Chapter 142 The hero bleeds and sheds tears, full of sorrow!
Running under the sunset that day was my lost youth!
——Ye Fan.
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"My little friend, it's better not to resist stubbornly and obediently return the ancient scriptures of gods that were snatched from the hands of our human king palace."
Behind Ye Fan, there was a cold snort.
That cold snort came not from the mouth of the envoy of the Human King Palace, but from the deputy palace master of the Human King Palace.
After learning that the murderer who stole half a page of the ancient scripture of gods two hundred years ago appeared again, not only everyone in the world was shocked.
Even the deputy palace master of the Human King Palace could not sit still. He came out of the retreat and joined the team that captured Ye Fan.
The deputy master of the Human King Palace is already a thousand years old. Although he is not as old as the old Wolf King, his strength is not much weaker than that of the Old Wolf King.
He has white hair and is more energetic than many young people.
Accompanied by a cold snort, a big bronze hand came out from behind, crushing the void like a huge mountain, grabbing Ye Fan head-on.
"You evil thief, follow me back to Guanghan Palace to meet the current palace master."
The graceful woman who was born in Guanghan Palace spoke out, her cold voice was very different from her graceful figure.
There were petals flying all over her body, the fragrance was fragrant, and she was beautiful. However, underneath this beautiful scene was a terrifying murderous intention, sweeping towards Ye Fan who was running away for his life.
"Hand over half a page of the ancient scripture of gods from Mingling."
The Taoist from Mingling didn't speak much, but when he struck, he was equally terrifying.
The Taoist walked in the void while swinging his sleeves and robes.
The sleeve robe swelled up in the wind, instantly covering the sky and the sun, swallowing up thousands of rays of light. There was a terrifying suction force, and several mountains around were pulled up from the ground by the suction, and they were submerged into the sleeve that seemed to be a bottomless pit.
In the robe.
"Shameless boy, give me back the Medicine King!"
Compared with the previous ones, the old wolf king's roar was more concise and had less redundant words.
Corresponding to such conciseness, the old Wolf King was also the most excited. Because of the loss of this medicine king, he almost passed away on the spot.
How could the old wolf king not hold a grudge to this day for an act that was tantamount to attempted murder?
The old wolf king has already revealed his true form. He is a white wolf the size of a mountain. His silver-white hair ripples like water in the wind, and his pair of green eyes are filled with substantial anger.
The white wolf looked up to the sky and let out a long roar. The roar spread all over the fields. Wherever it passed, mountains collapsed, trees broke, and the plains were swept by like a storm.
The terrifying sound wave was like a sharp blade scraping the ground, cutting away several feet of land. The ground within a radius of ten miles was instantly barren of any vegetation.
"..."
Ye Fan ran for his life and remained silent.
Now it is useless to say anything. Explanations are just cover-ups, and cover-ups are facts.
His footwork is secret, his escaping skills are unparalleled in the world, and his body shape is careless and uncertain. When he moves, he seems to follow the path of the great road. The way is natural and difficult to catch. Like a ghost, he avoids all the attacks behind him one by one.
Although Ye Fan was on the run, the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. How could such a coincidence happen?
If it's just the same name, it can be explained. The universe is vast, and there are countless people with the same name and surname.
But two hundred years ago, the bastard who caused such a big fuss on Ziwei Star that he was now taking the blame, actually also mastered the supreme art of calligraphy secrets.
this……
It's too bizarre.
Could it be that someone knew that he would come to the Ziwei Star Territory and secretly planned to trap him in advance?
Ye Fan was suspicious.
But it doesn't match up. That "Ye Fan" was at least two hundred years ago. At that time, let alone him, even his grandfather didn't know whether he was born.
How could anyone target him?
Although he couldn't figure it out, he still felt vaguely that something was wrong.
"Evil thief, you will definitely not be as lucky this time as you were two hundred years ago!"
The sound of shouts and shouts continued behind him, and the terrifying attacks rushed towards Ye Fan like a tsunami. Before they even got involved, Ye Fan's hair was already standing on end and his muscles were tense.
The Xingzi secret movement reached its extreme, and he ran forward crazily.
This mighty pursuit lasted from day to night, and from night to day without stopping.
Starting from the old Wolf King's birthday, it has lasted for three full days so far.
Starting from Tianlang Mountain, we have pursued a journey of nearly a million miles.
The mighty team not only did not shrink during the three days of high-intensity pursuit, but more monks actually joined the team.
Looking at the dark crowd behind him, Ye Fan wanted to cry but had no tears.
He really wanted to know how deeply he hated what "Ye Fan" did two hundred years ago, and how deeply he hated it.
How can so many people persevere and persevere?
Ye Fan vomited blood. In Beidou, he had always tricked others, but when he arrived at Ziwei, he fell into the trap right away.
It took a big stumble.
"You have made me bear such a big blame. Sooner or later, I will find you out to prove my innocence."
He gritted his teeth and swore.
But before Ye Fan could take a breath, the mighty team behind him approached again.
"grass!"
Ye Fan fled for his life.
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"Oh, it's been so many years, why are the friends in the Ziwei Star Territory still so hospitable?"
Li An sighed, looking a little nostalgic at the black monks who received Ye Fan "kindly and friendly".
In the three hundred years since he set foot on the ancient road to the stars, his first stop was Ziwei Star.
Originally, after he arrived at Ziwei Star, he planned to find his way back to Beidou and return to the Eastern Wasteland according to the original work.
It's a pity that he is not the protagonist, the VIP channel is not open to him at all.
Then he could only be a guest on Ziwei Emperor Star. However, these years he visited the homes of his friends on Ziwei Star every day. These friends were all generous and gave him good things as soon as they met. It was not enough not to accept them.
In order to see him off, he went through five passes, killed six generals, and rode alone for thousands of miles to escort him all the way, for fear that something might happen to him.
It’s so hospitable!
A peaceful smile appeared on Li An's face, and he almost cried when he thought of the kindness of these fellow Taoists.
It's just that after arriving at Ziwei Domain Star, he didn't do anything serious.
He also has a heroic spirit!
Originally, when Li An knew that he was coming to the Ziwei Star Territory, the first thing he thought of was to save the lineage of the Sun Holy Emperor to avoid being almost cut off like the original trajectory.
In the original book, after the decline of the Sun Holy Emperor's lineage, they suffered a disaster and were targeted by the Golden Crow tribe for massacre.
However, the world treated his descendants with indifference, and no one extended a helping hand.
If Ye Fan hadn't saved a little boy, he would have really lost his life.
The Human Emperor has made great contributions to all living beings, but in the end only one bloodline remains in the world, which is very sad to say.
He spent his whole life fighting for all sentient beings, but in the end, the world failed him.
The hero bleeds and sheds tears, full of sorrow!
But later, when darkness and turmoil came, catastrophe was imminent, and the world was about to be destroyed, everyone remembered the Holy Emperor of the Sun and called him to return to calm the bloodshed.
Originally he could be indifferent, but he is worthy of treating all living beings.
Even his bloodline was almost cut off, and he should have been disappointed in all living beings.
However, he still selflessly reappeared when all sentient beings needed him most and faced off against the ancient supreme being.
The blood-stained human skin swelled, and he was majestic and majestic, with his hair disheveled. He transformed into the Sun Emperor, with unparalleled power and power, holding the imperial weapon and reigning over the world again.
Not to show off his power, not to enjoy the worship of all people, but to quell the chaos.
Fight for all living beings!
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After Li An knew that he had arrived on Ziwei Star, it was naturally impossible for him to just sit idly by and ignore the Sun Holy Emperor's lineage. He was as indifferent as the rest of the world, with no one lending a helping hand.
He must do his part to prevent the Human Emperor lineage from almost dying out like in the original novel.
But at that time, he was very weak and did not have the aura of destiny like Ye Fan. Facing the powerful Golden Crow clan, he could only flee and hide in the east.
It can't stop the Golden Crow clan from massacring the Sun Holy Emperor's lineage at all.
There is no way to save it!
"Alas, I couldn't change anything after all."
In Li An's mind, he recalled the people of the Sun Saint Queen who were brutally slaughtered and fell in a pool of blood, and his face showed a rare hint of loneliness and loneliness.
"If possible, I really hope not to get that witness reward..."
Li An sighed, and a ball of golden flame appeared in his hand, dancing at his fingertips.
This is……
The sun is so hot!
It came from the reward he received after witnessing the decline of the Sun Holy Emperor lineage.
And this reward allowed him to truly embark on a path of becoming the strongest.
But if he had a choice, he would rather not receive this reward. He just hoped that a few more descendants of the Sun Emperor could survive.
After all, the lineage of the Sun Holy Emperor declined just like in the original work, and he was unable to save it.
But the Golden Crow tribe is still there.
And after he became emperor, the first thing he thought of was the Golden Crow tribe on Ziwei Star.
When I was weak, I couldn't kill you birdmen. Now that I've become emperor, I can't kill you?
He directly wiped out all the Golden Crow clan with one sword strike.
Let these birdmen also taste the taste of being slaughtered.
After waking up from the faint memories, Li An raised his head and looked at the starry sky in the Ziwei Star Territory, where...
There is an ancient purple and gold warship.
He shook his head and sighed: "Why do you have to jump in front of me when I'm in a bad mood?"
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The ancient star Ziwei is like a purple diamond, suspended in the empty universe, bright and dazzling, with divine clouds surrounding the ancient star, extremely magnificent.
In this seemingly eternal silence, suddenly there was a huge thing, appearing from the distant and infinite universe, as if being pulled by some invisible force, moving forward bit by bit.
It was a huge warship, with a purple-gold color as a whole and made of an extremely precious metal.
It seems to have sailed from the endless river of time, filled with the vicissitudes of time, and is extremely ancient.
The precious metal that made this purple-gold warship has been through so many years, and the spiritual energy in the metal has been exhausted.
This purple-gold warship no longer has the ability to defend against enemies as it did in the past. The hull is full of grooves and holes, knife marks, sword marks... All kinds of traces of ancient soldiers can be found on this hull.
There is even a huge hole that runs through the entire hull, which is shocking.
It is hard to imagine what terrible battles this ancient warship, which has been floating for endless years, experienced in those years.
This ancient ship was dim and dull, as if it were a big pile of scrap metal.
Floating quietly in the silent universe, there is no breath of life, and there is no even the smallest sound. It is extremely silent.
The only weird thing is that there seems to be a suction force on this rusty purple and gold warship. This suction force is quite small, if it is there or not, it is difficult to detect. It seems to be trying its best to grasp the surroundings.
Everything is incorporated into this purple gold warship somewhere.
"Hey, what is this?"
As this purple-gold warship without any fluctuations gradually approached the ancient star Ziwei, there were also some powerful monks on the ancient star Ziwei, who noticed this thing flying from the sky.
A white-haired monster appeared in the outer space of the ancient planet Ziwei. This monster was tall and tall, with a white beard reaching to his knees.
Although he looked white-haired, there was a terrifying flow of air flowing between his breath and his breath, and the terrifying energy and blood dormant in his body like a lion, which was extremely powerful.
This is a great demon in the semi-saint realm. He has been practicing for thousands of years. Although he is no longer at his peak, his energy and blood are still terrifying, comparable to a peerless beast.
"What era is this ancient warship? It's so mottled and has strong traces of time."
The semi-saint strongman observed back and forth around the purple-gold warship, and after confirming that there was no trace of life on this ancient warship from an unknown age, he relaxed his vigilance a little.
He approached the purple-gold ancient warship, stretched out his hand to gently touch the edge of the ancient warship, and kept looking at the traces of various weapons left on the ancient warship. He exclaimed: "What terrible traces, this
The ancient warship has at least participated in saint-level battles, and at least half of the traces on this ancient warship were left by strong saints!"
He was extremely amazed. After the great changes in the world, the Taoism left by the Qing Emperor was still suppressed, making it difficult for saints to escape. He was able to practice to the semi-saint realm, which was a blessing to the extreme.
At this time, I was naturally shocked to see the traces of jihad left over from an unknown age.
This old half-saint had a strong interest in this purple-gold warship. Although this ancient purple-gold warship had gone through endless years, the Dao marks on it still existed.
If this ancient purple-gold warship could be moved back to the ancient star Ziwei, and he could study the traces left by the saints on it day and night, it might be possible to help him take a further step, and perhaps step into the realm of a saint.
When he thought of this, the half-saint's heart suddenly became hot.
But to be on the safe side, the half-saint was still quite cautious. He set foot on the purple-gold warship and carefully searched everywhere to ensure that there would be no surprises hidden aboard the purple-gold ancient warship.
On top of the Zijin Ancient Warship, there was a desert, and many artifacts had been lost in time. The Half-Saint moved forward cautiously, and the next moment his pupils suddenly shrank, because he saw a ship full of ancient gods and demons!
There are a lot of densely packed divine source blocks, and in each divine source, there is an ancient god and demon sealed!
The half-saint's scalp went numb for a moment, and he had the urge to turn around and run away. However, he soon discovered that these seemingly scary ancient gods and demons were actually dead objects, and the energy in the divine source had been consumed.
After all, they have all died in the Divine Source Block.
Although he was still a little frightened, there was no doubt that this half-saint finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and left the purple-gold ancient warship, grabbed the stern of the warship with both arms, and his energy and blood rolled like a dragon, forcefully pushing the purple-gold ancient warship forward with his supreme power.
He wants to bring this ancient purple and gold warship back to the ancient star Ziwei, and in the future he will understand the traces of the saint on this ancient purple and gold warship.
It was calm all the way, and there was no fluctuation on the ancient purple-gold warship. It seemed that the half-saint's previous guess was correct. All the ancient gods and demons sealed in the countless divine source blocks on the ship were dead.
In the extremely long years, no one has survived.
The half-saint was still frightened at first, but when he gradually approached the purple divine glow blooming around the ancient star Ziwei, his heart suddenly felt a lot more settled.
Suddenly, the half-saint felt his sleeve move, as if he had been pulled by something.
He didn't pay attention at first, just thought it was the wind blowing.
But immediately, he reacted.
In this vast and silent universe, where is the wind?
His eyes suddenly opened wide, and he turned around suddenly. Wherever he looked, everything was extremely calm, and there was nothing strange about it.
Suddenly, the half-saint felt his sleeve being pulled again.
He looked down stiffly and saw that his sleeves seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and were gently floating in the direction of the Zijin Ancient Warship.
It was as if an invisible hand grabbed his sleeve and pulled him onto the purple and gold warship.
The half-saint suddenly discovered that scarlet blood was flying out of his pores in his body, forming a scarlet blood line and floating towards the purple and gold ancient warship.
The shrill scream suddenly broke the silence that had existed in this universe for millions of years, but it stopped abruptly the next moment. Outside the ancient Ziwei star, a dead body was suspended in the air, with its whole body dry and all the blood sucked dry.
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But the huge purple-gold ancient warship was still silent, quietly passing through the void, flying firmly towards the ancient star Ziwei at a slow speed.