The sky above was green, deep and distant, and Ye Fan couldn't see anything, so he couldn't speculate.
In the sea of bitterness, a green lotus is independent and full of vitality, if a vivid world is derived. Around it, chaos and fog linger, mysterious and hazy.
At this moment, Ye Fan calmed down, his heart was empty, and he observed carefully. It just broke through the water and only produced three green leaves. It has a natural Taoism, as if interpreting the beginning of heaven and earth. Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things.
"There is a mixture of things, born from heaven and earth, the ancestor of all things, and the ancestor of the Emperor." Ye Fan thought of these words in the ancient book.
This green lotus is integrated with the sea of wheels, and has a strange charm, like an unfathomable abyss, deep and quiet, and seems to last forever.
Ye Fan crossed the sea of bitterness and landed on the other side, and the sea of wheels evolved initially, mysterious and mysterious, hard to explain.
The tripod, which is less than an inch high, sinks and floats under the sky and above the green lotus, becoming more and more atmospheric.
Ye Fan's heart moved, he was already a monk in the realm of the other side, his strength had improved a lot, and he tried to sacrifice the tripod now.
"brush!"
Ding appeared out of the body, silently, hanging in front of his body, still feeling the pressure of a great mountain, but this time it can be activated.
"boom!"
The tripod did not have the brilliance to soar into the sky, and flew directly not far away. When it touched a huge boulder with a height of more than ten meters, the sky was filled with dust, and the boulder was silently annihilated.
It shook lightly, and so did the stone forest. The surrounding boulders were all shattered into dust, and the power of the tripod was evident!
However, Ye Fan's body also trembled. Before the Dao pattern was derived from this tripod, it was already like a bottomless pit. It was as powerful as his physique, but one-third of its strength was taken away.
That is to say, right now he can only sacrifice three times. This tripod is powerful, but it can't be commanded like an arm, which makes him happy and frown at the same time.
Ye Fan pushed it again, and the tripod enlarged to a height of one meter, which was already the limit he could control, and he couldn't bear it any bigger.
The tripod hangs in the sky, like a bottomless pit, which seems to be able to swallow the sky. There is a stone forest in front of it, all the boulders like lying cows and green bamboo shoots are collected and submerged into the tripod.
Ye Fan took the tripod back and looked inside, only to see that it was full of stones, and with a slight shock, everything inside immediately turned into powder. Slowly turn it upside down, the fly ash leaves, and the inside is spotless and clean as new.
Although his divine power was about to be exhausted, he was very satisfied. He liked this tripod very much. Such power was really powerful. Without waves, without divine light, Ding disappeared silently and returned to his sea of wheels.
Now that the tripod has been refined and has reached the realm of the other shore, his confidence has increased. He has practiced here for more than a few months, and he really wants to know how the situation outside is.
"I don't know if the members of the Ji family have left..." Ye Fan walked out after recovering his divine power.
Outside the fire area, the surface was dry and cracked, and the scorched earth was vast and boundless. It was a barren land. It had been more than half a year, and the children of the Ji family had already left.
"That's fine, they think I'm gone, and I'll give them a surprise then!"
Ye Fan returned to the fire domain, ready to activate the colorful cloud flames on the seventh floor to temper his tripod and make it more compact.
The five-color cloud flame is hotter than the purple air. Just approaching, before entering, there are bursts of scorching heat, which makes Ye Fan feel awe-inspiring. This is the result of holding the bodhi seed in his hand. Without this seed, he may not be able to breathe. near.
"Can I control such a powerful flame?" He had no bottom in his mind.
He carefully absorbed a trace of multicolored mist, and suddenly there was a chirping sound, which completely burned up his divine power.
Ye Fan gasped, this kind of flame is too powerful, it can burn the big man alive, the humanoid ashes on the ground proved all this, how to safely absorb it into the wheel sea and use it to temper the tripod, he has no good way.
In the next few days, he has been trying, wanting to proceed safely without acting rashly.
Suddenly, he heard some strange noises, which came from outside areas, and if it wasn't for his strong spiritual sense, he couldn't sense them at all.
"Is someone here?" Ye Fan sneaked away and went to the layman.
In the fourth level of fire, the black underworld fire dances, a middle-aged man sits cross-legged on a boulder, motionless, and above his head is an ancient pagoda half a person's height, ups and downs.
The gleaming black flames continued to gather towards the tower body, making it make a clanging sound, and the ancient tower was slowly deforming.
"Why does he refine weapons outside the body and doesn't value his own weapons very much, so why did he come to the fire area?" Ye Fan was a little puzzled.
At this moment, his expression changed, he was no stranger to that tower, he had seen it before!
The five-story ancient pagoda is silver-white in color. Although it is a little bright, it has old traces, so it gives people a sense of antiquity.
"Middle-aged man in linen!"
Ye Fan immediately thought of the group of people chasing him and Ji Ziyue. Among them, a middle-aged monk was wearing sackcloth and holding a five-story ancient pagoda in his hand, and almost killed him.
At this moment, the man was dressed in black and sat cross-legged quietly, but the silver pagoda above his head was constantly deforming, and he wanted to melt it and re-sacrifice it.
"The five-story ancient pagoda is a powerful weapon, but he wants to melt it away..."
When a ray of black and yellow air rushed out of the tower, Ye Fan was even more sure that it was definitely a man in sackcloth. Although he didn't see his face that day, this tower was absolutely unmistakable.
"He is afraid that Ji's family will find clues, and wants to erase the last trace!" Ye Fan really wanted to find out the origin of this person, and the secret enemy really made him feel uneasy.
"It seems that he doesn't care much about this weapon. Maybe it's just like what Ji Ziyue said, this person is a puppet being controlled."
Ye Fan paid attention to his observations, and really felt that this person was a little stiff, sitting cross-legged like a piece of wood.
"I'm going to take him down and figure it out!"
He thought about it for a while, and felt that this person was very powerful and definitely surpassed him in realm, at least he was a cultivator in the Dao Palace realm.
"It needs to be perfect, otherwise I won't be able to kill him, but I will be exposed. That would be a great disaster."
Ye Fan silently returned to the sixth layer of fire, sacrificed his tripod, let it absorb a large amount of purple fire like a whale sucking a cow, and then quickly meditated to recover his divine power quickly.
Half a quarter of an hour later, he returned to the fourth dark fire area and waited quietly.
Two hours later, the man in black completely melted the silver pagoda, reshaped it, and slowly evolved into a silver bell. At the last critical moment, when the silver bell was about to take shape, Ye Fan finally made a move.
At this moment, the man in black is highly concentrated, and his mind is completely immersed in the silver bell, making the final tempering.
The tripod, silently, forced it over, flipped violently, and a large number of purple flames covered the sky and covered the earth, burning blazingly!
At this temperature, even big men can be burned to death, let alone monks in other realms.
However, I never thought that this person would be extremely cautious, and he would engrave Dao patterns around him, and the brilliance rushed to block the purple fire.
Famous treasures can't withstand the purple fire, they will break inch by inch, even if there is a dao pattern here, they can't stop it, the only effect is to buy time for this person, he moves sideways as fast as a ghost.
"Hey!"
Ye Fan had been prepared for a long time, the golden book had been waiting for a long time, and he happened to meet him after it was sacrificed.
"puff!"
In a flash of blood, the man in black was hit hard! His body froze immediately, and at the same time, the purple flames fell, no matter how fast he was, he was still touched, half of his body burned instantly, and the left half of his body was turned into ashes on the spot.
"Buzz!"
The sky trembled slightly, and the cauldron turned into a meter high, as if it had the power to swallow the sky, absorbing the half-destroyed middle-aged man into it and sealing it inside.
It wasn't until then that Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, took out the jade bottle, took a quick sip of the divine spring, his divine power recovered instantly, and then looked into the cauldron.
The man in black was half-destroyed, trembling again and again, struggling to sit up, looking up, the moment he saw Ye Fan, he suddenly showed surprise, and said: "It's you... still alive!"
Ye Fan's heart moved, and the other party screamed. It seemed that he was very familiar with him, not just as simple as chasing and killing him. He suddenly laughed and said, "What is your origin?"
"I really didn't expect that your life is so hard..." the man in black sighed, then suddenly raised his head, a brilliance shot out between his brows, trying to rush out of the tripod, but ended in failure, unable to get rid of the tripod.
"Sure enough, it's a walking dead, but it's just being controlled by someone." Ye Fan revealed his consciousness and was about to imprison him.
However, the man in black was very decisive, the brilliance bloomed like a firework, and shattered by itself, leaving a little bit of brilliance, which finally dissipated in the cauldron.
Ye Fan changed color, but it was too late to stop him. He searched the place carefully, and found that the man in black was empty, except for the silver bell that was completely burnt to pieces by the purple fire.
He threw this half-destroyed body into the underworld fire, and it turned into ashes in an instant, and said to himself: "Who is it, it seems to be an acquaintance."
Ye Fan dealt with the traces of the scene, retreated into the fifth layer of golden flames and hid, waiting quietly, wanting to observe and see if anyone showed up.
It wasn't until three days later that a tall old man appeared here, observed the pile of ashes for a while, and said to himself, "He died here..."
"Who is this dead old man, I have never seen it before." Ye Fan was secretly suspicious.
"brush!"
With a flash of light and shadow, the old man rushed out of the fire area and quickly disappeared into the distance.
Two days later, Ye Fan walked into the seventh layer of fire, protected by bodhi seeds, which made him feel burning pain, and the temperature of the colorful clouds and flames was unimaginable.
The divine power cultivated by monks can be directly ignited and cannot be resisted. This five-color flame seems to have a demonic nature and can swallow anything.
Although Ye Fan successfully entered inside, he couldn't get the flames into his body. The colorful cloud flames were too terrifying.
A few days later, people shouted and screamed like beasts, as if thousands of troops were galloping, the earth rumbled and trembled, and countless strange beasts rushed towards the fire area.
Some of the powerful savage beasts can roar for dozens of miles, and Ye Fan's spiritual sense is so sharp that he was alarmed all at once.
He hastened to observe, and then showed surprise, saying: "People from the Ji family are here!"
Just outside the fire area, there are hundreds of savage beasts, each of which is extraordinary, coming from the air, rumbling, making the earth and the sky vibrate, all the knights are wearing black iron armor, full of killing spirit .
A big flag fluttered, with the word Ji written on it.
Ye Fan saw Ji Hui, Ji Biyue, several celebrities, and a chariot, which was pulled by nine gods and hung outside the fire area.
The gods roared and shook the sky, each of them was as huge as an elephant, with dense scales and armor, and there was a strong sense of oppression. The chariots were glittering and shining, and it was obvious that important figures from the Ji family had arrived.
"Isn't it because of me? It shouldn't be like this. It's been half a year... What did they say they came?" Ye Fan wondered.
An old man stepped out of the chariot, Ji Hui hurriedly stepped forward, with a very respectful attitude, and helped him get out of the chariot.
"Your grandfather's!"
Ye Fan didn't dare to peek any more, and directly disappeared into the depths of the fire area.