Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 678: Eternal exile

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The hanging island of Ji's family was pierced, the ancient chariot fell down, smoke and dust shot up into the sky, rocks pierced through the clouds, Wang Teng swung the Heavenly Emperor Sword and cut off one of his forearms, and blood flowed.

After the world-shattering blow, it turned out to be such a result. The so-called invincible young generation of Beidi ended up like this, and suffered a big loss.

There was no sound at the scene, and everyone was shocked. No one could have imagined that this would be the result. How could Wang Teng, who is said to be the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, lose his arm? !

Except for Wang Chengkun who was distressed, no one spoke out and watched all this silently. This was really too sudden and exceeded people's expectations.

The Eucharist was so powerful that everyone was throbbing. This was slapping the face of the Wang family nakedly. The emperor they were so proud of was blood-stained in the sky when they came up, which was too tragic.

Previously, the Wang family was domineering and arrogant, thinking that Ye Fan was just a pile of dry bones on the emperor's road, and he was the target of execution.

However, such a scene happened. Their so-called invincible Northern Emperor suffered a big loss. Everyone in the Wang family had fever on their faces, and their hearts were extremely worried.

It's hard to guess who will win and who will lose in this battle. No one can draw a conclusion. No one could have expected Ye Fan's attack to be so sharp.

"Crackling..."

The flesh and blood of Wang Teng's left arm trembled, the bones made a crisp sound, and continued to grow. The essence of the four directions poured down like water, and the broken arm regenerated, and it was intact almost instantly.

"Be careful, Teng'er!" Wang Chengkun shouted from behind. If it wasn't for the big public, he would have stopped the battle and led people to surround and kill Ye Fan.

Beidi has never suffered such a big loss since his debut, his expression is so cold that he can freeze, and his martial arts eye was not broken during the battle with the monkey.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword shook the sky, and Wang Teng held the Heavenly Emperor Sword and drove the golden ancient chariot to kill again. His long black hair stood on end completely, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

The golden holy sword, as thick as a mountain, reached up to the sky, and fell down like a mountain. The sound was deafening, like an ocean surging into the sky, which made people's heart palpitate.

Ye Fan held the copper coffin and slashed forward, like waving an ancient universe. All the heavens shook together through the ages, and the hanging island was disintegrating, unable to withstand the fluctuation.

The Northern Emperor quickly withdrew his sword, but did not cut it down. He was probing, estimating how strong Ye Fan's combat power was.

Ye Fan paused his arms, and the copper coffin fell into the void, and suddenly a terrible abyss appeared, with starlight flickering inside, as if it was connected to a star field.

"Hey!"

Wang Teng's eyes were blazing, and he shot out two dazzling brilliance. The Martial Dao Heavenly Eye came out again, and struck at Ye Fan again.

Ye Fan was very calm. With a copper coffin to protect his body, the little golden figure sitting cross-legged between his eyebrows was holding a small black gourd. He shook it vigorously, and a divine light flew out like a flying knife.

Bei Di's eyes were as condensed as a sword, and when it hit it, it clanged, but was finally incinerated by the nine-color mist and collapsed into the void.

Moreover, the beam of light shot from between Ye Fan's eyebrows did not slow down, and shot out through the void, rushing towards Wang Teng's head, unstoppable.

This time, Beidi had been prepared for a long time, still to evaluate Ye Fan's combat power, his feet glowed, and he drove the ancient chariot back with a mark every step.

A ray of divine splendor rushed through, piercing through a palace in the distance, turning it into fly ash in an instant, leaving nothing, not even the dao pattern engraved on it could stop it.

How could the Eucharist be so powerful? What kind of power is contained in the vertical eyes he opened? This is everyone's question, and they didn't know it before.

Wang Teng repeatedly tried and shot, but he didn't fight head-on, and Ye Fan was also planning to kill the opponent with one blow, and he was catching the nine-colored fire in the black gourd.

"All spirits transform into Tao, the sands of the Ganges River count!"

The Northern Emperor suddenly shouted, and all the forces in this world were transformed into the rules of the Tao, the essence of the vegetation, the essence of the scorching sun, the twilight of the stars, and the origin of the universe, all poured down.

After observing for a long time, he finally used a great technique in the attack. This is a secret technique in the Emperor's scriptures. It can intimidate people without any way to measure it.

In this world, all spiritual bodies and all powers are transformed into the rules of the Tao, turning everything into the traces of the Tao, forming a striped road, running across the void.

This is a very terrifying divine art, which makes people feel like they are in a nightmare, and it is difficult to resist. There are so many spiritual beings in this world, if they are all summoned to transform into Tao, they will be endless, so there is a saying that there are as many as sands in the Ganges River.

In the universe, there are dense nets everywhere, some are silver, some are purple... All spirits transform into the Tao, and the number of sands in the Ganges River becomes a net of the avenue, and the cover falls down.

In the rear, even people like Nan Yao and Zi Tian were moved, and the leaders of all parties were also awe-inspiring. This kind of secret technique is extremely abnormal, turning everything in the world into the law, and using all the power of rules for their own use.

Silently, a big net fell like this, isolating the outside world, forming a small world of its own, operating the law of ten thousand ways, and eliminating all opponents.

"Break it!"

Ye Fan yelled loudly, a divine flame flashed between his brows, and a huge hibiscus plant appeared in front of him. The leaves were like golden essence, clanging, and nine golden crows flew out like nine suns.

"boom!"

Nine golden divine birds, flames soaring to the sky, burned everything, tore off all the threads of laws, and shattered the rules above them.

"The Sun's Scripture!" Someone exclaimed, recognizing this method, which is almost the same as the divine power possessed by the Sun's Scripture in ancient legends.

"No wonder, Eucharist obtained the Sun Sutra and cultivated the Sun True Fire!" Others suddenly realized.

At the same time, many people are horrified, this is a terrible ancient scripture, one of the origins of human practice can be traced back to the ancient times.

In the ancient past, the human race shared two ancient scriptures, namely the Taiyin and the Sun, which were unfathomable and carried the infinite wisdom of the ancients. It is said that they originated from another star field.

Later, when the human race flourished, several ancient emperors had comprehended these two ancient scriptures, and after receiving infinite enlightenment, they created their own talents and minds.

Therefore, the two ancient scriptures of Taiyin and Taiyang are also called mother scriptures, which have a very special meaning. Unfortunately, they have been lost for too long and cannot be found.

Ye Fan received the bodhi seed in his body, operated the mysterious method of the Sun Sutra, and controlled the nine-color fire thread, showing an inexplicable power.

The hibiscus tree stands tall, rising from the ground, huge and lush, both the trunk and the leaves are golden, the fire is burning, and the nine golden crows are circling, destroying the power of Huadao.

"boom!"

Everything disappeared, the Dao Mark was eradicated and ceased to exist, only a holy flame was burning in the world, and the nine Golden Crows rushed towards the Northern Emperor together.

"Is the Sun Sutra really so powerful?" People were in shock, but the faces of the Wang family were ugly, and the Eucharist exceeded their expectations.

"Cross star field cross!" Wang Teng shouted lowly, his hands were drawn vigorously, a huge cross crack appeared in the sky, and a large crack in the void extended.

Like a dream and an illusion, a cross star field appeared, like stars interspersed, intersecting and hanging in another void.

"boom!"

This is an astonishing collision. The mist of the ninth layer of fire seems to be able to burn the entire sky. When it collides violently with this cross star, endless ashes rush up.

Bright!

flaming!

tyrannical!

One piece after another, the great power of Dao impacted, like a tsunami hitting an embankment, like a galaxy hitting an ancient star, and it became a land of despair.

When everything disappeared, the cross star field was wiped out, and the ancient hibiscus tree and golden crow also disappeared, and the flames went out.

"It turns out that it is the Sun Scripture and the power of heretics!" Wang Teng said to himself, as if he had figured out the reality, he said in a deep voice: "I want you to understand that the gap is the gap, and it is impossible for people to reach the sky in one step! "

Ye Fan was calculating whether he could involve all the members of the Wang family. He wanted to win a battle and wipe out all the enemies of this family, observing the terrain and location.

The Northern Emperor left the ancient chariot, sat beside him in the void, moved his hands, and shouted: "Everything should be over, eternal exile, the secret art of chaos!"

The void is distorted, all directions are destroyed, and there are countless void abysses in the world, extending to different planes. This is a mess of time and space.

"The Chaos Ancient Emperor's... Chaos Sky Secret Technique!"

Someone exclaimed, it is certain that Wang Teng has mastered a very terrifying secret technique, which can banish people into unknown time and space.

To be exact, it is forcibly breaking into an inexplicable dimension, shaking the heavens and the earth, forever locked up, and disappearing from this world.

Ye Fan resisted, sacrificed the copper coffin, urged the small black gourd, and disintegrated it with the monstrous holy flame. However, this kind of secret technique is too strange. Once it is activated, countless void abysses will be layered on top of each other. One piece will be burned and another will be created, endless.

"call!"

With a muffled sound, the abyss of void engulfed Ye Fan, and then another abyss came to contain it, overlapping each other, and Ye Fan was thrown into the endless turbulent void.

"Chaotic sky secret art, eternal banishment!" Bei Di shouted, Huo Di opened his eyes, stood up, and landed on the golden ancient chariot.

In front of him, the endless layers of void all disappeared and closed forever. Ye Fan was thrown into a small dimensional space that no one knew about, and just disappeared.

"What?"

"this is too scary!"

All the heroes are hairy, cold from head to toe, this secret technique of Emperor Chaos Ancient is so terrifying that it is almost evil, no matter how powerful the opponent is, he can be exiled.

Once you enter such an endless dimensional space, it is almost impossible to turn back, until you die when your vitality is exhausted, it is impossible to find your way back.

This is an invincible secret technique created by Emperor Chaos Ancient. It is an extreme emperor technique that uses the weak to attack the strong. If you have supernatural powers, once you are hit, you will be exiled forever.

"No, little leaf!" Ji Ziyue exclaimed, tears slid down and dripped on the purple clothes.

"Leaves!" Pang Bo also roared.

"Little Ye Zi, how could this happen!" Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian and the others also shouted, looking into the void, glaring at Wang Teng, heartbroken.

"Haha..." Wang Chengkun laughed, incomparably carefree, the power of the Northern Emperor was unstoppable, and he was incomparably happy.

Everyone else was pale, the Northern Emperor only relied on the style left by the chaotic emperor, what master can't deal with it? Even living fossils can be banished!

This kind of unrivaled secret technique is almost unsolvable. It is a secret technique developed by the ancient emperor with his whole life. It is invincible, and it is famous for attacking the strong with the weak!

"The Northern Emperor's reputation is well-deserved, and he has such a mighty power. Who in the world can stop him?"

"Sure enough, it is the posture of the sky. This age group has already looked at the world, which makes the elders helpless. It is worthy of being called the reincarnation of the ancient emperor!"

"A generation of Tianjiao really stepped on the bones of the Eucharist and marched on the blood-stained road, and will surely prove the Tao in the future!"

Many people stepped forward, and those who had a good relationship with the Wang family kept complimenting and admiring them.

In fact, everyone else also acquiesced that such a Northern Emperor was really hard to resist, and even a big bandit in the distance frowned in fear.

In the boundless chaotic sky, there is eternal darkness and coldness, as if there is no end, Ye Fan is constantly drifting, unable to feel the passage of time, it seems like millions of years have passed, and it seems like an eternal moment, he is suffering Think about the way back.

Silent, cold, dark, without any hope, he sat alone on the ancient bronze coffin, drifting in one direction forever.

He seems to be lost in an ancient universe, and he can't find the loop. Sitting on the copper coffin, he thinks hard, asks his heart, and locates the loop.

"The road I've traveled, the Tao I've experienced, the laws I've felt..." He murmured to himself, deduced continuously, and gradually became quiet.

In the end, he asked and asked his heart, the track of the Tao lingered in his body, the source of the heart was shining brightly, and at the same time they sang together, playing the sound of the Tao in the eternal darkness.

His whole body was crystal clear, and a bright light rose in his heart, faintly hidden, pointing to one side, Ye Fan broke through the small dimensional space, and started a long journey.

There is never an end, and one piece after another is broken, and there is always no way back.

However, he did not give up. He sat cross-legged on the small copper coffin and silently recited an ancient scripture. It was only a few hundred words long, but it was as profound and unfathomable as a heavenly book.

It was the scripture that originated from the ancient bronze coffin. He had been studying it all these years, but he still couldn't understand it.

One word after another flew out, branding his heart, like a trickle, very gentle, nourishing his gods and replenishing his body essence.

When he understands the heart, understands himself, and understands the way, the light in his heart becomes brighter, and he falls into a wonderful situation where the Tao and the self are one, guiding him forward.

But at this time, he did it. It has to be said that Ye Fan is very talented on the way of practice. After ten years of hard work, he has the current strength, which can explain everything.

The lamp in my heart is always bright, I am the way, guiding the way back, breaking through the fog, walking through the endless void, and embarking on the way home.

"I have already said, what is the Eucharist? How can it compare with my clan's Teng'er." The members of the Wang family laughed.

Wang Chengkun was full of ambition, and he was proud of having a son like this. When he stood in front of the golden ancient car and looked at Ye Fan's old friend, he was full of contempt.

"He can't do Eucharist, he's far behind my son!"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the void shattered, and a copper coffin rushed out and hit him on the back, turning half of his body into mud on the spot.

"Little Yezi!" Ji Ziyue exclaimed in tears, her beautiful eyes widening.

"Leaf!" The others also exclaimed.

"boom!"

At this moment, the black gourd in Ye Fan's eyebrows jumped, and the divine fire burst out, drowning the golden ancient chariot.

"Ah..." Wang Teng's uncle, Wang Chengyun, was the first to bear the brunt and became a human-shaped torch on the spot.

Bei Di also screamed, half of his body was set on fire, and he howled horribly.

This scene stunned everyone!