The second emperor's words are very correct.

The levels of the Old Emperor, the Holy Lord, and the Human Emperor represent the limits of martial arts in the new era.

People at their level will not be easily killed.

Some people even spend a long time without any hope to survive, but because they break out of the shackles of the law, "death" becomes a kind of shackles.

According to common sense, the peak of the ninth level of Xuan Realm can live to about two thousand years.

But there are some people with special exceptions.

So far, there are three people, and according to rough calculations, they are more than three thousand years old.

The first one is the old sage master of the Xuanyuan clan, the second one is the founder of the Temple of Emperor Guangming, "Emperor of Light", and the third one is the mysterious leader of the balanced organization, "The Vegetable Garden Old Man."

Although these three people have long since left the peak of martial arts, their current combat power level has become unknown.

But! No one would doubt their unshakable position in the martial arts world.

This status does not only come from strength, but also a kind of prestige and achievement. Even the strongest and most controversial Dilongzaki cannot shake it.

Luo Feng and his group followed Xuanyuan Human Emperor and moved forward rapidly in the mountains and rivers.

After looking at the Xuanyuan Human Emperor in the golden chariot, Luo Feng was full of thoughts and had many questions in his mind to ask clearly.

Why did the fifth senior sister Xuanyuan Liuli leave the family? What is the current existence of the old holy master?

Has a warrior who has lived for more than three thousand years broken through the shackles of the Xuan Realm?

And how big is the world of the ninth level of Xuan Realm?

After all, whether it is the Human Emperor or the Second Emperor, they are all in their forties, but they already have their own imperial title.

Could it be that this is the same dimension as other powerful people born in the old era of Emperor Qi Changhe?

Even if the gap is big, how big can it be?

The Emperor Xuanyuan seemed to have seen Luo Feng’s thoughts and laughed out loud inside the golden chariot.

"Xiao Luo Feng, I know what you are thinking. Did you think the ninth level peak of the Xuan Realm is an almost inaccessible state, right?"

Luo Feng was slightly stunned, "Yes."

"But, if I tell you, it is actually not difficult to reach the ninth level of the Xuan Realm?"

"I mean from the perspective of talented geniuses like you and me, the peak of the ninth level of the Xuan Realm actually only takes a very short, very short time."

"Well," Luo Feng nodded and said bluntly, "Since he can reach the peak of the ninth level of the Xuan Realm in just a short time, why are the predecessors who have lived for thousands of years still staying in this realm? Can they break through the Xuan Realm?

Is shackle really that difficult?"

"Is it difficult?" Xuanyuan Renhuang thought a lot, "In fact, it is difficult to say that it is difficult, and it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult. When various conditions are ripe, it often depends on whether you are willing to abandon something."

"What does it mean?"|

Xuanyuan Human Emperor shook his head, "In a sense, he is no longer a pure self."

"The first thing you need to abandon is yourself, in short..." When he said this, Xuanyuan Human Emperor waved his hand, "Forget it, you will naturally know about such a heavy thing. I don't want to be this evil person."

Luo Feng frowned and did not continue to ask.

"We are coming," the old woman Xuanyuan Longqing in front reminded everyone.

The place where the sun rises slowly, it is called the sea at the end of the world.

The morning light dyed the calm ocean into golden ripples.

Only after seeing the crowd break into a transparent curtain barrier, a palace temple floating in the void suddenly appeared.

A historical atmosphere that hits Luo Feng and others are solemn and respectful.

"That is the imperial palace of the Xuanyuan clan, a ruin from the old era. Now it is regarded as an altar for sacrifice by the Xuanyuan clan."

Luo Feng looked at the palace temple, which was strangely steadily suspended in the void, and countless thick vines were like waterfalls, densely hanging on the modern city below.

The city streets are full of traffic, and they are all descendants of the Xuanyuan clan.

At this time, when everyone saw the Xuanyuan clan's iconic golden chariot come back, they stopped one after another and expressed their respect.

In front of a cake shop, Xuanyuan Imperial City and Xuanyuan Lingxue looked at each other.

"I'll be back so soon. My brother's efficiency is really fast," Xuanyuan Lingxue said.

"I wonder what the old saint is mainly about to meet Luo Feng?" Xuanyuan Imperial City frowned.

The old saint of the Xuanyuan clan has been in seclusion for a long time and has almost no longer cared about the matters of the Xuanyuan clan.

This time, the old Saint Lord Xuanyuan suddenly woke up and came out of seclusion. My twelve flags gathered in my family. He said he wanted to see Luo Feng, which made people really unable to hide their curiosity.

......

The golden chariot slowly stopped below the palace temple with green vines all over the sky.

The Emperor Xuanyuan got off the car.

"Dad," I saw only a 15 or 6-year-old girl pounced on the arms of Emperor Xuanyuan under the leadership of a beautiful woman.

"Oh, Yuanyuan, why did you get up so early today?" Xuanyuan Human Emperor picked up his daughter and gently kissed her fat face.

"This is the little brother Luo Feng that the old saint mainly meets?" The beautiful woman wearing a light blue long dress and outstanding temperament looked at Luo Feng and said.

"My wife is him," Xuanyuan Human Emperor nodded, and then said to Luo Feng, "The old lord is my grandfather. Although he has a strange temper, although I don't know why he suddenly saw you, I know very well, and I will definitely not.

It's too bad."

After pondering for a moment, the Emperor Xuanyuan said, "Go, go up along the green vine, the old Holy Lord is in this temple."

Luo Feng nodded and turned around and said to his master and others, "Wait for me, I will be back soon."

After saying that, Luo Feng followed the green vine up and finally appeared on the open space on the edge of the temple.

There has been a desert here, and the large area of ​​palaces is extremely decayed and decayed over the long years, as if they are blown away.

At this moment, I saw a person sitting in the entrance in front of me with a ragged body, gray hair and filthy hair.

"This is the old saint master of the Xuanyuan clan, one of the people who lived for more than three thousand years and broke the life span of the Xuan Realm?"

This old man looks like a beggar on the street, and he really can't see anything special.

His body curled up into a ball, shaking his body constantly, and was talking about something in his mouth, and his spirit seemed a little unstable and he was muttering.

Luo Feng frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Old Holy Lord?"

Without an answer, the old man still kept shaking his body. The eyes were extremely bright between his messy white hair, but they were covered with a layer of vague mist.

Luo Feng mustered up the courage to step forward slowly, and finally he heard clearly what the old man was repeating.

Those were a few sentences full of mystery. Listening carefully, it was not true. But if you carefully ponder and perceive, you seemed to see the great way of heavens displayed in front of you.

"Is it some powerful rune technique of the old holy lord?"
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