The nine holy mountains are majestic and majestic, with towering ancient trees and towering strange rocks, which can be called magnificent.
They are not very tall, but they are majestic, bringing endless pressure, as if nine heavens and ten earths are lying in front of them.
When Ye Fan came to the foot of the mountain, his body was so dry that he couldn't hold it anymore. When he looked up, he felt cold all over his body. His cold eyes and terrifying figure made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
There are a few people standing side by side on the high mountain, some with white hair like snow, some with black hair like waterfalls, the mountain wind blows and dances in a mess, their eyes are cold, looking down, without any emotional fluctuations, incomparably indifferent.
What is this place? Ancient forbidden land!
Creatures with flesh and blood can't last forever, even the divine clothes of ancient sages can't withstand erosion, they fly away automatically, and they don't want to go in at all.
No one can stay here for a long time. Since ancient times, it is unknown how many peerless masters have been buried. Even the most prosperous holy land was destroyed and turned into ashes.
Ye Fan's heart suddenly turned cold, he knew that it was impossible for him to be a human being, that was a terrifying and mysterious desolate slave, the unworldly hero of the past.
Silently, there was another woman next to those people, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a slender neck, like a lotus emerging from water, peerlessly beautiful.
She was dressed in white, fluttering in the mountain wind, like a Guanghan fairy who was about to ride away on the wind.
"Tianxuan Saintess!"
Ye Fan felt terrified, the last time he encountered this woman, he almost died, this is the number one beauty in the Eastern Wasteland 6,000 years ago, and also a fellow of the old lunatic.
Five figures stand side by side, each with extraordinary aura, and those who are not stunningly talented cannot become desolate slaves. They are not from the same era, but they must have been unique in the world.
Perhaps, some of them can be found in ancient books, and it is very likely that they are the unsurpassed heroes who shook the world and called the wind and rain on the mainland in the past.
"Is the sky going to kill me?!" Ye Fan sighed. He exhausted all means and finally got close to the holy mountain.
Legend has it that wild slaves are not often born, and sometimes they may not climb up from the abyss for hundreds of years, but now five of them appear all at once.
Ye Fan felt a sense of powerlessness, facing the ancient forbidden land three times, and meeting peerless slaves twice, this is really bad luck.
At this moment, he was already very old and out of shape. Although the stone clothes and the sky-covering treasure clothes were not broken, they could no longer stop the erosion of time.
The unicorn seed has already withered, and Ye Fan extracted endless life energy to support him not to die, but it cannot last for a long time.
The magic medicine seed and his body are his biggest trump cards. He could have rushed to the holy mountain, but now such an accident happened.
"brush!"
A figure floated down from the holy mountain like a ghost without touching the ground, and came straight to Ye Fan. The hairs all over his body stood on end, and a terrible breath rushed towards him.
"Buzz!"
At the critical moment, the holy body's golden blood is boiling, even though the body is aging, it also has endless potential, like a natural power to resist the barrenness.
Ye Fan strengthened his energy, walked like flying, and rushed to another holy mountain. He didn't choose to leave, because his current condition, he might have died of old age and become flying ashes before he escaped from the forbidden area.
This is a middle-aged man with white hair like snow, heroic and majestic, with a temperament that is superior to me and looks at the world. I think he must have been an earth-shattering figure in the past.
He blocked Ye Fan's way almost in the blink of an eye, but he didn't make a move, and stared at his wheel sea for a moment.
Ye Fan's heart was beating violently, as if he was being stared at by an ancient wild beast, his whole body was about to be evaporated, and his body seemed to be about to burst.
How powerful is this character
Although he is in a bad state at this time, his flesh and blood are dry, and his body is decaying, but after all, he is a holy body, so he actually feels this way!
The white-haired man stepped forward, steadily and firmly, every step seemed to be able to break the mountains and the earth, Ye Fan found that the covering clothes were directly cracked, and the stone clothes were even shattered.
Peerless horror!
This middle-aged man is majestic and majestic, he seems to be able to dominate the world, and he moves forward calmly, as if a big mountain is pressing on Ye Fan, trying to crush him.
Ye Fan yelled loudly, golden blood rushed out, and walked around his body, the potential of the Immortal Eucharist surged to resist the disaster.
At the same time, his precious appearance was solemn, and he recited strange scriptures, which resounded through the heaven and earth, like thunder descending into the world, the trembling ancient trees rattled, and the chaotic leaves flew.
He vibrated with the golden blood energy of the holy body. This is the last peerless hole card that he can take the initiative to cast. This is the ancient scriptures with hundreds of words in the ancient bronze coffin.
From the past to the present, he has never understood it. When he shouted it at this time, it didn't turn into a sound, but just a kind of fluctuation.
This scripture does not exist in the world, whether it is written or recited, it cannot be revealed, and outsiders cannot know it.
Suddenly, on the mountainside not far away, the same scripture resounded, louder than his, overwhelming the world, as if expounding the truth of the Great Dao.
The sound of the sky is like thunder, but only Ye Fan can hear it clearly. It is exactly the same as his scriptures, turning into a kind of heavenly power, and others cannot understand its meaning.
Regardless of other things, Ye Fan rushed straight to the halfway up the mountain. No matter whether the white-haired man followed or not, he only had the ancient coffin in his heart.
At this time, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, and he would fall to the ground at any time, and he couldn't care about other things at all.
In the ancient wood forest halfway up the mountain, a huge ancient bronze coffin lay quietly there, showing the vicissitudes and long-term vicissitudes, as if connecting the ancient times.
The bronze coffin fell sideways, and the coffin lid slipped to the side. Ye Fan staggered, came to the front, and threw himself in. He couldn't hold on anymore.
"Am I going to die? No, I must not die!"
He held the unicorn magic medicine seed in his arms, and the only trace of blood flowed out, attracting life essence into his body, he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from passing out.
But his state was too bad, even if his will was as strong as iron, he couldn't hold it anymore. The scar on the road burst and expanded all of a sudden, and he almost fell directly.
Ye Fan finally fainted, the cracks in the avenue deepened, his spirit and body were not burdened, and he fell into the ancient coffin.
After more than five years, nearly six years, he entered the bronze coffin again. Everything came to this world because of it, and now he re-enters.
The bronze coffin that crosses the star field, I don't know where it starts and where it ends, it is full of too many secrets.
I don't know how long it took before Ye Fan woke up. The sounds of the Great Dao Tianyin had already stopped, and it was extremely quiet, without any sound.
There is no desolate power in the coffin, and the years cannot continue to deprive him of his life. Ye Fan knew that he was right, and hundreds of words of ancient scriptures moved the ancient coffin.
Before entering the ancient forbidden land, he made all kinds of assumptions. Since even Huang was jealous of the ancient coffin and pushed it out of the abyss, it must not be afraid of that kind of breath.
At the critical moment of life and death, his choice was correct. He echoed the voice of the ancient coffin and entered this place, allowing him to escape.
Although the years no longer eroded him, his condition was extremely bad, the scars on the road deteriorated, and his life source was almost cut in half.
Moreover, at this time, his body is aging, his flesh and blood are withered, he is almost exhausted, and he will reach the end of his life at any time.
If it weren't for the Qilin magic medicine seed in his hand, he would have turned into a dry bone, and the purple Qilin, which was no bigger than a baby's fist, was dim and almost shriveled.
This is a kind of extravagant squandering, absorbing the life of the seed of the immortal medicine to fight against the years, I am afraid that he is the only one in the world who has done it.
The peerless emperor can't get close to the holy mountain even if he wears the divine clothes of the ancient sages. Even if Ye Fan is unparalleled in body, if he doesn't have this seed, it is almost impossible to come here and live to this day.
This is the rarest holy object in the world!
"Don't die..." Ye Fan felt a sense of guilt. The elixir of immortality is the only one in the world, and if it dies, it will be impossible to reappear.
The world was completely silent, he looked out, but he didn't see the white-haired man, nor did he see the other figures.
"Is this ancient coffin really restraining them?"
Although he didn't die, Ye Fan's lifespan was dry, and he was only continuing his life with the help of the unicorn seed. The terrible road scars would take his life away at any time.
"I'm trapped here, how can I reach the top of the mountain?" He felt that he didn't have the strength to climb up, as long as he got out of the bronze coffin, he couldn't resist the aura of desolation.
"No, I have to go up, there is no time to delay, or I will die here!" Ye Fan was anxious.
If he had enough divine power, he could carry the bronze coffin up to resist the invasion of time, but now he has trouble walking.
"What should I do? The unicorn seeds are shriveled and it's hard to extract life energy. How should I go up?" Ye Fan has never felt so helpless like now.
Death is so close to him, maybe he will pass away before it gets dark, his life will be dry, and it will be difficult for him to continue living.
Ye Fan stood up with difficulty and looked out. The nine huge dragon corpses in the ancient wood forest were like the Great Wall of Steel.
"Is this a real dragon?!"
His voice was trembling, the nine corpses looked exactly like the real dragon, and they were as powerful as the sky, but after going through too many things, he was already skeptical about the existence of fairy spirits.
"Maybe it's just a flood dragon that has evolved to the extreme."
Ye Fan gritted his teeth, rushed out quickly with the unicorn seed in his hand, and ran towards the huge dragon corpse with gleaming scales. He was going to drink the dragon's blood to continue his life.
"Clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere, and Ye Fan's fingers seemed to be chopped on the Wanlian Shenshen Iron, which could not be cut open at all. The injuries he suffered were too serious, he could not even move a single dragon scale after being hacked a few times, and the terrible avenue scars made him almost unable to stand up.
He couldn't break the dragon's corpse with all his efforts, and his body became more and more aging, and he almost fell to the ground on his back. Ye Fan exhausted his last ounce of strength, reluctantly returned to the copper coffin, fell to the ground, unable to move any more.
"Am I really going to die?"
Ye Fan was dejected, far away from his hometown, came to the other side of the starry sky, died in a place that no one knew, no relatives, no friends knew, it was too sad.
"If I die like this, who will shed a tear for me..."
He couldn't even spread the news. Ten or a hundred years later, there would be only one bone in this place. If someone with amazing talent could come here, he would only be amazed.
Ye Fan really didn't want to die like this, he said to himself: "What cards do I have that I can take the initiative to use?"
He searched all over his body, the golden Taoist scriptures, the silver Yuantian book, Bodhi seeds...all the treasures, except for the shriveled unicorn seeds, couldn't save his life at this moment.
"Ding"
Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and a small crystal-clear stone fell to the ground. It was only the size of a knuckle, flowing with colorful brilliance, very crystal clear and beautiful.
"Little nannie..." Seeing this little stone, Ye Fan immediately thought of the little girl whose origin was unknown and pitiful.
With a thought in his heart, he put the seven-colored small stones into the palm of his hand, using it as a magic medicine to absorb energy, and with a sound of "swipe", a beam of seven-colored light sank into his body.
"This is..." Ye Fan was surprised, he felt comfortable all over and gained a lot of strength.
He could hardly believe all of this. What kind of stone is this? How could it have such pure vitality? He continued to absorb, and one after another seven-colored brilliance rushed into his body.
Ye Fan finally sat up, regained some strength, and looked at this small stone in disbelief. It is not a medicine of immortality, but it has a powerful vitality.
"Nanxi..." Ye Fan did not expect that the small stone given to him at the critical moment saved his life, otherwise he would not have the strength to stand up.