What he said was very strange. Han Feng said in his heart that I had seen you again.

The man waved his hand and suddenly had one more thing in his hand. Han Feng couldn't help but be shocked when he looked at it. Because what the other party has in his hand is the magic axe in his Xumi bag. The other party's eyes were staring and obsessive. He looked at the magic axe and muttered, "Old friend, long time no see! Alas, ten thousand years..." The magic axe is full of sound and sound, as if it were responding...

For a long time, the other party looked at Han Feng, who was in a daze, and said, "Ha ha, young man, don't worry. It's hard to help but meet old friends..."

It turned out that the old friend of the other party was this Xingtian. Could it be... Han Feng didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Young man, you're right." The other party seemed to know Han Feng's intention and said in a low voice, "Are you curious about my relationship with this thing?"

He didn't wait for Han Feng to answer and asked himself, "Do you know who I am?"

"Who is it?" Han Feng looked at the old man with the breath of a king in front of him and fell into doubt. Every move of the other party has a kind of atmosphere of a superior. How can ordinary people's graves be on the top of the mountain...

"I," the man in black lit his chest with his hand, and there was a kind of domineeringness in the air. "I am the master of this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains."

"You... Are you the Xuanhuang Emperor?

Han Feng lost his voice, and his eyes looking at the other party were full of shock.

I was the first Xuanhuang emperor of the Xuanhuang Empire. With the magic axe in his hand, he crossed thousands of miles, killed the demon world, forced the hidden world, killed all countries, and unified the whole Xuanhuang continent... Han Feng could imagine the spectacular scene at that time from his words.

The other party's words slowed down and his voice sank down. Although I made countless achievements, but... He paused and then said, I didn't expect that I was intent on killing, but I broke my original vow...

"What oath?"

Emperor Xuanhuang glanced at Han Feng, and there was a pain in his eyes. I was born in poverty. In the past, when he got this magic axe, he swore to him that one day, the poor people in the world would live a happy life. Unexpectedly, when I became the Xuanhuang Emperor in the sea of corpses and blood, I looked back and found that the people in the world were still living in the precarious days... Countless people abandoned their heads and became a ghost because of my so-called achievements... Alas! There was an unusual sadness in the old man's sigh, like the echo of history.

This has become a magic barrier for me. With this demon, I can no longer walk on the road on the way to cultivation... Therefore, when I died, I banned one of my three souls and seven souls in this Abi stone tablet. I suffered from ten thousand years of loneliness and could not go this far. With the atonement of great sins...

A burst of silence, a dead silence in the stone space. Han Feng can think of how painful it is for a person to be imprisoned for ten thousand years...

The man in black seemed to be countless years old in an instant. Suddenly, he frowned again, and his face was covered with smiles.

"Ha ha, do you know how I know you in this stone tablet?"

Han Feng vaguely guessed something. Xuanhuang Emperor stroked the Xingtian magic axe in his hand with a strange smile on his face. Since you first came to this martial arts mountain, I knew you were here.

"That's because of it." He pointed to Xing Tian in his hand, "I am its last master."

Although he was a little prepared, Han Feng was still shocked. Xuanhuang Emperor smiled and said, "You and I are the inheritors of the next world."

Fate is so ingenious. Ten thousand years of time and space, the two turned out to be the two masters of the magic axe. Looking at the other party, Han Feng couldn't help feeling a little small. The other party's cultivation is complete, and he is still wandering in the realm of gathering. The achievements made by the other party are beyond his own imagination, but he is still a cloth...

"Ha ha, don't underestimate yourself. Your future achievements are only higher than those of me."

Xuanhuang Emperor continued: "Although this magic axe is called Xingtian, it was not a thing of Xingtian at first. It was originally a thing that Pangu opened the sky at the beginning of chaos. Its power is absolutely unimaginable. Later, he entered the hand of Xingtian and showed his power in the era of gods and demons, subduing all demons and shocking the divine world. Later, he went crazy and fell into the world. Xingtian fell, but he could take breasts as his eyes and dance and fight with Qi, with the help of the energy of this magic axe... When your power can really use this punishment, why is it difficult even if it crosses the divine world and the demon world?..."

Han Feng was shaken when he heard this. Emperor Xuanhuang turned his words and continued to say, but he didn't expect his descendants to be unworthy, and now the world has become like this.

"Do you understand the current situation?"

With the old ape, I can still know one or two about the current situation. His eyes were bright, like a divine sword, and he stared at Han Feng and said, "Now the chaos in the world has been born. As the inheritor of the magic axe, you have the responsibility to calm down and let the people live a stable life."

Han Feng sighed and frowned, "Everything is easy to say. Although he has the intention to kill the thief, he is unable to return to heaven. The younger generation is now only the cultivation of the realm of gathering energy, and I'm afraid they can't enter the virtual world in this life. The world is stronger than the younger generation, such as the crucian carp crossing the river..."

Xuanhuang Emperor smiled, stretched out his hand to shake the black crown and said, "Who said that? Can't the body of the five spirits enter the virtual world? I can open up this world..."