Under the gaze of everyone in Beidou, Feng Jinghong, Ye Fan and others left in the Nine Dragon Coffin, leaving Beidou and heading to the depths of the universe.
The starry sky is a dark curtain, the stars are just embellishments, and coldness and darkness are the themes.
Kowloon Laguan, drifting quietly in space without a trace of sound. If you are alone, this loneliness alone can drive you crazy. Fortunately, there are four of them in total, and they can communicate with each other spiritually, so it will not be too boring.
About half a month later, the Kowloon coffin drove away from the darkness and came to a bright star field. Several people suddenly looked back and saw the bright Big Dipper. Obviously, Ye Fan's diversion plan failed.
Kowloon Coffin Pulling is an eternal and stable route. Even if there is an occasional deviation, it will be automatically repaired and corrected. It cannot be changed by a mere Sendai monk.
Although Ye Fan was regretful, he accepted it calmly. He didn't have high hopes at first, he just took a chance.
On this day, several people who were meditating opened their eyes and felt something approaching.
This is a purple gold warship, its hull is covered with sword marks and traces of time.
Yancai, who had the highest level of cultivation, was the first to sense the aura. She stood up with a solemn expression:
"There are many auras of the Ancestor King, including the Great Sage!"
Several people became nervous when they heard this. It was hard to say whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to meet such a group of masters in this boring universe.
The Kowloon Coffin and the Purple Gold Warship were traveling opposite each other, and they soon bumped into each other. Until the two met, the ancient ship remained calm without any sound.
Feng Jinghong created a divine chain to connect the two together, and then stepped onto the ancient ship:
"Let's go, it's rare to meet some fellow travelers in the starry sky, let's go up and visit them!" This is also one of the goals of his trip and should not be missed.
Yancai didn't stop her and stepped forward to clear the way. With the imperial weapon in hand, she was confident that she could defeat any opponent, including the Great Sage!
Ye Fan thought for a while and followed him. If it was really a group of ancient kings, it would definitely be safer to stay with Feng Jinghong than by himself.
The ancient ship is not very big, but the interior is vast and boundless, forming a small world of its own. There are stretches of ancient palaces and even medicine gardens. However, it is a pity that most of the area has been destroyed, and there are wars everywhere.
There are many traces, including the remains of saints.
"What happened back then to actually destroy this secret treasure like this..." God Huang murmured to himself.
Feng Jinghong knew that it was the ancestral king team led by the three major tribes of Beidou in the late ancient times that went to Ziwei and had a shocking battle with the saints of Ziwei. In the end, the people of Ziwei paid a heavy price and banished the ancestral king into the uninhabited world.
It was only in the depths of the universe that Ziwei's misfortune was resolved.
Several people continued to move into the ancient ship and saw the skull of the female saint who followed Wu Shi and the jade pendant she left behind.
With Feng Jinghong and the two ancestors here, it was naturally not Ye Fan's turn to take advantage. Yancai put away the jade pendant, carefully examined it and then said softly:
"Your Highness, there is actually an inheritance of the Emperor's Scripture here, which is the fragment of the human race's "Taiyin Scripture"!"
Feng Jinghong happily accepted the inheritance and skull. Several people had already learned about the life of this female saint from the carvings left on the ground, and that she had an old relationship with Wu Shi.
Judging from the original plot, Wu Shi still cares about this woman named Tiris, and maybe she will use it in the future.
The few people continued to go deeper and saw piles of corpses and bones left by saint-level masters, and finally came to an important place.
Pushing open the palace door, what you see are more than forty pieces of divine source, each piece has an ancient ancestor king sealed in it. However, these ancestor kings are dry and lack vitality, and they do not react even if several people come in front of them.
.If Yancai and Huangshen were not saints with keen senses, most people would probably simply regard these ancestors as corpses.
It has to be said that this Ship Ancestor King is defiant enough. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed since they were exiled, and they have managed to survive until now. Although they are close to running out of fuel, they have survived in the end.
Looking at the appearance of these ancestors, God Huang seemed to have thought of something:
"Back then, a group of powerful ancestral kings, led by the three major clans, went to the outside world to find a way to survive. In the end, they lost all news. Unexpectedly, there was an accident..."
In the last years of the ancient times, the Battle Saint Emperor failed to transform into a war immortal. The Beidou world changed drastically, and catastrophe came. In order to protect themselves, the ancient ancient tribe chose to proclaim themselves the source of the gods and sleep underground, waiting for the world to recover and be reborn in the future.
However, some ancestors were unwilling to do this. They chose to go outside the territory to find other ways to survive. Finally, they found the coordinates of the Ziwei Star Territory and set off on the Zijin Warship, which also led to everything that happened later...
Just when a few people were still immersed in the ancient past, a slight cracking sound was heard. The colorful eyes shined, staring at one of the three divine sources in the center.
It was a humanoid ancient creature with a thousand arms, and it was a great saint. At this time, the great saint opened his closed eyes and was looking at them coldly.
Yancai was not afraid and looked at him. Although the other party was a great sage, due to his current bad state, Yancai was sure to suppress him with one hand.
The two sides faced off for a long time, but in the end the Thousand-Armed Great Sage couldn't bear it anymore and got out of the divine source.
"Who are you?" the great sage asked hoarsely.
"The eight gods under the Immortal Emperor's throne have met our seniors." Yancai and Zhenshen bowed slightly.
"It's you, members of the Ancient Imperial Mountain!" The Senju Daisheng seemed a little surprised. Before being captured by Wu Shi, the Ancient Imperial Mountain was a holy place worshiped by all races in the ancient times, simply because the immortal emperor's dojo was there.
"I am Motian, I belong to the Rama clan!" This is a very powerful ancient royal clan. Its characteristic is that it has many arms. The strength is directly proportional to the number of arms. A person like Motian with more than a thousand arms is already the pinnacle of the clan.
Fighting strength.
"The two next to them are the Great Sage Qianyuan from the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest and the Great Sage Cang Yue from the Baiyin Tribe." Motian pointed at the other two Divine Source Blocks and said.
After the introduction, Motian seemed a little embarrassed and asked: "We have been floating in the universe for a long time, and our fuel has dried up. Fortunately, I have met a few Taoist friends. I wonder if I can borrow some divine energy to continue my life. I will have some in the future."
Great reward!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The condition of their crew is very obvious. They are extremely lacking in life essence and energy, and they are all dried up. If they can’t get more replenishment, they will really be in trouble.
I can't stand it any longer.
Motian waited nervously for the two's reply, but saw Yancai, the most cultivated person, looking at the boy who looked about ten years old: "Your Highness?"
Feng Jinghong smiled and said: "We are both from ancient tribes, so naturally we have to help each other!"
Motian asked curiously: "Who are you?"
"This is the Emperor's own son, His Highness Feng Jinghong!" Yancai introduced.
Motian's eyes widened in surprise: "The Supreme God actually has an heir alive, Motian is so polite!"
It has to be said that the Immortal Emperor's status in the hearts of all ancient beings is too high. As his heir, even the Great Sage must treat him with courtesy. This is definitely not a treatment that any other ancient emperor's children can enjoy.
Feng Jinghong also saluted: "Senior, you're welcome. Please wake up all seniors so that we can recover faster together."
"Your Highness, there are too many of us, and we will need a lot of energy..." The Motian Monkey King said in a very tactful tone. The energy required for the recovery of more than forty ancestors is an astronomical figure. It is obvious that he does not feel that Feng Jinghong
You can carry so many sources with you.
"Senior, don't worry." Feng Jinghong waved his sleeves, and with a crash, the hall was filled with colorful divine sources, and the surging energy surged like a tide, drowning everything in the hall.
"Okay!" Motian was overjoyed. A divine thought was emitted, and more than forty divine source blocks cracked open. Powerful auras revived one by one. As soon as Hajime appeared, he began to frantically absorb the overflowing energy. For a moment, the entire hall seemed to appear.
Dozens of storm eyes stirred up the sky and earth, causing the void to tremble.
A quarter of an hour later, the essence in the temple disappeared completely. Strong figures of different shapes walked out of the dried divine source blocks, and the powerful qi machines connected together, as if gods and demons in myths were born, and the world was turbulent!
"We thank the Son of God for saving us!" More than forty ancestors and kings saluted and thanked them at the same time. The sound of their voices was loud and the scene was shocking beyond words!
Feng Jinghong was extremely excited. With this help, her Immortal Dynasty was truly fearless of others.
Even if they are not his subordinates, even if it is just a favor, it is enough for them to take action once.
Three great saints, six saint kings, and thirty-three ancestor kings. Before the road to immortality is officially opened, this kind of strength is enough to overwhelm any force in the world!
And after the first Immortal Road is opened, he should have the strength of a quasi-emperor, and then he won't need to rely on the forces behind him.