The night is already deep, a round of jade plates hangs high in the sky, the black ocean is undulating in the distance, the island is light and hazy, Danya strange rocks, and old medicines are welcoming the moon.
In Tanggu, the six-foot golden hibiscus tree was shining brightly, illuminating the night sky. Under the tree, an old man in Tsing Yi was independent, full of confusion, and did not respond to Ye Fan.
In front of him, lay an ancient sarcophagus, filled with a strange atmosphere, and everything on the island became strange because of this.
Above the golden hibiscus tree, an ancient temple is located, looming, majestic, majestic and majestic.
The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have lost his soul, his whole body was in a daze, without any fluctuations in his thoughts, and he stood there like a wooden stake.
"Senior!" Ye Fan raised his voice, facing the one-armed old man, he took a few steps forward.
In front of the Hibiscus Sacred Tree, flames were rising, the holy power of the sun was circulating, and the sarcophagus was terrifying. No monk could approach it, and I don’t know how many people were trying to kill the tree, but they could only stop.
Especially when the Jinwu clan approached several times, they were forced back by the aura of the one-armed old man and the sarcophagus. That giant dormant murderer would explode and hurt people at any time, and no one dared to act rashly.
"What are you talking about?" Some people said coldly, seeing Ye Fan walking forward and approaching the old man in Tsing Yi, they were afraid of getting something.
"We don't care about anything else, this hibiscus sacred tree belongs to my Golden Crow family, so no one should try to mess with it!" An old Golden Crow said solemnly.
On the side, the eight princes of the Golden Crow clan showed their murderous intentions, and they surrounded Ye Fan, trying to trap Ye Fan and kill him immediately.
Li Tian and Yan Yixi drove the Goddess Stove and flew over, sneered in the air, and looked down at them. Lu Ya and two old golden crows flew down, holding black wings and flowing gold, and came to frighten them.
The Son of Taiyin and Taoist Sanque also flew over, armed with ancient holy soldiers to help, and the people from Guanghan Palace surrounded Yi Qingwu to celebrate her return, but did not take any action for now.
As for other big forces, such as Renwangdian, Ziwei Shenchao, etc., they watched with cold eyes and did not express their position for the time being.
The atmosphere at the scene was tense, the battle had been going on for a long time, and it was eased only because Yi Qingwu got out of trouble.
Of course, there have always been battles in the ancient temple, where most of the powerhouses are concentrated, and they are still fighting at this time, people want to get the orthodox inheritance of the ancient emperor of the human race.
Now, the flames of war finally spread to the undead tree, and a golden crow made a silent move, turning into a golden light and hitting Ye Fan.
"The princes of the Golden Crow tribe have made a move!" Someone exclaimed.
This family, a family of ten princes, all of them are leaders-level figures, extremely prosperous, astonishing the past and the present, no master of great power can have such a group of terrifying heirs.
The Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow Clan made a move. This is a young man in his twenties with unfathomable cultivation. He flew out of the fire, burned the sky, and covered Ye Fan below.
However, what people didn't expect was that Ye Fan didn't dodge at all, let the flames touch his body, and didn't get hurt at all during the bath.
He circulated the Ancient Sun Scripture, striding forward, approaching the old man in Tsing Yi step by step, even the true sun fire overflowing from the sacred tree could not hurt him for the time being.
"The Golden Crow clan is nothing more than that!"
Someone secretly sneered, this was obviously provoking, wanting them to deal with Ye Fan with all their strength, preventing him from moving forward smoothly, because no one knew what kind of relationship he had with the one-armed old man.
"The descendants of the Jinwu clan, who are known as fairy spirits, I don't think they are. The nine princes were beheaded, and now the enemy is right in front of them, but..."
"Chi la!"
A beam of solar fire flew out, interrupting the man in the dark's words, replaced by a scream, and the instigator was turned into ashes on the spot.
There was only a sneer on the corner of the mouth of the second prince of the Jinwu clan. All he did was insignificant to him, but it alarmed everyone.
"Oh my god, this is a ray of sun fire essence born from the extreme operation of the sun's holy power. He actually made this kind of thing!"
"It's fine to find a powerful position, and burn it to ashes as soon as you raise your hand. This second prince of the Golden Crow tribe is too terrifying."
Everyone said that one of the ten princes of Jinwu was stronger than the other, and Lu Ya was the most powerful among them, but after seeing the second prince urging out the Sun Fire Essence, many people were extremely suspicious.
This kind of fire essence is enough to burn the peerless leader to death, and it is difficult for ordinary powers to resist. How terrible is such a person
Many people were staring at the second prince of the Golden Crow, but he had a calm expression on his face, while the eldest prince of the Golden Crow was respected in the field, which made people even more awe-inspiring.
"Everyone, back off, I will kill this person today, if you dare to behead a direct descendant of my Golden Crow, even the resurrection of the Ancient Sun Emperor will not be able to save him!"
A prince of the Jinwu clan spoke, and they spread out, surrounding the Fusang Golden Sacred Tree and Ye Fan in the center.
"You Jinwu clan have too much appetite, you clearly want to swallow this undead tree!" Someone secretly sneered.
"This tree is the dwelling place of the first ancestor of my Jinwu clan. Is there any doubt about that?" asked a prince of the Jinwu clan.
"What evidence do you have that it is the sacred tree of your ancestor?" The man in the dark sneered.
"That's the evidence!" Lu Ya said in the sky, pointing to the lush golden leaves, there was a black nest faintly visible.
"It's useless to say these things. It doesn't prove anything that the golden crow once built a nest on it. Everyone knows that the Fusang sacred tree accompanied the ancient emperor of the sun to prove the Tao, and it belongs to the human race." A living fossil of the Human King Hall said.
The Hall of Human Kings is one of the oldest inheritances of the human race. Their statement at this time made the atmosphere of the scene suddenly subtle.
The tenth prince of the Jinwu tribe stood up. He was the youngest, young and vigorous, and said very bluntly, "In all kinds of myths and legends, Fusang and Jinwu are inseparable. The emperor is the ancestor of my Jinwu clan."
"Haha..." Li Tian laughed loudly, looking down with the Goddess Stove in his hand, and said, "Why don't you say that the originator of Renwang Palace, the founder of Guanghan Palace, the ancestor of Ziwei Divine Dynasty, and Lao Tzu of Bajing Palace are all your ancestors?" the incarnation of
The question of who owns the Fusang Sacred Tree made everyone present tense and vigilant, and all major forces wanted to snatch it.
But people know that no one group can monopolize it, and everyone can only divide it up. In the end, it is just a question of how much can be obtained. The current toughness is to obtain more in the future.
"I think these can be discussed later." The eldest prince of the Jinwu tribe said. He is very calm, over fifty years old, with blond hair and shawl, and an old Taoist priest.
"That's right, now please sit on the sidelines, let's get rid of our clan's great enemy first." The second prince of the Golden Crow clan nodded, looking intently at Ye Fan who was facing forward.
"If you want to kill me, then come here first." Ye Fan turned around and said.
At this time, he had already arrived in front of the old man in Tsing Yi, everyone was shocked, the sarcophagus was lying there, and anyone who tried to attack with holy soldiers was blocked back.
Ye Fan was confident, naturally because of the rusty copper, the two old birds seemed to sense the unusualness of this place, and they never flew into Qilunhai.
The sarcophagus is terrifying, every ray of energy that overflows is enough to obliterate a peerless person, it is displayed quietly like that, extremely mysterious.
"Everyone, it's time to take action!" Someone from the Golden Crow tribe shouted, they felt bad, Ye Fan actually approached the old man in Tsing Yi, without fear of terrifying coercion, this is not a good sign.
The others were also surprised. Ye Fan came under the undead tree, let the sun and fire poured on his body, and was not damaged at all. Two old coppers helped him block it.
"Set up the array pattern, kill him here!" The eldest prince of the Golden Crow tribe shouted, although he was over fifty years old, he had a vigor that even young people could not match, he was dressed in Taoist clothes, his blond hair was loose, and his eyes were very cold.
"boom!"
Except for Lu Ya, the eight Golden Crow princes all stood in a specific position, and a complex pattern spread out under their feet, which was earth-shattering.
"What, this is the ancient god formation of the Golden Crow!"
Each of the eight Golden Crows held an ancient array flag, which was written by a sage! This is a lore kill, and Ye Fan is not given a chance at all. At the same time, it is also planning and acting to seize the God Tree.
"They actually set up this piece of divine pattern. This is an ancient killing formation, and the peerless god king will be hated if he gets trapped in it!"
People are terrified, this is the Zhenjiao formation of the Jinwu tribe, which has not been born once in tens of thousands of years, but it was created for Ye Fan if they didn't want to.
"boom!"
A sea of power surged like a vast ocean, dark clouds billowed, and demonic clouds flooded the sky, submerging this place all at once!
The eight flags are as black as ink, like eight ancient gods and demons, terrifying and boundless, standing there, with the power to cross the three thousand worlds.
At this moment, a terrible light rose from this ancient killing formation, blazing and frightening, a golden figure appeared, standing proudly in the dark clouds that swallowed the sky, he was extremely tall, towering into the magic cloud, and shot long shots from his eyes. Tens of miles of golden light!
"That's... the Great Sage of the Golden Crow Clan!"
"This ancient killing formation is too terrifying, it even summoned the clone of the great sage of the Golden Crow clan!"
The terrifying aura was sent out, causing many people in Tanggu to collapse on the ground, unable to stand at all. The unruly, domineering power made everyone tremble with fear!
Only the powerful forces with holy weapons can remain calm, and if they are not deterred, no one else can move.
"What is the Golden Crow going to do?!" People were extremely shocked.
To deal with Ye Fan? It's really a big deal, this is the Zhenjiao array of the Jinwu clan, and it is enough to kill the supernatural king.
This is not some imitation of the ancient flag, but the real original banner of the ancient killing formation, which was actually placed here today.
"The Jinwu clan wants to monopolize the Fusang sacred tree!" Someone shouted.
Li Tian and Yan Yixi made their stand with actions, and they were the first to make a move, sacrificing the Goddess Stove and rushing forward.
"Everyone, I can assure you that this move is only to kill Ye Fan, please wait and see!" Lu Ya said at the right time, and sacrificed the black-winged golden 镋, and the two old golden crows behind him also helped each other to fight against the Goddess Furnace .
Originally, everyone else wanted to make a move, but now they stopped.
"boom!"
In the sky, dark clouds rolled, the magic mist billowed into the sky, the sky and the earth were pitch black, as if in the ancient times, a golden figure stood in the clouds, the eyes were terrifying, more glaring than the sun!
He has already made a move, and stepped forward, intending to suppress Ye Fan to death, the mighty power against the world that he unleashed shocked nine heavens and ten earths, and it was far away.
Ye Fan was not surprised, he stood calmly in front of the one-armed old man, without a trace of fear, and secretly sent a voice transmission to Yi Qingwu, saying: "If you return the Guanghan Que to you, can you cooperate with the Goddess Furnace to bring the ten princes of the Jinwu clan back to you?" And kill all the elders with one blow?"
"That's impossible, the black-winged golden sword is a holy weapon, and that ancient killing formation is even more terrifying!" Yi Qingwu had icy muscles and bones, graceful and graceful, like a banished fairy under the divine moon.
"Forget it." Ye Fan said.
"Who am I, who am I..." the one-armed old man in Tsing Yi asked himself, his eyes became brighter and brighter, he raised his head suddenly, and picked up the sarcophagus.
The Golden Crow God of War in the sky was full of light, standing in the dark clouds, oppressing the nine heavens, but when facing the god Nian and the sarcophagus, he was incomparably dignified and stopped moving forward.
"Nine heavens and ten earths, I am the only one who is the only one, sweeping the three thousand worlds, reversing the six reincarnations, I am the Sun Emperor!"
The one-armed old man in Tsing Yi hugged the sarcophagus and said slowly. At this moment, it seemed that the three realms and six realms were shaken. The entire vast black North Sea was hit by big waves, and the clouds in ten directions collapsed.