I am a Corpse Collector in the World of Immortal Cultivation

In the fairy world, in a beautiful manor in Zantian City, Mu Xiaojin was lying on a soft chair, wearing a pair of black sunglasses, and a cup of milk tea polished with fairy medicine was placed on the small table beside her.

The younger generations of the Chen family were playing around, playing and bustling, but they looked peaceful and beautiful.

She seemed to be in a good mood, humming a ditty, and drank one cup after another of the priceless top-quality milk tea.

"Mother!" Chen Xi emerged from the sky, and instantly appeared in front of Mu Xiaojin. He called out in surprise.

"It's almost the end of the world, how can you still enjoy it? Speaking of which, why have I never seen anxiety on your face since you came back?"

Chen Xi was very curious, the day of destruction was approaching, but his mother seemed heartless, leisurely enjoying all kinds of scenery under the revolution of technology and aura.

"Anxious?" Mu Xiaojin lowered her head slightly, half pulled her sunglasses, revealing a beautiful eye, and said with a smile:

"Since they are all about to die, why are you still anxious? Why don't you just enjoy it? Don't tell me, cultivating immortals is modern, and it has a special flavor. By the way, I will go out with my mother tomorrow. I heard that our family has opened a new shopping mall. , the clothes inside are pretty good, they are all custom-made, and they are all limited editions."

"..." Chen Xi cursed inwardly.

"Mother, you are so open-minded. Is it because the father has already prepared for it? Tell the child the truth, is he holding back some big moves?"

The youngest son leaned into Mu Xiaojin's ear and whispered, expectantly.

"You have to ask your father about this. I haven't seen him for tens of millions of years. If he leaves the customs, you should inform me immediately." Mu Xiaojin waved his hand, keeping his mouth shut.

"Forget it, anyway, when disaster strikes within a million years, father will definitely appear." Chen Xi was a little disappointed. He was soft-spoken these days, but he still couldn't hear any useful news from his mother.

"I..." He was about to speak again.

suddenly.

Boom!

At this moment, the world shook.

Above the entire fairy world, a boundless sky appeared, and almost everyone could see it when they looked up.

"Who is that?" Countless people looked at the man in white in the sky, wondering.

The man in white turned his back to the sentient beings, he was very tall, and he was playing with a dilapidated broken sword.

In the manor, Mu Xiaojin who was drinking milk tea wearing sunglasses suddenly sat down, staring straight at the man in the sky, and then smiled brightly:

"He's out!"

"It's father!" Chen Xi was slightly stunned, but then he was ecstatic.

Sure enough, when the man in white in the sky turned around and smiled at the camera, his slightly handsome and youthful face was exposed to everyone's eyes.

"Emperor of Heaven!" Many people recognized it immediately, shouting excitedly.

The long river of history is vast and long, but there are only a few people, even if they have not manifested or died, they have always lived in the hearts of all living beings, becoming role models and existences of admiration.

Emperor Zantian, deservedly, is one of them.

Some people were half a beat slower, and it took a few breaths to react.

"The Burial Emperor!"

Immediately, earth-shattering shouts spread in the fairy world, and all living beings boiled.

After several epochs, the resounding, invincible Emperor Zantian, who had suppressed for several epochs, appeared again and returned!

"I have always worshiped Emperor Yetian as a god, and even belittled Emperor Zantian, but today I saw his true face, and I found that he didn't seem to be what people thought. He lay flat, and there was no regret or pity in his eyes, very bright , looking at him, I can always give birth to the light of hope!" Someone looked at the true face of the emperor, lost his mind, and murmured.

"In the era when Emperor Zangtian was away, some of us may have belittled him, but when he really came back, we all felt excited, and the blood on his body seemed to start to boil!" A real fairy flushed with excitement. , feel hearty.

"Yes, the epic years and legends that belong to Emperor Zantian always make me excited. We have all lived for a long time, but in him, I can always find the shadow of a boy."

Countless strong men are praising the Heavenly Emperor.

They were disappointed by the disappearance of Emperor Zantian and "lay flat", but when the other party really appeared, almost all of them were excited and ecstatic from the bottom of their hearts.

"When the Emperor of Heaven was away, we were puzzled, disappointed and complained, but when he really came back, all our emotions were condensed into joy!" A fairy king nodded heavily and laughed.

"Speaking of which, where is the Heavenly Emperor, and what is the origin of the broken sword in his hand?"

After being excited and joyful, all sentient beings came back to their senses. Some people looked at the sword in the hands of the Emperor of Heaven and asked doubtfully.

But except for a very few people who know the truth, no one can give the answer.

Of course, when the sky appeared, it was to declare to the world.

Boom!

The number one person in the world, Emperor Yetian appeared, and he stood under the sky with a complicated face.

When he saw Chen Shen casually grabbing the Dao Remnant Tool just now, his heart was greatly impacted and he was extremely shocked.

But now is not the time for him to be curious and doubtful, such a great achievement, such a handwriting, must be publicized!

He also respects the Emperor of Heaven, was once the hope of the fairy world, and he will never be narrow-minded or hide it.

When someone really stood up and carried forward for all living beings, he had to do so and disclose the deeds of that Heavenly Emperor.

"The sword in Emperor Zantian's hands is the chief culprit who swept through the Twilight Domain for thousands of years!"

Emperor Yetian's voice spread throughout the fairy world, and everyone knew the answer.

"What? The culprit who caused me to wait so long is a broken sword?" Almost everyone was stunned and stunned.

They knew that catastrophe was inevitable, but they never thought that disaster is a broken sword!

However, Emperor Yetian's next words made them even more shocked, horrified, and delighted.

"The Broken Sword is in the hands of Emperor Burying Heaven, and the natural disaster has been resolved!"

"The Burial Emperor!"

At this moment, the emotions of all sentient beings were extremely high and excited, and many monks who were insane due to the calamity also froze in place.

The disaster that even Emperor Yetian was powerless, was resolved like this?

"It's him, he has such a temperament. He never explains anything to anyone, but he always surprises us and brings us hope. This is the real emperor of heaven! The most well-deserved burial emperor in the fairy world!" There is an immortal king Weeping with joy, he sighed.

They all thought that this man was lying flat, but they never thought that the Heavenly Emperor never gave up, and was still fighting for the way of life and creating eternal peace for all living beings in the world.

Now, the Heavenly Emperor has done it!

"Did the Zantian Emperor break the miracle and ascend to the Tao?" Jiang Xue suddenly appeared beside Ye Sisao, whispering.

Chen Shen too surprised her, what he did today was really unimaginable.

That broken sword is a Dao-carrying weapon, even if it is incomplete, it only exudes the aftertaste of Dao-carrying, but it cannot be resisted by a strong ten-jumper, otherwise Ye Sixiang would have solved it long ago.

"I don't know." Ye Siquan shook his head, he was never confused and horrified, and said in a deep voice:

"That guy gave me a very strong feeling. I'm not as good as him, but if he has become Zai Dao, he's too scary."

"Just wait and see what happens. I know that guy. Normally he wouldn't make a move. He must have a reason for doing what he did today." Jiang Xue nodded. deep.

"Young man, you are amazing!"

At this time, in the center of the Twilight Domain, Chen Shen was suspended in the sky. The broken sword in his hand became plain and unadorned, with no sharp edge, and all the black energy that had troubled the Twilight Zone for countless years was absorbed back.

It can be said that the Twilight Domain is now peaceful, and there is no power to decay.

Boom!

The figure of the highest and strongest of the Eight Paths appeared, and one of the old men was high above, looking down at Chen Shen, and said in a concentrated voice.

It seemed that he was being contemptuous, but in fact his whole body was tense and his expression was extremely dignified.

It's just because the young man in front of him is too surprising, or in other words, a little unbelievable.

"Even if the Taoist vessel is incomplete, with only the last lingering rhyme left, it is by no means an existence that we can touch, but this person is definitely not the ancestor of Taoism, but he did it." Among the eight people, the other said through voice transmission, with a full face. tension.

"We can only wait for the Patriarch to come over, let's hold him back first." They discussed carefully.

"Little friend, I don't know your name?" The eight people became friendly from being contemptuous and unattainable at the beginning, and a woman among them laughed.

"Chen Shen!" Chen Shen looked over and chuckled, still playing with the Broken Sword with his left hand, seemingly a little loose.

"That's Zaidao Sword, how did you manage to suppress it!" the woman asked again.

Chen Shen looked at the broken sword in his hand, looked up again, and said with a smile:

"Do you want to inquire about my cultivation strength, or do you want me to put it back and let it bloom the last trace of the aftertaste?"

The woman's complexion changed slightly, and she said with a smile:

"Little friend was joking, I'm just curious."

Boom!

Just as Chen Shen was about to speak, suddenly, a shocking wave came from afar.

There are five figures like gods and demons coming together.

One of them looked indifferent, and when he saw the sword in Chen Shen's hand, his eyes became colder.

He immediately swung his spear and stabbed Chen Shen.

Rumble!

The brilliance of Zaidao shone like a panicked black sun, time and space were distorted, and the universe was overturned. This boundless starry sky was weak, and several bright starry fields were extinguished along the way.