Chaos surged and electric arcs intertwined, turning into the most terrifying ocean. In the midst of it, one majestic heavenly palace stood side by side, and many ancient palaces, which looked simple, vicissitudes of life, and majestic.
Ye Fan was covered in blood, and his physical condition was very bad even if he had fought so far. These opponents were all young emperors. Which one of them was not a genius? Even facing one of them, being able to survive was considered a kind of miracle.
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One after another, the celestial palaces are very majestic, and the sacred tiles on them are flowing and shining, as if they were made of sacred gold that was tempered over thousands of times. They are very lifelike.
It doesn't look like lightning at all, it feels like you are truly walking in the ancient heaven. The railings are carved with jade, the stairs look like white marble, simple and solid, the streets are wide, and the palaces are shrouded in chaotic mist.
Ye Fan identified a palace and didn't know who was inside. His choice was very random and there were no rules to follow. He strode forward.
The feeling this time is very special. This palace seems simple, but there is a vague charm that suppresses the eternal. The glazed tiles contain magnificence in the plainness, exuding a majestic atmosphere.
Ye Fan frowned, thinking that he might have been tricked again this time, maybe he was an ancient man who was like the immortal emperor, but he had already taken the step forward and there was no reason to back down.
The huge gate is tall, engraved with various runes, and there are lightning and thunder, as if there is a living emperor sleeping, and no outsiders are allowed to disturb it.
As soon as Ye Fan's hand touched the door, he suffered a violent earthquake. There was a boom, as if the sky of the universe had collapsed. He was suffocated under the pressure, and all the bones in his body were creaking.
"Who is this person?" He pushed open the dust-covered door with force, and arcs of electricity burst out, making his palms drip with blood.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, and a kind of heaven-collapsing sound came from the giant door, which shocked the souls of people. A cluster of bright flames formed by spiritual power in front of Ye Fan's eyebrows beat violently.
This is a kind of atmosphere, and it also has an ancient meaning. It is shocking and vague, and all the heavens and all realms seem to be resonating. The sounds of gods worshiping can be heard.
A real dragon dances horizontally, a fairy phoenix spreads its wings, a white tiger pounces, and a unicorn holds its head high, rushing from the main hall, as if coming from the lower realm of the fairyland, which is shocking.
Ye Fan was stunned immediately, how could this hall be so special? Four such powerful creatures rushed out at once. All of them had heaven-defying fighting power, and they were so terrifying that they crowded the entrance of the hall.
The real dragon roars. The nine heavens tremble. The fairy phoenix enters nirvana, and the bright feathers split the sky. The white tiger roars, breaking the rivers and mountains. The unicorns collide. The stars are destroyed and the moon sinks.
These creatures were killed together, and the scene was extremely shocking. These were all ancient immortal beasts, invisible to the human world. How come they all turned into lightning and landed here?
Chaos energy surges, this place has a myriad of auras, auspicious energy rolls around, and four spirits appear together. It emits a vast auspicious light and envelopes the place, like the emperor of heaven patrolling the lower realms, with the four spirits guarding the four directions.
This is like a myth, and anyone who sees it will be shocked.
"kill!"
Ye Fan shouted, he didn't believe this was any kind of fairy spirit, it was just a brand at most. Fairies do not exist in the world, so it is impossible to find any traces here.
He came up with a decisive attack, used all kinds of secret techniques, and fought fiercely with the four spirits. The scene was terrifying and bloody.
The immortal light of Yuanci is flying. One by one, there are thousands of auspicious energy. It can resonate with the human soul until it is shattered. It is entangled with the real dragon, dancing in the sky wind, tearing the universe apart.
The five elements of divine light turned into five swords, which were arranged behind Ye Fan, and they clashed with the immortal phoenix, making a clanging sound, the bright phoenix feathers withered, and the phoenix blood shocked the sky.
Six Paths of Samsara Fist, moving forward inexorably, Ye Fan's golden fist collided with the white tiger, and the tiger roared into the sky, both of which emitted a brilliant and dazzling light.
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This was a big battle. Ye Fan tried his best to fight with these creatures. This was the first time he encountered and fought creatures other than the Great Emperor in the sea of thunder.
What an accident. When I opened the door of this majestic heavenly palace, I encountered these creatures. They were very different from the past. They seemed to be the fairy beasts that guarded the ancient palace.
In this battle, Ye Fan was in big trouble. There were more than just these four kinds of creatures in the Heavenly Palace. When the battle came to the end, Xuanwu, Tangshen, and Kunpeng also appeared, and they all pounced on them, which was terrifying.
The sight is astonishing, making people suspect that they have arrived in the age of mythology. They have seen one kind of powerful ancient beast after another. Conquests continue, and the aura of wilderness hits their faces.
And at this moment, all the ancient runes on the giant gate were glowing, turning into phantoms. Ancient ancestors and prehistoric creatures appeared together and attacked.
At the same time, heavenly soldiers and generals came to kill him in the palace. Even though Ye Fan was covered in iron, he crushed a few nails. In an instant, golden blood spattered and he suffered heavy injuries.
He immediately knew who the person on the central throne was. With such power and power, he could only swallow up the universe in that ancient era.
Emperor Zun!
Apart from him, it is really hard to imagine anyone else who established the ancient heaven, governed all domains, promulgated laws, and was respected by all gods.
This was a man who was both a god and an illusion. Ye Fan charged fiercely and stepped into the palace. Fortunately, the countless troops only attacked for a while, and then retreated like a tide.
Otherwise, just the real dragon, immortal phoenix, white tiger, Kunpeng, etc. would be extremely terrifying. If a generation of geniuses are surrounded by them, they will suffer hatred for a long time.
Only the Emperor can have such a grand display and be respected by everyone throughout the ages. Otherwise, why would there be such an ancient creature to protect him? People have to sigh that the Emperor is supreme.
Ye Fan, covered in blood, passed through the wall of heavenly soldiers and generals. Behind him, the figures slowly faded until they disappeared.
In the deepest part of the hall, there seemed to be a person sitting there, but it also seemed like there was nothing there. It was blurry and the void was distorted.
Ye Fan walked forward on foot, leaving two golden blood marks on the ground with his feet. He tried his best to make his body and mind clear. I am afraid that there will be an unprecedented fierce battle next. His physical condition is really not very good now, but
He must persevere for the sake of the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things.
He knew very well in his heart that continuing to fight like this would be beneficial to his cauldron. If it collided with other imperial weapons, broke and then stood up again, and recast it, it would be even better than before.
As we got closer, approaching the center of the hall, there seemed to be a great mountain standing over the throne, suffocating those who oppressed it.
A kind of supreme, great, supreme and powerful aura was overwhelming, rushing towards Ye Fan, as if there was a supreme god looking down on the people.
Ye Fan's expression suddenly changed. This person was too powerful. He suppressed all the worlds and worlds. He had always been the only one in the world. People couldn't help but surrender.
At the bottom of the steps, all the gods were kowtowing and paying homage, full of awe, and no one dared to raise their head. No one could see the figure on the central throne.
Some gods are glowing all over, some gods stand in the darkness, some gods flow fairy mist, and some gods swallow light, all of them are magical. Divine peace and darkness and terror coexist. They are all worshiping such a person.
All the gods from all over the world came to pay homage to one emperor. He was the emperor. His aura was even more powerful than that of the immortal emperor!
"The ghosts and gods of heaven and earth worship the emperor together!" Faintly, there seems to be such a sentence echoing, which came from the mythical era. It is so majestic in this time and space.
Ye Fan's heart sank, and he prepared for the worst. Such an opponent would definitely be terrifying. He might fall here, splattering the imperial palace with blood!
It is impossible to say who is stronger or weaker among the ancient emperors, because they have never met each other and never fought an imperial battle, but the emperor may be a special one.
Various signs indicate that there may have been more than one great emperor in that era. In other words, the eras of several great emperors were very close to each other and seemed to be connected together.
The sound of the great law sounded, and the whole palace was filled with the sound of scriptures. The heavenly soldiers and generals faded away, turning into runes one after another and sinking into the walls. The thick dragon pillars became carvings.
Moreover, several great immortal beasts such as the True Dragon, the Immortal Phoenix, the White Tiger, and the Kunpeng also disappeared. They returned to the Thunder Sea Daoze. Finally, the gods who worshiped here disappeared one after another and merged into the Thunder Sea.
Ye Fan's eyes never blinked, and he was looking at the distorted time and space from beginning to end, staring at the blurry throne. When he came closer, he was surprised, and there was nothing there.
Emperor Zun is not here. He has never appeared since the beginning!
In the twisted void, there was only one big cauldron, standing across the emperor's throne. It was emitting the aura of looking down at the heavens and the world, and there was no figure of the emperor at all.
"It's empty, it's empty!"
Ye Fan was stunned, and under great pressure, he approached the throne and observed the simple cauldron at close range. There was really no one there, and the emperor had not manifested himself.
Hasn't the emperor's traces been engraved on this world? Ye Fan has doubts in his heart. Not only this time, the last time he became a saint, he also entered a huge palace and saw the source cauldron of all things, but did not see the emperor.
On the throne, a green ancient cauldron floats up, swallowing the sun, moon, and stars. It is the only one in eternity. All the spirits are carved on the cauldron wall. It also has the scene of the creation of the world, and has a supreme aura.
Such a result surprised Ye Fan. He has not yet fought against Emperor Zun. Could it be that he has been completely wiped out by the world and will never be able to show Dao marks?
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but he also felt a sense of regret.
Suddenly, the green cauldron vibrated, with a majestic force that shocked the sky, and crashed forward.
Ye Fan urged the cauldron, and the Mother Qi of all things fell. He withstood the strongest blow, and there was a metallic trembling sound. The wall of the cauldron was penetrated, and a large cauldron-shaped hole appeared.
Then, the green cauldron hit again, and descended from the sky like immortal phoenixes, primitive ancestors, gods of chaos, etc., including all living things!
With a roar, the entire heavenly palace collapsed. Ye Fan and the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things worked together to fight against the supreme immortal weapon of the ancient heaven.
This was a great collapse, and the entire celestial calamity began to disintegrate, like a prehistoric catastrophe, destroying all living things and sweeping across the entire star field.
Outside, the heroes were horrified, all retreating, not daring to take even half a step closer, looking at all this in horror.
"Yi Zi, are you okay?!" Pangbo shouted.
The imperial palace was shattered, and Ye Fan was floating up and down in the chaotic sea of thunder, lying like a dead corpse. The secret agent worked on its own, reorganizing his bones and blood.
Just now, he was shattered to pieces by the shock, but the green cauldron also dissipated and never appeared again.
As for his tripod, it was now a pile of fragments, completely shapeless, and no longer looked like a weapon.
"I'm fine." Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and looked around. All the heavenly palaces were slowly disappearing and disappearing into the sea of electricity.
Without saying a word, he sat cross-legged in the sea of chaos, recited the Immortal Sutra, and began to recast the cauldron. He was trained by thunder and lightning, using heavenly calamity as fire and chaos as water to smelt the fragments of the cauldron.
This place suddenly shone with rays of light, spewed out fairy energy, sounded various chanting sounds, and a large cauldron took shape. All kinds of creatures appeared on the walls of the cauldron, as if they were alive and about to come to life.
He copied the ancient characters in the Nine Dragons coffin, making the gods in the cauldron crystal clear and reborn from the ashes, making the cauldron more primitive and grand, with a kind of energy that suppresses the heaven and earth.
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