Everyone knows that it is impossible to oppress the fragments of emperor''s sword by strong means, otherwise it will end up being robbed by Emperor''s sword.


    All the powers looked cold and could not see any happiness, anger, sadness and joy. I didn''t know which of them had something to gain. They all said nothing and called for the remaining two pieces of imperial sword.


    There is chaos here. Everyone is looking for fragments of emperor''s sword. This kind of utensil can''t be robbed. We can only communicate with it, otherwise even the strong will be beaten to dust.


    "Amitabha!"


    The old monk Huang Mei recited the Buddha''s name, and the Zijin Buddha bridge under his feet was extended. A flow of the purest and peaceful belief power surrounded the last fragment of the emperor''s sword.


    The old monk is a profound Taoist. His body is shrouded by a Taoist Buddha ring, which sets off his treasure and solemnity. The bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas in the sky are manifested on his head.


    They recited the ancient scriptures and communicated with the imperial sword fragments, hoping to introduce them into Buddhism and become a protector of Taoism.


    "Boom!"


    A big tripod went up and down. The mysterious middle-aged man shot and urged the weapons. Various patterns appeared on the tripod wall, including ancient ancestors, flowers, birds, fish and insects, wind, rain and lightning.


    This contains a kind of vitality when all things first opened up, turned into an immortal essence, flowed to the fragment, and it needs to be repaired.


    "Bang Dang!"


    The strong black robed men from the underworld were unwilling to fall behind. The ancient coffin trembled and sounded a funeral Sutra, like mourning and paying tribute.


    All the powers moved together and developed their means to compete for the last fairy ruler. No one knows who the first four pieces fell into.


    Normally, it should also fall into their hands.


    "Boom!"


    The old monk offered a bowl. The light of the Buddha shines brightly. There are many runes inside. The font is like a real dragon and a unicorn.


    The middle-aged man was unwilling to fall behind. All spirits on the big tripod appeared together, resonated with the fragments of the emperor''s sword, and wanted to be recognized by it.


    In this place, the divine wind howled, the gods showed their magic powers, called the wind and rain, set down the altar and conducted a supreme competition.


    Qin Feng frowned, and the emperor''s fragment he got ran away again, as if he had spirit and didn''t recognize him.


    "What''s going on?" a puzzled voice from LAN Zidu came up.


    He also arrested a fragment of emperor''s sword, but like Qin Feng, he fled again.


    "Maybe because we don''t belong to the people of this era, we can''t get the things of this era." Mu Xiaoxiao was silent for a while and said, "especially some things that can change the general trend."


    "So, we are just a witness of this era and can''t do anything?" asked Han Sheng.


    "This... I don''t know." Mu Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "this is what my father told me. We can''t change some big events related to this time and space in this time and space."


    Then Mu smiled and said, "the fragments of emperor''s sword come from a great source and have a great impact on this time and space. Even if they were born, they should fall into the hands of people in this time and space according to the historical development track."


    "Miss Mu''s inference is not unreasonable. We don''t belong to this time and space, and we should and can''t take away the objects that are closely related to the development of this time and space." Lan Zidu nodded slightly and immediately smiled bitterly: "it''s really helpless to see that we can''t take it!"


    Qin Feng''s eyes flickered slightly. If the imperial sword fragments could not be taken


    What about the Yellow talisman he just saw!


    What is the purpose of these people who have embarked on a special road to gather here because of this case?


    Flashing eyes, slowly coagulated, and then whispered, "we should go to another place."


    "Another place?" Lan Zidu, Han Sheng and Mu Xiaoxiao looked at him in surprise.


    "This case wants to lead to the true meaning of the truth." Qin Feng said.


    "What do you see?" Mu smiled and asked quickly.


    "A yellow talisman." Qin Feng said, nothing to hide from the three of them.


    "A yellow talisman?" there was some doubt in LAN Zidu''s and Han Sheng''s eyes. Mu Xiaoxiao''s pretty face suddenly changed. Staring at Qin Feng, his tone was a little eager: "did you see that yellow talisman?"


    "Not sure." Qin Feng shook his head and said, "but one place can prove it."


    Several people retreated silently. They didn''t want to be involved in the last storm and appeared in another ancient land of the cemetery.


    This place is extremely desolate and overgrown with weeds. It is half a person tall. At the end, it is vaguely visible with a tombstone.


    Several people looked at each other, nodded and walked towards the tombstone.


    Quiet, extremely quiet, not even insects, songbirds, dead silence, only the sound of the soles of the feet stepping on the place.


    After witnessing the previous chaos, it is disturbing to suddenly calm down now.


    However, the four are all art experts. They are bold and will not be frightened.


    They walked through the weeds and came to the tombstone.


    This is a simple tombstone. If you put it in the grave, no one will look at it more.


    But Qin Feng determined that it was the tombstone, with yellow talisman, Emperor sword, dragon horse, and the super existence suspected of becoming an emperor. They finally appeared here.


    "This tombstone has a strong seal." Han Sheng said.


    "There is really a strong seal. It''s hard for the four of us to break it." Lan Zidu nodded.


    Suddenly, there was a violent and strange wave in the distance, and the four turned their heads quickly


    There was a big mountain lying across the void. A huge red dragon circled and disappeared in an ancient cave.


    The emperor''s Mount, the dragon horse.


    It was the huge red dragon that had manifested earlier. It lived here. The huge fluctuation calmed everyone. The four people trembled and faced each other cautiously.


    The four people were silent for a while. This close observation found that the dragon horse was not the real body, but an immortal essence, wrapped with a brand.


    It is not a living body at all, but a mark left by the emperor''s mount.


    If you think about it carefully, even a generation of emperors have come to an end. How can his mount live to the present? It must have become the dust in the years.


    This mountain is shaped like an ancient tomb. It is a tomb dedicated to the burial of dragons and horses. It hangs between heaven and earth and is majestic.


    In fact, this horse died before the emperor. Even if he went against the sky, he was not the emperor. He could not live longer. He failed to accompany the emperor through the last period of time and fight on the immortal road.


    Long ago, it was the emperor who buried the old horse in the Loess and erected a monument for it.


    "If you can''t break the seal here, it won''t help to find here." Han Sheng said.


    "What should I do?" Mu Xiaoxiao was anxious. He finally got close to the truth about the curse, but he couldn''t get in.


    "What if we add the three of us!" suddenly, there was a light laughter, and three figures fell from the air.