The Ji family mobilized the crowd, iron cavalry criss-crossed the sky, banners were buzzing, people shouted and beasts neighed, murderous aura rushed into the sky, and the iron clothes shone coldly.
This is not like the power of the world at all, like the heavenly soldiers and the heavenly generals, the strange beasts stepping on the void, running on the top of the clouds, Cang Yu is trembling.
The holy master of the Ji family, this time, did not merge with the void. He stood high in the sky, shrouded in an endless halo, like the god king of the Eastern Wilderness being reborn.
With him as the center, a wave like a vast ocean was shaken, and the tyrannical divine power rolled up to the nine heavens and descended to the nine secluded places. At this moment, the Holy Master of the Ji family became the center of the heaven and the earth.
The divine wind was powerful for dozens of miles, and the holy master of the Ji family flew across the sky and landed directly on the sixth floor of the fire field. The purple energy was soaring into the sky, but his body could not be approached. Wherever he passed, the fireworks silently annihilated.
It can be said that at this moment, he is not a god king, but comparable to a god king, with awe-inspiring power. Behind him, there were six or seven old men who followed and landed.
On the ground, the blood had already dried up, the head and torso were separated, and there was no remnant spirit left, and the killing was so thorough that even if their magic power was against the sky, there was no way to save them.
More than a dozen black and translucent feathers were inserted irregularly on the ground, surrounding the corpse. This is the reason why the skeleton was not burned by Ziyan.
"This is..." A very old man, with white eyebrows half a foot long, frowned at that time, and said: "The fire crow and god feather are as hard as fine iron, and the flames are hard to melt. These... are The feathers shed by an old crow that has practiced for more than a thousand years."
Several old men present looked at each other, one of them thought for a while, and said: "One thousand and five hundred years ago, there was a crow Taoist in the southern region, whose magic power was unfathomable, and then disappeared inexplicably, and has not been found to this day."
The holy master of the Ji family twirled a black feather, flicked it in his hand, and immediately made a clanging sound, like the trembling of divine iron.
A Supreme Elder suddenly changed his color, and said: "This old demon's lifespan is nearing the end of his lifespan, but his cultivation is becoming more and more terrifying."
"No matter who he is, no matter how powerful he is, as long as he is found, he must be killed!" The holy master of the Ji family said in a cold voice, murderous aura permeated the whole field, his eyes opened and closed, and two beams of light were dazzling, like a peerless sword sweeping across the fire. area.
In just half a year, the Ji family lost two grand elders in a row. This was a great shame to the Huanggu family. It was supposed to rule the world and swallow mountains and rivers with anger, but now it was provoked again and again.
Up to now, the Peacock King is still at ease in the world and has not been killed. Now that this situation has happened again, if he can't stand up, how can the Ji family face the world
On this day, the southern region was shaken, and the Ji family announced to the world that the name of Daoist Crow was added to the must-kill list.
In the Eastern Wilderness and the Southern Territory, all the monks were shocked. For more than half a year, there have been constant turmoil, and there has never been a real calm. Now the situation has returned.
For many people, they have never heard of the name Crow Taoist at all, but the elders of the various sects did not change their colors when they learned about it.
A huge storm swept across the southern region, and the Ji family was really angry and vowed to stand up. Many sects were trembling, for fear of being swept into it.
The turmoil is raging, and the southern region is in turmoil, which is worse than last time!
Ye Fan heard a lot of news during this period of time after he stayed away from the fire area.
Half a year ago, the Bronze Immortal Palace sank into the ground of the Eastern Desolation and disappeared without a trace. Disappearing with it, there are dozens of old people, all of whom are near the end of their lifespan and can no longer live.
This heralds that another era has come to an end, and Donghuang suddenly lost dozens of top figures, and the Bronze Immortal Palace is a veritable tomb of the strong.
However, this does not mean that Donghuang has experienced a catastrophe, and birth, old age, sickness and death are the norm, otherwise these people will die one after another in the past few years.
The Eastern Wilderness is so vast that there are countless countries there are, and it is only a few dozen people missing, which has no major impact at all.
Another important piece of news is that the Peacock King's mana is so powerful that the Holy Master Yaoguang and the Ji Family Holy Master joined forces that day, but they failed to keep him and King Qingjiao.
In addition, in the past six months, the Ji family, Yaoguang Holy Land, etc. have also sent strong people to the Northern Territory in batches, where the source of the gods is amazing, and the great powers inherited from the ancient inheritance era all want a piece of the sweet pie.
The Taichu Ancient Mine in the Northern Territory was originally a deserted place, but in the past few years, it has become more and more unsettled. It is said that there are humanoid creatures haunting it, and the sounds of nature make people intoxicated.
Half a month later, Ye Fan returned to the fire area, and there was great turmoil outside, only here is the safest place.
After the Ji family retreated, this place became a peaceful place again. Unless the Holy Master Yaoguang came in person, I believe that few people would be able to break into the seventh layer of fire.
In the past half a month, he read a lot of historical books in the ancient book room of a certain big country, and learned everything about the fire domain.
There are many legends about the fire domain, and many records are almost absurd.
Yes, it cannot be determined as a historical fact, but can only be classified as a legend, because the records are too incredible.
For example, there is an ancient book that records that in the deepest part of the fire domain, an immortal was burned to death. Another ancient book records that the barren pagoda once appeared here, and it has been ups and downs for thousands of years.
There are also records that there are ten kinds of flames in the nine-layer fire domain, but the tenth kind has no roots and no source, and it has only appeared a few times in ancient times.
This made Ye Fan very excited. The fire domain actually involved immortals and barren towers. Although it was only a few strokes and the words were vague, it made him difficult to calm down.
Ye Fan returned to the seventh layer of fire, ready to find a way to temper his tripod.
The temperature of the five-color cloud flame is so hot that it can burn a big person to ashes, and it is terrifying. In the ancient books, it is said that this kind of colorful mist is rare in the fire, and it is rare in the world. In the whole southern region, this place is the only one that is still alive, and it is the best fire source for refining weapons.
After careful attempts, Ye Fan collected the colorful cloud flames with a tripod and sent them into Lunhai, blocking them with the golden ocean, and initially succeeded.
However, he changed color in just a moment.
This kind of flame was too terrifying, and it was difficult for the golden ocean to completely insulate that kind of heat, making his body in danger of drying out.
Generally speaking, his cultivation base is far from enough, even if his physique is special, it is difficult to support him, after all, his holy body has not yet been cultivated.
Even the big shots of the Ji family chose the sixth level of fire domain refining, and dared not easily enter the seventh level. One can imagine the horror of the colorful cloud flames.
At the critical moment, the green lotus in the sea of bitterness trembled slightly, and the mist engulfed the sea of wheels all at once, and a cool feeling permeated the body.
Ye Fan let out a sigh of relief, feeling that he was too risky, if it wasn't for such a mysterious green lotus, he might really be in danger.
"Since we have already started, we must do our best." He continued to absorb the five-color cloud flames into his body, and used the green lotus to protect the sea of wheels. In the end, the five-colored cloud flames churned and blazed, and he didn't stop until it was enough to temper the cauldron.
In this way, for a whole month, Ye Fan was refining his own tripod.
The colorful cloud flames went out many times, and he didn't know how much fire essence he had absorbed. He didn't stop until two months later.
The tripod became more condensed and simple. After being tempered by colorful clouds and flames, the inside of the tripod was misty, and the mother energy of all things was endless and reappeared.
This is the root of the mother qi of all things, which will never be exhausted and has an endless supply. After some tempering, the mother qi overflows again, and the tripod is no longer dead, as if it has life.
At this point, the refinement has come to an end, he does not intend to enter the eighth layer of fire, and the use of colorful cloud flames is his limit, and he can only wait for the future to come here after improving his cultivation.
Then, he practiced silently on the ground, preparing to stay away from the southern region after the outside world was completely calm.
Another month later, on this day, Ye Fan suddenly heard the roar of a beast from outside the fire area.
"Could it be that there is another big person coming here to refine the weapon?" He sneaked out and looked into the distance.
Outside the fire area, there is a barren land, the earth is dry and cracked, and not a single blade of grass grows.
At this moment, there are dozens of savage beasts standing in the void, with hideous scales and full of murderous aura. Every knight is extremely powerful, his iron clothes are shining, and he is very cold.
Ye Fan was a little surprised when he saw Ji Ziyue. Her eyes were full of poetry, ethereal and natural, and her purple clothes fluttered like a fairy Lingbo. She landed on the ground from the air and silently looked into the fire area.
In the sky, a blue-clothed man with a rich spirit like jade, with his sleeves hanging like a god holding flowers, fell to the ground with her. It was Hua Yunfei from the Taixuan Sect.
"Brother Ye, we came to see you. If you know anything, rest in peace." Hua Yunfei's voice was magnetic.
Ye Fan was really speechless, he was cursed like this even though he was alive.
"Brother Hua, go elsewhere, I want to be alone." Ji Ziyue said calmly.
"Okay." Hua Yunfei nodded, without saying anything, and walked around the fire area.
Ji Ziyue stood still for a moment, then started to dig the ground with the long sword in her hand. Seeing this, the knights in the rear wanted to step forward to help, but she stopped her. She dug a deep hole herself and put the clothes that Ye Fan left on Zhuofeng into it. Then the soil was filled to form a tomb, and a stele was erected in front of it, with a line of writing carved on it by jade fingers.
Ye Fan smiled wryly without words, he was clearly alive, but he even had a grave.
Ji Ziyue stood in front of the tomb, silent, completely different from her usual lively personality, she was very quiet, and didn't move a step for a long time.
At this moment, Ye Fan found that Hua Yunfei entered the fire area, like a blue cloud, light and silent.
"What does this guy want to do?" Ye Fan was far away from him, observing quietly.
Suddenly, his expression froze, and his eyes sharpened suddenly. He saw an acquaintance, a tall old man, appearing in the fire area, and saluted Hua Yunfei.
Back then, a man in sackcloth held a five-story silver pagoda and chased him and Ji Ziyue, almost causing him to die of hatred.
A few months ago, the Mairen was beheaded by him in the fire area, and he had seen this old man come to look for it.
"Hua Yunfei!"
Ye Fan never expected that the real behind-the-scenes messenger turned out to be Hua Yunfei, which was beyond his expectation.
In his impression, Hua Yunfei is supernatural, with a fairy sound, close to the Taoist realm, naturally agile, even a hundred birds come to court, and a hundred flowers bloom for him, just like an exiled fairy coming to the dust.
Such a man with a rich spirit like jade, with a dignified appearance and aura of spiritual wisdom, but his scheming is so deep, and his methods are so ruthless, it really makes him feel awe-inspiring.
Because the distance was too far, and the two of them transmitted sound through their spiritual consciousness, they didn't know what they were talking about, so Ye Fan could only observe quietly.
Not long after, the tall old man left.
Hua Yunfei stood still for a long time, and said to himself: "The strange divine body has extraordinary power. If I get it, I must take its source..." He slowly walked out of the fire area.
"This person hides too deeply, even if I tell it, no one will believe it." Ye Fan thought for a while, and said: "No, I need to remind Ji Ziyue that Hua Yunfei obviously has evil intentions."
At the same time, he decided to leave the fire area and the southern area, even if he was flying, he could not stay in this area any longer.