Quietly sign in for 100,000 years, the emperor begs me to be born

One hundred thousand years!

This is a terrifying number.

It is said that only demi-god masters who have cultivated the 28th level of the Tao realm and shattered the vacuum realm can live for such a long time.

He simply could not imagine such a state.

One hundred thousand mountains, one hundred thousand fairy mountains.

There are more than a million other large and small peaks.

The area is huge.

Although Tianzhu Mountain is visible in the distance, it would still take a lot of time to fly there.

Even though the emperor had advanced cultivation, he still flew for three days and three nights.

The golden-winged bull had stopped chasing him long ago.

Its territory is only the periphery.

Inside, there are many things it can't afford to mess with.

It doesn't dare to cross the line.

Along the way, the emperor fought with several ancient creatures, staining the emperor's robe with blood.

When he flew to a place millions of feet away from Tianzhu Mountain.

The spiritual energy in his body was almost exhausted.

Shaky.

Fang Jingtian in his arms had long been knocked unconscious by the dissipated power.

If the Emperor hadn't been using most of his power to protect him, he would have been reduced to a pulp by the invisible air waves. call...

Behind the emperor, a thousand-foot-long colorful celestial centipede with twenty-three pairs of wings was chasing after him.

This kind of celestial centipede, each pair of wings it produces is equivalent to the first level of the Tao realm.

The twenty-three pairs of wings are equivalent to the twenty-third heaven of the Tao realm, and can illuminate the strong men of the past realm!

It shook its head and tail, and as it danced, colorful poisonous mist sprayed out from its mouth.

This kind of poisonous mist is extremely poisonous, and it is impossible to resist it under the 20th level of Dao Realm.

If there is no heaven-defying poison-avoiding thing, within three breaths, the corpse will be transformed into nothing.

Even masters at the 23rd level of the Dao Realm must be careful when being obscured by these poisonous mist.

If it is contaminated, it will also corrode the physical body.

Under normal circumstances, the Emperor would have nothing to fear.

But at this moment, the oil was gone and the lamp was dry, and a strong wind blew out with his hand.

He was actually swallowed by the poisonous mist.

Then, it spread to cover them all.....

Fang Han lay on the bamboo chair and leisurely watched the scenes happening outside the mountain.

From the moment the emperor stepped into the Hundred Thousand Mountains to when he was surrounded by the seven-colored centipede, he felt as if he had been there in person and could see all the scenes clearly.

"Well, this Fang Chenxian is quite good, with a strong character, but for the sake of his son, he even ignored my iron rules."

"He is a good father, but not a good emperor."

Fang Han watched the colorful poisonous mist surrounding the father and son, constantly eroding Fang Chenxian's remaining body-protecting spiritual energy, without any reaction.

One hundred thousand years have passed. There are too many of his descendants.

The death of these two will not shake the foundation of his great new divine dynasty.

"After his death, his younger brother, Fang Guxian, should inherit the throne"

"His advocacy of governing the country with iron blood should make the territory of the Great New Divine Dynasty more open."

Fang Han withdrew his gaze.

No longer paying attention.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host, you have signed in for a whole hundred thousand years without missing a single day!】

【System upgraded successfully!!!】

【New feature enabled!!! 】

A series of system prompts sounded in Fang Han's mind

"Wuhu, has the system been upgraded?"

Fang Han raised his eyebrows.

He was really looking forward to the new system bringing him some new tricks.

【Ding! A new function of the system is launched, the random event function!】

【Complete random events provided by the system and get rewards! ]

When Fang Han heard this, he immediately lost interest.

I have received a hundred thousand years of rewards, but I still care about this little thing you gave me.

There are also events to complete.

With that kind of effort, wouldn’t it be good for me to fish?

When he thought of fishing, a fishing rod immediately appeared in Fang Han's hand.

He stood up and was about to go to the thousand-foot cold pool behind the mountain to catch a few thousand-year-old snow dragon fish.

【Ding! Trigger an event and save your great-great-grandson Fang Jingtian to gain 100 years of life.】

【Ding! Trigger an event and save your great-grandson Fang Chenxian to gain 500 years of life.】

"kindness?"

Fang Han's footsteps paused.

Listening to the voice of the system in his mind, his hand holding the fishing rod trembled a little. It has been a hundred thousand years, and although his cultivation has reached the sky, his longevity has gradually dried up.

According to his calculation, he can only live for about ten years before his soul decays and his body becomes extinct.

Over the past 100,000 years, he has received numerous rewards for signing up, and he has eaten many of them. After taking it for a long time, the potency of the medicine decreased sharply, but he didn't care at all, even if it only increased his life span by one day, he would still take it.

"It’s all my fault that the damn Saint of Taiqing Holy Land cursed me so that I couldn’t practice at the cost of the entire Holy Land’s blood sacrifice!"

"Otherwise, I would have become a true saint by now! Why worry about longevity issues?"

Thinking of this, Fang Han's nose was so angry that he was crooked.

Back then, he was fighting in all directions and when he was attacking the Holy Land of Taiqing.

The most magnificent Saint of Taiqing actually cursed Fang Han at the expense of the entire sect's blood sacrifice.

Let He can't improve his cultivation through practice.

If it's just that, it doesn't matter.

He has received countless rewards for signing in for so many years, and it is easy to get rid of a curse..

Unfortunately, people are not as good as God.

Before she died, the saint Taiqing was pregnant with the child of destiny who would occupy the destiny of heaven and earth for the next hundred thousand years.

This move directly triggered the curse of heaven!.

It is difficult to resolve the transcendent level rewards.

Because of this, Fang Han stopped and retreated to Shiwan Mountain. Over the past hundred thousand years, he had cultivated to the sub-god level by relying on the magic medicine and holy medicine obtained by signing in.

Yuan 100,000 years.

But in the future, it will not be solved by taking medicine, so he can only rely on the mountains and rivers and gradually fall in love with this kind of life.

"Very good! Save them both, and I can continue my legacy for another six hundred years.���Yuan, and can be leisurely and comfortable for another six hundred years!"

Fang Han's eyes shone brightly!

Brush!

Fang Han stood up from the chair.

He tore the void in front of him with one hand!

Stab!

The flat void seemed like a piece of rag, and he tore a big The hole.

Then, he found the coordinate point where Fang Chenxian was and stepped over it.......