The chaos is raging, and the arcs are intertwined, forming the most terrifying ocean. Among them, one after another majestic heavenly palaces stand side by side, and there are many ancient towers, which look simple and vicissitudes, magnificent.
Ye Fan was covered in blood, and even Zimi's physical condition was very bad until now. These opponents are all young emperors, which one is not a generation of pride? Even facing one of them, being able to survive is considered a miracle.
The heavenly palaces one after another are very magnificent, and the divine tiles on them flow brilliantly, as if made of divine gold, which is very realistic.
It doesn't look like lightning at all, as if walking in the real ancient heaven. The carved railings are made of jade, and the steps are like white marble, simple and solemn, the streets are wide, and the palaces and palaces are surrounded by chaotic mist.
Ye Fan spotted a palace, but he didn't know who was inside. The choice was very random, without any rules to follow, so he strode forward.
The feeling this time is very special. The palace looks simple, but there is a faint charm of suppressing the ages. The glazed tiles contain grandeur in the plain, exuding a majestic atmosphere.
Ye Fan frowned, thinking that he might have been tricked again this time, probably an ancient man like an immortal emperor, but he had already stepped forward, and there was no reason to back down.
The giant gate is tall, engraved with various runes, thunder and lightning, as if a living emperor is sleeping, and outsiders are not allowed to disturb it.
As soon as Ye Fan's hand touched the door, he was shocked, and there was a bang, as if the universe had collapsed, and he was about to suffocate under the pressure, and his bones were creaking.
"Who is this person?" He pushed open the dust-covered giant door forcefully, and the arc blasted, making his palms and fingers drenched with blood.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and there was a sound of sky collapse from inside the giant door, which shook people's souls to the point of collapse, and a cluster of bright flames formed by spiritual power in front of Ye Fan's eyebrows throbbed violently.
This is a kind of atmosphere, and it also has a kind of ancient meaning, which is shocking and indistinct. It seems that all the heavens and myriad realms are resonating, and there are voices of gods worshiping.
A real dragon dances horizontally, a fairy phoenix spreads its wings, a white tiger pounces, and a unicorn raises its head, rushing from the hall, as if from the lower realm of the fairyland, shocking people's hearts.
Ye Fan was stunned immediately, wondering why this hall is so special, such four powerful creatures rushing out all at once, all of them possessing fighting power against the sky, filled the entrance of the hall with terrifying terror.
The real dragon sings and moves, and the nine heavens tremble. The fairy phoenix nirvana, bright feathers split the sky. The white tiger roared, smashing rivers and mountains. The unicorns collide, the stars are destroyed and the moon sinks.
These kinds of creatures were culled together, and the scene was extremely astonishing. These are all ancient fairy beasts, invisible in the world, why did they all turn into lightning and descend here
The chaotic air is raging, this place is full of atmosphere, auspicious air sweeps across, the four spirits appear together, emitting a majestic auspicious light, covering this place, like a heavenly emperor visiting the world, and the four spirits guarding the four directions.
This is like a myth, and anyone who sees it will be shocked.
"kill!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, he didn't believe what kind of fairy it was, at most it was just a brand mark, fairy doesn't exist in the world, so it is impossible to find any traces here.
When he came up, he was lore, all kinds of secret techniques were released, and the four spirits were fiercely fought. The scene was terrifying and bloody.
Yuan Magnetic Immortal Light shoots out one by one, with tens of thousands of auspicious qi, which can resonate people's mind and soul until they are shattered. Entangle with the real dragon, dance the wind of the sky, and tear the universe apart.
The divine light of the five elements turned into five precious swords, and lined up behind Ye Fan, confronting the fairy phoenix, clanging, the bright phoenix feathers withered, and the blood of the phoenix shook the sky.
Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, moving forward indomitably, Ye Fan's golden fist collided with the white tiger non-stop, the tiger roared into the sky, both of them emitted brilliant and dazzling light.
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This was a great battle, and Ye Fan tried his best to fight with these creatures. This was the first time he encountered and fought against creatures other than the Great Emperor in the sea of thunder.
What an accident, when I pushed open the gate of this magnificent heavenly palace, I encountered these creatures, which were quite different from the past. They seemed to be fairy beasts guarding the ancient palace.
In this battle, Ye Fan encountered serious trouble. There were not only these four kinds of creatures in the Heavenly Palace. When the battle came to an end, Xuanwu, Tengshe, and Kunpeng also appeared, and they all rushed towards him. The horror was boundless.
The scene is astonishing, making people suspect that they have come to the age of mythology, and they have seen one kind of powerful ancient beast after another.
And at this moment, all the ancient runes on the giant gate were glowing, turning into phantoms, ancient ancestors, and prehistoric creatures manifested together and rushed over.
At the same time, heavenly soldiers and generals came to kill him in the palace, how many nails did Ye Fan crush even though he was covered in iron? In an instant, golden blood spattered, and he was severely injured.
He immediately knew who the person on the central throne was, with such a great power, swallowing the universe with arrogance, it should have been him in that ancient era.
Regal!
Besides him, it is really hard to imagine anyone else who established the ancient heavenly court, ruled the realms, promulgated laws, and respected by all gods.
This is a person who is both magical and illusory. Ye Fan charged fiercely and stepped into the palace. Fortunately, the countless army only charged for a while, and then retreated like a tide.
Otherwise, the real dragon, fairy phoenix, white tiger, kunpeng, etc. alone would be peerless and terrifying, and if a generation of arrogance were surrounded by them, they would have to suffer hatred for a long time.
Only Emperor Zun can have such a big ostentation, respected by all ages, otherwise why there is such an ancient creature guarding, people have to sigh, Emperor Zun is supreme.
Ye Fan was bleeding all over, and passed through the human wall of heavenly soldiers and generals. Behind him, the figures slowly blurred until they disappeared.
In the deepest part of the hall, there seems to be a person sitting upright, and it seems that there is nothing, it is blurred, and the void is distorting.
Ye Fan walked forward, leaving two golden bloodstains on the ground with his feet. He tried his best to clear up his mind and body. I am afraid that there will be an unprecedented fierce battle in the future. His physical condition is really not very good now, but he must persevere for the mother of all things.
He knew very well in his heart that fighting like this would be beneficial to his tripod, and it would be even better than before when it collided with the emperor's weapons, broke and then stood up, and recast.
Closer, approaching the center of the hall, there seems to be a huge mountain lying on the throne, and the oppressor will suffocate.
A supreme, supreme, supreme and powerful aura was overwhelming, rushing towards Ye Fan, as if a supreme god was looking down on the common people.
Ye Fan's complexion changed suddenly. This person is too powerful. He suppresses the heavens and the world. He has been the only one in ancient times. People can't help but submit to him.
At the bottom of the steps, all the gods were bowing their heads and paying homage, full of awe, no one dared to raise their heads. No one can see the figure on the central throne.
Some gods glow all over, some stand in the darkness, some flow fairy mist, some devour the light, all of them are miraculous, holy and peaceful coexist with darkness and terror, and they are all worshiping such a person.
The gods from all heavens and myriad realms come to see one emperor, and he is the emperor, stronger than the aura of the immortal emperor!
"Heaven, earth, ghosts and gods all worship the Emperor!" Looming and indistinct, there seems to be such a sentence echoing, since the mythical era, it has spread to this time and space.
Ye Fan's heart sank, and he prepared for the worst. Such an opponent must be peerless and terrifying. He might fall here, splashing blood on the imperial palace!
The ancient great emperor can't talk about who is strong and who is weak, because he has never met before, and has never fought an emperor battle, but the emperor may be a special one.
There are various indications that there may be more than one great emperor in that era, or that the eras of several great emperors are very close to each other and seem to be connected together.
The sound of Dao Lun sounded, and the whole palace was filled with the sound of scriptures. The heavenly soldiers and generals subsided, and turned into runes one after another, sinking into the wall and thick dragon pillars, becoming notches.
Moreover, the real dragon, fairy phoenix, white tiger, Kunpeng and other great immortal beasts also disappeared, and belonged to Lei Haidao. In the end, the gods worshiped here disappeared one by one and merged into the sea of thunder.
Ye Fan's eyes didn't blink for a moment, he was looking at the distorted time and space from beginning to end, staring at the blurry throne, when he got close, he was surprised, there was nothing there.
Emperor Zun is not there, and has never appeared from the beginning to the end!
In that distorted void, there was only one big cauldron lying on the throne of the emperor, and it exuded the aura of looking down on the heavens and worlds, and there was no figure of the emperor at all.
"It's empty, it's actually empty!"
Ye Fan was in a daze, bearing great pressure, approaching the throne, and observing the ancient cauldron up close, there was really no one, and the emperor had never manifested.
Hasn't the Dao mark of Emperor Zun been engraved in this world? Ye Fan was suspicious. Not only this time, but the last time he was sanctified, he also entered a giant palace and saw the cauldron of all things, but did not see Emperor Zun.
On the throne, an ancient green tripod floated up, swallowing the sun, moon and galaxy, unique in all ages, all spirits were engraved on the tripod wall, and there was also a scene of opening up the world, with a kind of supreme aura.
Such a result surprised Ye Fan. He has not fought Emperor Zun so far. Could it be that he was completely obliterated by the world and will never be able to show Dao marks
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but he also had a kind of regret.
Suddenly, the green cauldron vibrated, with majestic coercion shaking the sky, and rushed forward.
Ye Fan urged the tripod, and the mother spirit of all things fell down. After receiving the powerful blow, there was a metallic vibrato, and the tripod wall was broken through, and a large tripod-shaped hole appeared.
Then, the green cauldron came crashing again, falling down the fairy phoenix, primitive ancestors, chaotic gods, etc., including all living beings!
"Boom!" With a loud bang, the entire Heavenly Palace collapsed, and Ye Fan and the Mother Qi Cauldron of all things worked together to fight against the Supreme Immortal Artifact of the Ancient Heavenly Court.
This is a big collapse, and the entire catastrophe begins to disintegrate, like a prehistoric catastrophe, destroying all living beings and sweeping across the entire star field.
Outside, all the heroes were horrified, they all retreated, not daring to approach even half a step, watching all this in horror.
"Yezi, are you alright?!" Pangbo yelled.
The imperial palace was shattered, and Ye Fan was up and down in the chaotic sea of thunder, lying horizontally like a dead body. Zhe Zimi operated by itself, reorganizing his bones and blood.
Just now, he was torn apart by the shock, but the green cauldron also dissipated and never appeared again.
As for his tripod, it has now become a pile of fragments, completely out of shape, without any appearance of a weapon.
"I'm fine." Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and looked around, all the heavenly palaces were slowly disappearing into the sea of electricity.
Without saying a word, he sat cross-legged in the chaotic sea, reciting the fairy scriptures, and began to recast the tripod, accepting the smelting of thunder and lightning, using the catastrophe as fire and chaos as water to smelt the fragments of the tripod.
Immediately, this place was filled with rays of light, immortal energy gushed out, various chanting sounds resounded, a large tripod took shape, and various creatures appeared on the tripod walls, as if they had life and were about to revive.
He imitated and engraved the ancient characters in the Jiulong coffin, making the gods in the tripod crystal clear and reborn from the ashes, making the tripod more simple and grand, with an aura that suppresses the world.