History’s Strongest Senior Brother

Yan Zhaoge sat down with Zhou Haosheng. After a long silence, Zhou Haosheng asked: "Yan Xiaoyou said that he got a treasure. Is it related to the emperor and the holy religion?"

"I'm not sure." Yan Zhaoge said truthfully: "This is Yan's old hand from others, and the original owner of the treasure was once chased by the Guangming Sect."

Zhou Haosheng heard that a pair of snow-white long eyebrows suddenly rose slightly.

Yan Zhaoge continued: "After that, I figured it out myself, and I can feel that this thing should indeed be related to the Youming Emperor and the Youming Holy Church in the past."

Zhou Haosheng was silent again, Yan Zhaoge looked at him calmly.

After a while, Zhou Haosheng said slowly: "In fact, the old man did not know the truth about the emperor's fall."

After a pause, he added: "In addition to the emperor, the core senior leaders of the Holy Church at the time were mostly withered together, and the remaining people, few people with knowledge."

Yan Zhaoge frowned.

Among the strong men who emerged after the Great Destruction, You Ming Emperor Yin Tianxia was one of the top figures.

His fall was not a small influence, but even Youming Shengjiao ’s family members did not know the details and who was the opponent?

"Did the three emperors shoot? Or other characters called emperor siege?" Yan Zhaoge asked directly.

Zhou Haosheng's voice was much deeper: "The predecessors of all generations have guesses in their hearts, but they have always been unable to grasp the point, and we are unable to explore many things."

His eyes were faint, and the old and old stories came to his mind.

At that time, it was still the time when Youming Holy Religion was at its peak. Youming Emperor Yin Tianxia led all the strongmen to leave the altar, and it is rumored to be expedition to foreign land.

Everything seems normal, who would never be back.

The high-ranking seniors left behind in the Youming Holy Church tried to contact, but there was no news.

Until a certain day, Yin Ming, the great emperor of the Ming Dynasty, returned to the main altar of Youming Holy Church alone.

Before dying, teach the juniors to ask why, Yin Tianxia kept silent and wrote a weird rune in the void.

After he fell, the rune expanded into a black hole, sucking his body into it.

The building of the main altar of the Youming Holy Church collapsed on a large scale. The debris surrounds Rune and Yin Tianxia ’s body to form a huge mausoleum.

The mausoleum finally disappeared deep in the black hole, and the black hole changed and turned into a stream of light directly towards the sky.

Words emerged from the empty sky and earth, saying: "Separate each."

Everyone in the teaching was at a loss, but they also knew that their own sacred religion was robbed.

Since then, it was also famous before the Great Destruction, and in the upper realm after the Great Destruction, the more astounding Youming Holy Church gradually declined.

In the process of the rise of the Youming Holy Religion, a lot of hatreds were forged, and when the wall was weak, everyone pushed it down, and it became weaker and weaker.

Until the light and darkness split up, a huge behemoth disappeared.

Yan Zhaoge pondered and asked, "Expedition to a foreign land ... Nine Nine?"

Zhou Haosheng shook his head: "The details, the old man does not know."

He looked at Yan Zhaoge: "The corpse of the emperor, and all the treasures that may exist, are unaccounted for. Since then, among our descendants, there has been a legend about the tomb of the emperor.

Yan Zhaoge sucked his lips: "The meaning of Zhou Zongzhu's words, is this thing in Yan's hand related to the tomb of Emperor Ming?"

"The old man thought so." Zhou Haosheng said slowly: "The emperor died, and no relics were left. If it must be said, when the emperor's mausoleum was built, some debris scattered, maybe it was the only thing related to the emperor himself. Treasure. "

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, took out the half-black and half-white piece of metal, put it on the table, and then pushed slowly to Zhou Haosheng.

Zhou Haosheng's eyes suddenly burst into shocking brilliance.

He didn't reach for it, but his eyes became condensed as if he were watching the metal fragments.

In his pupils, there was a dim but condensed glory that flashed slightly, getting more and more faint, and finally turned into a deep and quiet darkness.

On the metal fragments, spectacles emerged, the white half became extremely dim, and the black half transmitted a dazzling brilliance.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge nodded secretly in his heart. When Zhou Haosheng was a strong man who cultivated at this level, he raised his hand and cast it in his feet. Sure enough, he had great power.

Half-black and half-white metal fragments kept shaking, centered on it, and the small space nearby had a tendency to collapse.

Yan Zhaoge and Zhou Haosheng were both refreshed: "Looking at this look, it's really weird."

After a moment of contemplation, Zhou Haosheng raised his eyes to Yan Zhaoge, his eyes revealing the colors of exploration.

Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, indicating that he could let go.

Zhou Haosheng immediately stretched out a finger and lightly touched the metal shard. The metal shard immediately refracted an unusual brilliance.

The nearby space collapsed completely, even forming a small black spot, from which the terror suction came out, vaguely like a void crack.

Zhou Haosheng shot to stabilize it, and then took something out of his miniature bag.

Yan Zhaoge looked closely, it was clearly a roof tile, the whole body was pure black, and it did not show a little gloss, as if it contained a profound power.

Only this black tile is broken.

Thinking of what Zhou Haosheng mentioned just now, Yan Zhaoge knew that this should also be the debris left over when You Ming Emperor Yin Tianxia died and built the tomb.

The metal fragments met the broken black tile, the two sides suddenly shook together, and the surrounding void was more unstable.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Haosheng took out two other things, including wood and stone, which were clearly similar in nature to black tiles.

These things were gathered together before, and there was no response, but now gathered around the half-black and half-white metal fragments, they all vibrated and transmitted a mysterious light.

Zhou Haosheng's brows spread out, and a smile appeared on his face.

Yan Zhaoge carefully observed for a moment: "Just like this, it seems that it is not enough to determine the location of the Tomb of Emperor Youming?"

Zhou Haosheng laughed: "It has greatly seized the opportunity, far ahead of the rebellion of the Guangming Sect."

Yan Zhaoge also laughed: "This is indeed good news."

In the dark and empty sky, the gleaming glory of the sky seemed to be guiding people.

Among the changes in space, Zhou Haosheng noted down, and Yan Zhaoge also noted down.

Zhou Haosheng woke up and looked at Yan Zhaoge, suddenly unable to laugh.

Although they are dead enemies to each other, both the Guangming Sect and the Dark Sect believe that they are the most orthodox descendants of the Youming Holy Sect.

For the relics left by the Youming Holy Religion in the past, Youzong Sect has always considered himself the most reasonable heir.

Needless to say, You Ming Emperor's Mausoleum, you must definitely want to monopolize such existence.

Although the current friendship with Yan Zhaoge is good, for Youzong Sect, they are more willing to compensate Yan Zhaoge in other respects, but they do not want to share the tomb of Emperor Youming.

The old man in white sighed, and suddenly a little worried.