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Chapter 143 Secret

Under the bloody sunset, withered vines wrapped around the bluestone, and forest birds returning to their nests, it was a quiet scene. The old madman was lying on the big bluestone, facing the sunset, with infinite nostalgia and a sad look in his eyes, and two lines of tears on his face.

Very awake qo

This was an earth-shattering and unparalleled strong man who had been hard-pressed to find an opponent in the Eastern Wasteland six thousand years ago. But now he is curled up here, his skinny body trembling, making people feel sympathy and pity. "Senior..." Ye

Fan walked forward, squatted down in front of the big bluestone, and stared at the old madman. He felt sympathy, but he didn't know how to help this old man.

The old madman raised his head and glanced at him, then turned to look at the red sun that was about to sink. Everything in the world seemed to attract his attention. Only the bloody red sun could attract all his attention.

"That year, the setting sun was like blood, and Tianxuan was like blood. That day, everything withered, and Tianxuan fell..." The old madman lived for such a long time, but he kept crying, and his old eyes seemed to be cloudy.

"Senior, what happened in the past cannot be undone. The deceased is dead, so you should be more open-minded." Ye Fan advised.

Suddenly, Guangyang completely disappeared and sank into the mountain peak.

At the moment when the bloody setting sun disappeared, the old madman's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of sun-catching brilliance, piercing the void at once. The sad color disappeared, and he sat up suddenly.

He seemed to have changed into a different person, like a peerless sword coming out, its sharp edge revealed, causing silence on the mountains and all the birds and beasts trembling.

Ye Fan felt a strong oppression. If he hadn't possessed the physical body of Yue Ling Bao, he would have broken bones and tendons at this moment. So close, the old madman was like a mountain, and the huge pressure flowing out was unimaginable. "Their aura...

..." He stared at Ye Fan, then grabbed Ye Fan's arm, his eyes suddenly became dark.

Ye Fan gave Lingling a cold shudder. This crazy old man was too terrifying. This kind of pressure made it impossible for him to move, which was far worse than any monk he had seen.

He suddenly thought of the ancient forbidden land, Saint Tianxuan, the endless white bones on the nine holy mountains, and those slaves in the wilderness. The "them" the old madman said were probably these.

However, more than a year has passed, and the aura on his body has been cleansed. The old madman can still sense it. This kind of terrifying spiritual sense is terrifying.

The old madman flicked his body, and in an instant the trace of Saint Tianxuan appeared, standing alive in mid-air, with bright eyes and white teeth, a nimble body, a jade-like grace, unparalleled beauty, vivid and almost perfect.

Ye Fan was stunned. What kind of magical power was this? With just a flick of the hand, living shadows were trapped. It was really unheard of and unseen.

The old madman flicked his brush again, and endless white bones appeared densely on the mountain ridge. All the skeletons he saw on the nine holy mountains that day were revealed. Suddenly, the old madman hugged his head and howled in pain, like

The lone wolf cried sadly. "Hahaha..." Finally, he looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was crazy. If he didn't become an immortal, he would be crazy!

He cried and laughed sometimes, just like when they first met in the past, his emotions were out of control, which made people feel pitiful and pitiful. The saint of Tianxuan was dignified and beautiful, the most beautiful woman in the world, making the stars and moon eclipse, standing in the sky.

The endless white bones are filled with sinister energy, as if they are really coming here, rotating around the old madman. The scene is very strange and makes people feel creepy.

Next to him, Ye Fan mistakenly thought that he had arrived in the ancient forbidden land, and met the magnificent Tianxuan Saint and those skeletons again.

The old lunatic let out a dull roar, and then Huo Deqian raised his head and looked squarely at Saint Tianxuan and those bones. Two bright rays of light shot out from his eyes, and the word "Tao" was carved in the sky.

Then, he stood tall and moved his hands slowly and powerfully, and all the figures were engraved in the void, forming a huge pattern.

Inside, there are endless bones, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. In the center, the Saint Tianxuan is as white as snow, black as a waterfall, lifelike, as if she has a soul.

This..." Behind him, Ye Fan was shocked. He used the void as a map to imprint the aura. This method was unheard of and unseen. What he saw with his own eyes today was really shocking.

The old madman moved his hands, and the breath of Tao was flowing. A "clang" sound came out, and he carved the word "immortal" on the pattern. The brilliance was brilliant!

The word "immortal" seemed to have a strange magic power, which dimmed all the figures in the pattern. In the end, it seemed that there was only one "immortal" left, with only a few shadowy shadows around it, and even the center of the Tianxuan Saint.

All blurred.

The pattern paint gave off a misty aura, and the word "Xian" had an endless Taoist rhyme, which actually gave people a feeling of boundless Taoism and natural Taoism. The old madman stretched out a finger and touched his forehead.

The huge pattern in the sky turned into a brand and rushed into his head. His face showed various expressions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. Ye Fan was in awe, what was the old madman doing?

"Qiang"

The mark appeared on the old madman's forehead, and the internal traces became darker and darker, leaving only the radiant word "immortal". "Is he passing through the sky, or is he in a deeper memory?" Ye

Fan was secretly surprised. The old madman's method was hard to predict. It wasn't until a long time ago that the old madman calmed down. "Pa."

At this time, he lightly slapped his hand on the big bluestone, and suddenly a halo of light flashed around his waist, and a mysterious pattern emerged. There is no doubt that he was awake at this moment, and he was not slapping the bluestone randomly.

Ye Fan was startled and watched intently. His eyes gathered divine light, and a hazy halo shone on the bluestone, like a ghostly drawing. It seemed like he had seen it before, it looked very familiar, and he felt extremely familiar. "Mysterious Gebu.

Law!"

Ye Fan was shocked. This pattern was a complicated pattern, which was very profound and difficult. He had memorized the old madman's footwork, but compared with this complete pattern, it was far behind. This was

A true secret of footwork.

Ye Fan was shocked and confused. The old madman took a picture from him and gave him another picture, as if he didn't owe him anything.

At this s1, he couldn't allow him to think too much, so he concentrated all his energy on memorizing this mysterious engraving. The halo of light rushed into his eyes, turned into a pattern, and was engraved in his heart.

This secret map was extremely profound and complex. Ye Fan just evolved it once and immediately felt like the world was spinning. His level was too low to understand the most profound Taoist patterns. "This kind of footwork must be a supreme secret technique!"

"He was secretly surprised.

At this moment, the bluestone shattered and turned into powder, leaving nothing behind.

The old madman stood up and walked deep into the mountain. Ye Fan was surprised and followed behind. Although this old man was crazy and in pain, he was also conscious. There must be a reason why he came to Taixuan.

This is a barren mountain and wild ridge, even worse than Zhuo Peak, but it is not the main peak, and no one from the Taixuan Sect is standing here.

After walking for about ten miles, the old madman suddenly stomped down, and a hundred-meter-high short mountain in front of him suddenly cracked, as if the god had passed over it with a giant axe. Behind him, Ye Fan was stunned and kicked

The power was terrifying. The low mountain split into two halves, like two open doors, and the old madman walked straight in. The inside was misty, like a mysterious realm, and there was actually a cave, like an independent space. "Who is it?

,Dare you break into my mysterious place?" A shout suddenly came out.

Ye Fan stopped here and did not dare to move forward. Several figures flew out from the misty space to stop the old madman.

Streams of brilliant light rushed up and rushed towards the old madman. You could clearly see the powerful iron seal, the big net that covered the sky... all kinds of powerful spiritual treasures, all emitting terrifying fluctuations.

However, with a wave of his sleeve, the old madman turned all the treasures into powder. There was no suspense at all. All the brilliance was destroyed. It was simple and casual. It can be said that it did not take any effort. It was better than strolling in the garden.

The seven or eight figures who had just rushed out of the fog were all horrified when they saw this, but before they could react, the old madman let out a light scold, and all of them were stunned and fell to the ground.

These people are all old men with white beards, definitely elders of Taixuan Sect, but they are no different from ants in front of the old madman.

Ye Fan felt awe-inspiring in his heart. If the old madman wanted to kill someone, even as powerful as Taixuanmen would turn into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. I am afraid no one in the East Wasteland could stop him.

The old madman strode forward and went straight into the fog in front of him. Ye Fan felt very surprised. Seeing that all the old people had passed out, he had no worries and strode forward. The fog cleared and the stars appeared in the sky.

They all fell into a valley.

Here, there is a huge altar with many Dao patterns engraved on it, as well as many ancient characters, marking various parts of the Eastern Wasteland. Domain Gate!

Ye Fan was surprised. He suddenly thought of the word Domain Gate. This must be the important place of Taixuan Sect - Domain Gate!

"If we can provide enough sources and activate the Dao pattern, we can cross the void from here!" Ye Fan thought of this and strode forward. If he could cross from here to the other end of the Eastern Wasteland, he would be able to cross the void.

Big wish.

The area where Taixuanmen, Ji Family, and Yaoguang Holy Land are located belongs to the southern part of the Eastern Wasteland, while the Yaochi Holy Land is at the northern end of the Eastern Wasteland. No one can tell how far apart the north and the south are.

With such a distance, even if the monks can control the jb, it will still take several years of hard work, which is really a headache. Without the domain gate, there is no way for the Eastern Wasteland to communicate with each other. The area is too big. In this area, except for the Ji family,

Apart from Yaoguang Holy Land, Taixuan Sect is undoubtedly the most powerful.

However, they are not a holy land after all, and the Dao lines they have carved can only reach as far as the central part of the Eastern Wasteland, and cannot reach the northernmost point.

After the old madman climbed onto the altar, he did not use the Dao patterns on it, but quickly carved extremely complicated grid patterns by himself, making the whole altar creak.

He just wanted to make use of the massive "sources" here. He could carve the Dao pattern himself. The old madman came to Taixuanmen to cross the void! Where on earth was he going? Ye Fan was very surprised and wanted to know the answer.

"It's time for me to leave Taixuanmen, but should I cross the void with the old madman?

Ye Fan was disappointed in his heart. Such a legendary figure really made him want to follow him. However, God knows where the old madman is going. If he appears in the ancient forbidden land, or the forbidden area of ​​life like Taichu Ancient Mine, what will be the consequences?

Unimaginable.

Such living fossils cannot be treated with common sense wherever they appear!


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