Zishan, the bells are long and long, affecting the ages, piercing the void, turbulent past and present, and resounding all over the earth.
As soon as the bell sounds, the world will be overwhelmed!
I don't know how many people were petrified, and I don't know how many powerful cultivators were trembling. The entire Northern Territory lost its sound for a moment, only the roar of the bell.
It is like a ray of divine light from the beginning, piercing through the vast land, making all living beings tremble, and coercing the nine heavens and ten earths.
After many years of silence, the beginningless bell rang again, as if it was about to collapse the heavens of all ages, but all monks trembled from their souls.
At this moment, I don't know how many people knelt down and worshiped in the direction of Zishan, with sincere respect.
Many human monks had tears in their eyes, kowtowed devoutly, and they were trembling all over in reverence as if they were gods.
"Darkness and turmoil are coming, and the clock without beginning will determine the universe!"
Many people murmured almost superstitiously, and kept worshiping in the direction of Zishan, all kneeling on the ground, unwilling to get up.
The most glorious period of the human race was the era when the last great human emperor was born without beginning. He suppressed the world, swept the outside world, shocked the eternal stars, and flourished to the extreme.
What turmoil in the restricted area, what supreme existence, what immortal life, dare to appear, all of them will be suppressed and killed without any suspense.
His appearance pushed the brilliance of the human race to an extreme, for nine days and ten places, everyone was awed.
But it also seems that because of this, the luck of the human race has been exhausted. It has passed away since no beginning, and since then it has declined. It is difficult for the emperor to appear again.
Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, the human race has gone from bad to worse. In the current world, even saints are almost invisible, and it can no longer be compared with that period.
"when… "
The long bell continued to ring, resounding through the sky and the earth, and hearing the bell wave again, all the monks of the mortal race were excited.
Is the Great Emperor Wushi still alive? This is the first thought of many human monks, and the blood spurts.
The reappearance of the Great Emperor Wushi, suppressing thousands of peoples in the ancient times, just thinking about it makes people's blood surge, and people can't help but feel the urge to scream.
The human race was ebullient, but the primordial myriad races were silent. On this day, everyone was terrified. Many sleeping ancestor kings were awakened and remained silent.
The emperor of the human race is the same as the emperor of the ancient times, invincible in the sky and on the earth, no one is not afraid when the bell rings from beginning to end, and everyone is panicked.
The ancient emperor mountain is the pure land in the hearts of all peoples in the ancient times, and it is a place of pilgrimage, because the god in their hearts is immortal and the emperor enters there. However, in the later generations, it was occupied by the Great Emperor Wushi, making every ancient creature angry and fearful. How much courage does it take to dare to do this
"It's been more than a hundred thousand years, is he still alive?" the ancient ancestor king said to himself.
The bells kept ringing, making their faces change again and again. This is a very bad omen. Is the ancient emperor still alive
The most worried person was the Valley of the Gods. This was like a heavy blow, and it was like a slap in the face, firmly slapped on their faces.
Not long ago, they were domineering, looking down at the world, saying that unless the ancient emperor was resurrected, they would crush the barbarians in Nanling and kill the Ye family, but just after they finished speaking, the bell rang.
Is this a coincidence or a warning? Everyone's body froze in the valley of the gods, and the bell was ringing at this juncture, which made them feel extremely scary.
This is how to go out, all the warships that took off landed, and a few bell waves stopped their conquest.
The people in the Valley of the Gods were ashamed, and this time they mobilized the crowd, but they were anticlimactic. They all felt that their face was shameless, but they didn't dare to act rashly.
Everything has to wait. If it is true that there is a human emperor in the ancient emperor mountain, let alone them, it is useless even if the various clans join forces!
Unparalleled deterrence! This is the Great Emperor Wushi. Even though he has disappeared for many years, the sound of his bell immediately silences the world and everyone is quiet.
No one dares to resist! The immemorial tribes who will be born are all obedient, dormant in the lair of the Northern Territory, and dare not take any further actions.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for a definite result.
In the Ancient Emperor Mountain, Ye Fan confronted the terrifying creature covered in red hair for a day and a night before finally ringing the bell of no beginning.
The bells and waves continued, and in the peripheral area, pieces of dry flesh turned into powder, scattered like soot, not gorgeous at all, but extremely terrifying.
What kind of existence are these? The followers of the Immortal Emperor! Each can compete with the holy shell, but it is nothing under the clock without beginning.
Their collapse was silent, and the bell waves swept across the entire mountainside, every corner was spared, and the horror was boundless.
If it spreads to the outside world, it will definitely terrify the ancestors and kings. This kind of scene is frightening, and the emperor is immeasurably powerful.
However, the red-haired creatures retreated immediately, leading the most powerful group of mummies to the depths of Zishan, and gathered in front of the crystal coffin.
Then, nine nine eighty-one black flags were hoisted, and with a fluttering sound, they surrounded the place and protected them.
This is the most powerful ancient treasure of a group of ghosts. It was personally sacrificed for the Immortal Emperor of the year. The ninety-nine and eighty-one banners are integrated into one, possessing the supreme imperial prestige.
Although the years are ruthless, it is too long, and the banner is incomplete, but after all, it was refined by the ancient emperor, and it still has immortal divinity, surrounded by black light, blocking sound waves.
"Click!"
The eighty-one flags made a sound, and small cracks appeared on them, which would collapse after a long time.
It is true that they are engraved with ancient emperor patterns, but they are not made of fairy materials such as phoenix blood red gold and the mother spirit of all things, which cannot stop the emperor's power released by the clock without beginning.
The bell waves appeared one after another, and the fine lines appeared, spreading in all directions like ripples, destroying all obstacles.
"Ah..." A mournful cry came from the banner, excruciatingly painful, "I am Zhang Lin!"
With the last roar, Zhong Bo disappeared, and the Zishan gradually returned to tranquility, and a needle could be heard.
On a quiet path, there was a rattling sound, and a figure walked in an extremely lonely way, and came to the most open place inside Zishan.
At this time, Ye Fan's face was pale. It took a long time for Zhong Bo to calm down. He stared at the figure coming from a distance, and said two words, "Patriarch."
Every inch of Zhang Lin's body has thick red hair, more than half a foot long, ferocious and terrifying, like a devil. However, at this moment, his eyes have calmed down, there is no more gloom and hostility, but only endless sadness.
"I don't have much time, and the endless clock wave is deafening, but it can only temporarily restore my clarity for half a moment." The desolate voice, the helpless mood, carried a kind of loneliness.
The fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi disappeared for more than 10,000 years and turned into an unknown red-haired monster. He woke up today.
Ye Fan was in a complicated mood. In this situation, he met the patriarch of Yuan Tianshi's lineage. He was half demon and half human, and he no longer had the unique demeanor of the past.
Back then when he was in Shizhai, Zhang Wuye once told about everything about his ancestors, all kinds of ominous things would happen to Master Yuan Tian in his later years, which was extremely terrifying.
In the end, on the night he left, a red-haired whirlwind blew outside, and inexplicable and terrifying creatures howled for a whole night.
"What happened?" Ye Fan asked, not much time, he wanted to know clearly the ominousness of Yuan Tianshi in his later years.
"That night, I met the previous generations of Yuan Tianshi." Zhang Lin arrived calmly, sitting on a rock outside the square, as if he had fallen into a long memory.
"The previous generations of Yuantian Patriarchs lived tens of thousands of years ago, how could they still remain in the world?" Ye Fan had endless questions in his heart.
He clearly remembered that the fourth generation of Yuan Tianshi exhausted his energy and calculated for many years, and hid in the restricted area in the early days, hiding in a place where things must be reversed, but he still failed to escape the catastrophe, and something ominous happened in his later years.
"That night, the terrible red-haired whirlwind was very loud, whining like a devil crying. Outside the window, there were several creatures with horrible hair walking around and screaming. Although I had never seen it before, I knew that it was a few patriarchs. .”
Ye Fan felt chills all over his body. What kind of power allowed people from thousands of years ago to survive until now, turning them into such monsters
"In my later years, I was enlightened, and I can see all kinds of weird things, such as ghost soldiers borrowing the way..."
Tens of thousands of yin soldiers and yin horses appeared from the ground, using the yang way of the world, to fight towards the unknown front, and the ancient saints made way for them, waiting for them to pass.
Zhang Lin saw many horrible things, which were extremely strange. In his later years, he lost control of his body and mind. He had been to Shenxu and Xianling. The more places he saw, the more terrifying he saw.
"It's been 10,000 years, and I don't know what I've done..." In the end, Zhang Lin sighed, Yuan Tianshi's fate cannot be changed, he is half-demon, half-human, and doesn't know the past.
That night, while listening to the roar outside the window, red hair grew on his arms first, and then his whole body was quickly covered, and he lost consciousness.
"Where are the other patriarchs?" Ye Fan asked.
"After that night, I never saw him again." Zhang Lin said.
Ye Fan felt a little terrified, Yuan Tianshi had an ominous event in his later years, and he was actually called away by his ancestors tens of thousands of years ago. It was like a ghost calling a ghost, who was hooked away when he was old.
"Why did such a thing happen to us?" Ye Fan asked.
"The harmony between heaven and earth, the birth of the source essence, our lineage has cut too many strange stones, stolen all the secrets, and unearthed too many secrets. It is predestined in the dark." Zhang Lin is covered in red hair, very scary , He sighed, and said: "I ask you, have you ever cut out the unformed Holy Spirit, have you ever dug up the truth that was sealed in prehistoric times, have you ever seen strange stones that you dare not cut? Passing through the underworld... Yuan Tianshi in the past has had such experiences many times, and it is already doomed to have bad luck in his later years."
Ye Fan was stunned, and then said: "I just want to know what that is?"
"I can't tell, I don't know the way, I just hope you don't have such an old age, some pain is unbearable." The fifth generation Patriarch Yuantian said seriously.
"It's too late, I've already cut out a Nine-Aperture Stone Man, and now it's not too far away from the realm of Yuan Tianshi. I want to visit the Shenxu, Xianling, and Taichu Ancient Mine, and it's inevitable."
"I hope you will never see the previous generations of Yuan Tianshi." Zhang Lin could only let out such a sigh.
Both of them were silent, and it was Zhang Lin who finally broke the silence and said, "Why did you come to Purple Mountain?"
"The primordial ten thousand races were born, and the dark turmoil is about to come. I want to postpone this day, so that the world will be shocked by the clock wave without beginning." Ye Fan said truthfully.
"Is the darkness and turmoil coming again?" The fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi said to himself, then raised his head, his red hair trembling, his eyes glowed coldly, and said: "Then let me exert my last remaining heat, Yuan Tian Master's lineage, I will share the town of the Northern Territory with you."
"Just the two of us..." Ye Fan was surprised.
Zhang Lin opened his mouth calmly and said, "There are still a group of death gods. Although they have only one night to live when they walk out of Zishan, they will be scattered with the wind at the moment of dawn and become dust of history, but it is enough."