The first thousand three hundred and thirty-one chapters of the ancient tomb
"Who...are you?" Cang Yuan was frightened and frightened, half of his body was convulsing. The golden fist flashed just now, making him feel like he was struck by lightning, and the bones of his right arm, which was said to be comparable to a holy weapon, were broken.
Ye Fan calmly replied: "For the Cang family, they are considered mortal enemies, but I don't want to fight with you unless someone with the Cangtian Hegemony blood physique appears."
He continued to climb the mountain with his little boy, walking on the ancient tombs and looking around, trying to get a closer look at this mysterious ancient place.
"What, you are... the Holy Body of the Buried Emperor Star? Finally... you are here!" Cang Yuan shouted, his expression uncertain, with both shock and fear.
It is a holy beast, sharp and powerful, and has few rivals among saints. However, facing this person, it is difficult for him to have the will to fight, and there is a kind of trembling from the heart.
"No, you...anyone can climb this peak, only the Holy Body cannot!" In the end, it gritted its teeth and shouted loudly. It was its duty and it didn't want to be scared away.
"Why?" Ye Fanhuo turned around, with a little golden light shining in his eyes. He looked extremely majestic and condescending, like a god looking down on the people.
"Because you are a holy body, and your ancestors were defeated by someone with the blood of Cangtian Ba in your body. The Cang family has made it clear that defeated enemies will never be allowed to come here or set foot on this mountain." Cang Yuan said,
As if he had exhausted all his strength, he felt that he had probably caused a fatal disaster.
Ye Fan stood on a boulder, his eyes were sharp, like lightning, staring at him indifferently, showing no emotion, anger, sorrow, and joy, and said: "Who is strong and who is weak will not be based on the achievements in ancient times. Let's fight again in this life."
Field. You go and tell the Cang family that today I am going to climb a mountain, and I will also visit their clan."
He didn't take action, but under this kind of gaze, Cang Yuan felt a chill run down his spine. It was a powerful holy beast that had not encountered an opponent for many years, but now it was trembling in front of this person. What a shame.
Peerless person?!
"I..." it opened its mouth, but when those cold golden eyes swept over it, it shuddered and involuntarily stepped back, its scalp numb.
"Go." Ye Fanzhong pointed, and a ray of divine light flew over and fell on it. It was knocked away with a bang and fell towards the far end of the horizon, away from the ancient tomb.
Ye Fan looked calm and led Yang Xi forward, radiating wisps of light all over his body, which had already completely enveloped the little boy, because the power of order on the grave was too powerful, enough to crush the monks into pulp.
On the mountain, the spiritual energy is becoming more and more intense. Some ancient medicines are growing vigorously and are tens of thousands of years old, which is very rare.
In fact, there are more than a dozen strains that are almost close to the king of medicines. The medicines are sixty or seventy thousand years old, and their fragrance bursts into the nose, making people feel ecstasy.
This place is really extraordinary. It has become the Cang family's medicine garden. It is just built on an ancient tomb. It is really amazing and special.
"Wow!"
In some places, the rich spiritual energy actually liquefied and formed a puddle, flowing along the mountain. There are many source blocks in it. This is a scene when all the spirits of heaven and earth are at their peak.
It's a pity that apart from the vegetation, it can only create a clan with the blood of the sky. The more powerful it is in such a place with rich energy, the more serious the suppression of the power of law will be.
Even the now powerful Ye Fan felt bursts of discomfort after climbing the mountain. There was a domineering force that wanted to tear his body apart, especially targeting the golden blood in his body.
"There are no weapon fragments, just a tyrant bell condensed by the power of order..." Ye Fan said to himself, what did the supreme tyrant want to do back then? He was clearly dead, how could there be such a change.
He opened his heavenly eyes, and through the divine chains of order, his eyes pierced through the giant tomb and into the body of Wanzhang Mountain, in order to see everything inside clearly. This was the fundamental reason why he came here. Back then, Cangtian Hegemony had hidden injuries in his body.
Ten years after the war, his body was torn apart and it was unclear whether any information could be left behind.
boom!
Suddenly, inside the big tomb, a breath of destruction surged up and dominated the sky, making the sun, moon, and stars tremble!
This is an unparalleled master who needs to be looked up to by countless strong men from ancient times. He is worthy of being the supreme master of his generation. He still has this aura after hundreds of thousands of years after his death.
"As expected of the uncrowned emperor, he can still be like this after passing away for so many years. Ordinary monks will never be able to withstand such residual fluctuations." Ye Fan said to himself.
Suddenly, he was shocked!
On the center of his eyebrows, a vertical eye appeared, shooting out a celestial ray of light that sank into the deepest part of the tomb. After careful observation, he could clearly see the scene there.
There was a terrifying man there, with his black hair disheveled, dancing wildly, and domineering. Standing there, he had a peerless aura of being the only one in the world and ruling the roost.
There is a man in the deepest part of the huge ancient tomb!
This is really evil and shocking.
His figure was wrapped in divine chains of order, which made the strong body a little blurry, but there was a kind of world-shaking fluctuation that could suppress the world. He raised his head suddenly, and two terrifying cold lightning shot out from his eyes, towards Ye Fan
Viewed from here, it penetrates the tomb.
Boom!
The golden blood in Ye Fan's body suddenly boiled, rushing rapidly, rumbling, and his whole body was bright and radiant, resisting that kind of impact.
He can be sure that this is a kind of peerless pressure that rises from the man deep in the ancient tomb. No ordinary saint can withstand it!
"when……"
A bell ringing came from the depths of the ancient tomb, and the whole country, hundreds of thousands of ridges, and mountains and valleys were roaring, vibrating under the bell waves, threatening the vast land.
Ye Fan's brows glowed brightly, and a cauldron flew out, hanging above his head, and wisps of orderly silk ribbons hung down, protecting him and Yang Xi below.
Deep in the ancient tomb, the strands of Taoism intertwined on the head of that terrifying man, turning into a big bell, which was placed on his head, ringing leisurely and domineeringly.
"Ba Zhong!"
There is a golden edge in Ye Fan's eyes. The big bell is very similar to the shape of the ancient tomb, and is no different from the legendary bell. It seems to be able to suppress the nine heavens and ten earth. (To be continued,