Chapter 1498

"It's said that a long time ago, I don't know how long it was. The sky suddenly broke into a huge crack, revealing a dark and ferocious picture. A strong breath came in from the crack. It was a huge figure, dressed in a black robe. As soon as he came out, the breath would reach the whole Xingwu continent. The rough waves subsided because of his arrival. The roar of all animals is silent because of his coming. Even the two suns in the sky have lost their original colors.

After the figure like a monster came in, countless black boulders ran after him, smashed into the earth, and created huge holes. The whole world seemed to be in the end. Even fate had no way to take this guy. Before we could get close, we were overwhelmed by the guy's breath.

At this time, the guy suddenly raised his hand, took out a dark sword, and made a light stroke in front of him. The space was torn again. He went into the darkness, and then disappeared without trace.

The second before the darkness closed, the destiny rushed to the past, jumped into the darkness and disappeared... "

Just after the story, ye Ziheng felt something wrong.

"Is this story a fake? Isn't destiny still here, guarding the gate of the alien world? "

"I don't know, but I heard that the fate of heaven really disappeared for a long time, and it was during that time that an empire before our star Empire had a chance to rise rapidly and launch an attack on Dinghai island. But what I didn't expect was that the fate of heaven suddenly appeared on that day, and then the whole empire was destroyed with a wave of the hand Yes. "

"Forget it. Let's not talk about it. Let's take the immortal stone out of the country first."

And ye Ziheng came to the altar.

"Is the stone below or inside?"

"In it, but you'd better make a hammer first."

"Why?"

Ye Ziheng asked, the sword in his hand was ready to try.

"We used a lot of materials to make the altar. Even in the peak period, if I didn't attack him with special magic weapons, it would be hard to hurt the altar."

"So strong?"

Although he said this in his mouth, ye Ziheng's hand told the emperor clearly that ye Ziheng wanted to try.

"Whatever you like, try it if you want, but you'd better try a little harder. If there's nothing wrong with the altar, you'll break your bones first."

But ye Ziheng smiled quietly but shook his head.

"My bones are much harder than you think."

With that, ye Ziheng suddenly raised his sword and smashed it towards the altar, only to hear "Dang!" With a crisp sound, ye Ziheng's hands began to shake uncontrollably.

Ye Ziheng's teeth are tightly clenched, trying not to cry out, but his arm has already betrayed him, which is really not tenable.

"Well, it's not broken."

The voice of the emperor came slowly with a smile. Ye Ziheng had to bite his teeth and shake his head.

"It's OK. It's good. I'll have a rest."

The emperor couldn't help laughing, but he didn't laugh at ye Ziheng anymore.