Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 1810: Nobody

The hall is brightly lit and magnificent.

Those empty bowls, chopsticks and wine utensils gave people the feeling that a grand banquet was suddenly interrupted, and then everyone left in a hurry without any time to do any cleaning.

There is a sudden sense of astonishment.

Twenty dome columns, twelve on each side.

Going deeper, there are golden steps.

The steps climb upwards.

After the ninth level, there is a higher seat, which is divided into two seats on the left and right. The table made of gold is bigger, the wine utensils are more complete, and there are more dishes, each with a pair of chopsticks.

But on the golden futon behind the table, there is still no trace.

"Who is sitting in these two seats?"

Huge doubts surged in Lin Beichen's heart.

This is by no means the seat of the Holy Emperor.

From the perspective of specifications, their master status should be higher than that of the twenty-four ancestors.

This is strange.

According to the various legends that are circulating in the prehistoric universe today, no matter which version it is, there are no such two existences that surpass the twenty-four ancestors.

Are two people lost in the dust of history?

There are nine more steps above the high-level seating area.

Above that, a high platform.

The high platform is located in the deepest center of the entire hall, and it is also the highest point. Living on it, you can catch the demeanor of everyone in the entire temple at a glance.

This is the most conspicuous C position in the temple.

And at the front end of this high platform stands a huge golden screen.

The screen is divided into two compartments.

On the grid on the left, mountains and rivers are painted.

On the right side is a map of the universe.

The golden screen is translucent.

Afterwards, there was a tall figure in the haze, sitting on a prehistoric golden seat, holding on the armrest of the seat with one hand, his body tilted slightly, as if he was sleeping with his elbows propped up.

A powerful and bright aura emanates from this hazy and stalwart figure, like a bright sun above the sky, shining brightly in all directions.

Emperor.

The holy emperor of the human race.

When Lin Beichen saw it, his heart beat wildly.

He can be sure that behind the two golden screens, the figure on the golden throne is definitely the greatest powerhouse in this universe in history.

"We, see Your Majesty."

Li Chenyuan and the others, already bursting into tears with excitement, touched their foreheads to the ground in unison, and performed the highest standard gift.

Lin Beichen also knelt down to salute.

In any case, the Holy Emperor is recognized as the savior of the human race. Without him, the human race in the prehistoric universe might have become extinct.

From this perspective, Lin Beichen felt that even if he knelt in front of the emperor for three days and three nights, there would be absolutely nothing wrong with him.

Of all the people, there is only one who does not kneel.

It is Wu Shanglong.

Lin Beichen tugged at his robe.

He shook his head and said, "No."

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

Li Chenyuan turned his head and shouted angrily: "Speak carefully."

Wu Shanglong ignored him, stepped forward slowly, walked towards the steps, and said: "No, very wrong..."

"Stop him."

Li Chenyuan was furious.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

With the sound of breaking through the air, more than a dozen fanatics intercepted Wu Shanglong with lightning speed.

"In front of Your Majesty, no one should be presumptuous."

Li Chenyuan glared angrily, and said: "Since you are a descendant of the imperial army, you should know this, how dare you be so presumptuous? Why don't you kneel down quickly?"

If it weren't for Wu Shanglong's efforts to turn the tide several times during the escorting of the tribute, and if the imperial guards along the way had not recognized his identity, Li Chenyuan would have shot to kill him at this time.

Wu Shanglong showed a hint of helplessness on his face, and said: "You are wrong, the figure behind Cangsheng screen and Xinghe screen is not the emperor."

"Who the **** are you?"

Li Chenyuan held a sword in both hands, glared at Wu Shanglong, and said: "You are not a descendant of the Imperial Army, are you... an alien demon?"

For fanatics, it is absolutely unforgivable to face the words of blasphemy against the emperor. Li Chenyuan suddenly felt a trace of doubt in his heart.

Wu Shanglong sighed.

He turned his head to look at Lin Beichen and said, "Don't you believe me too?"

Lin Beichen nodded and said, "That's right."

I believe you ghost.

I already thought you had a problem.

However, after thinking about it, he still asked, "What's wrong? What did you see?"

Wu Shanglong was silent for a while, and said: "You can't stop me."

His strength is indeed very strong.

Grab the green dragon with one hand.

It is definitely the peak level of the new ancestor level.

Those present, in theory, no one can stop him.

Wu Shanglong said again: "If I have ulterior motives, I can attack you directly when you worship, kill all of you here, and then do other actions."

Lin Beichen raised his **** and rubbed the center of his eyebrows.

That seems to make sense.

"Don't trust him."

Li Chenyuan sneered, and said: "He must be afraid of something... This thief must be a foreign demon."

As a fanatical believer, the formerly rational and courageous young man in white finally showed his fanatical side. No matter how Wu Shanglong proves himself, he chooses to ignore them all.

"Alas."

Wu Shanglong sighed.

Status moves.

It's like a glimpse of light.

Before everyone reacted, he had already appeared in front of the two golden screens.

"Bold."

"Kill."

Li Chenyuan and other fanatics suddenly stared at each other.

As a subject, how dare you set foot on the emperor's platform?

Kill without mercy.

"I'll show you clearly."

Wu Shanglong shouted loudly, and pointed at the center of Cangsheng screen and Xinghe screen. The finger force of the peak new ancestor instantly caused layers of golden ripples in the air, but finally separated the two screens directly. Come.

The golden seat behind is exposed.

Lin Beichen took a look and was stunned.

Li Chenyuan and the others also froze in place at the same time, with shocked and bewildered expressions.

Because behind those two screens, on the golden throne, there is actually...

No one.

The golden throne is empty.

The stalwart figure seen through the screen before does not really exist.

"This... this..."

Li Chenyuan spoke incoherently, and fell into a huge daze.

Why?

His Majesty the Emperor... is not on the throne?

Lin Beichen's pupils also trembled crazily.

Before, I clearly saw the majestic figure like a **** through the screen, and also felt the majestic and vast aura. The infinite power radiated towards the entire imperial capital, the entire imperial star, and even the entire universe...

As a result, the throne is empty?

What did you see just now?

Judging from the horror of Li Chenyuan and others, the outside world absolutely did not know about this matter.

Everyone thought that the emperor was sitting in the temple, retreating on the golden throne, and firmly believed that he had never stepped out of the temple for tens of thousands of years.

But now?

What about people?

My human race is such a strong emperor, why did it disappear?

With a movement of Lin Beichen's body, he appeared on the high platform in an instant.

Take a closer look.

It can be clearly seen that the divine throne made of prehistoric gold is a work of art, exquisite and exquisite, and there are thousands of star maps on it. Although the stars are small in the golden sea of ​​stars, they are clearly visible.

When he used his eyesight enough, he made an even more astonishing discovery.

Even in the star reliefs, which are as big as the cross-section of a hair, there are thinner paintings. When the eyes are constantly zoomed in like a magnifying glass, you can see smaller mountains, rivers and rivers in the "stars" Mountains, forests, grasslands...

You can even see some cities, buildings, and creatures inside.

This...

Where is this golden seat relief?

It is clearly a top alchemy artifact.

On the earth, even with nano-scale robots, it is impossible to carve such microscopic images.

Only the top alchemy **** can create such a peerless artifact.

Lin Beichen realized that this golden seat is definitely not just a seat.

It must have a more subtle failure.

The ubiquitous power and light of power just now, maybe it was emitted from this throne?

But in the haze, what happened to that stalwart figure?

Is it related to these two screens?

Indistinctly, Lin Beichen felt as if he had grasped a crucial point.

But what is the specific, but still can not get rid of the last ray of haze.

It's like being on the front end of the climax, just a little bit short, but still unable to erupt.

"You two, come down quickly."

Li Chenyuan shouted from below.

Even if the Emperor is not there, the high platform is not a sacred area for others to set foot on.

"Not only weak, but also stupid."

Shaking his head, Wu Shanglong slowly came to the front of the golden seat, turned around, and was about to sit down...

Phew.

A sword light.

Splitting the void between him and the golden throne.

Lin Beichen held the sword with a serious expression, shook his head, and said, "You'd better not sit on it."

Wu Shanglong tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Why?"

Lin Beichen said: "Because you are not worthy."

Seeing this scene, Li Chenyuan and other fanatics breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Lin Beichen made a move to stop it.

Only this proven number one fanatic can stop Wu Shanglong.

Everyone is also ready to help.

Who knew that Wu Shanglong nodded cooperatively at the end and said: "You are right... Actually, I have no other intentions, I just want to find some truth."

Lin Beichen didn't say anything more.

His eyes fell on Cangsheng screen and Xinghe screen.

What is certain is that these two screens are also alchemy tools.

Like the Golden Seats, they are supposed to belong to the Emperor.

His gaze was numerous throughout the hall.

The biggest question now is where the Emperor went.

If not here, where is it?

Lin Beichen took Wu Shanglong down from the high platform, came to Li Chenyuan, and asked: "Head, what should you know, for example, where to put the tribute after it is delivered, how to put it Disposal?"

Li Chenyuan hesitated for a moment, and looked at the empty tables and dishes.

Lin Beichen was taken aback.

Isn't it a tribute to the Emperor?

What's more, some of the tributes are mineral materials, elixir and other things, so it's not appropriate to put them in a bowl, right?