The Golden Lion Palace, the ancient starry sky road.
The great flame royal family peeped at each other, with a touch of hesitation and entanglement in their eyes, and finally entered the palace of an upper emperor, and retreated without getting anything. Afterwards, they had to regret it for a lifetime, but Continue to go deeper, and there are some sorrows. The miserable end of the upper king just now can still be vividly remembered. This Golden Lion Palace is by no means a good place. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a bit of murder. , It is possible to die! ! !
To retreat, to be unwilling, to advance, and to have lives in danger, is really a dilemma! ! !
Unknowingly, all the eyes of the great Yan royal family were focused on Yan Zhantian, the ancestor, and there was a trace of expectation in his eyes, hoping that Yan Zhantian, the ancestor could give them an idea.
"Make your own decision on this matter! Do you want to fight this one? Ask your own heart!!!" Yan Zhantian's face condensed with a serious face, "Don't worry, even if you just quit now, my ancestors I won’t blame you...
In the latter words, Yan Zhantian did not cheat. Anyway, there is Yang Fan, there are not many of them, and there are not many of them, and if anything happens to them, they can go back to some high-ranking and top-tier kings. Leave part of the heritage for the royal family.
A touch of determination flashed in Yan Zhantian's eyes, and he resolutely said to Yang Fan, "Young Master Yang, they are all based on their own hearts, and the old man is bound to move on, although he died without regrets!!!"
It’s hard to have a few strokes in life. He has lived for nearly 20,000 years. He has lived enough for him. He has already entered the Golden Lion Palace. If he does not hit the chance, he is afraid that he will not be at ease for the rest of his life, and his talent , He knows no more that even if he puts all his energy in the country, it is only the rank of quasi-second-rank profound veins that pushes his bloodline. If there is no adventure, the next quasi-emperor is his limit. Instead of spending the rest of his life, why not risk Give it a go.
"Old ancestor, the kid is also willing to move on. They have already entered the Golden Lion Palace. If you don't fight for it, the kid is afraid that he will regret it forever!!!"
"His Royal Highness said that he has already arrived here. If I retreat in such a dingy manner, I must be restless for the rest of my life!!!"
"Yes! The road to martial arts requires bravery and diligence. If you retreat whenever you are in danger, I am afraid that martial arts will end here!!!"
"Old ancestor, I am willing to fight, the big deal is death, my head is off, the bowl is big, I am afraid of a bird!!!"
In the end, all the strong men of the Great Yan royal family resolutely said, with a sonorous and powerful tone, and there is a kind of wind and cold, and the strong men will never return once they are gone. They can condense the golden core of life and prove the king, which is not He has already made his own path clear, and if he quits here, his heart will become knotted. From now on, it will be difficult to break through at the slightest level of cultivation, and at the worst, there will be even the suspicion of becoming confused.
Besides, even those casual cultivators who dare to take a risk, their grandchildren, are they not as good as those casual cultivators? What's more, compared to other forces and warriors, with the care of Yang Fan, the "great god", their safety factor is obviously much higher.
"Since no one has quit, well, we will continue to set off. However, we must be careful about everything on the road!!!" Yang Fan once again exhorted everyone, and did not persuade any more. He has already reminded everyone that should be reminded. Next, If there is anything good or bad, it is their own business.
All of them are not those ignorant young children who don't know anything. Everyone is responsible for their own decisions. If you dare to take a risk, you must have the consciousness of death! ! !
Yang Fan took a stride and took the lead, advancing toward the depths of the ancient road. His speed was not very fast, but dozens of times the speed of sound. On this mysterious and ancient starry sky road, he always had an inexplicable sense of crisis in his heart. He has to be careful! ! !
I don’t know how long this ancient road is. Even though it is only tens of times the speed of sound, they have already walked tens of thousands of miles after the tea time, but they are still far from seeing the end of this ancient road. The strange thing is that after such a long time, I haven’t seen a single figure. This is obviously a bit wrong. You must know that the previous swarms of the Golden Lion Emperor’s Palace are not only the top powers, but more. It's still those who are in casual cultivating, some weak, not even half-step kings, at the speed of these people, even if they are still in front of them at this moment, they will not be too far apart.
Soon, it was tea time again.
The ancient road still can’t see its end, but Yang Fan’s brows are unknowingly frowning. The entire ancient road seems to be the same as the group of them. What surprised him is that the starry sky ancient road seems to have A mysterious force is constantly suppressing their spiritual perception and spiritual power, and if it is not considered deep, that power will become stronger. After the cultivation base breaks through the sixth level of Wujun, even if the spiritual sense is not released, it is only based on the spiritual sense. Perceived, he can easily perceive the movement thousands of miles away. Once the spiritual sense is released, a radius of a million miles can be said to be under his control, but now, even if he does his best to explode spiritual sense , It can only cover a 10,000-mile radius, and that range is still shrinking.
As for the others in the team, it is even more sad. Even Yan Zhantian, the lower quasi-emperor, can only cover a ten-mile radius by releasing his spiritual consciousness with all his strength.
Suddenly, Yang Fan paused, and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Yang Fan?" Yan Yueji looked at Yang Fan with some doubts, why suddenly stopped.
"Everyone, be careful, there is a situation!!!" Yang Fan's voice was a bit heavy, only a hundred miles away, suddenly the fog was filled, and it was spreading towards them at a speed dozens of times the speed of sound, and Yang Fan was the most lethal. To his shock, he didn’t realize how the fog came from. You must know that since discovering the weirdness of this ancient road, he has been on guard carefully, and spiritual consciousness has been shrouded in a 3,000-mile radius. It is reasonable. Said that all the movement in the area of three thousand li, should not be concealed from his vision.
"What?" Hearing this, everyone's heart was immediately tight. It is definitely not a trivial matter to make Yang Fan so cautious.
Suddenly, Yang Fan's complexion changed again. This strange mist still had the ability to devour mental power, and his spiritual sense was swallowed up in just a few breaths of time.
The billowing mist had already arrived, and in an instant, Yang Fan and his party were enveloped.
"Ah! Why can't I see anything!!!"
"Ancestor, where are you, where are you?"
Suddenly, there were bursts of exclamation and Yang Fan frowned. This weird mist can not only devour spiritual consciousness, isolate perception, and even vision is severely blocked. Even if it is him, in this weird mist, it is Being able to see the land of ten feet, other people can imagine, it is basically the same as blindly opening their eyes, even Yan Zhantian, the lower quasi-emperor is no exception.
Say it's too late, then soon! ! !
"Ah... ah... ah..." the wailing wailing of a beast before it dies one after another, it makes people shattered and the hair is horrified.
"Ah! Not good!!!"
Yang Fan's complexion suddenly changed, thinking of something, this weird mist has the power to devour spiritual sense, although it only swallowed his insignificant trace of spiritual sense, but who is Yang Fan, especially after the breakthrough in cultivation, the horror of spiritual power , Even some lower emperors are ashamed, one of the silk spiritual consciousness is more than the full spiritual power of a top emperor, and I am afraid that it will not be much worse. That strange secret can swallow a trace of his spirit in just a few breaths. Consciousness, replaced by other high-ranking kings, has to be sucked up at once.
Spiritual power is the source of the soul, once it is swallowed, it will be the end of the soul! ! !
"Be careful, this mist can swallow mental power, everyone, don't let go of spiritual consciousness!!!"
It's a pity that Yang Fan's words were still a little late, and there were a few desperate wailings that resounded through the world. It was obvious that the strange mist had swallowed all of his mental power, and his soul was wiped out.
The rest of the people trembled and hurriedly withdrew their spiritual consciousness. However, before they could relax, a stern wailing sound swept everyone's ears.
"Ah! What is it!!!"
"No, ah! It hurts!!!"
"Save me! Old ancestors save me!!!"