"What is your relationship with the Zifu Holy Land..." Wang Yangzhan, the old leader of the Yin Yang Sect, moved his eyes slightly and noticed something unusual.
This mysterious existence, who is comparable to the Holy Lord, is very similar to the temperament of the Holy Lord of Zifu. The former is even better than the latter. The mana of Zifu is condensed to the extreme, which makes people feel excited.
"Did you see it?" The Holy Son of Purple Mansion said coldly.
His forehead bones shone brightly, and the spiritual thoughts tempered by the secret of "Qian" poured out like the moonlight, with shocking fluctuations, as vast as the sea, and thousands of wisps of purple flowers burst out.
An indescribably precious purple star rose and floated behind him. The two resonated, bursting out with even more terrifying power, which made people suffocate.
"It's somewhat similar to the secret techniques of Ziwei Cult, but it's even more amazing. What is the origin of this person..." Wang Yangzhan's eyes flickered and he was very cautious.
There is a holy lord, and there are holy soldiers passed down from generation to generation, and their physique is probably that of a king. If you want to fight with him, it will definitely be a life and death battle!
"It is related to the Zi Mansion, and he has learned the secret technique of the Ziwei Sect in the Central Region! Who could it be?"
"General Zifu, in the past few years, the saints and saints of Zifu Holy Land have disappeared one after another, but the soul lamp is not extinguished. Could it be the saint son of Zifu?"
"That's not right. This is the peerless Holy Master who can compete with the leader. He cannot be a young man. There are too few people like Nan Yao. The Holy Son of Zi Mansion cannot do this..."
The stone forest is very large, and the rocks have strange shapes, each of which is different. Some are like a lying cow, some are like a green tiger, and some are like a coiled phoenix, which isolates this area. In the mist outside the forest, there are elders from the Holy Land talking to themselves,
I am very curious about this mysterious man.
"The Divine General of the Purple Mansion... Titled by the Divine General, it seems to be something that happened in ancient times!" The elder Su from the Huanggu family was present, but at this moment, Lingling shivered.
In the distant past, it was an ancient era of near-gods. There was a man who swept across the world and ruled all the worlds. That man had eight great generals under his command. They pacified the eight wastelands of the universe and were invincible.
Stoppable.
"Are they from the ancient tribe?" Some people watching the battle frowned, worried about this.
In all the major holy places in Beidou, aristocratic families know the strength of the Taigu Clan. Some great sects have even issued strict orders that sect disciples are not allowed to have conflicts with the Taigu Clan. Violators will be severely punished...
"You and I are both the leader of the cult. There is an undying hatred between the Yin Yang Sect and the Holy Body. Do you really want to go through this muddy water?"
The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect spoke in a solemn tone. The ancient Yin-Yang mirror above his head bloomed with black mist and blood. The black and red Yin-Yang diagrams rotated endlessly. Two of the small worlds were looming, exuding terrifying power!
Murderous aura surged into the sky, and the sound shook the sky. Ye Fan, who barely stood up, turned pale. He was struck by this coercion and almost fell to his knees.
At this time, a faint green light emitted from his body, full of ancient charm, bearing the marks of ancient times, and also bursting out with a saint-level aura, isolating the pressure of the saint soldiers.
"This little beast really has a secret treasure!" The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect looked cold and stern, and the murderous intention in his heart became more intense.
"The Yin-Yang Sect has lost its destiny and will encounter the disaster of exterminating the sect in the near future!"
The Holy Son of Purple Mansion said a fact in a calm tone, which caused an uproar among the spectators. Many young people were filled with enthusiasm and respected him very much.
The Yin Yang Sect is in Zhongzhou, and Eastern Wasteland plunders talented children and turns them into slaves in the sect, which is disgusting.
Taken due to the prestige of the Yin-Yang Sect, the world dare not speak a word. Now a peerless holy master has appeared and dared to challenge an ancient religion. Today, there may be a bloodbath and the death of a leader-level figure...
"I wonder where this senior comes from..."
Ye Fan was also a little pale, and at the same time he felt grateful in his heart. Although he had backup plans, he could not guarantee his survival.
After all, this time is different from before. A sect leader who has lived for more than 3,000 years is chasing after him with the holy soldiers passed down from generation to generation. Even the Taoist slayers cannot resist him. It will definitely be a catastrophic disaster.
"Arrogant! Do you really think that I dare not kill you? If you provoke the divine religion, your death is near!"
The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect shouted loudly, his white hair standing on end, thick wisps of blood flew out from his Tianling Cap, penetrated the sky, and the light hit the bullfighting, almost drowning this withered land.
He became famous two thousand years ago. At that time, he was already the master of the great religion, and his fame shocked the five regions. Now, as time has passed and he has a bone age of three thousand years, no one dares to underestimate this living fossil, knowing that he is an unfathomable person.
figure.
The Holy Son of Purple Mansion had a calm expression, his whole body was surrounded by chaotic energy, his eyes were filled with purple light, and he exuded a transcendent aura.
"Zheng!"
In an instant, a faint sword cry was heard, and a god shattered the void, flying in like a fairy light from outside the realm, reaching directly between the eyebrows of the old leader of the Yin Yang Sect. Not to mention him, even everyone watching the battle felt their bodies tearing apart.
collapse.
"Evolution of Yin and Yang!"
The white-haired old man pinched his fingers, and the Yin-Yang Holy Mirror above his head became more and more brilliant, spinning continuously and flowing out black and red mist.
The sound of the clash of golden swords shook the sky, and countless sparks emitted from the surface of the ancient mirror, which were brighter than the stars and dazzling. They narrowly blocked the ray of sword light.
"The two realms of Yin and Yang!" the old leader of the Yin and Yang Sect roared, using all his strength to activate the Yin and Yang Mirror!
"Crash!"
Big waves passed across, tides surged, and a torrent of blood flowed out, directly covering the world and turning it into a sea of blood.
Not only that, the lines of the holy path began to appear on the other side of the ancient mirror, and the boundless black mist surged toward the front, carrying with it the secrets that had corroded the ages.
This is not a simple divine power attack, it contains two small worlds, and its power is unparalleled. The wave of world-destroying waves comes from far to near, causing the cultivators to change their colors and quickly retreat!
The weapons trained by the ancient saints are enough to suppress the Tao-killing King, and they are even more crushing to the Sendai monks.
"Bah!"
The Immortal Power of Feathering was flowing, and the Holy Son of Zifu was running the Mysterious Sutra, and a layer of light feathers appeared on his body, with a metallic luster, making a clanging sound, resonating with the Devouring Talisman Seal in his body.
The thin ray of chaotic origin in his sea of suffering was also reviving, blending and colliding within his body, and bursts of chaotic light burst out from his palms.
This is a shocking transformation in the world. The path of emergence and the path of devouring merge into one, evolving into the true meaning of chaos!
"How is it possible that you can actually control the chaotic airflow..." The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect was very surprised, showing a look of astonishment.
Ye Fan also felt a surge of emotion. He felt the aura of "The Immortal Sutra of Yuhua" and felt a little weak. He must not be a descendant of the Yuhua Dynasty...
"Qiang!"
A purple spear appeared in the left hand of the Holy Son of Purple Mansion, which was made from the purple flame jade sacrifice. He waved the spear, and the brilliance shot out, like a hundred suns exploding, dazzling and piercing towards the opponent.
At the same time, the chaotic mana in his body surged, and the golden and jade staff in his right hand also erupted with terrifying power. The red gold of phoenix blood on the top of the staff was extremely magnificent, and bursts of red cloud flowed out, indicating initial recovery.
The terrifying star patterns covered the sky and stretched out, illuminating the sky. It was so terrifying that it directly suppressed the Yin and Yang world!
Since the quality of holy weapons is different, the mana they need to revive is also different. Weapons made from high-level materials are easier to activate.
The Yin-Yang Mirror is made from holy king-level divine materials and two small void realm sacrifices. In terms of divine power circulation, it is not as good as the gold and jade staff mixed with phoenix blood and red gold.
This is also the reason why everyone hopes to get Ji Dao Immortal Gold. This material has countless benefits. As long as you find one grain and refine it into a weapon, the quality of the weapon will be greatly improved. Its value is immeasurable and cannot be measured by divine sources.
, is the fairy material that everyone dreams of.
In an instant, the yin-yang ancient mirror and the golden and jade staff were intertwined, and the divine chain of order kept flying, making a "clang" collision sound, making Wang Yangzhan's face turn white and his breath unsteady.
In an instant, the mana in his body drained rapidly, swallowing up the bursts of chaotic energy, and he became much older in an instant.
This is not a war at all, the result is already clear!
That golden and jade scepter has become a top-grade holy weapon after Tuoyu Yuansheng's sacrifice. Ordinary holy soldiers cannot withstand its attack. If the Yin-Yang Mirror is not a great holy weapon, this battle may have already been divided.
Victory or defeat.
"Why should an old man with withered blood be born? His descendants will be dishonorable and he will only bring shame to his predecessors!" The Holy Son of Purple Mansion's eyes were blazing, the purple jade battle clothes on his body were shining, and the golden jade staff in his hand was shining brightly, and he locked onto the opponent.
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The living fossil, who was more than 3,000 years old, looked pale. He knew it was over. The opponent's magic power had a devouring quality and suppressed him. Even the holy soldiers of the ancient ancestors could not save him.
"Ah! This is a Holy Lord from the Eight Forbidden Realms, and it is more terrifying than the King's Body!"
The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect is unwilling to give up. As a leader of the generation, he has been rampant in the Big Dipper for thousands of years. He is a giant of the generation. He is as respected as the master of the Ji Dao. His majesty has not declined and he has controlled countless living beings. But now he has been targeted by others and has become
A prey, this is a humiliation, he can't resist.
"The ancestral soldiers are resurrected, the gods are awakened, give me a step to help!" He roared crazily, wanting to fight to the death.
All the monks watching within a hundred thousand miles heard it, and people's hair stood on end. For an ancient leader to scream in despair, one can only imagine what kind of despair he had fallen into.
The black and red mist flows, the mirror light diffuses, the yin and yang mirror reflects eternity, and a black dragon flies out of the black mirror, raising its head and hissing, it is really alive, exuding a dragon spirit.
On the other side, a clear phoenix cry came from the bloody world, and a ten thousand foot blood phoenix fluttered its wings, roaring to the sky and the earth, terrifying and invincible, invincible to anyone who could stand in its way, extremely terrifying.
Under the power of the black dragon and the blood phoenix, Wang Yangzhan's whole body erupted with red and black light, and his white hair began to turn black, as if he was walking against the river of time, heading towards his peak period.
He is tempering his own true blood and wants to break free from the opponent's imprisonment. The cost of doing so is very high. Burning the essence and blood will exhaust his already short lifespan, and he may die immediately after this battle.
However, with fierce soldiers at his side, the old leader has only one choice!
His whole body was shimmering, and he wanted to merge with the Yin-Yang Mirror and escape to the outside world, hoping to escape.
"Stay!"
The Holy Son of the Purple Mansion finally moved, arriving first and holding a golden and jade staff in his hand. The red gold of the phoenix blood shone extremely brightly, emitting a layer of magnificent rainbow light that was even brighter than the stars.
He waved the star staff, swirling three thousand chaotic lights, and struck at the phantom in the void, with the determination to kill the opponent in one blow.
The brilliant red light poured down like a river of stars, shattering the sky. It was vast and boundless and swept away. The stone forest was shattered into pieces, making it vulnerable to a single blow.
The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect was horrified. He didn't care about the Yin-Yang Mirror that was entangled in the golden and jade scepter, and directly tore the void and crossed to other regions.
He knew that the Yin Yang Mirror could not be retrieved, and the opponent's holy soldiers were even more terrifying. This mysterious man was very evil and could devour other people's mana. He was not a match for him at all.
Instead of doing this, the only way to escape this disaster is to flee to other regions...
The Holy Son of Zifu was faster. He stepped on the "Xing" tactic and turned into a streak of purple lightning. He threw the spear from a distance with astonishing killing intent. A rainbow light streaked across the sky and lingered for a long time. This is the law.
Present!
The cold wind blew by, and the walls of Huaxian Pond were broken and devastated. The dry and exhausted river bed was speechless and exuded a strange aura.
No one noticed here. This deserted land didn't look like the Immortal Pond, let alone a dragon's lair.
Only Ye Fan was thoughtful and saw the extraordinary features of this terrain. It was an extraordinary place, with thick stone forests, soaring cliffs, little green vegetation near the dry lakes, and the surrounding peaks were full of vitality.
The more you look at it, the more frightening it becomes. This place is very similar to the terrain recorded in the Yuantian Book. It leads to a mysterious and unpredictable place. Perhaps there is a shocking dragon hidden underneath...
However, he didn't think too much about it at the moment. He took out the jade bottle and drank two sips of the divine spring to restore his condition.
"boom!"
Corpses flew out of the sky, and a stream of light fell, smashing hundreds of huge cracks into the earth, spreading out like a spider web.
In the distance, the Yin Yang Cult members who had just arrived were crying loudly, because this was the body of the old leader Wang Yangzhan, who had been slaughtered and thrown down from the sky.
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In the sky, many strong men rushed to see this result, and everyone was trembling with fear. The leader of a dignified generation came out with the handed down holy weapons, and they were all beaten to death, which shocked the human world.
And the mysterious Zifu Divine General has disappeared and has not been seen in the world.
At this time, Ye Fan was shocked and stared at a huge stone. During the battle between the leaders, all the surrounding stones were blown to pieces and turned into powder. Only this big stone was immortal and shrouded in a faint light.
This catastrophe.
The boulder is very ordinary, with a monk's mark on one side, and an old man riding a green bull on the other side, and there are also strange patterns...
"If there are no accidents, this should be the Buddha's chariot. The other one is riding a green ox to the west, and it should be me. The purple energy is coming from the east, and there is purple energy even on the stone wall!" Ye Fan was moved, with thoughts in his heart, and he thought
I made a conjecture, which is a bit incredible.
The ancients from 2,500 years ago actually appeared on this side of the starry sky. Where are they going along the ancient road in the starry sky?
"I left Hangu Pass in the west and disappeared from China since ancient times. I never thought that I would pass here..." Ye Fan found this incredible. Lao Tzu's "road to the west" was really too far away!
When the two sages came here, could it be said that this is the Immortal Transformation Pond?
But how could the fairy pool dry up? This makes no sense at all. Ye Fan is a little unsure...
In the distance, nine imperial purple dragons roared, covering the sky and the sun, pulling a palace, swirling chaos, and descending here.
The accompanying Holy Master also arrived. Seeing the body of the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, everyone who was close to the Yin-Yang Sect started talking about it.
The excited Yin Yang cult members shed tears and glared at Ye Fan, wishing they could have his skin peeled off and thrown into the eighteenth level of hell to be tortured day and night.
"I beg you to make the decision. The Holy Body has colluded with the Ancient Clan to kill me, the great leader of the human race. If we don't kill this kind of traitor, how can we make the world feel at ease!" The elder of the Yin Yang Sect knelt down in front of the palace, weeping blood.
It's moving.
"The Holy Eucharist is actually raped and must be punished with death!"
"Betraying the human race and harming great sages is a deed worthy of death..."
"Ye Fan, you still haven't confessed your guilt!"
The rest of the people also made noises and cursed Ye Fan. Ji Ziyue's eyes turned red when she saw this scene, and she wanted the old Holy Master to speak, but Ji Tianyun looked indifferent and refused to pay attention at all.
He doesn't want to accept this grandson-in-law, and he can't accept him!
The other party is so capable of causing trouble. In just a few years, he has continuously offended the Yin-Yang Sect, Dao Yi Holy Land, Zifu Holy Land, Dayan Holy Land, and the Golden Family. Many elders of big forces were tricked and killed by him, including Yaoguang's true disciples.
They were all chopped off by him.
Although the Ji family is the overlord of the Southern Territory, they cannot face the wrath of so many forces at the same time.
Compared with Ye Fan, Nan Yao is Ji Ziyue's best match. Unfortunately, Ziyue doesn't want to. As a grandfather, he can't force it and can only watch the Shenzhou Dynasty recruit a son-in-law.
Ji Haoyue has been defeated several times, and the possibility of attaining enlightenment is close to zero. Now the family has begun to select a marriage partner for him, hoping that he will spread the branches and leaves of the Ji family, and perhaps give birth to a second-generation divine body...
"The talent is good, but it's a pity that I don't know how to advance or retreat!" Ji Tianyun said to himself, making a judgment on Ye Fan.
The Emperor Guhua on the side also hesitated.
Ye Fan killed a son of Gu Hua's clan. The other party's father went crazy and hoped that the dynasty would strangle the Holy Body. He remembered Ye Fan's kindness to the divine spring and suppressed the matter.
However, the other party has offended so many powerful forces and has cut off the right path, so the marriage has been abandoned...
Pang Bo and others who had crossed over from the Xuanguang Platform were extremely angry when they saw this scene. Li Heishui spoke righteously and said loudly: "The slanderous person is obviously the peerless Holy Master of our human race, and he is definitely not a member of the ancient tribe."
"No noise, the saint is here, be silent!" Great Elder Yaoguang looked indifferent and shouted to silence everyone, making everyone feel excited.
The other Holy Lords also looked at each other coldly and had a very indifferent attitude. They didn't care about the right or wrong of this matter at all. If they harmed the Saint, these people who stirred up trouble should all die.
Su Yu looked calm and didn't pay attention to these people.
His figure flashed, and the divine tower behind him vibrated, and pieces of golden light flowed out, turning into tiny beads and binding on the ends of his hair.
Su Yu walked quietly to the boulder. The imprint of Sakyamuni was very clear. His face was compassionate, his appearance was solemn, he had the demeanor of a wise sage, and he had an aura of compassion for all living beings.
Lao Tzu's imprint is even more extraordinary, with a majestic purple spirit and riding an ox westward. All the stripes are made up of inscriptions on bells, tripods and oracle bones.
The old master of Qishi Mansion used the magic of Tianyan to calculate and looked over the two brands but found nothing.
"This kind of charm is at least that of two great saints..." The old man in Mai stared closely at the mark on the stone, curious about these two people.
The other holy masters also looked sideways. The imprints left by the two great saints may contain the Taoism of those two people. Unfortunately, after everyone understood it, they still couldn't figure it out.
"It's not the Great Sage, but two quasi-emperors!"
Su Yu looked calm, and with a little finger, the power of the lunar calendar flowed, drawing out a strange rune, the word "Emperor" was shocking, and ripples appeared in the void.
"Quasi-Emperor!" The old palace master shrank his childish eyes and became even more surprised.
In the age of Dharma-ending, the laws are not revealed, but there are actually two people who have proven to be quasi-emperors!
The rest of the people were also shocked. The quasi-emperor was only one step away from enlightenment. He was a legendary existence. The last one whose name was known was Gai Jiuyou who was nine thousand years old!
"Where did these two quasi-emperors come from, and where are they going..." A leader looked at the starry sky, slightly distracted.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo were also shocked. These two former sages of the earth were actually quasi-emperors!
At this time, the Taiyin Emperor's Marks were swirling, and Su Yu's eyes were as bright as lightning. He pointed out, breaking through the illusion, and hit the space hidden in the void.
"Peng!"
In an instant, mist rose from this dry lake, which was extremely misty, but difficult to approach. The smoke and water swirled around, and a puddle of dry lake appeared.
At the same time, heavy fog gradually began to form in Huaxian Pond, covering the entire stone forest.
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The old man in Mai also opened his eyes, looked into the mist, and suddenly realized what he was doing here.
"Is it really the Immortal Pond?" The accompanying leaders were excited. If it were an Immortal Pond, there would be a great opportunity!
It has dried up and turned into a small puddle. If there is an immortal treasure, you can easily find it and get it.
"Buzz!"
Someone took action, stretched out his powerful hand and grabbed at the puddle, hoping to grab the fairy object.
Before the two saints could take action, the Queen Mother of the West, the Great Elder Yaoguang and others took action together. A stream of light penetrated the sky, beating the person who had done it in secret into powder and falling on the spot. The hearts of the younger generation trembled when they saw it.
"Both quasi-emperors have been here, maybe it is the Qinling Immortal Pond, the birthplace of the Qing Emperor." The master of Guishui Palace, shrouded in purple mist, spoke, his voice was clear and crisp, like jade beads falling on a plate, and he was looking forward to this.
"Since time immemorial, countless divine objects have sunk into the Immortal Pond. It is said that there are fragmented Ji Dao emperors and immortal treasures." The Saint of Yaochi next to Su Yu whispered, her dark eyes flashing with wisdom.
Light.
The fog emerged, Ye Fan's expression changed, and he recognized this terrain: "This is the land of immortality. It is a rare and wonderful place in the world. It is connected to a fairy land. The journey is difficult and there must be big dangers!"
This kind of terrain is recorded in the Yuantian Book, but there are only legends about the road to immortality. Even a few Yuantian masters were not lucky enough to witness it. They only speculated on this kind of terrain.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was in an uproar. There is such a road in the Qinling Mountains, and it undoubtedly points to the Immortal Transformation Pond. The so-called road to immortality must have originated there.
For a time, many people gathered at Ye Fan's place, including elders from great religions, hoping that this descendant of the Yuantian lineage could find the path to immortality.
Ye Fan shook his head and said truthfully: "A narrow escape from death is equivalent to a death hurdle. It is difficult to get over."
This kind of terrain is compared to the various desperate places in the Eastern Wasteland. Even the Holy Lord would have difficulty crossing it without making too many concessions.
The Immortal Land is not visible at all during the day. It is hidden in nothingness all year round. Only those who have perfected the Heavenly Eye can see it, but it is also very difficult.
It only returns to the world every tens of thousands of years and takes form. Only then can the world catch its traces and get a glimpse of it.
This is also the reason why no one can find the Hua Xian Pond. It only appears once every ten thousand years and is in nothingness. It does not belong to the world of mortals at all and is a veritable fairy land.
It is almost as if he has descended from another world. This is also an opportunity. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, even if he accidentally catches his traces with his heavenly eyes, he will not be able to get in at all and will escape death.
Whenever it comes to the world on its own, it will be infinitely weakened and not so scary. If the method is superb, it can be passed through.
"Junior can show you the way. With two saints here, we should be able to open the path to immortality." Ye Fan opened his mouth and saluted Su Yu and the old master of the palace.
Su Yu looked calm and did not respond. His sleeves and robes shook, and a pattern of lunar patterns appeared, like a field of stars flashing. The patterns flickered, were complex and mysterious, and merged with the pulse of the earth.
For a moment, the clear light dispersed, the light rain spread, exuding a strange orange aura, and then the dark light dimmed, and a shallow road appeared!
"Let's go!" Su Yu stepped forward and walked onto the light path.
The old master of Qishi Mansion was about to enter, but he found an old man wearing a white robe and a gold star crown walking alongside him, with several young people behind him.
"I'm a poor Taoist!" The Immortal Saint bowed his head and saw the other person's state of mind.
They are both high-level saints, but the other person is a saint who came out of the Age of Dharma Ending, so he deserves a salute.
The old man in sackcloth nodded, took everyone in his eyes, and followed them without saying anything else.
A new saint appeared that made the church leaders a little nervous, but the saint's behavior afterward was even more heart-shaking.
"Your Highness, the affairs in the Central Region have been properly handled..."