Chapter 2229: Emperor Xuanyuan

As soon as he entered the cave, Su Yang felt the surrounding conditions suddenly change.
He entered the cave at the bottom of the sea, but after entering the cave, there was no sea water around him.
This cave, as if it were another independent space, was very dry and not flooded by sea water.
This cave is huge, as if hollowed out the mountain.
Around the cave, I don't know where the light came from, and the cave was clearly photographed.
In the depths of the cave, there is a stone platform. And on the stone platform, there is a throne. Above the throne, sitting an extremely majestic person, holding a long sword, is looking at Su Yang!
Su Yang didn't expect this to be the case, and he was taken aback for a moment, and he quickly bent down and bowed down: "Senior, the junior has no intention of offending. I just want to find the Xuanyuan sword left by the Xuanyuan Saint and protect the human world. There is no other intention. If there is any offense. Please forgive me for this!"
No one answered, the man still stared at Su Yang, and he couldn't see his emotions.
Su Yang said a few more words and was surprised when he saw no answer. I looked up and found that the person's expression had not changed.
Su Yang was a little puzzled. He took two steps forward and took a closer look, only to find that there was actually no look in this person's eyes. He was already dead.
Su Yang let out a sigh of relief, and his heart was shocked.
This person is full of powerful sacred aura. Could he be Emperor Xuanyuan?
Looking at the long sword in his hand, it is exactly the same as the legendary Xuanyuan Sword, this is Xuanyuan Sword!
"Sure enough, it is Emperor Xuanyuan!" Su Yang whispered, this time, he knelt down respectfully.
"Xuanyuan saint, junior Su Yang, came for the protection of the human world. Great disaster is coming in the human world, and the eight saints will enter the human world at any time. Su Yang has no other way but to disturb the saints and heroic spirits, borrowing from the saints. Power, once again bless the human world, hope the saint members!"
After speaking, Su Yang respectfully knocked his head three times, then got up and walked slowly towards the Emperor Xuanyuan.
While walking, Su Yang silently took the secret method taught by the masked man and began to collect the power of the saint.
At first Su Yang still felt infinite pressure, but as this set of secret techniques was used, this pressure gradually disappeared. And the power of the saint was also condensed little by little by him.
Su Yang was very excited. He did not expect that the secret method taught by the masked man would be so useful.
Condensing all the power of the saints inside, Su Yang has already walked in front of the Emperor Xuanyuan. He respectfully worshipped again, and then stretched out his hand and got Xuanyuan Sword.
The moment he got Xuanyuan Sword, a powerful force suddenly began to rush into Xuanyuan Sword.
Su Yang couldn't help being shocked, he looked at the Emperor Xuanyuan, the flesh of Emperor Xuanyuan started to shrivel.
The human body of Emperor Xuanyuan had transferred all the power to maintain the body to Xuanyuan Sword!
"Sage! Sages are not allowed!" Su Yang yelled: "If you do this, the physical body will cease to exist, and the saints will no longer exist. Saints are not allowed!"
Xuanyuan Human Sovereign did not stop, his physical body quickly shrivelled, but Xuanyuan Sword's power became even stronger.
In the end, the human body of the Emperor Xuanyuan turned into a pile of residual ashes, and the sword of Xuanyuan directly fell into Su Yang's hands.
Su Yang stood still, his eyes flushed.
This is the body of a saint, immortal, immortal, and perpetual.
Even if the saint died in battle, his body would not be damaged, he could exist forever and be worshipped by others.
But now, the Emperor Xuanyuan had transferred all the power to support his flesh to Xuanyuan Sword. All this is just to allow him to defend the human world.
At this moment, Su Yang's heart was truly shocked and moved.
This saint of human race has made life for the human world. In the end, even the power of the physical body was also sent, and this eternal saint turned into a remnant ashes, how can people not be moved?
In the other eight realms, is there a saint who has such a spirit?
Su Yang clenched the Xuanyuan sword, knelt in front of the throne, and respectfully knocked his head three times again.
"Sage Xuanyuan, Su Mou swears here. Unless Su Mou is killed in battle, no one can destroy the Human World!" Su Yang gritted his teeth and said.
There was no answer, the Emperor Xuanyuan had completely become a remnant of ashes, and the figure who had once reached the sky completely disappeared!
Before long, a cry came from outside. Immediately afterwards, Zu Long rushed in.
Seeing the remnant ashes on the throne, Zulong wept bitterly and knelt down.
Su Yang clenched the Xuanyuan sword, stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Since Su holds this sword, he must guard the human world. Senior, Su Mou!"
Flying with a sword, Su Yang quickly rushed out of Beihai and went straight to Qinghe College.
Falling into Qinghe College, Su Yang sat in the basement, running the secret method taught by the masked man, and began to collect the power of the saints in the entire human world.
In nine days and nine nights, Su Yang collected all the power of the saint.
At this time, in the basement, there was finally an abnormality!
Su Yang stood with a sword, and he knew that the saint of the Eight Realms was finally coming.
But, who will be the first saint to come?
The fluctuation in the basement lasted for a whole day, and finally, the sarcophagus of the Ashura clan opened.
A powerful pressure appeared quickly, and a man covered in black walked slowly out of the sarcophagus.
Every time the man took a step, a black mist appeared under his feet. Walking step by step, half of this basement is shrouded in black mist. In the black mist, there seemed to be countless existences that could drag people in and swallow them at any time.
The man saw Su Yang sitting in the basement and looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. He was slightly confused, but in the end he still dismissed it.
"I am Tu Yuan, a saint of the Ashura tribe." The man proudly said: "Hand over the artifact, I will retreat!"
Su Yang's face was calm: "I got the artifact from the human world, why should I hand it over?"
"What the human realm gets, can the human realm hold it?" Tu Yuan said coldly: "If you can't keep it, staying in the human realm will only bring disasters to you. Do you want to introduce disasters into the human realm? "
"Because we can't keep it, so we have to give the things to you?" Su Yang sneered: "It turns out that the robbery in the eyes of the saint is like this!"
Tu Yuan sneered: "You don't need to tell me these useless nonsense, just answer me, pay or not!"
"Although the human world is weak, it won't be humiliated!" Su Yang said proudly, "I want to take away the artifact, okay, let's go over my corpse!"
"Haha..." Tu Yuan sneered, "Su Yang, do you really think you can stop me with the Xuanyuan Sword of Emperor Xuanyuan? Did you know that under the saint, all are ants? That's the place where Jiansheng Ye is. I can also kill him with one finger. What do you use to stop me?"
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