There were men, women, old and young, some were crying and some were laughing, and there were many heavenly soldiers and generals. The war drums were rumbling, and they rushed forward. Huahua's bald head was almost smashed by some magic weapons.
"Damn, you guys are really hitting me, Amitabha, damn, my head!" Huahua glared angrily.
"Buzz!"
Another pile of magic weapons fell down, like taking out garbage. They were huge and seemed to be worthless. One of them hit his head with a clanging sound, like iron, and Huahua staggered and became dizzy.
His brain was swollen and he was furious. I don’t know if it was the black emperor or the black hands of the silver and blood emperors who couldn’t escape them.
"Ye Fan... it's really you, my good brother, you are still alive!" Li Heishui shouted, and he was the first to rush over, because the mountain peak where he retreated was close to here.
As for the fastest one, the Holy Prince fell down from the sky with a somersault. With a long roar, he grabbed Ye Fan's shoulders. He looked at Ye Fan with great sadness and joy, and recalled Ji Zi again, fighting side by side.
Finally, one of the three emperor-level heroes was missing, and there were tears in his eyes.
"I knew you would survive and come back to see us!" Dongfang Ye yelled, flexing his strong upper body and striding forward like a giant. The ground was shaking as he exerted all his strength.
Punched Ye Fan.
After three hundred years of separation, there are ups and downs. Although they are laughing now, there are tears in these people's eyes. It is really not easy to be alive and reunited again.
"Just come back alive...just come back alive!" the old killer Qi Luo repeated with a trembling voice.
Tears flowed from Ye Fan's eyes. So many people were worried, sad and happy for him. Even their words were trembling. They were afraid that it was just a big dream. How could he not be moved?
Suddenly, he felt pain in his right shoulder. When he looked back, he saw that the Black Emperor was baring his big white teeth at him. He greeted him in a special way and slandered him. However, it looked like he was taking advantage of the opportunity to rob and steal the holy blood.
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"Why are the muscles so tense? Why is there not a drop of blood?" Sure enough, this big dog with a bad personality told the truth, and then his eyes were burning, and he came forward with an eager look and said: "You are missing so much."
Have you fallen into the cave of the Immortal Family for many years? The Holy Emperor Douzhan said it well, I have the treasure in my hand, and I have the world. When brothers meet, each person will get half of it, no discounts!"
When the monkey heard this, black lines suddenly filled his forehead. When did his old father say such a thing?!
The Black Emperor's face was extremely thick-skinned. He didn't rush and squeezed forward. With a pull of his big black claws, he almost pinned the obstructive bald Huahua under his feet. [*You]
"I'll go... Huahua moved the big black paw away from her bald head, cursing and cursing in her heart. But she could only recite the Buddha's name, because this dog master really can't be offended.
"Son of God, I knew it. You will definitely survive. God has eyes." Little Que'er said softly with both laughter and tears.
Everyone in Tianzhi Village came, all of them old friends.
But the many heavenly soldiers and generals recruited in the past three hundred years have long been dumbfounded. Who is this person? Isn't he dreaming? The Lord of Heaven, Ye Fan, has already died in battle, and everyone knows it!
"Is it really him, the one who died in battle in our heaven in the past?"
The crowd was in an uproar, and the heavenly soldiers and generals felt it was incredible. Nothing was more surprising than this, but the person in front of them really looked exactly like the stone statue.
"Ye Fan..." Ji Ziyue's face was covered with tears, and she stumbled over with her pure white and crystal clear feet.
Tears blurred her eyes, and she still remembered that day. Ye Fan forced a smile, said goodbye to her, and then resolutely rushed towards the starry sky.
He left so resolutely, knowing that he would die anyway. His back was straight and he did not look back, but she saw a lot of reluctance.
I think he must have known at that time that when he looked back, he might not be able to help but stay, so he was so decisive and ruthless, and there would be no turning back once he left.
If so, he embarked on a lonely road of death that was destined to bloom like fireworks, and finally released himself in the universe, shattered to pieces, and blood splattered on the supreme battlefield.
A farewell is three hundred years, a farewell is eternity. She bets her life, making her sad at night and crying at the waning moon. Every night with stars, when she looks at it from a distance, she thinks that Ye Fan is on the other side of the starry sky.
, watching silently, struggling hard, coming back from the darkness, and finally meeting her.
It had been a dream for three hundred years, and now they really met each other. She was afraid that it was just an illusion, just like that night when she woke up from her dream, there were only tears on her pillow, and she was still lonely.
"It's not a dream, it's not a dream, it's real. It must be real this time." She trembled and murmured, with her pale face and bloodless fingers, lightly touching Ye Fan's face.
"It's me...I'm back!" Ye Fan grabbed the cold delicate hand. [*You]
Ji Ziyue gently touched Ye Fan's face, and after confirming that it was not a dream, she finally burst into tears, which made people feel sad.
Everyone welcomed Ye Fan into the heaven. This heaven is now very vast, and in the floating universe of the eternal continent, one big star after another shines.
The Village of Heaven no longer has anything to do with the village, but now there are floating islands one after another, with fragrant flowers, chirping birds, flying waterfalls and springs, and streaks of silver light hanging down from the divine islands and falling on the earth below.
The scenery here is beautiful and yet solemn. The celestial palaces and giant towers are towering and majestic.
boom!
A big cauldron fell, everything began, chaos began to move, black and yellow colors fell down, covering the top of Ye Fan's head, giving him an inexplicable aura.
The cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things appeared, whining, trembling, rising and falling on Ye Fan's head, expressing the joy, anger and sorrow of three hundred years of separation.
Ye Fan was surprised, and everyone was also shocked. There was crystal liquid flowing in the mouth of the cauldron, and the lines were as heavy as the Milky Way.
"This is the endless power of faith!"
Many people were shocked, even they had never noticed before.
Only the Black Emperor, Qi Luo and a few others had seen it. Late at night, the tomb was as clear as a diamond, attracting strands of light from the starry sky.
In an instant, everyone understood what was going on. After the bloody battle that year, many people in the starry sky were thinking of the heroes who died in the battle, and naturally they would generate endless and majestic power of thought.
In the past, when Ye Fan dealt with the power of faith, he always poured it directly into the cauldron. Anyone who felt it would be included in it.
For three hundred years, the power of thoughts generated by those who chanted his name has been endless and endless, crossing the starry sky and being buried in the cauldron.
This is a cauldron full of thought power, surging like a vast ocean, crystal clear like diamonds and water. And it has not stopped. There are still invisible thoughts coming in every day, and they will gather more and more.
"This... is half a step ahead!" Black Emperor exclaimed.
After each supreme being attains enlightenment, he will be famous throughout the universe and be revered and sung by all races. They will inevitably collect infinite power of thought and bless it on the utensils, making it reach the heavens and the gods. And the power of thought can also be incorporated into their own bodies.
, it also has endless wonderful uses.
As for how the great emperors dealt with the power of faith, they were all different and it is difficult to say clearly.
Ye Fan has never become a Taoist, but he has a lot of power of faith. This can be said to be a small step early. Although he is unwilling to borrow this power, it is better than nothing.
Ye Fan came back alive. The news flew into the distance like it had wings, shaking the starry sky and shocking everyone everywhere!
In front of the only true road, Emperor Guanzhong finally conveyed the news, which happened to confirm this rumor, leaving the powerful men in all regions speechless in shock.
"Alive...appeared!"
Ye Fan's name is being recited everywhere, and now that he is alive and reappearing in the world, people find it incredible. This is a miracle!
In a battle with the Supreme, his body exploded and died, and his white bones were stained with blood. After the war, people intercepted such fragments of real imprints from the universe.
This is definitely not a lie, so why are you alive again? There was an uproar and discussion all over the place, but it can only be attributed to the fact that Ye Fan is really defying heaven!
The moon was like water and the stars were brilliant. Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue were walking in the heaven. Above the clouds and mist, towers and jade buildings stood tall. They looked extremely ethereal and agile.
"The dinner begins!"
The sound of Huahua's broken gong came from a distance, surprising countless birds. He used the Dragon Roar and Tiger Roar Technique, which shook the entire heaven with roars.
The brothers and sisters of the princes of Daxia arrived, Jiang Yifei arrived, Wu Zhongtian, Jiang Huairen and some of the surviving members of the thirteen bandits arrived, Xiao Tingting flew over anxiously, the human demon Dongfang Taiyi appeared, and the Saint of Yaochi arrived...
There were too many people to count, the news spread all over the place in a few days, and many old friends came across the stars!
The twelve saints who once followed Ye Fan, the surviving ones are now respected as ancestors in a region. They are almost all alone in the starry sky, expanding their territories, and they are the most powerful people in heaven.
The dragon and horse roared, immediately calling everyone to gather together and come together to the starry sky. Each of these people had already become famous.
For example, Longma was directly crowned king in a certain domain, worked with the Black Emperor to defeat endless powerful enemies, and even worked with Duan De to dig endless graves.
Its reputation is somewhat infuriating.
Another powerful figure is the Dapeng King, who was also named a divine king of heaven in one area, and his combat power is astonishing. When Ye Fan enlightened under the Bodhi tree, this Dapeng fell on Ye Fan's shoulders, and
Because of this, I realized my Dapeng King Fist, and now I feel like I have no opponent in the starry sky.
"Come on, come on, try this wild dragon I hunted. It's delicious and juicy. It's the ultimate delicacy in the world!" Dongfang Ye exposed his upper body and grilled a three-hundred-foot-long dragon with Tao fire, sprinkling sprinkles all over it.
After drinking Lingbao Tianzun's Life Spring Divine Liquid, the roasted golden butter is shiny and fragrant, making people move their index fingers.
"It's a pity, it's too little, not enough to fill the gaps between teeth." The old man-demon muttered.
Everyone was petrified.
Many people came here to gather, but there were fewer than three hundred years ago. Too many people died in that turmoil. The Thirteen Bandits were almost wiped out, with only two or three people left.
And there were too few outstanding figures of that era. Many of them will never appear again, and even some holy places have been permanently removed from the list.
"Come, try my fresh dragon loach soup, it is definitely a great supplement in the world!" Longma shouted.
Dragon loach, shaped like a real dragon, is only over a foot long. It contains the essence of heaven and earth. It is a great tonic. When tempered together with some sacred herbs, it can extend your life for hundreds of years. It is definitely the rarest thing in the world.
The Saint Goddess of Yaochi's expression froze. Not long ago, a thief in the new location of Yaochi failed to steal the peaches and stole a dragon loach. Now the culprit has finally surfaced.
"Hey, I didn't steal this. I got it from Duan De. I'm innocent. I paid for the magic formula of the Longma clan and half of the ancient scriptures of the Demon Emperor to get it." Longma explained.
The Black Emperor, who once worked in collusion with Duan De and committed many major cases, felt a little guilty. He changed the subject and stared at the Blood Crow who had returned from the Imperial Pass with Ye Fan. He said: "I said, this duck is good, and the hair is so red.
It’s like charcoal, and it must be a holy product for nourishing blood and nourishing the skin.”
The blood crow was furious. This crow was not that duck, and as a great sage, how could he be called a food ingredient? It almost caused a scene on the spot.
"Nanny is hungry, where is big brother..."
At this moment, a little girl about three years old walked over, holding a rag doll, rubbing her big eyes in confusion. She was as delicate as a porcelain doll.
It was the little girl, and everyone was petrified, especially the Black Emperor, who shouted and rushed over quickly.
Unfortunately, as I said yesterday, I may have to wander between the first update and the second update recently, but today there is still only the first update.
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