In the pure land of Xuandu Cave, the purple rocks stand tall, the cliffs are clean, dragon grass grows, ginseng grows, unicorns lie alone under the bluestone, silver trains hang down, steaming, spirit birds fly, and old medicines are fragrant.
On this day, the Bajing Palace, which has not been seen for a long time, suddenly appeared in the holy territory of Taiqing. The purple tiles flowed brightly, and the ancient palace was misty, as if it was located outside the 33rd floor.
A man with an ordinary appearance and a short stature, no matter how he looked at it, came out. There was a resemblance between the corners of his eyes and the eyebrows of the dead Yin Tianzhi.
He sighed softly, standing in the holy land of Taiqing, standing in front of the Bajing Palace, staring at the broken mountain outside the Xuandu Cave.
"Tianzhi is dead... I spoiled you, you are domineering, I know you will suffer a big loss sooner or later, I never thought that this time it will be a farewell."
Having said that, his eyes suddenly sharpened, sweeping away the peace just now, like two magic lamps, shooting out two divine lights tens of miles long.
At the same time, the purple energy was powerful and went straight up to the sky for three thousand miles. He was enveloped by the infinite purple energy, like a saint, unfathomable.
"Tianzhi is wrong, but he is my younger brother after all, so he can't die in vain." His words were calm, but they were quite shocking. They could be heard in the wilderness, and I don't know how many miles they have been spread.
On this day, Yin Tiande, the owner of Bajing Palace, reported that Guan Yixian said only one sentence, he wanted to kill a person, and he made a picture scroll and presented it.
That's all, but it shocked everyone!
Yin Tiande, a mysterious and powerful young man, defeated the leaders of all parties ten years ago, and no one knew his origin.
In the same year, he became the master of the Bajing Palace, which had been covered in dust for a long time, and became the master of the Taiqing Holy Land, shaking the world.
More than 2,000 years ago, an old Taoist priest who rode a bull came across the starry sky, opened up the Xuandu Cave, and built it into the Palace of Eight Views, where the purple energy spread for 30,000 miles.
This place has become a sacred land, no one knows how powerful the man named Lao Tzu is, and in the end he disappeared, leaving a secret place empty.
Many people have searched for it, but they all returned without success. In the end, Yin Tiande, a young leader who defeated the leaders of all parties, carried the great fortune of heaven and earth, passed the path, and entered the Palace of Eight Views.
Ten years have passed, and people no longer know how powerful this young man who rises like a mythical emperor is!
Now, when he left the customs like this, he only said that he wanted to kill one person, which naturally attracted the attention of all parties.
However, he didn't come out in person, and went to the death test again. His cultivation had reached a critical period, and he didn't seem to want to waste any time.
However, since he has spoken in this way, someone will definitely act for him. His rise is unstoppable, and some powerful forces have made friends with him. All of this will be done without his hands.
Everyone knew that the young man on the scroll was in danger, and most likely his head would be beheaded before Yin Tiande could leave the customs.
"It's such a big aura, it moves in all directions with one word, is it comparable to the power of a saint?" Ye Fan had a sneer on his lips.
It has been a month since the battle of the saints, and the ancient ship never returned, only a piece of copper stained with the holy blood of the human race fell to the ground.
After that battle, the old lunatic, the great sage of the human race, never appeared again. Ye Fan looked up to the sky and lamented, knowing that it was a bloody ending.
The old lunatic didn't let an ancient ancestor king return, and used his blood to sprinkle the sky in exchange for the peace of the human race, but people could hardly see him anymore.
When the saint dies, the long song should cry. But time can smooth everything out, and after only one month has passed, the land has calmed down again.
In the past month, Ye Fan has been walking on the earth to understand the world, but he has inquired about the Bajing Palace in Xuandu Cave, the Holy Realm of Taiqing, and finally has a certain understanding.
During this period, he was also doing his best to refine a piece of dry Shenyuan shell, not wanting to have a catastrophe in the future.
A few years ago, after entering the starry sky from the desolate altar in the Beidou Ancient Region, he brought out a corpse with the head of a dragon when he encountered a copper warship for the first time.
Now that I think about it, the Taikoo King didn't die at all, but his vitality was so dry that he only had the last trace of vitality.
This is a serious problem, once given a chance and supplemented with energy, most of them will recover in the future!
However, what reassures him a little is that the ancient king can't take the initiative to absorb life essence, as long as he suppresses it well, he shouldn't be able to revive it.
For a month, while cultivating, he used the holy formula of fighting to evolve into a black hole, devouring the shell of the divine origin, and snatching the last trace of life energy inside, trying to make this saint never have any hope of resurrection.
"Ten years ago, Yin Tiande defeated the leaders of all parties, and then got the inheritance of the Eight Scenery Palace in the Holy Land of Taiqing. Now I don't know how powerful it is."
"That man killed his younger brother. Could it be that his life is too long? Even the master of Xuandu Cave dared to provoke him. It's incomprehensible."
Ziwei Ancient Starfield, Luzhou, many people are talking about this matter, expressing different views.
Ye Fan had only come to Ziwei Ancient Starfield not long ago, and his appearance quickly spread throughout the continent. There was no prominent battle, but he became a famous figure.
Of course, it wasn't any glory. Many people thought he was a mortal man. Offending Yin Tiande, Luzhou's arrogance, was almost half dead.
"It's so majestic!" Ye Fan was not in a good mood, the old lunatic was blood-stained, and it was difficult for him to calm down after a doomed ending.
He paid such a price for this ancient star, and he also made some efforts, but he didn't want to have a grudge with a powerful person, and other people wanted to kill him.
Of course, there were not many people who saw Ye Fan in that battle, only some people in Tianyuan City followed, saw the power of the saint, and paid attention to Ye Fan a few times.
"Somewhat familiar. When the great sage of the human race fought against the ancient ancestor king, this young man made a move and sent out the black gourd!"
"It seems to be him, and there are some similarities."
In Tianyuan City, several leaders were astonished. The person Yin Tiande wanted to kill was drawn into a scroll and passed on, which was almost the same as the young man he saw that day.
They have doubts, but they won't change anything. The vast majority of people in other areas of Luzhou don't know about it, and they are all watching quietly.
"Yin Tiande has a few sworn brothers, but they are all extraordinary figures. One is Duan Muming, son of the Taiyin god, the other is Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Jinwu clan of the Fusang Shenshu Kingdom, and the third is Sanque Taoist from the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling. .”
"These people are all great heroes, and under the premise that Yin Tiande can't make a move, most of them will kill that young man on their behalf."
People talked about it, and they were all in awe.
Duanmuming, son of the Taiyin god, Luya, the sixth prince of Jinwu, and Sanque Taoist from the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling, are the leaders of the Ziwei ancient star field. They are located in different continents.
"It is said that Lu Ya, the Sixth Prince of the Golden Crow, passed by Luzhou on business. Do you think he will stop there just to behead that young man?"
"Sanque Taoist from the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling may also come. It is said that he will escort half a page of mysterious scriptures and exchange the other half page at the Hall of Kings. Will he make a move when he passes by Luzhou?"
Ye Fan couldn't help frowning when he heard all this, just hearing the names of those people, he knew that there must be a big origin!
The prince of the Jinwu clan lives on the Fusang sacred tree. Could it be that clan in ancient mythology? He shook his head, thinking it was unlikely.
Mingling, an ancient Taoist temple, how extraordinary can the half-page scripture be protected in this way, if it is to be exchanged with the Hall of Kings, is it impossible for the fairy scriptures
Although Ye Fan frowned, he didn't have any fear. Now that he is a saint-level figure, he has practiced ancient scriptures, and his flesh is incomparable. There is no need to live aggrieved.
"Even if I live in the mythical and legendary Ziwei Ancient Starfield, I will not be bullied."
This ancient place of origin of life does not have extreme emperor soldiers, but it is extremely prosperous. There are various ancient methods, which have been passed down for a long time. If you want to sharpen yourself, it is really a magical place.
After becoming a holy master, what he fears the most is the threat of the emperor's soldiers. Now there is no such supreme holy object hanging above his head. He has the formula of Xingzi, and anyone in the world can get it.
The Ziwei ancient star field has been circulated in the ancient country for a long time, and there are many legends. Ye Fan guessed that when there is an ancient road connecting the two places, he would like to find it.
At the same time, he also had a guess that there was no shortage of extreme weapons in the Big Dipper Starfield, most of which had something to do with the disappearance of the emperor soldiers in the Ziwei Ancient Starfield or even other ancient lands.
"Big Dipper, most likely have unknown secrets, maybe this place has an ancient road leading to that star field."
Whether returning to his hometown or crossing back to the Beidou ancient star field, he may be able to find the ancient road on this ancient star.
Tianlang Mountain, a prestigious place, since ancient times, seven generations of Sirius have been born, it is a holy land of the monster clan.
Today, the owner of Tianlang Mountain, Old Wolf God, is at the top of the sky, unfathomable, and has a great reputation in Luzhou. On this day, he ushered in his 2,800th birthday after becoming a human.
In Luzhou, people from many major religions came to celebrate their birthdays, and some of them were present in person. It was a rare event.
Ye Fan also came. Looking at Tianlang Mountain from a distance, it is majestic and majestic, with green air steaming, and at the same time it is incomparably magnificent, with many thousands of feet of waterfalls falling down, and ancient sacred trees growing between the cliffs.
Look carefully, this ancient mountain is like a wolf howling at the moon, straddling the front, possessing a ray of immortal divine power, and the huge cliff rift, like a wolf's mouth, is swallowing essence.
Today, there are a lot of people coming in and out of Tianlang Ancient Mountain, all of them come to celebrate the old wolf god's birthday, and they are all famous strongmen or rising stars of various ethnic groups.
Ye Fan climbed the ladder with the Xingzi Jue, regarded all kinds of ancient formations as nothing, passed the desperate situation step by step, and came to a magnificent mountain villa.
Although he didn't have an invitation card, but with this unique knowledge, the disciples of Sirius dared not neglect him and welcomed him in respectfully.
The old wolf god who has been incarnate for 2,800 years has long explained that any monks who come in with tyrannical strength without an invitation must also be regarded as honored guests.
"There are also people coming from the Hall of Human Kings. The old wolf god has a great face, and there are some outstanding figures in this hall to celebrate his birthday."
"Wrong, this was just a matter of chance. It was supposed to be the Taoist San Que who came out from the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling, in exchange for half a page of scriptures."
"Just exchanging half a page of scriptures, let these two great gods inspire so many people, so solemn, can it be that half a page of immortal scriptures can't do it!?"
At this moment, a few real fires of the sun streaked across the sky, shining brightly, and descended a few young men in golden feathers, all of them had long golden hair, as if made of divine gold, surrounded by golden flames, and even their eyes were dark. is golden.
At this time, a lot of people came to the villa, it was very lively, many of them were big figures with great vision, and there were many top leaders.
Not to mention the younger generation, they are all outstanding people from all ethnic groups, but their expressions changed at this time, and many people carefully avoided them, for fear of colliding with these young people of the Golden Crow tribe.
"This is Lu Ya, the sixth prince of the Golden Crow clan. He really came, and is he going to stop at Luzhou to help his sworn brother Yin Tiande?!"
People felt a tense atmosphere, and everyone knew that Luzhou was probably not calm anymore.
"brush!"
A young man from the Jinwu tribe opened a scroll and said, "Is this person here?" He asked loudly to the person next to him that it was Ye Fan's scroll.
"I didn't see it!" Someone replied, not wanting to be troublesome.
"I knew he didn't dare to come. Where the Sixth Prince passed, he could only retreat. Who would dare to stand in the way!" One of the young men of the Golden Crow tribe sneered with incomparable conceit.