Chapter 708: Illusion within an illusion, purple coffin with withered bones
While the ancient clans were talking, the two people from Tianming Palace were also talking.
"It's him. I didn't expect that he was still in this world and became a quasi-emperor..." Ye Fan stared at the purple-haired old man in the space realm, very surprised.
An old quasi-emperor who is more than 8,000 years old is rare in ancient times.
He knew that one, the father of the Great Sage Qianlun, one of the ancient sages whose life and death were unknown in the Dragon Cave.
Down the long river of time, many practitioners have chosen the last path after reaching the end of their journey - retreat to death.
One step of life and death can change your fate against the will of heaven!
This is almost a dead end, because there are very few people who want to break through the barrier, and more people sit silently in the cave and perish, unknown to future generations.
The former lies dead, while the successor pursues the path with perseverance.
Monks from generation to generation seek immortality, break the boundary membrane, and wish to enter the immortal realm.
From the earthly worms to the ancient supreme beings, they are all of the same kind on this road.
Their names are - Path Seekers!
"There are so many outstanding people in this world!"
Ye Fan sighed softly, realizing that time has passed. His determination to pursue the great road became more and more determined.
This life was different. He didn't have much contact with the ancient humans and demons. Although his disciples later suppressed the descendants of the dragon clan, they were far from a life-or-death feud.
Therefore, when the Quasi-Emperor came out of the Dragon Cave, he could only express emotion, not much hostility.
The master of the Ming Palace sipped the tea slightly, feeling the other person's breath, but there was no emotional fluctuation.
The opponent has a good foundation. He possesses fragments of the emperor's blood and has refined a small portion of the elixir. He is not considered weak among the new quasi-emperors.
But this is compared with vulgar people.
If the thing to be measured is oneself...
"Three fingers can suppress it."
The black-haired young man thought about it for a while, took into account the old dragon's bloodline ancestral shadow technique, and came to this shocking conclusion.
Ye Fan on the side didn't know, he was still imagining the power of the quasi-emperor, and the younger brother beside him was already thinking about how to capture the opponent alive.
You must know that in a life-and-death battle at the quasi-emperor level, it is more difficult to suppress and capture alive than to kill.
This realm is very special. Most of the physique owners are eclipsed. The role of bloodline begins to shrink. One's own Tao and Dharma are the real contenders.
In this realm, using the weak to attack the strong is qualified to compete for the throne of the Supreme Dao...
"In the past, when I was on the Starry Sky Ancient Road, I saw Quasi-Emperor Mingde. That kind of aura is not something that lower-level monks can resist."
"That's not necessarily true. As a great sage, that gentleman has killed the quasi-emperor."
"How many people have been like this over the past tens of millions of years? That lord is ranked supreme, comparable to the most powerful people in ancient history."
The followers under Ye Fan whispered and were very jealous.
Especially the golden lion, dragon and crocodile who have extraordinary bloodlines are already high-level saint kings, and the ones with the strongest cultivation can even be called heavenly kings.
To them.
The great sage can be expected.
It is difficult for a quasi-emperor to enter!
Only when you reach the quasi-emperor can you be considered the true overlord, and are completely different worlds from the Great Sage.
There are definitely not many great sages in Daluotian today, and all the major forces have great sages sitting in charge.
But there are only a handful of quasi-emperors.
Not to mention anything else, let’s just talk about the Qingxuan Ancient Road in the Qinling Mountains where the Emperor Star was buried. He built the Natural Road and reached the ninth level of the Saint King during the Dharma Ending Period. Later, he broke through the Great Sage level, obtained the Imperial Scriptures and ancient books, and advanced all the way to the top of the Great Sage. .
But in front of the quasi-emperor's natural moat, everything is false.
Now, Qingxuan has stayed in the ninth level of the Great Sage for more than a hundred years.
During this period, he read different scriptures and understood the elixir of immortality. He gained a lot, but he still failed to open the door.
If there is no special opportunity in the future, it is normal for him to be stuck for thousands of years.
This is the difficulty of the quasi-emperor, which makes people sigh.
The greatest difficulty creates the highest.
Even in the Luotian Realm, the quasi-emperor is an absolute high-level person. His words are as important as a fairy mountain, and he is a truly powerful person.
Although Feng Jun enjoys the benefits of this realm, he is still much weaker in a real collision.
After all, the future is the future, and the present is the eternity of the moment.
Not sure if it was a coincidence or something, Huahua and Yan Xiaoyu were both staring at the old man in purple robe.
For them now, quasi-emperor is obviously the key step they pursue.
After finishing the tea, the palace master looked up at Jiuyang, then glanced at the quasi-emperor, revealing a different emotion.
No one noticed that in the shadow cast by the supporting light, belonging to the master of the Palace of Life, there was a faint sense of coldness coming from the darkness.
After Huahua sighed at the foot of the steps, she looked back and saw that the blood in her body was almost frozen, and an inexplicable fear filled her heart.
The person sitting on the phoenix wood chair turned into a woman wearing an ice blue dress, a long bun, and a blue and gold hexagram mark between her eyebrows.
The woman was very beautiful in life, she was bright and charming, graceful and graceful, and she was like a pure lotus in the snow, which made people dare not blaspheme her when they looked at her, and gave her a chill that would repel people thousands of miles away.
At just one glance, Huahua felt as if she had seen a ghost. She felt dazed and her mental body fell into an inexplicable emptiness.
When he came back to his senses, the strange woman disappeared again, replaced by the master of Tianming Palace with black hair and silver robes, who controlled the ring of the avenue.
"what happened?!
"What exactly went wrong..."
This made his soul almost insane.
With his soul in the realm of a saint, his memory just now is absolutely impossible to be wrong.
But no matter how he activates the Heavenly Eye of Dharma, the young man with long hair and silver clothes remains immortal, with chaotic light in his brows and eyes, as if they are eternal, with an air of immortality.
"Uncle Black Emperor..."
Huahua thought of the big black dog and used a secret weapon to express her doubts.
Then he encountered two crisp noises in an instant, making him jump and his bald head almost bulged.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The Lord of the Palace of Destiny is the Lord of the Palace of Destiny. You are a young woman in blue. Do you know that you are slandering a quasi-emperor?" The Black Emperor's attitude was very serious.
Based on its experience, it has long seen the unusualness of this place, as well as the not-so-deep family relationship between the owner and Ye Fan.
Perhaps friendship is a more accurate description.
Under this situation, even it was trembling and did not dare to provoke the Lord of Tianming Palace.
Not to mention Huahua.
"But I really saw it. Uncle Black Emperor believes in me."
"It's hopeless. I practiced calligraphy secretly before practicing."
The ferocious big black dog shook his head, rarely feeling very sad. Huahua grew up under his watch, and everything was good. He was just addicted to the "former" word secrets, and would always be nagging for a while.
There are several such people in Tianshu Mansion, among whom Duan De has the most serious symptoms. Every time he has an attack, he will say words such as "Tian Zun", "Huang", "Brother", etc. He is very crazy and cries loudly.
Laugh and don't remember anything after that.
The Black Emperor called these people the "previous batch" and even specifically told Huahua not to follow in the footsteps of the unscrupulous Taoist priests.
Unexpectedly, the little bald man still made it this far.
"Uncle Heihuang, I really read it right. There was really a young woman in blue there just now." Huahua was so anxious that she wished that Uncle Duan De was not here at this time.
If it was a tomb robber, he would definitely be able to tell something.
"When I return, I will cure your serious illness..."
The Black Emperor said something perfunctory, and then ignored Huahua.
It doesn't have time to take care of such trivial matters. If you have the time, wouldn't it be a good idea to take a few more glances at the Ring of the Great Dao of the Lord of the Palace of Destiny?
This ring is mysterious and possesses indescribable power. The power of time in it is so rich that it is enviable.
Embarrassingly speaking, although the Black Emperor is the dog of Time Emperor Wu Shi, he is not proficient in the Law of Time.
This flaw was once pointed out on the spot by Duan De, the immoral and smoking-eating person.
"The Black Emperor under the Emperor Wu Shi? If you don't understand time, then you are not the Emperor under the Emperor Wu Shi..."
The angry big black dog couldn't sleep well for several days and nights.
But it can't do anything if it's angry. There are some things that you can't learn just because you can't.
This kind of talent is too demanding, and it is even more difficult to achieve great success.
But now, it seems that there is a possibility of recovery. There is something in the ring that is attracting it.
The Black Emperor had a premonition that its rare talent for the Law of Time had a slight flicker after entering the Palace of Destiny.
It was ecstatic about this turn of events, but it showed no expression on its face.
There is no psychological burden for it to eat alone.
"When this emperor has mastered the art of fixing the sky, Ye Fan and Duan De will all have to step aside. Only this emperor will be the only one to guide the country and look down on the world..."
The Black Emperor became more and more excited as he thought about it. In Sendai, a puppy lit up the sandalwood made from Enlightenment tea leaves, trying to improve his enlightenment level at all costs.
As a result, with various blessings, the avenue lines in its eyes became more complicated and mysterious, and it seemed as if it had fallen into the world of laws.
Three thousand avenues, time is honored.
Just when the Black Emperor's thoughts were about to touch his own time perception, a gust of wind blew, so cold that it reached the bone marrow, causing him to tremble subconsciously.
"What the hell?! How could Daluotian have such a sinister wind..."
The big black dog woke up instantly and realized something was wrong.
When it came back to its senses, the shocking scene it saw in front of it suddenly stunned it, making its hair stand on end and feeling terrified.
The once-immortal palace disappeared, the sun fell, leaving only a broken and bleak burial place.
In the supreme Palace of Destiny, there are now countless ghost tombs, dark cracks, and ancient caves. It is unknown how many creatures have been buried. This scene is very strange, as if it is frozen in the long river of time under the dark setting sun, at the end of the destruction of heaven and earth.
screen.
The scarlet blood was flowing aimlessly, glowing with golden light, no one knew who was flowing it, it was silent and terrifying.
In the center of the cemetery, an inconspicuous tomb is open, with a purple coffin lying on its side, independent of the blood and water, but it is not soaked in the blood and water, and it is close to it.
And sitting on the copper coffin was a humanoid creature, curled up, holding its knees with its hands, head tilted, looking at the dark sun, motionless.
This is very blurry and very unreal, no matter how hard the Black Emperor tries, he can't see it clearly.
However, this picture was absolutely torn, leaving the Black Emperor dazed and even fearful.
"There's a ghost!"
Really frightened, the big black dog screamed and quickly activated his magic power to sacrifice something to save his life.
It never wanted to experience this weird scene in its entire life.
However, the talisman seal placed in the secret of the heart disappeared unexpectedly.
At the same time, the humanoid creature on the purple coffin seemed to notice this, slowly stood up, and its eyes shot out two pale, hard-to-gather rays of light.
This time, the Black Emperor could see a little more clearly.
Its heart stopped, and the surroundings suddenly heard howling like a killing pig.